The Guide Played Her Role as a Stand-in a Little Too Well - Chapter 172
The kiss grew deeper and more intense.
I was too preoccupied trying to keep up with Hedonia’s skilled movements.
His tongue swirled and danced inside my mouth, entwining with mine, biting and sucking.
It was only when I tapped his shoulder that he finally pulled away.
“Haa…”
I panted, resting my face against his chest.
“Karina, it seems you haven’t been working on your stamina.”
“…So, will you wait until I do?”
Hedonia nibbled on my earlobe and whispered.
The sudden sharp sensation made me flinch. The lingering warmth felt like a brand on my heated skin.
Then he softly rubbed my earlobe.
When I turned my head, swallowing hard, Hedonia’s gaze met mine.
His eyes glinted with mischief.
“This counts as stamina training too.”
“……”
“Good enough to go all night.”
…I had dug my own grave.
Hedonia smiled warmly at me, wiping the saliva from the corner of my mouth. Then he kissed me again.
“Mm…”
A sound I hadn’t expected escaped my mouth.
As if to not allow even that, Hedonia intertwined our tongues deeply.
The obscene sound of our tongues meeting echoed.
Hedonia kissed me passionately, lifting me into his arms like a princess.
…When I came to my senses, I was lying on a large bed.
‘Is it possible to end up like this from just a kiss?’
Hedonia’s eyes softened as he gently touched my lower lip.
He continued to place light butterfly kisses on my face.
“…When did we even get here?”
“It seems you still have the energy to talk. Your stamina is better than I thought.”
“No, it’s not that—”
Hedonia, with his tousled platinum hair, looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
His intense golden eyes, as if molten gold, were sacred. They were entirely focused on me.
“You’re beautiful, Karina.”
Maybe he remembered my earlier self-doubt. Even though I felt my flushed face and disheveled appearance couldn’t possibly be attractive, the way Hedonia looked at me so lovingly…
‘It makes me feel like I really am beautiful.’
His words were as sweet as his kisses.
…No matter how I looked, Hedonia found me lovable, and that filled me with confidence.
“Karina.”
“…Yes.”
“I want you.”
His low voice sent shivers down my spine.
“I want you too.”
His bright eyes, filled with desire, seemed to distort as if they were ablaze with passion.
The face that was always so ascetic now held an expression of wanting me, and that brought an odd sense of satisfaction.
He kissed my neck. The slight bite on my nape tingled.
He looked into my eyes and asked,
“Will you call my name?”
“…Pardon?”
“Don’t add ‘Lord.’ I want you to just call my name.”
“…How can I do that? Absolutely not.”
When I first transmigrated, maybe I could have, but now I was well-versed in noble society. I knew how improper it was for me to call Hedonia by his name.
“You still haven’t lost your reason.”
Hedonia glanced at me playfully and kissed me again.
“Please.”
His voice, now clearly lower, pleaded as he pressed his body closer to mine on the bed. His face exuded a strange sensuality.
…and I felt something hard near my thigh.
It wasn’t difficult to understand what it was. My face turned an even deeper shade of red, and I swallowed hard.
Seeing my stiff posture, Hedonia tilted his head in curiosity, then burst into laughter as he realized the reason. He started undressing me and whispered,
“It’s because of you.”
Cold air touched my skin as he kissed my collarbone.
“It’s only for you.”
Then Hedonia grasped my wrist and kissed the side of it.
“You can release me.”
He guided my hand to the buttons he had left loosely fastened.
Pop.
The air in the room was cool, but we were warm, even hot.
With the blanket pushed aside, Hedonia placed his hands on either side of my head, his hair cascading down like a waterfall.
It felt like a canopy, creating a world where only we existed.
“Hm?”
He pleaded again.
I wanted to call his name too. It was just the situation that held me back.
With a trembling heart, I spoke.
“Hedonia.”
The radiant smile and joy that appeared on his face at that moment were something I would never forget.
Nothing I had ever seen could compare to the sincerity in Hedonia’s smile.
Even the most beautiful masterpiece couldn’t be this exquisite.
At that moment, I realized again how deeply I loved Hedonia.
“Karina.”
Hearing my name on his lips made me feel like the most important person in the world.
Hedonia worshiped me, kissing and caressing every inch of my body.
The caresses continued until my entire body was aflame, signaling my desire for him.
As he had said, it was indeed a long night.
