The Nanny of House Herzen - Chapter 16
“Hah, ah, please… Master…”
Evelyn, who was on all fours, wept continuously on the bed. The fact that these were not tears of pain or fear, but something more sinister, terrified her.
The man behind her was delivering a pleasure. A pleasure she had never known from when she got married until she had a child. A pleasure he gave the moment he first touched her.
“Ah! Master, please…”
He grabbed Evelyn’s head, which was bobbing with each thrust, and forcefully turned it towards him.
When their lips met hastily, Evelyn could no longer hold back. She opened her mouth to his, eagerly sucking on the invading tongue.
This seemed to drive him wilder; his thrusts grew more aggressive. Each deep penetration sent a thrilling shudder up her spine, reminiscent of a haunting melody.
His large hands kneaded her drenched b*****s. As he did, he detached their lips and whispered a name close to her ear.
“Carius.”
Evelyn’s blue eyes shook.
It was almost absurdly late to want to reveal his name now, but the name Carius was one any servant in this mansion, even a child, would know.
Evelyn turned away. She refused to dare to address her master by name, even if she wanted to.
With her mind clouded by ecstasy, she forced herself to think of the eagle in the locked room to dampen her ardor.
Thump, thump. Carius responded to Evelyn’s cold reaction by increasing the ferocity of his movements.
Behind closed eyelids, the brilliance of countless bursts of light dazzled her. Simultaneously, his massive flesh began to finish inside her.
Since she was nursing the young lady, she couldn’t get pregnant. Even in her overwhelmed state, Evelyn clung to that thought. There would be no risk of being cast out with an unwanted child by him.
She thought it was over and felt relieved.
However, unlike her former husband, who would collapse after climaxing, Carius was different. His member remained formidable, and without missing a beat, he moved back to her b*****s.
It seemed ludicrous that a man who had tasted all the delicacies of the world was now fixated on mere b****t milk.
It was inconvenient for Evelyn too. Recently, as the young lady had stopped feeding at night, her b*****s were less engorged by evening. If they were stimulated to produce more milk at night again, it would disrupt her sleep.
Feeling compelled, she tried to reason with him.
“Ah… If the milk increases unnecessarily, it could be problematic. It’s not good for the young lady either.”
His response was curt.
“You were just saying the young lady would hunger.”
“Master…”
“Call me properly, then I’ll consider it.”
Evelyn hesitated for a moment. An increase in milk production was fraught with complications.
It would wet the bedding or potentially cause the young lady to choke, and might lead to mastitis, which the head maid had emphasized was painfully serious.
Reluctantly, she whispered softly.
“…Ca, Carius.”
Apparently satisfied, his lips curved into a precarious smile.
“Does sucking increase the amount?”
“…Yes.”
“And that makes it uncomfortable for the baby?”
Evelyn nodded slightly. Then, she ventured some information she had recently heard.
“The body of a woman is so peculiar… It regulates the amount of milk as needed for the baby. Master said you were curious about the taste, but now that you’ve tried it…”
“No.”
Before she could finish, he interrupted her.
“So the talk about regulating the amount of milk was a lie.”
He was revisiting the discussion about the young lady starving.
Evelyn almost glared at him childishly but caught herself just in time, remembering who he was. He owned this estate, he ruled over this part of the kingdom. It was foolish to mistake a brief show of tenderness in bed for genuine kindness.
His point was also valid. Earlier, in a rush, she had indeed made up an excuse.
As she cast her gaze down, his voice followed, sweet as ever.
“If the milk increases because of me, I’ll take responsibility. If you find yourself in trouble because of overflowing milk, come to me anytime.”
Evelyn narrowed her eyes, trying to understand his meaning. He cheerfully added,
“I’ll put everything aside and suckle as needed.”
It made no sense at all. Evelyn sighed inside as he reattached himself to her b****t.
“Master, please…”
“You look so affectionately when the child nurses, but is it too much when I take a little?”
‘A little,’ he claimed. It was ridiculous, yet his face had a hint of mischievous grin.
However, the man was both a wolf and a devil, charming Evelyn with sweet words only to potentially strangle her in the end.
As Evelyn’s thoughts spiraled darkly, he continued to suckle vigorously while his fingers explored her lower regions.
“Ah…”
“So quick to close up? Are you sure you’ve borne a child?”
This jest, however, went too far. The comment was too painful for Evelyn to hear as a joke, given her deep wounds.
Tears welled up in frustration, and she turned her head away. But had he seen the expression she tried to hide?
He released her n–ple from his mouth and gently licked the tears from her eyes. His dark eyes bore into hers, seeming to read her soul.
Embarrassed, Evelyn shut her eyes tightly.
