The Nanny of House Herzen - Chapter 20
Carius took Evelyn’s shoulders and laid her down. His pitch-black gaze was intensely affectionate.
The thrusts became rougher and more insistent.
“Ah! Ahh! Huh…!”
Evelyn surrendered her body to him while weeping endlessly. Carius licked the tears from her eyes.
“Does it hurt? Why such tears?”
His tenderness felt like a sharp ache in her hollow heart.
“….Because it feels good.”
She half-lied, but the man seemed to accept at face value.
He continued to savor her tears and then clung to her lower lip. Even as he thrust vigorously, he did not stop sucking and nibbling.
“Huh…”
His soft flesh pressed into the space between her parted lips. Inside the cozy warmth of her mouth, their breaths mingled, and heat swirled. As he rubbed his tongue persistently, Evelyn gasped, swallowing his breath.
Carius finally released her lips. After intensely sucking enough to swell her lips, he shifted to her chin and earlobe and nipped gently.
A red bloom of bite marks sprouted on her pale neck, but such minor marks would fade in a few days without effort.
Perhaps his interest was just as fleeting.
His fascination with a lactating woman might be nothing more than a momentary diversion. The fiery passion of a single night was merely a leisurely hunt for him.
Evelyn hurted herself first, thinking it might prepare her for greater hurts to come.
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She awoke with a jolt. In the dim moonlight, Carius’s bare shoulders were visible. His strong arm draped over her, and his dark eyelashes cast long shadows in sleep.
Evelyn took a shallow breath. She shouldn’t have fallen asleep in the Duke’s room, but she couldn’t remember when she had dozed off.
As she tried to get up without waking him, his tightly closed eyes remained undisturbed, but his lips parted.
“Just stay.”
His voice, low and resonant, still carried the warmth of last night. Evelyn flushed and whispered softly.
“The Miss will need to nurse at dawn. I must return before then…”
Carius’s sleep-heavy black eyes slowly opened. As his gaze lazily trailed down to Evelyn’s chest, her n*****s gathered dew.
“Ah.”
An inappropriate exclamation escaped his lips.
“Master…”
Evelyn’s attempt to protest was ignored.
Carius leaned in and pressed his cheek against the gentle slope of her b****t. His hot tongue eagerly grazed her n–ple, sparking a tingling sensation.
His red lips, which had been fervently nursing her throughout the night, once again captured her tender n–ple.
“Ah, Carius…”
What he swallowed for fun was the sole nourishment meant for his young daughter. Evelyn tried to endure the arousing stimulation as she pleaded with him.
“For the young lady, she needs it…”
Carius paid no heed. The sound of milk being swallowed echoed loudly.
“Please…”
Evelyn cautiously moved her hand, touching his lips with her thumb. The busy movements of his lips slowed, and finally, he released her n–ple and latched onto her finger instead.
Sucking sounds came from the drenched thumb. The slow motion of his red tongue captivated all of Evelyn’s attention.
Her lips parted involuntarily. Her tongue felt parched.
One by one, her second and third fingers were sucked into his mouth.
It was just a finger. Not her b****t, not her folds, not even her neck or earlobe. Yet, she couldn’t understand why her vision flashed and her stomach churned.
Carius opened his eyes to look up at Evelyn. He reached towards her parted lips and leisurely caressed them. His firm fingers tantalizingly stroked her dry tongue.
“There’s still time before dawn.”
“But…”
Evelyn avoided his fingers and shifted her anxious gaze towards the window. It was still dark, but she knew she had to return before Johanson woke up.
“If you’re not wet….”
Carius cruelly cut her off. Watching Evelyn close her eyes tightly, he smirked confidently.
“…I might let you go.”
With those words, his long finger penetrated her deeply. Despite the sudden and deep intrusion, the narrow path smoothly opened, easily enveloping his finger.
Without having to touch it, she could tell how wet it was underneath as it took his finger with pleasure. Evelyn’s face was red and he whispered happily.
“Well. What should I do with this?”
Evelyn closed her eyes tight. Carius’s fingers wriggled deeper and swelled in number, his teasing voice tickled Evelyn’s ears.
“Your hole seems to be pleading for more.”
Carius increased the pressure with several fingers probing insistently. He then pulled Evelyn’s hand towards his p–is, guiding her to grasp it.
A thrill ran through her fingertips as she touched his firmness. Her throat was tightening with anticipation.
Carius chuckled as he noticed her quivering eyelashes.
“If I had known you’re wet this quickly, I would have taken you all night.”
