The Nanny of House Herzen - Chapter 52
Unbeknownst to Evelyn, it was Carius who had invited Marquis and Marchioness Luke. His intention was to flaunt Evelyn’s happiness before the old man and warn him never to cross her path again.
But things rarely go as planned. The moment the Marquis dared to meet Evelyn’s gaze, Carius almost lost his sanity. The mere thought of Evelyn breathing under the same roof as that old man was unbearable.
Had he foreseen how repulsive it would feel, he wouldn’t have invited the couple at all.
It was clear where Evelyn’s bold habits in bed originated from. The Marquis had likely exploited her more than any servant.
The thought of his ten fingers touching Evelyn filled Carius with loathing. Imagining how the Marquis had delved into her…. he wished he could kick the vile man’s head so hard that his desire for an heir would be crushed.
But he couldn’t do that in front of Evelyn.
After the strain of letting the Marquis leave the banquet alive, Carius felt unusually impatient.
Evelyn’s gaze at the Marquis was filled with fear and disgust. Even so, he needed to confirm it again. He wanted to be sure she was entirely his, that she desired him as much as he desired her, that she smiled for him alone.
Finally, he took in the sight of her pale body, her trembling shoulders, and the dreamy blue eyes. He relished the sight of her eager n–ples and the sensually parted red lips. Only then did the specter of the old man start to fade.
“Gently.”
Though it wasn’t his intention, a playful tone slipped into his voice.
He pulled out his member, which had plunged deeply in one go, and then thrust it back in. The sound of the impact was accompanied by Evelyn’s moan.
“Mm…”
As he caressed her writhing body, he began slow thrusts.
“Ah, ah…”
Her gasping blue eyes already seemed to wander aimlessly. Carius couldn’t allow even that brief distraction, so he pulled her chin to meet his gaze.
He tilted his head in an angle and their lips met in a fierce kiss. He swirled his tongue as he kneaded her b****t. The milk that flowed out quickly soaked her undergarments.
“…Ah!”
When their lips parted, Evelyn let out a moan that sounded like a cry of pleasure.
Carius grasped Evelyn’s trembling white knee with his wet hand, pulling it up.
“All night long.”
As the thrusts deepened, Evelyn tilted her head back, instinctively turning her face away.
“Ahhh.”
Carius cupped her cheek, redirecting her gaze back to him. The wet sound of their connection echoed between them.
“Those beautiful eyes…”
The gaze they finally met shyly fell away from him. Carius’s eyes crinkled with a smile as he pulled her face back.
His hand slid down from her cheek to brush against her n–ple, lightly tapping it. The delicate n–ple, adorned with milky drops, quivered under his touch.
“I’ll keep thrusting until you’re completely undone…”
The thick s***t contradicted his gentle voice with its relentless pace, stirring Evelyn’s insides. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.
“Ah, ahhh…”
“Don’t whine.”
As their lips met again, their bodies pressed closer, the connection deepening. Evelyn’s hips jerked as she felt him pull out slightly.
The narrow passage, strained from a day of tension and release, clenched tightly with pleasure. Her vision blurred white as his black hair swung before her eyes.
“Ah, ah!”
A low moan sounded in her ear, and his movements grew even more vigorous. His promise to go slow was forgotten, and Evelyn clung to his neck.
“Slow… down… please…”
He seemed to consider her plea and pulled back slightly. But as she sighed in relief, he plunged back in, making her legs tremble.
Carius whispered into her ear with a hot breath and teasing.
“I said, don’t whine.”
Her desperate blue eyes rolled in despair.
He smiled in delight, continuing his vigorous thrusts. Somewhere within the forceful rhythm, sparks of pleasure flickered.
“Ah, ah, oh!”
Holding the man she had longed for all day, reaching the climax was effortless. Waves of ecstasy surged up her spine and overtook her mind.
His large hand cupped her milky b****t, squeezing as the hot s***t rapidly moved within her contracting walls.
“Uh, uh…!”
As her body floated and her vision flickered, his s***t throbbed deep inside, releasing his seed.
Their bodies melded together as one, savoring their first climax.
The long night had just begun.
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Evelyn woke up with a dull ache. The morning poured over the wide bed. A man with tousled black hair was sleeping with his cheek pressed against her chest.
The sight of his face, like a living sculpture, made her lips dry. As she licked them, a twinge ran through her, signaling her milk was coming in.
Reaching for a handkerchief without disturbing him, she froze as his dark eyelashes fluttered, and a low voice asked.
“Not sleeping more…?”
“My milk… it’s coming in.”
His black lashes lifted at her answer.
His eyes immediately locked onto her n–ple. A drop of milk hung over the reddened tip that was tormented all night.
“Hmm, is it morning already…?”
Carius teased, licking the wet n–ple with his tongue. Her body, betraying her, quickly produced another droplet.
