The Nanny of House Herzen - Chapter 53
Evelyn murmured in embarrassment.
“I couldn’t feed Johanson at all last night because of the banquet…”
Carius’s response was immediate.
“That’s why I told you we should hire a nanny.”
Evelyn had said no at the thought of him possibly going onto the nanny instead. She complained inside and soothed him gently.
“If I could just go for a moment…”
“No.”
His short reply was followed by him sucking her n–pple more deeply.
“Oh…”
The familiar sensation made her involuntarily wet between her legs. Evelyn instinctively spread her legs, offering her chest more fully to his eager mouth.
He sucked harder, his strong pulls extracting her milk with a satisfying rhythm. As he gulped, a milky sheen coated his well-defined lips.
Caught in the trance of watching him, their eyes met suddenly.
“Do you enjoy this?”
Evelyn, mesmerized by his gaze, blushed deeply at the unexpected question.
“I-it’s not about enjoying… It’s about what Your Grace likes…”
He teased further.
“So, you don’t enjoy it?”
His large hand slipped under the covers. Evelyn tried to squeeze her legs together but couldn’t avoid his insistent fingers.
Moments later, his fingers emerged, glistening with her slickness.
“Oh, so you don’t enjoy it at all.”
His mocking tone made Evelyn blush harder.
“….The other side too.”
“The other side too?”
“You need to suck it as well…”
A mischievous smile appeared on Carius’s lips. Instead of latching on, he flicked his tongue over the n****e.
“Why should I? You said you didn’t enjoy it.”
“If you don’t, it’ll leak, and Johanson needs…”
“Evelyn.”
“Yes, Your Grace.”
She corrected herself quickly under his cool gaze.
“Yes, Carius…”
“Say you like it. Say you like it when I suck your milk.”
Evelyn bit her lower lip, hesitating.
She had become so accustomed to his sucking. It felt different from when Johanson fed, and she feared she would miss it terribly once her milk dried up.
His tongue teased her n–ple again.
“Or do you really not enjoy it? Do you prefer it when Johanson does it?”
Reluctantly, Evelyn admitted.
“No, I like it….”
“Tell me exactly how it feels. I never realized how mysterious a woman’s body could be until I met you.”
It was only this man’s affection that made her feel special. Gathering her courage, Evelyn met his dark eyes.
“Every time you suck my milk…”
Carius, sensing her hesitation, switched to her other b****t. He latched on deeply and sucked with long pulls.
Her sweet milk quickly filled his mouth. Locking eyes with Evelyn, he swallowed a mouthful with relish.
Though he was the one drinking, it was Evelyn who swallowed hard with empty lips. Her lovely reaction made the corners of Carius’s eyes crinkle with a smile.
Every fluid she produced was sweet, but her milk was the richest and most delicious. Sometimes it was so sweet it made his tongue tingle and his hair stand on end.
As he continued sucking and swallowing, her small, white hand reached out to gently caress his cheek, just as one would do to a child.
No, if she did this to their child, he would be terribly jealous. This intimate touch was something he believed should be reserved solely for him.
“Every time I suck?”
When he prompted, Evelyn hesitated before speaking again.
“It makes my chest tingle… and my lower abdomen tightens like it’s in knots.”
He hadn’t expected such a detailed explanation. Carius’s eyes sparkled with interest.
“….And?”
Her blue eyes darted nervously. He let her n–ple slip from his mouth and lapped it again to encourage her.
“Ah, Carius…”
Evelyn, who was moaning, finally continued.
“Every time that happens, I start leaking down below…”
Carius released her wet flesh. He looked at her blankly and in an instant, his expression shifting to a wicked smile. He pushed the blanket and moved lower.
Evelyn tried to stop him.
“Carius, it’s broad daylight…”
“All the more reason…”
He spread her pale legs wide, and she tried to close them in embarrassment.
With a stern expression, Carius held her thighs apart with both hands. The morning sunlight illuminates her reddened, swollen folds.
“Don’t… don’t look.”
Evelyn’s feeble plea didn’t even reach his ears.
Carius looked down at her dripping wetness, as Evelyn said and he licked his lips. His stomach twisting with desire as her scent reached his nose, making his lower half throb.
“Ah… so this is breakfast.”
His low sigh turned into a surprising statement.
Before she could react, his mouth latched onto her entrance, sucking like a ravenous beast. He worked his tongue against her slick folds, as if determined to swallow every drop of her essence.
“Ah, ugh….”
Evelyn gasped, her legs trembling as she gripped his hair. Her gentle touch spurred him on and his tongue delved deeper.
