The Princeliest Prince of All - Chapter 44
Sera’s knees trembled uncontrollably.
At the same time, her entrance clenched tightly, pulsing around him. Her womb, repeatedly struck, burned hot.
Leonard gripped her hips firmly and slammed her down one last time.
Sera’s vision flashed white.
“Hhk—Leo… ah!”
A mixture of their arousal squirted out from between them.
At that moment, Leonard also let go of the last restraint he had been holding onto. The thick, pent-up release that had been building spilled deep into Sera’s belly. Leonard’s body twitched, surrendering every last drop into her.
For a moment, they remained entangled, motionless, savoring the lingering heat. Their ragged breaths mingled, their pressed chests carrying the rapid beats of their hearts. Sera suddenly felt a vivid awareness that she was truly, undeniably alive in this world.
Leonard carefully lifted her. As he slipped out, the diluted seed trickled down from her swollen entrance. When her limp body sagged, Leonard gently laid her down on the seat.
Sera stared blankly at the carriage ceiling. Her body and heart felt completely full. With the chaotic day finally over, a deep drowsiness settled in.
It would have been perfect to just fall asleep like this.
But now, the location felt like a mistake. They needed to get inside, clean up, and rest.
No—eat first.
But that was only her thought.
Before she could even process what was happening, a firm grip spread her legs apart.
Sera’s eyes shot open.
“Mmh?”
Leonard, just as he was about to touch her soaking folds, tilted his head, as if wondering why she looked surprised.
Sera’s gaze flickered downward to his lower half.
As expected. He was already hard again.
Still, she hadn’t lost hope just yet.
“Again…?”
“Obviously.”
Leonard let out a scoffing laugh. And honestly, Sera couldn’t even argue.
When had he ever been satisfied with just once? If he had, this wouldn’t be a proper romance fantasy novel.
“Then let’s go inside and—”
“Tsk. You really don’t get it, do you?”
Leonard smirked.
“It has to be twice. That way, every time you step into a carriage from now on, you won’t be able to think properly.”
Sera’s eyes burned with fury.
He had thrown her own words right back at her.
Leonard slowly lowered his head—directly toward her entrance.
The moment she realized his intent, Sera snapped her legs shut.
“Wait—are you insane?!”
Even as she scolded him, Leonard didn’t waver. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her thighs and buried his face between them.
Sera’s eyes flew wide with horror.
Forget his past obsession with cleanliness. Even a dog wouldn’t eat what it just excreted.
At this point, he was completely out of his mind.
And yet, this wasn’t the first time. One day, for reasons unknown, his curiosity had flared up. And without warning, he had shoved his face between her legs.
She had nearly fainted on the spot. Not just from shock—but from how outrageous it was. Sera had panicked, trying to stop him, but Leonard had been completely unfazed.
To him, he had boldly declared,
“Your lips and here—there’s no difference.”
Now, once again, Leonard pressed his mouth against her sensitive, overstimulated folds.
Even though she was completely coated in a slick mix of their fluids, he didn’t even hesitate.
Completely insane.
Sera covered her mouth with both hands, her legs kicking helplessly.
Leonard traced his tongue along her flushed, feverish flesh, before suckling hungrily on her already overstimulated c**t. As his tongue swirled, the nub stiffened once again. He sealed his lips around her, then pushed his tongue deep inside, past the slick, swollen entrance, tasting the creamy remnants of his own seed.
Under his meticulous attention, Sera’s body, which had just started to cool, ignited all over again. Leonard, his face damp with her fluids, looked up at her and asked,
“How is it?”
Sera glared at him, thoroughly displeased. She absolutely refused to praise him.
But at the same time, she couldn’t lie.
With a pouty scowl, she reluctantly gave him a thumbs-up.
Leonard’s smile stretched wide.
He carefully lifted her up.
She was exhausted, but since he was putting in the effort, she figured she’d humor him a little longer.
Even though she wanted it just as much, she continued to glare at him for show. Repeating the same position twice would be boring.
Leonard, who knew her preferences well, turned her around. Her weakened knees were placed on the seat. Her hands, finding no better place, gripped the backrest.
Hugging her from behind, Leonard pressed the tip against her still-quivering entrance. Her body flinched, clenching instinctively. With a firm push, he slid the head inside and whispered,
“How about a trip… to the beach this summer?”
“Hah? What kind of—hngh!”
His suggestion was completely out of nowhere. Summer was still far away. And after what happened last time, hadn’t he developed a fear of the ocean? That’s why they only ever went to lake villas instead.
Leonard suddenly thrust in deep.
“Ahh!”
His s***t sank in one smooth stroke, and Sera’s body crumbled instantly.
But Leonard caught her, holding her up.
“Haa… I just thought… I’d like to spend a long time… in a carriage.”
“No—ugh, absolutely not—ah, hngh!”
Realizing his filthy intentions, Sera frantically shook her head. A carriage ride all the way to a seaside villa? She could already see her future suffering.
And the most terrifying part? Despite knowing all this… She was already a little tempted.
Just a little.
Really, just a little.
Leonard, determined to obliterate her resistance, thrust into her even harder.
And desperate to deny her own desires, Sera cried out,
“I’m NOT GOING!”
…Sometimes, teaching a monkey tricks is a dangerous mistake.
By the time she finally stepped out of the carriage, the moon was already high. And with that, the Crown Princess’s ‘escape’ officially ended.
That summer, they never went to the ocean.
But oddly enough, around that time, rumors spread through the palace that the carriage storage had become haunted.
Side Story, End.
