The Runaway Maid is Loved by the Archmage - Chapter 10
“I’m sorry.”
Her body, exhausted from the Crown Prince’s abuse, was abruptly tossed onto the desk. Panting from the aftereffects of climax, Roina stared at the ceiling. She could feel the Crown Prince’s mocking gaze upon her. Her v*gina, swollen from his climax, was leaking white fluid.
Her pubic area, adorned with black lace, and her slender legs, encased in torn stockings, created a striking contrast. The ribbon that had blindfolded her now hung loosely around her neck. The sight of her black lace encircling her hips and her long legs wrapped in stockings that had been torn off in the midst of his rough climax was a sight to behold. The ribbon that had been wrapped around her eyes had now fallen away and was draped around her neck.
“It suits you, Roina.”
Despite her exhaustion, she felt an eerie sense of foreboding creep over her. She hoped it wasn’t, but the sense of foreboding didn’t betray her.
She felt a large hand grip her thigh firmly, and in an instant she was inside a different man than the one she’d been inside earlier, one that was slightly shorter but much thicker and harder.
“……!!!”
“Ugh….”
“You’re mine. I don’t care what I do with her.”
Roina was so startled that she squirmed on the desk for a moment, but the hand pressing down on her thigh was firm, and she was forced to move, to surrender her intimate place to the second man. She couldn’t even scream at the sudden tightness of the penetration. The apologies were an illusion, and the man merely stared at her, his mouth tightly shut.
The Crown Prince watched her with his lips twitching, then stepped up to her and forced his s***t, still covered in seed, into her mouth.
“Ugh…!”
“I’ve got your filthy traces on me, so suck every inch of it. Ha….”
A fishy odor hit her. The raw smell of stale seed and juices invaded the back of her throat. His s***t stood up stiffly and stabbed at her throat, even though he had just climaxed. It was so deep in her for a moment that she almost coughed.
Grabbing her by the hair and forcing her to twist her neck as far as she could, Roberto lowered his eyebrows, closed his eyes, and sighed. This beautiful man would have looked like he’d stepped out of a painting if it weren’t for the fact that he was shoving his tip into her mouth and savoring the sensation.
“Come to think of it, this would be the best way to let you know you’re nothing but an animal.”
Slowly, but surely, he moved his s***t into Roina’s mouth.
At the same time, the tightness beneath her began to stiffen, and the motionless thing slowly began to move like a statue.
Two men stood between a woman and a single breath of desire. Her white thighs, mottled with red handprints, rose and fell as the man they were joined to moved. Her firm, shapely bosoms swayed back and forth with each heave, and her legs, wrapped in a garter belt and torn black stockings, flailed about in a mess.
Roina could do nothing but sway against the big man’s hips and lick the s***t in her mouth with great care.
She felt a rumbling sensation as the enormous movement filled her, moving slowly but surely. She was being violated by someone other than the Crown Prince, the only human she had ever submitted to. It was hard for her to accept that, but at the same time, she felt a stabbing heat rising inside her, stimulated by the loving touch and the thick s***t moving impatiently against her lower belly. Her eyes widened in helplessness and shame.
Roberto’s words were true. Perhaps she was taking some comfort in the knowledge that she hadn’t given herself to anyone but the Crown Prince. But even more despairing than that was the fact that she was feeling pleasure in the midst of it all. Shame and self-loathing swirled through her clouded mind. The Crown Prince’s member in her mouth made her gasp for air.
The Crown Prince, his beautiful blond hair hanging down, arched an eyebrow as she squirmed beneath him, out of breath, and then he grabbed a handful of Roina’s black locks and pistoned them roughly into her mouth. His manhood slid in and out of the back of her throat, and an ugh, ugh, ugh-physiologically, her throat made a sound, but he didn’t seem to care.
As he slid in and out of her, Roina was flooded with pain, shame, and pleasure.
“If you’re going to do this, why?
Roina couldn’t believe Ethan was penetrating her. She had never imagined that this man, this tall, blunt man who didn’t look at her in a prejudiced way, would do this. Why was he showing her affection, why was it so ridiculous to see her fluttering in the glow of false hope in a place where no one else had ever shown her any affection.
She didn’t realize it, but tears welled up in her eyes.
