The Runaway Maid is Loved by the Archmage - Chapter 21
“Mmm…”
Roina moaned involuntarily. Ethan, as if fulfilling a duty, gently kissed her shoulder and slid a lubricated finger between her lips. She shivered at the cold sensation. But soon, his finger began to stroke her, warming her.
As his finger brushed against her c******s, a wave of pleasure washed over her. She tried to squirm away, but Ethan held her hips firmly.
The Crown Prince sighed and withdrew his p***s from her mouth. It popped out with a satisfying sound. Roina looked up at him, confused. He smiled, tracing her lips with his finger.
“I have something new planned for you today.”
A shiver ran down her spine. She had a bad feeling about this.
Ethan scooped her up as she struggled. The Crown Prince gestured towards his bedroom.
They entered a small room where a strange device was suspended. It looked like a black, tentacled creature. As she approached, it moved, sending a shiver down her spine.
“Your Majesty… what is this?”
“Why? Excited? You little s**t.”
She struggled against him. The device was dark and slimy, and she could feel a sense of dread.
“No, please!”
“You’re lying. Your body wants it…”
The Crown Prince reached between her legs and inserted his finger into her.
“ Ugh…!”
Cluck-
His finger slipped in, and a strange, yet familiar, foreign sensation stabbed at her insides. Her lower mouth, tamed by the sudden intrusion, sucked his finger in with a pout.
“…I want it.”
Squeak.
With a satisfied grin, the Crown Prince wiggled his fingers back and forth, probing inside her. She squirmed all over, but a strong arm wrapped around her from behind, preventing her from breaking free. All she could feel was the heat of his body and the firmness of his muscles against her back.
The Crown Prince seemed to take pleasure in her reaction, extending another finger and plunging it straight into her sensitive spot, and Roina found herself unable to resist his rude fingers and pressed deeper into Ethan.
Hot, hot, heat rising from her slit. She let out an involuntary gasp. Apparently, the fluid Ethan had been smearing on her hand earlier was no ordinary substance. Every time those long, slick fingers swirled inside her, every time they brushed against her cl*t, something hot spread like a pounding against her bank. It was too stimulating.
Roberto smiled, bright and beautiful. His face was angelic in his well-dressed clothes, his long, golden eyelashes fluttering as he smiled, but his behavior was anything but angelic. It only stirred her secret place, innocently and innocently.
She didn’t really want to feel it, but Roberto knew her body too well. There wasn’t a part of her that he hadn’t coveted over the years. Ethan, who had remained silent about Roberto’s orders, began nibbling at the back of her neck and the tips of her ears. The tantalizing touch of his fingers on her sensitive spots sent a shiver down the back of her neck to her spine.
“Haa-!”
Roina cried out as he continued to probe the sensitive spot on the inside of her abdomen. Just as she was about to exhale a breath of relief, the crown prince stopped as abruptly as he had begun, wanting her to come again. In reality, Roina was momentarily disappointed that the surging o****m had come to an abrupt halt without reaching its climax. She glared at Roberto with tears in the corners of her eyes.
His eyes were like a fierce cat’s, and the crown prince purred in ecstasy. Roina wanted to cry, but she could do nothing.
And while she was so weak, Ethan shoved her into the mysterious tentacle chair. She let out a short scream and grabbed at Ethan’s shoulder, but her body was too weak from the pleasure she’d just experienced to hold on. The black tentacles quickly clung to her, pulling her closer.
