The Runaway Maid is Loved by the Archmage - Chapter 51
It was a mistake. He had only intended to craft a comfortable garment for her, using the fine, luxurious fabric with its pleasant texture, but instead, he had unwittingly made it far too alluring. Slowly, he turned his head away, averting his gaze. She looked perfectly at ease now, so there was no need to dwell on it.
They had not known each other for long, yet he found himself aroused at the mere sight of her body, again and again. The fault was entirely his.
Roina ate the soup Lutan had given her with great relish. Perhaps it was due to the intensity of their earlier affair, but her appetite was stronger than usual. She scraped the bowl clean and thought to herself that it had been a truly satisfying meal after a long time.
Then, suddenly, she realized—her chronic indigestion and constant nausea had completely disappeared.
‘…Could it be because I accepted the Great Archmage’s mana?’
She gazed at Lutan with slightly lowered eyes. He was staring out the window, deliberately avoiding her gaze. He seemed entirely indifferent to her.
A sharp pang struck her heart.
Of course. What he had done with her yesterday was nothing more than a means to inject mana into her. It held no meaning beyond that. True, he had shown a man’s desire, but that did not mean there was love between them. Roina, who had lived for years in a state no different from a mere plaything, understood that better than anyone.
She watched him with darkened eyes before suddenly noticing that his member was slightly swollen.
Before she realized it, she had slid off the bed and onto her knees.
She had to please him.
The thought took over her mind in an instant.
Lutan was intentionally dulling his awareness, making a conscious effort not to think about Roina. Even just watching her nibble on the bread, chewing earnestly, or clumsily licking up a bit of spilled soup was enough to drive his desires wild. It was better not to look at all.
Inwardly, he focused on breaking down and reconstructing the complex magical array of the Imperial Crown Prince’s palace—the most intricate magic he had studied recently.
At that moment, he felt a small, delicate hand touch his thigh.
Instinctively, his gaze snapped downward.
There, kneeling before him, was the fragile and breathtakingly beautiful Roina.
For a brief moment, he could not believe what he was seeing, and he remained silent.
Then, with careful movements, Roina pulled back his clothing and freed his now-hardening member.
For a fleeting second, he wondered if he was dreaming.
She took his p***s into her small mouth. His p***s was so large that she made a small “euhm” sound and licked his glans, overwhelmed.
“Keuk-!”
Lutan shuddered at the sudden lightning-like pleasure that caught him off guard.
Roina stared at him and took him deeper. His s***t went down her throat in one go, but half of his length still remained. Roina let out another overwhelmed moan, gently grasped and stroked his root with her hand, and shook her head.
Lutan was driven to madness by the feeling of her small hand and the soft flesh inside her hot mouth. The male instinct to thrust his hips and push him to the root was consuming him. His noble, little star was taking him into her mouth, overwhelming her, licking his head, and shaking her head, stimulating his excitement. It was a beautiful sight.
As she struggled to suck and lick his overwhelmingly large and growing p***s, her whole body shook, and the smooth, thin cloth draped over her slipped off her shoulders, revealing her rounded, beautiful b*****s. Looking down from above, the pink peaks were barely covered, swaying precariously.
He instinctively thrust his hips hard once. He came to his senses when he saw Roina, whose eyes were watering and who made a choking sound as if he had pushed him all the way down her throat. He shouldn’t do this. He had just thought that he shouldn’t do the same thing as the Crown Prince.
Lutan immediately grabbed her shoulders and pulled her away from him.
Roina, out of breath, gasped lightly. A trail of saliva stretched from her lips as she was pulled away from his p***s. Clear saliva, which she hadn’t been able to wipe away from her mouth after licking and shaking his p***s, dripped down and flowed along the curve of her b****t.
It was an incredibly e****c sight. His thing, which had hardened with the excitement just now, throbbed, swollen as if it would burst. He gritted his teeth. He put so much force into it that his veins were slightly visible. He looked slightly angry.
Roina was startled. Does the great archmage dislike this? Should I serve him in another way? Was I too clumsy because it was my first time with something this big? All sorts of thoughts flashed through her mind.
Even considering everything, she was the one who had been exploited for several years. She didn’t think it was strange at all at that moment to “offer her body to repay him.” Only the thought of whether she had failed to satisfy him due to her lack of skill lingered in her mind.
Lutan, with an expression as if he was suppressing something, stared at her for a moment, then immediately got up, turned his head sharply, and walked out of the room.
She was startled and reached out to grab him, but ultimately failed to grasp his sleeve.
“Don’t do this again.”
He left the room, leaving only those words behind.
Left alone, Roina couldn’t say anything for a long time. She gathered the clothes that had slipped off without her realizing it and hugged her knees.
‘Why am I like this?’ ‘You filthy b*tch. You wanted to run away, didn’t you? Why did you leave if you were going to play the w***e voluntarily like this?’ ‘He must have hated me, already as dirty as I am.’
“Heuk-.”
It was too hard. Roina buried her face deep between her knees and sobbed. The spirit, trying to comfort her, flashed noisily and covered her with a fluffy blanket, and even brought her warm milk, but it was no use.
She was beyond saving.
