The Sub Male Lead is Burning with Jealousy - Chapter 3 Part 3
He squeezed the underside of her br*ast, making it pop out, and sucked on the n*pple, swallowing it in one bite. Her n*pples stiffened in anticipation of her cl*max, tingling inwardly at the feel of his hot tongue.
“Ha-ha, no…. Argh!”
She wanted to scream out in frustration, to ask what the hell he was tasting. But Rahil’s eyes were dark as he sucked on one of Anais’s n*pples. With his other hand, he cupped her free br*ast greedily.
Anais shuddered and glared at Rahil, before turning away. She will have to do with him until the end anyway.
‘Averting her eyes, huh?’
For some reason, he didn’t like that. Rahil lifted his head and hurriedly stripped off his own clothes. Like Anais, he was dressed in a night wear, but his were more like pajamas.
Glancing at Rahil, Anais saw that he was about to remove his trousers and looked away. She knew by his presence that he had thrown his pajamas off the bed haphazardly.
‘What should I do? Is-Is he going to put it in now?’
The place where I’d been tormented was still tingling and twitching. It’s soaked through to my thighs, so it’s probably safe to put it in.
Anais knew it in her head, but she didn’t have the courage to look at Rahil. If she saw the weapon that was about to enter her, she thought, she would shrink back and push him away.
‘Chi-Children’s, let’s just think about them’.
I thought my daytime dream was meaningless, but the children seemed adorable. She even hoped her children would be like that.
Rahil looked at Anais, who was stretched out and looking away, and popped the cap off the potion he’d packed in his pajama pocket.
He drenched his m*mber, what had grown to be a monstrous thing in the long wait from tip to root, then bent over Anais.
“I’ll put it in. Relax.”
He wished he could say something romantic that wouldn’t make her nervous, but they didn’t had such relationship. Rahil felt a little sorry about it.
Still, I like you. It feels good. Maybe it’s not love, but I think I liked you enough to do this. The excitement and emotions at the moment seemed to be just that.
The tip of the p*nis pushed into the narrow entrance. Anais glanced at Rahil, but didn’t look down. The entrance widened as something big and hot entered.
“What, what is this…?”
So big?! Is this going to be okay?
She was startled, but it was too late to tell him to stop. Anais held onto the bedsheet, enduring it, as it was something she had to experience at least once. Rahil didn’t like that either.
‘Why isn’t she holding me?’
So far, Anais hadn’t touched him, never once laying a finger on Rahil. Why? Is it because she doesn’t love me, and don’t want to touch me?
“Anais.”
Rahil’s hot fingers pried Anais’s fingers, which were clutching the sheet, away from it. Anais wondered what he was doing, pressing her fingers against the bed with his knuckles.
“Look at me.”
His eyes that met hers were slightly darker than hers. It felt as if his deep blue eyes, almost close to navy, were fiercely swirling.
‘It feels like our lips are about to touch.’
“Uh… no kiss…”
“I know.”
“Hng!”
The p*nis pushed in a little further and she felt cowardly. It was so big and hot. The opening was so wide it looked like it might rip open if he made a mistake. Rahil’s slow hip movements were already too much, and it was about impossible to tell him to stop.
“Relax.”
His languid voice rang in her ears, and she loosened her grip on the hands that were clasped together. She shivered as his fingers slipped under her waist and brushed down her spine.
“Mmmm, mmmm….”
‘Hot… and slippery.’
Rahil gazed ecstatically at the squirming Anais with heated eyes, and when he slipped a finger beneath her b*ttocks and squeezed it, he felt Anais absentmindedly tightening around his.
“Heuk….”
Rahil suppressed his moan and waited for the moment when Anais would loosen up. Just as she had barely managed to swallow about a third of his, Anais’s eyes widened.
“Uh….”
Rahil stopped his movements as Anais’s blue eyes filled with tears fluttered wildly. The potion had to be used properly. With an anxious expression, Rahil lowered his head and looked at Anais.
Even though he had wanted to make her cry, seeing Anais actually on the verge of tears made Rahil’s heart ache. Am I going to continue living as a captive to my Empress like this?
He was unconvinced, but also restless to console her.
As Rahil poured more kisses on her face, Anais swallowed her tears and averted her eyes. She had just been in real agony a moment ago, but the pain had disappeared in an instant.
She heard the sound of a bottle being uncorked earlier, so she knew that more potion had been applied to his p*nis.
‘After all, it’s a method commonly used by nobles.’
“Now, it’s okay, so just…”
She was about to tell him to move, but she couldn’t complete her sentence. Rahil listened to Anais and wondered if she was a little mistaken.
‘I haven’t put it all in though? Is she thinking I put it all in… Is that right?’
Anyway, since he had received permission, Rahil pushed it in further with determination, causing Anais’s face to turn visibly pale.
“Why more… Huh? Ah…”
Although there was confusion and discomfort on Anais’s trembling face, there was no sign of pain. So Rahil, gaining courage, pushed it in all the way, and as she looked into his wide blue eyes, her mouth also opened as he inserted it to the root.
“Uh, hmm….”
Holding Anais tightly and exchanging breaths, Rahil shivered with a chilling ecstasy. Even though he couldn’t understand why this felt good, it was a sensation that made his blood boil.
