The Sub Male Lead is Burning with Jealousy - Chapter 8 Part 12
As his fingers rubbed, slowly scr*ped, and dragged along her throbbing flesh, it seemed Anais couldn’t take it anymore, her h!ps starting to quiver. Rahil quickly inserted a second finger, spreading Anais’s legs even wider.
“Ah, no… Ah, mmph!”
When he pressed against the sensitive spot inside, Anais’s hips jerked involuntarily. Rahil kneaded her b*ttocks as he pushed a third finger inside.
Should I just go ahead and put it in? The sight of the clear, slick l*quid overflowing more and more was becoming too tempting. As Rahil relentlessly teased her insides, Anais, on the verge of tears, glanced back at him.
Oh god, this really isn’t going to work.
Feeling like his head was about to burst from the heat, Rahil withdrew his fingers and pushed his e***t p*nis against her. Grabbing Anais’s waist as she gasped sharply, he spread her slick enter@nce with the t!p.
“Ah! Hmph…”
His pen*s slid in deep, all the way to the base. Rahil, feeling Anais’s trembling body, pulled her up and settled her onto his lap. As his sh*ft buried itself deeply within her, Anais whimpered, leaning her head against his chest.
“…This way, it’ll be hard to move too roughly.”
She didn’t believe him, but Anais said nothing. She knew that even in this position, Rahil could move however he wanted, easily lifting her.
Rahil, bending down, continued to kiss her gently as if to soothe her. With each slow thrust, sweet moans escaped her lips. Seeing Anais seemingly enjoying herself, Rahil felt his own excitement rise.
Though she had never been fully honest with herself, everything Rahil did felt good. As she moaned from his touch and movements, Anais found herself thinking that.
“Anais.”
“Y-yes… Hngh…”
“I love you.”
As he kissed her again, both her body and heart seemed to melt, and a sigh slipped out. She knew she shouldn’t let her guard down with a man like this.
***
Rahil’s plan was going more smoothly than he had anticipated. With the twelfth diamond now turned pink, they took another break, and Anais struggled to stay awake. Whether she fainted or fell asleep, the result would be the same—the ring’s glow would turn back to black.
‘Just four more…’
Her body, heightened by pl*asure, wouldn’t easily calm down. Though she wanted to take a cold shower to cool off, Rahil refused, saying she could catch a cold.
Instead, they took a lukewarm shower and then sat side by side on the sofa, both wearing bathrobes.
“…I feel like I’m going to faint.”
“Just a little longer. We’re almost there.”
Rahil whispered as he kissed her temple. Though he tried to be gentle, Anais had reached her cl*max over twenty times. While Rahil’s stamina was impressive, Anais was starting to feel dizzy.
It felt good to be held by him, but the intervals between her clim@xes were getting shorter. Rahil noticed this too and decided to take a bit more time to calm Anais’s body down than before.
So he really should stop touching her, but even after mustering all his self-control to place Anais beside him instead of on his lap, he couldn’t resist reaching out again.
He rubbed her flushed cheek, kissed her fingertips, and watched as her w*t eyes gazed at him. Unable to resist, Rahil pulled her face close for another kiss.
“Mm…”
Even in this slow, simmering heat, the stimulation continued to build. As he tasted her soft tongue and pulled her waist closer, their bodies entwined once again.
‘We shouldn’t be doing this right now…’
Even just watching her rest against his chest after a kiss made him happy. As he smoothed her hair to make sure she stayed awake, their eyes suddenly met.
“……”
Anais stared at him for a moment before she slowly looked away. Even that small gesture made Rahil feel strangely hurt. I love her. I’ve told her I love her so many times. Does Anais still dislike me?
‘Well, what is there to like…’
A forced marriage driven by one-sided feelings, and this chaotic situation that all stemmed from a gift his friend had brought. Just sorting out the facts made Rahil’s confidence plummet, and his shoulders slumped.
‘For now, I should focus on removing the ring and killing the dragon.’
The two rings they wore now had twelve diamonds changed to pink. Only four more needed to change before the ring would come off. According to the magical inscription, that’s how it should work.
Rahil kept Anais from falling asleep by lightly tapping her cheek or biting her fingers.
“…Shall we kiss again? I think it’s okay now. Has your body calmed down a bit?”
“Haa… Yes…”
She doesn’t seem okay, though. Rahil was starting to really feel the difference in stamina between them. This was barely a warm-up for him.
‘I guess it can’t be helped.’
The difference in endurance between a regular knight and a Sword Master was like night and day. And Anais wasn’t even a soldier, but a noblewoman, making it even more apparent.
Rahil opened Anais’s robe, but didn’t remove it entirely. Since they needed to take things slowly, it seemed better to leave it on for now.
* * *
“Ahh, ngh! Ah!”
Now, only the final gem remained. Anais, too overwhelmed by pleasure to even think about wiping the saliva flowing from her mouth, trembled atop Rahil. The sheer intensity of her pleasure was clouding her mind, leaving her focused solely on holding back her own clim@x.
Their method was simple: she had to hold back at the brink until Rahil felt like clim@xing too and then he would push through to time it perfectly. Although they’d failed many times, they’d succeeded 15 times so far—only one more to go.
“Ahh! Hngh, mm…”
Just as her concentration began to falter under the intensity of their pa$sionate kiss, her vision turned white. Thankfully, Rahil seemed to reach his peak at the same moment.
The final gem in the black diamond ring on their ring fingers turned pink, and they both felt the ring loosen.
Rahil quickly pulled the ring off Anais’s finger first. The now-loosened ring, too large for her finger, slipped off easily and was tossed off the bed. He immediately did the same with his own ring.
Finally! They had removed that cursed artifact!
Relief and joy surged through him. He wanted to throw that ominous object out of the room immediately, but they were still in the middle of their act. He had just cl*maxed, and Anais was still lost in the throes of pleasure, so he didn’t want to pull away just yet.
“Huh…?”
The familiar sensation of something spreading warmly in the tight space was something she was used to, but at some point, it became unfamiliar. The explicit, almost obsc*ne, feeling of the hot, st!cky substance spreading made not only Anais but even Rahil shudder.
What’s this?
Their startled eyes met. What had felt good before was now transforming into an unbearable, intense stimulation.
Rahil’s pen*s, which had started to soften, suddenly became hard and throbb!ng again. The sensation of Anais’s tight w@lls clenching around him in the aftermath of her org*sm was almost dizzying.
“W-wait… Don’t move, ahh!”
Knowing Anais’s limits, Rahil could see the confusion in her eyes, but he couldn’t stop himself from thrusting. He even reached up to pinch her e***t n*pples. That small act alone sent her over the edge again, not in a gentle moan, but in an immediate, powerful clim@x.
“Ahh, ah! Oh…”
As Anais’s back arched like a bow, Rahil gritted his teeth. Her body had always felt incredible, almost maddeningly so, but now it was even more intense. He knew he should be suspicious and wary of this sudden change, but…
‘There’s no way I can resist this!’
Overcome with pleasure, Rahil showered Anais’s trembling lips with kisses as he laid her down on the sofa. She seemed to struggle instinctively, as if trying to resist, but there was no way Rahil was going to let go.
“Just a little more…”
Holding her tightly, Rahil reveled in what might be their last moment of such intense pleasure. The way her bright blue eyes clouded with overwhelming ecstasy was breathtakingly beautiful.
So.
‘Forgive me, just for now.’
Because there would be no reason to use that cursed artifact ever again.
