Towards the Winter Cabin of Serenity and Madness, Cinderella Runs - Chapter 142
Kyden’s heartbeat quickened. It had been a while since he had seen such an enthusiastic Roel.
During their time in the cabin, there were many days when she would be the one to make the first move, but the Roel he saw again now seemed so detached that he felt like a beast driven by instinct.
Has she grown tired? Did she need something different? Suddenly, he became serious.
“Roel.”
“Yes?”
“Couples shouldn’t hide things from each other.”
“Um… what do you mean?”
“If there’s something you need or if you’re dissatisfied, you should tell me anytime.”
“…I don’t have anything? Ugh!”
Kyden rubbed Roel’s bottom and slipped a finger inside her. If she was sufficiently wet, it would have felt as smooth as touching soapy water, but it was still too tight.
“You’re not wet. Let me suck on you. Get on top.”
“…That feels a bit embarrassing.”
Roel pulled her chin down and narrowed her brows. The idea of sitting on his face while he lay down was unsettling for her.
“It’s okay.”
He suddenly moved downward and positioned himself between her legs, much like someone cleaning the floor of a carriage.
When Roel tried to move in panic, he gripped her hips tightly, preventing her from getting up, and took her into his mouth. His handsome face was pressed beneath her.
He didn’t care about that and looked up at her expression while swirling his thick tongue around. He greedily suckled on her, enjoying her descent into ecstasy.
“Ugh…”
Roel’s waist trembled as she felt a tingling sensation. Unable to withstand his gaze, she squeezed her eyes shut. She couldn’t bear to meet his eyes as he savored her, as if he found it delicious.
“You’re so perverted.”
“Hmm.”
“Ugh, stop… stop it.”
Her body leaned forward repeatedly. The mix of guilt and pleasure sent her blood racing. Her face must have been flushed bright red.
“Ah, ah…!”
In an instant, a thick wave of pleasure spread through her body. It felt as if she was jolted by static electricity, her body jolting up before her thigh muscles quivered. As she reached a peak, and Kyden released his hold, her body collapsed sideways like a ragdoll.
“Ugh…”
Even after collapsing, Roel continued to tremble for a long time. He gently shook her as she breathed heavily.
“I told you to lie still. What are you doing?”
Exhausted from her climax, she shot him a glare. He should at least wipe those glistening lips…
Roel gathered her strength in her arms and finally managed to get up. If she gave up and lay down now, Kyden would surely insist on taking over, and if he seized control, things would only become more difficult for her.
She positioned herself on top of him and began to rub her wet core against him, every motion sending jolts of pleasure through her increasingly sensitive body.
After waiting for her senses to calm down, she swallowed him whole in one swift motion. A wave of fullness overwhelmed her, making it hard to breathe.
“Kyden…”
“Yeah?”
“I’m going to lie down.”
Indeed, she couldn’t maintain the seated position for long, and soon she collapsed on top of him, writhing her body against him.
As she swallowed him and languidly moved without any intention to really get into it, Kyden’s voice came out strained.
“You’re not planning to sleep like this… are you?”
Terrible memories flooded back—those nights when she had begged to initiate and then fallen asleep, leaving Kyden alone. He never wanted to experience that kind of painfully lonely night again.
“No, I’m not.”
Roel nuzzled her cheek against his neck. Though her insides felt tightly stretched and it was hard to breathe, there was a strange comfort to it. Perhaps it was the way their bodies were fitting together or the sound of his heartbeat near her ear, or maybe the warmth radiating from him.
Either way, it felt good.
“Haah…”
Kyden squeezed his eyes shut and placed a hand on his forehead. He looked like a monk enduring pleasure and pain, though that was only how it appeared.
The veins in his neck and arms bulged menacingly, and his member showed no signs of cooling as he continued to throb. The tension in his lower abdomen sent waves of pleasure that poked at his skull.
“I’ll go slow.”
Kyden bent his knees and lifted his hips. He grasped Roel’s waist firmly and began to rock his hips. The well-defined muscles along his spine moved fluidly.
As he moved slowly, Roel felt a wave of pleasure wash over her, escaping in a sultry moan. Remembering his earlier words, she whispered in his ear,
“Kyden… you said couples shouldn’t hide things from each other, right?”
“Haah… yeah.”
“Um, I think I like it slow like this. Gentle, like a calm lake.”
“…You’re driving me crazy.”
He clenched his jaw to suppress the overwhelming urge to thrust deeply. His eyes reddened, resembling a fierce guard at the gates of hell.
My precious and lovely wife. My delicate and fragile wife. My wife who makes me worry because of her weakness.
“Haa….”
My annoying yet adorable wife, who makes patience and pain feel sweet.
Kyden lightly nibbled on her neck and shivered as he thrust his hips. The pleasure that traveled up his spine felt thick and sticky, a pleasure so dense that it seemed he would never escape it.
