Violet Zerotta's Hasty Marriage - Chapter 27
After departing from Saint-Loure, Violet and Aldrick continued their leisurely journey toward the capital. After two months, they finally arrived near Mallo, the capital city of the Illo Kingdom.
“Hmmngh, aht, Aldrick— Ahhngh—”
Mallo was the largest city in the kingdom, a place every Illo citizen wished to visit at least once. This ancient city, intertwined with the kingdom’s founding and history, was also renowned in the songs and tales of minstrels as the ‘City of Love’.
“People from Mallo are said to be much more open-minded than those from other parts of Illo.”
However, Violet and Aldrick had yet to enter this famed city.
“Ugh, ngh, don’t—don’t talk while you’re putting it in…”
“I was just answering… your question.”
Aldrick’s speech broke in rhythm with his thrusts. Violet, her head melting like jelly, barely managed to pick up his words.
Currently, they were in a small inn near Mallo.
“So, ngh, when, ah, exactly do you plan to, hhk, enter that city of love? Aaah—”
The plan was to have already reached the city, but they found themselves still confined to the inn, unable to move.
Aldrick didn’t answer that question and simply focused on what he was doing.
When Aldrick’s large hand reached from behind and kneaded her soft b****t, Violet let out a shrill scream.
Even so, worried the fluttering curtain might reveal them outside, she clung tightly to the cheap wool fabric like a lifeline.
But the moment his thumb rubbed hard against her n****e, her strength gave out and she let go of the curtain again.
Her lower half was already a mess from the relentless upward thrusting, and with her now-sensitive b*****s being stimulated too, she couldn’t endure it.
Though she had joined with Aldrick countless times over the past month, this position was a first. She didn’t hate it, but the stimulation was overwhelming.
Aldrick, regardless of Violet’s condition, kept ramming into her roughly from behind. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh was loud.
A short while later, when Aldrick pressed in and twisted his hips as though trying to shove in all the way to his scrotum, Violet finally collapsed under the excessive stimulation.
“You okay?”
Aldrick quickly scooped up Violet as she slid down the wall, looking slightly apologetic.
“You… really…”
Violet glared at Aldrick with a hint of resentment, and he instantly wilted like a scolded puppy.
“I told you we should have just left already, but you didn’t even pretend to listen, did you?”
It was just as they were about to leave the inn, putting their clothes on.
Even though they had spent the night voraciously devouring each other, Aldrick—excited again for some reason—had clung to her from behind, and this was the result.
Her husband was young, and overflowing with stamina. Though Violet wasn’t quite old enough to be called experienced, it was still hard for her to keep up with his energy.
Violet narrowed her eyes.
This was a small rebellion against the tyranny he had shown lately.
Ever since they had torn down their walls with each other, Aldrick had shown no mercy in bed. And Violet was usually the one swept away by that torrential current.
“Sorry, I just…”
Violet tried to scold him, pretending to be angry, but as always, it didn’t work.
If there was one thing she had realized painfully over the past two months, it was that it was nearly impossible to stay angry at Aldrick.
Especially in a situation like this.
Sitting naked on the wooden floor of an inn, it was hard to hold onto any seriousness.
Violet bit down on her lip to stop a helpless laugh from escaping.
Before her sat Aldrick, his face a mixture of guilt and awkwardness.
Because Violet had collapsed, his member had slipped out of her, still fully aroused and glistening with her fluids.
It felt like the first time she had seen that weapon-like thing from so close. Thick veins bulged along the sturdy s***t, twitching with Aldrick’s breathing, emphasizing its intimidating presence.
As Violet lowered her gaze and looked at it, her stomach tingled.
The thought that such a huge thing had been inside her was both astonishing and left her feeling regretful that the act had stopped.
Violet had a mischievous thought for a moment.
She pushed against Aldrick’s shoulder. Of course, her slender arms wouldn’t make that solid body so much as budge.
Aldrick looked at her with a face that asked, What are you doing?
And Violet, slightly sulky, irritably climbed onto his body.
