Violet Zerotta's Hasty Marriage - Chapter 34
He murmured from between her legs. Aldrick, who chose to voice a truth they both already knew, then proceeded to lick up every drop of that wetness.
He didn’t stop at licking it. He tasted the ceaselessly flowing depth of her well. His thick tongue, like a snake, passed through her entrance and invaded the inner walls of her flesh.
Wet sounds echoed in her ears. The secretive and debauched act made Violet’s whole body feel as though it were burning.
“Your scent, my darling… it’s so sweet, I think I might lose my mind.”
Aldrick murmured in a daze. And truly, her husband seemed to have lost his mind. But the one who couldn’t pull herself together in front of him was no better.
“Aldrick, stop, please… stop…”
Now, the insides of her thighs were trembling with arousal. It felt as if something intense had already swept through her once. And yet her body was craving even more stimulation. She thought she might go mad.
This couldn’t go on.
Violet pressed her knees around his head and tapped at his back with her heels. If Aldrick kept teasing her just a little more, it felt like she’d completely lose control. She was at her limit.
Finally, at her fierce resistance, Aldrick emerged from beneath her skirt.
He looked at Violet with a grin like a carnivore satisfied after a feast.
But he still seemed unsatisfied.
“I have not brought you full pleasure yet.”
He gently lifted Violet’s limp body and turned her onto her stomach. As he leaned over her from behind, whispering in a deep, low voice near her ear, Violet’s heart trembled.
She was the one who had suggested speaking formally, so why did she suddenly regret it? She couldn’t understand why Aldrick’s respectful words sounded so shameless.
Her strength was gone. She lay draped over the bed, only her upper body held up slightly.
Her skirt, shamelessly, was bunched up completely. Though the dress hadn’t been entirely removed, both her b*****s and hips were fully exposed.
The guest room in the Count’s mansion had excellent lighting. Just a few steps from the bed, through a polished glass window, the well-maintained garden could be seen at a glance.
If someone really wanted to, they might be able to see them.
The fact that they were doing such a thing in broad daylight was unbelievable. But Violet no longer had the will to resist. Rather, she hoped Aldrick would quickly bring her the pleasure she was now used to. She felt as if she had no shame left.
Aldrick wrapped her from behind with his large body and showered kisses down the nape of her neck. Their touching bodies radiated heat. Violet welcomed the warmth of Aldrick’s body pressed along her back.
He slipped a hand underneath and grasped her chest, crushed against the bed, teasing her n*****s while pinching and rolling them.
Violet’s body, sensitized from the nights spent with Aldrick, reacted strongly to the slightest touch. Every time he fondled the small, coral-colored tips, her inner walls contracted, weeping tears of pleasure. Between his saliva and her own fluids, the area below was a mess even without looking.
She let out a moan, a mixture of pleasure and pain. As if tormenting her on purpose, Aldrick rubbed his fully e***t manhood, already slick, against her soaked entrance. The scraping friction made her hips tremble violently.
“You seem to be in great distress, my wife. What would you like me to do? I will move as you command.”
Though he hadn’t pushed inside, he mimicked the motion of entering her, grinding against her just like the real thing. Even that alone sent shivers of sensation through Violet’s body, making her suck in her breath.
This was clearly revenge for what had happened earlier that morning. Violet was certain of it. But there was nothing she could do.
“Aldrick…”
“What is it that you wish for…”
At another slow thrust, her insides clenched from both the stimulation and anticipation.
“Please say it clearly. You managed quite well this morning, didn’t you?”
“Put… Put it in…”
“I can’t quite hear you.”
“Please… put it in…”
She thought they were even, but it seemed Violet could never win against Aldrick. Still, she wasn’t angry. All she felt was a desperate urgency for Aldrick to do something—anything—to her.
“Please put it in, my dear. Quickly…”
Even though she was the one who had asked for formal speech, Aldrick now looked incredibly aroused by her words. At her barely spoken plea, he bit into her nape and hurriedly thrust himself inside her.
