We're Married, After All - Chapter 30
How far… has he reached…
Danel’s breath poured over my chest. With his head bowed low, the man growled like a beast, but then he lifted his gaze and locked eyes with mine. Beneath his expressionless face, something dark and oppressive flickered.
And then, the bed shook violently.
“Ugh, mmph… ahh, mmmph…”
Instinctively, my nails dug into his chest. In response, Danel exhaled a sweet, heavy breath. As if the pain from my nails and his own relentless pressure on his chest brought him the height of pleasure, his length swelled dangerously.
Everything felt overwhelming. The pleasure Danel was pouring into me was unbearable, leaving me breathless.
But I didn’t stop him. Instead, I clenched around him, desperately yearning for more. Instinctively, I understood—what he had done before, dragging against my inner walls, wasn’t enough. To unleash this unrelenting, surging pleasure, I needed him deeper.
Deeper into the place only he could reach, the place he had painstakingly claimed and tamed.
Squeak, creak, squeak.
The bed groaned under the force. Danel no longer cared about the knights standing outside the door. It wasn’t enough for him to plunge into my soft inner walls with his length and fingers—he pressed down with his full weight, driving himself even harder. He wasn’t holding back, and the sheer intensity made my vision blur.
“Ahh, ngh, ahh… mmph, ugh!”
The sound bubbling from my throat grew louder and louder until it finally spilled out past my lips. I knew the next sound escaping me would undoubtedly be a scream.
In the end, I bit down on his fingers and sucked on them, swallowing my sounds. I didn’t want the knights—who were undoubtedly nearby—to know what we were doing, even if it wouldn’t have mattered to a servant.
The problem was that my actions seemed to excite Danel even more, as he gritted his teeth audibly.
“….”
Danel’s throat bobbed heavily. As if trying to suppress something that threatened to burst out, he exhaled sharply, biting back his breath. Finally, he withdrew his fingers from my mouth, only to press his lips to mine, stealing my breath as if it were his own.
“Mm… “
His now-freed arms wrapped tightly around my neck and waist. Holding me firmly, Danel pressed his large glans against my womb, pushing insistently. A sensation that was both pain and vibration spread all the way down to my toes. The lower part of me that had swallowed him overflowed with juices as though drooling uncontrollably.
Danel tilted his head, deepening the kiss. His hot tongue ravaged my mouth. It plunged in like his length, sweeping through my mouth, swallowing the saliva spilling out, and leaving his scent everywhere. It felt like I was being penetrated alternately from above and below.
The bed’s creaking cries grew louder and louder. Danel kept driving me further, deeper, as if afraid I might escape. He held me tight, again and again, ensuring there was no room to pull away. My soaked inner walls were stretched and filled to the point of bursting.
He pushed in once more, invading deeper and deeper. I spread my legs wider, taking in the overwhelming heat pressing into me. With that, another wave of climax swept over me, one of countless times.
Danel. Danel.
My countless cries were swallowed into his mouth. The breaths and moans I exhaled seemed to fill his entire being, and then Danel’s s***t released a thick, viscous liquid. Realizing it, he ground his glans into me, smearing his release onto my womb walls. The sensation was shockingly thick and searingly hot.
How long had I been overwhelmed by pleasure?
Suddenly, Danel hooked his arms under my legs. My legs, looped like rings, were lifted toward the ceiling along with his arms. My lower body, including my hips, was entirely raised, leaving me in an utterly humiliating position.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, holding on tightly. The relentless pounding inside me left me breathless with anticipation, filling me with a desperate sense of urgency. My inner walls, having climaxed countless times, began to greedily cling to him once more.
“Ugh, mmph, ahh, ngh…!”
The frenzied thrusts melted me like ice left under the spring sun. The scent of our union filled the bedroom, thick and heady.
Danel let out a beast-like breath, steadying himself. His thighs pressed firmly against my back, bracing him as he aligned the head of his length against my womb, locking it in place.
A torrent of s***n poured out from his tip. My body trembled at the sensation of the stream pounding against my womb. Heat spread from deep within my lower abdomen, even as his flesh continued to move slowly inside me.
Danel poured everything he had into me—into my womb. Not a single drop was spared.
“…Laurea.”
He called my name in a voice that sounded as if it would choke me.
I gasped for air through lips that had separated at some point. I waited a moment longer, but Danel said nothing more. Instead, he adjusted my disheveled clothing with a look that hinted he had much to say.
Amid the haze of pleasure clouding my mind, stray questions began to take root.
How many nights had I spent being tamed by this man? How much had he, in turn, been tamed by me?
And…
‘Why did he make that choice?’
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Whether it was out of consideration for me or because my presence was inconvenient, Danel left Lamprey Castle with me the following morning. As a result, I never even got close to the hospital and returned straight to the estate.
Up until then, I remember being optimistic. Danel was always busy, and I had plenty of time.
But things changed the moment Danel returned to the manor. He started spending more time around me, not necessarily engaging in activities together but simply staying by my side or positioning himself in places where he could watch me. My daily life became more subtly controlled.
Because of that, I was left unable to do anything. Not only could I not figure out how Danel knew my secret that no one else did, or why he had the Baroness keep me away from the hospital, but I wasn’t even able to go up to the study anymore.
The most frustrating part was not knowing why.
Everything had seemed fine in the carriage. Even during our shared walk in the afternoon, there hadn’t been any noticeable signs. So why had it come to this?
As the time I had to myself dwindled, I grew increasingly impatient and fixated on one thought—Danel’s next outing.
With Danel conducting all his work by my side, his lieutenant became visibly distressed. There were clearly tasks that required Danel’s presence elsewhere, but he postponed them, remaining near me. Over time, the lieutenant’s anxiety became so evident that even I could sense it.
However, I didn’t side with the lieutenant. Instead, I waited. If there was work that couldn’t be done from his desk, surely he would eventually need to go in person to handle it. At some point, he’d have to leave for inspections. Perhaps something like the business at Lamprey Castle, which would require at least a two-hour carriage ride.
And after that long wait, today was finally the day.
“….”
When I opened my eyes on the bed, I instinctively realized that the opportunity had finally come. The room was still dark outside, and the sheets bore the unmistakable remnants of the lascivious fluids we had spilled the night before. It seemed the maid hadn’t changed the bedding, likely out of fear of waking me.
To confirm, I stepped into Danel’s adjoining room. True to his ascetic nature, Danel lived simply, and that simplicity made one detail stand out—the empty spot on the shoe rack.
“Ha…ha…”
A dry laugh escaped my lips.
Somehow, I had a feeling today would bring milk tea.
