Chapter 150
The consistency of his affections, his unwavering nature—because of these, her heart was slowly beginning to open.
Whether this was love, affection, or something in between, she couldn’t quite tell… but at the very least, it was dear to her.
“At this point, I don’t think I could ever let you go.”
She let the thought slip off her tongue, pushing it out gently. She didn’t dislike seeing how happy it made him—she just found it a little embarrassing.
“I don’t know how long we’ll be together, but… as long as we can, I want to be.”
“Really?”
“Yes, really.”
“I love hearing that, my dear.”
The bedroom, with its wide-open windows, felt warm and comforting. Thanks to Pamilla’s diligent care, everything was in perfect order.
She preferred the sofa to the bed, so she sat there. Yasamin plopped down beside her, pulling her head onto his shoulder.
“Once we move the capital, we’ll need an heir. When should we have one? Our child.”
“So suddenly?”
“If I were the one who could get pregnant, I’d want to have one right away. But I can’t.”
Ever since the topic of children had come up, Yasamin had shown great interest in it.
She had even heard that he had been asking around about how to be a good father, which was… admittedly endearing.
“The Nu clan still hasn’t been fully dealt with. It would be better to wait until there are no uncertainties.”
“I could just cut off their heads. Dead men can’t do anything.”
“Not that kind of solution. Do you want our heir to inherit a kingdom built on blood?”
He was always so impatient.
When she pinched his cheek again, this time, he leaned in, offering his lips.
He was asking for a kiss.
She stared at him, incredulous, but he remained steadfast.
In the end, she had no choice but to give him a light peck.
And just like that, his fingers intertwined with hers.
It was natural, yet every point of contact sent a shiver through her skin. She squeezed her eyes shut at the sensation.
Clearly, it’s touching the body, but why does it feel like the edge of the heart is being touched?
It wasn’t inserted deep inside, but the tickling sensation was just like that.
“Honey.”
Yasamin, noticing her condition, calls out leisurely.
Siren, fluttering her eyelids, turns her head.
“You should look at me, huh?”
“……Haah.”
“Your breath is quick. Are you hot?”
He’s chuckling, but his lower half is no less intense.
Unlike women, men’s feelings are quite obvious.
Siren, staring at him blankly, suddenly felt like sucking that.
She wanted to see Yasamin’s face turn red and drive him crazy while she remained indifferent.
“Your gaze is lewd.”
“Correct.”
As she simply answered and loosened his pants, Yasamin’s breath grew rougher this time.
“What are you going to do for me?”
“What you like.”
“…Can you handle it?”
Lifting her empty hand, she covered Yasamin’s mouth and busily moved her other hand.
Thwoong-!
Soon, a long and thick thing revealed itself.
The dark red object was always strange to see.
How could something shaped like this be attached?
It’s not a weapon, not a club, usually a vulnerable point, but in this situation, it’s a body part that can give pleasure to a woman, which is ridiculous and amazing.
“…….”
As she gently moved her hand, she could feel Yasamin’s thighs tensing.
Rubbing the thick glans with her palm, she gently teased the shaft with great care. As she caressed him until the transparent liquid dripped down, a languid moan escaped his throat.
“Ah… you’re driving me crazy again.”
As soon as she took her hand off his mouth, he grabbed her wrist and growled. His eyes were wild as if he wanted to thrust in immediately, but well, she didn’t want to do that today. She wanted to tease him.
Tucking the falling hair behind her ear and lowering her head, Siren stuck out her tongue and licked the tip.
Enjoying the way his waist swayed, she meticulously licked him and then swallowed him deep into her mouth, causing Yasamin to grab her hair and yank her head.
“Ah, honey. If you’re going to do it, do it properly. Huh?”
It hurt because it reached her throat all at once, but she didn’t want to stop. Deliberately opening her throat and swallowing his c**k, she suppressed her nausea and slowly moved it in and out.
“Ah…….”
It was always her who was driven crazy, but hearing a man’s moan like this felt good. It felt like she had the upper hand.
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