For My Birthday, I Was Gifted Five Husbands - Chapter 44

Meanwhile, Eugenie struggled to suppress her moans, enduring the embarrassment of his kisses. Just the sight of his smooth silver hair swaying between her legs was unbearable.

However, more humiliating than the embarrassment in her vision was the reaction of her body. To be precise, it was the dampness pooling in her legs. Even though it was hidden by her bloomers, the thought of it becoming wet and sticking to her was overwhelming.

‘No, I can’t let this happen…’

What if Magnus saw and mocked her? Most importantly, what if she ended up c-mming all over her rival’s face?

That thought made her lower abdomen heat up. Whether it was fear or excitement, she couldn’t tell; her own body felt like a stranger to her.

But amidst all this, another hand crept under her skirt.

As it softly caressed her bottom, she grew anxious that those fingers would brush against her sensitive area. Her heart raced with anxiety, mingling with a sense of injustice.

‘Why is it just me feeling this way?’

After all, it was an unspoken agreement that they had to have s-x to some extent. There was really no reason to feel embarrassed, yet here she was, a mess of emotions.

And above all… She had already become so unraveled, yet Magnus still looked immaculate, save for a few stray strands of hair. That was what irritated Eugenie the most.

‘And just because it’s a ‘contract,’ he thinks he can have his way with me?’

Had he completely forgotten that they were rivals throughout their school days? That he could so casually have s-x with her now?

‘…Then at least he should be a little unraveled too.’

With great effort, Eugenie removed her hand from the table and scratched his shoulder beneath his elegant shirt and vest. The skin under the crisp fabric was noticeably hot to the touch.

“Napier, just tilt your head for a moment.”

“Why? What are you planning to do…?”

Magnus’s protest was cut short as Eugenie pulled him toward her forcefully and bit his lips in a passionate kiss.

In an instant, it was Magnus who froze, while Eugenie struggled to push her tongue through the gap between his slightly parted lips.

Unlike her stiff body, the inside of Magnus’s mouth was warm and soft. It was as hot as the skin on his shoulder that Eugenie had just touched with her fingertips.

While she was accustomed to kissing from the male side, it was rare for her to take the initiative, making her movements somewhat clumsy. However, there was a certain thrill in teasingly licking his tongue from below.

‘If he plays it this quietly, maybe it’ll be better.’

But was it her competitive spirit fueling her excitement?

“Hah, mmm…”

Her tongue began to move more passionately of its own accord. As her partner regained his senses, he grabbed the back of her head, pulling her in for a deeper kiss that left her breathless.

Even when they broke apart to catch their breath, their lips clung together as if they had melded into one. Each time their warm breaths mingled, she felt an uncontrollable urge to thrust her hips, making her lungs ache from the effort of suppressing it.

After a while, when they finally parted, a soft sheen sparkled in his silver hair.

Eugenie gasped for air, her eyes shining with a sense of superiority. The thrill of being the first to shake that proud face was far more exhilarating than any praise from a professor.

“Sorry, Napier.”

“……”

“That wasn’t your first kiss, was it?”

Eugenie teased, expecting Magnus to fire back with a smooth retort. She knew he had been somewhat popular during their school days, so he must have kissed someone in the shadows of the corridors at some point.

However, his silence lingered far longer than she had anticipated.

“……”

“Wait a second.”

“……”

“Was that really your first kiss?”

Eugenie asked seriously. In an instant, she felt like trash, a thorn stuck in her throat.

But seeing the faint blush creeping across his well-defined face made her want to tease him even more.

“Hmm, what am I supposed to do about being sorry?”

“……”

“But it’s okay since I’m your wife, right?”

At Eugenie’s question, Magnus’s lips pressed tightly together. The brief moment of losing composure left him feeling wounded, but the fact that Eugenie Norton had kissed other men was even more troubling.

He had convinced himself he could tolerate the idea of other men existing, acting as if he was relaxed and indifferent. He had thought Eugenie would eventually leave Peter Lamburg behind and find a new man, and he had patiently waited for that to happen, like a loyal dog.

Now, everything felt absurdly funny. The most ridiculous part was that, even after hearing a question that cracked his pride, he felt his lower body tighten more and more.