Chapter 49
“Wh, what did I do? Ah…!”
As if applying moisture petal by petal, he kneaded her and revealed the hidden bud. When his fingertips found the sensitive point and rubbed it, a sharp stimulation burst through her, and Ephinia’s hips jerked.
“Ah. I really want to just suck it. I think I could make you c*m in one go.”
“D-Don’t say strange things… mm…”
With a wet sound, the finger that had been rubbing at the entrance suddenly pushed inside. Unable to endure the stimulation, Ephinia buried her face in Kasselard’s chest.
“…You keep doing cute things too.”
She grabbed his clothes tightly as she tried to endure it. The fabric wrinkled between her fingers, but Kasselard didn’t seem to care at all.
When his finger slid in until the hilt and felt her tightening around it, he curled the tip slightly. As he slowly rubbed whatever he touched inside, exploring the soft flesh, Ephinia’s golden eyes trembled in a fluster.
Her fear that her clothes might get wet had not been unfounded. Even with only a single finger moving inside her, her inner walls were already contracting and releasing slick moisture again and again.
“Mm, ah…!”
“Don’t bite your lips.”
Pulling her tightly into his arms, Kasselard whispered softly. His gaze from such close range was embarrassing, yet so sweet it made her flustered.
He pressed a kiss near her lips as he slowly moved his finger. The wet, searching friction inside brought a shameful pleasure, and Ephinia’s expression began to fall apart.
“Ah… don’t look… ah! I don’t like it…”
As her inner walls tightened and responded, his finger relentlessly worked at that spot. Startled by her own rising voice, Ephinia hurriedly shut her mouth. Kasselard smiled and said,
“If we kiss, the sound won’t leak out.”
Isn’t that right? The look on his face was irritating. Even as she bit her lips in protest, his fingers found her sensitive spot again, and a higher-pitched cry escaped. As her melting interior pulsed and clung around his finger, she felt like she would cry from embarrassment.
“Ah… ah! Mm… ah…”
Trying desperately to suppress her growing moans, Ephinia looked at him with a tearful expression. From the moment she bit her lips, he had already been licking them, so it was no different from a kiss.
More than that, she was afraid the servants of the Lanas household, who saw her every day, might hear.
With tears gathering in her eyes, Ephinia spoke.
“You can… kiss… so the sound… ah…!”
The moment she gave permission, Kasselard’s tongue pushed in and filled her mouth. With guiding now occurring through contact above and below, the efficiency increased, and the growing pleasure made Ephinia’s eyes widen.
“Mm?! Ah…!”
The kiss was relentless and greedy. Gone was the gentle whispering from before. He took her mouth as if devouring it, sucking deeply, and Ephinia’s mind spun.
‘Why does even this feel good?!’
His fingers moving inside her became more intense, the wet sounds of friction filling the air. She didn’t last long before tightening around his fingers and going over the edge, and Kasselard’s blue eyes glinted.
“Ah…! Mm…!”
Her face, trembling as she climaxed, looked unbearably lovely to him. Even as her inner walls tightened around his fingers, Kasselard moved without hesitation, focused only on driving her higher. Overwhelmed by the continuing pleasure, Ephinia whimpered against his lips.
“Ah… mm…!”
When he released her lips at the look in her golden eyes, as if she had something to say, Ephinia let out a sweet moan and pleaded.
“Ah…! Please… stop… no, keep… ah!”
Kasselard took her lips again, watching her trembling waist with rapt attention as his fingers moved obscenely. When he pushed a second finger inside, the pressure increased, but the steady flow of moisture let him move freely.
The sensation was different from before. The guiding was happening with an efficiency far beyond anything until now. But neither Kasselard nor Ephinia even glanced at the magic device that measured his waves.
His head felt dizzy. He had never seen anything so obscene and so lovely. He was touching her, yet he wanted more, enough to drive him mad.
‘My lovable Ephinia!’
“Mm…!”
With tears clinging to the ends of her lashes, Ephinia arched and trembled, then went limp. Only then did Kasselard release her lips and slowly lick them as they quivered.
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