I Abandoned the Male Lead Who Cheated with the Villainess - Chapter 207

She even laughed as she said it!

Thanks to this, Herix felt for the first time a sense of excitement over a ‘gift.’ It was a completely different anticipation than when he would watch the nobles flaunting their gift boxes.

‘I wonder what Ivonne has prepared.’

If he were to be a little greedy, he hoped it would be forgiveness. Though it was an irreverent thought, something he couldn’t even consider properly, it would be a lie to say he wasn’t excited.

Of course, he wasn’t asking for forgiveness right away for what he had done. What he wanted to hear was that she would try to forgive him.

This wish of Herix’s was both a bit too much and also quite trivial. And yet, for someone like him, who had such thoughts,

“Uh, …do you like it?”

With a soft touch from Ivonne, the loose sash of her thin robe fell to the ground.

“…You don’t like it?”

With her shoulders flushed red, she stepped slowly into the bright afternoon sunlight, revealing a perfectly smooth silhouette. Her face was set with a determined expression.

“Now that you’ve reached adulthood…”

It was truly an unexpected gift.

Her arms wrapped around his neck, and she slowly slid down.

“Ah…!”

The high-pitched voice cut through the twilight. There wasn’t a single part of her that wasn’t blushing. Everywhere the man’s dry lips touched, hot blooms of passion erupted. His large hands grabbed her slender waist, pulling her down.

“Ugh!”

Could it really go even deeper? Stars burst before her eyes. It felt like if she didn’t hold onto something, she would lose her mind. Her fingers gripped the sheets tightly, turning pale.

“Hold me again, please. Okay?”

The man pressed his lips into the rounded flesh, which bulged between his fingers and urged her.

“Wait… it’s too… Ah! Just a little, I… I need a break!”

The man’s movements became fiercer. Between their bodies, the wet sound of their union grew louder with passion.

“No.”

If she didn’t hold him again, the torment seemed as though it would never end.

‘I said I wanted to rest…!’

Her heart ached with frustration. She didn’t know it would take so much strength just to lift her arm. Struggling, she managed to wrap her arms around his thick neck, and from above, a satisfied chuckle fell. She barely managed to open her eyes.

“Ah…”

The man, just now an adult and still looking youthful, was smiling widely. His purple eyes, drenched in ecstasy, met hers as if waiting for the moment. It was clear that being held by her was the happiest moment in the world for him.

The man whispered like a devil.

“Can I… kiss you again?”

His sweet voice made her brain feel like it was melting.

Why, when he was already holding her tightly, with no place to escape, and tormenting her by filling her up till it was overflowing, why was he asking such an innocent question?

Her body, still burning and not cooling down, once again began to simmer with something inside. She knew all too well that this was the desire to devour the cute man before her. So, instead of answering, she raised her body, which has no part untouched, and kissed him first.

“…!”

Surprised, his stiff body quickly wrapped around hers with strong muscles, pulling her to sit on top of him in an instant.

“Ugh!”

It hurts! The sound was swallowed by the man’s mouth, which was pulling her soft body closer. It was so deep—how much more must she be taken before it reached the end? Fear crept in, and without realizing it, she pulled her body up, only to hear a whimper between their lips.

“Mmm.”

It sounded like a child stubbornly refusing. It was hard to imagine that the man making such a cute noise was the same one using brute force to thrust into her. The strength that tightly held her waist and hips, preventing her from twisting, was as stimulating as the pillar of fire.

A long, silver thread barely hung between their lips before snapping. When she kissed the end, his face turned bright red. His face, which was now completely red, buried itself between her b*****s.

“…I like it… I like it so much.”

It felt like a dream, his whisper traveled up the wet hill, reigniting her body once again. Encouraged by his voice, she slowly lowered herself, finally feeling his hard thighs against her aching hips.

“Ah, ugh… Ivonne…”

His low voice was deep and long. She really liked that. She wanted to see the man before her lose his composure. She pulled his handsome face from between her flesh and met his gaze.

His flushed face was full of desperate love. It was a raw, innocent form of love, pouring violently and without any escape.

“Ah…”

Since the last time when Herix showed her his desires, she’d been curious about something.

Why had she felt so eager at that moment? Why did just thinking of Herix make her insides churn, making her want to cry even when she was still?

She wanted to understand where this feeling came from. So, she took the chance. She thought if she did this, maybe she would understand if she could forgive Herix.

She heard his voice in her head.

— I like you.

It wasn’t about forgiveness. Between her dry lips, as she gasped, a sob slipped out. The distorted expression was reflected clearly in his purple eyes.

The only person who understands, the one who shares the same loneliness, each other’s savior.

Ivonne and Herix.