I Became the Emperor’s Sleeping Pill - Chapter 39 - R-18

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Edin’s er*ction strained impossibly against his trousers as he pulled Lysei toward the bathroom.

“Then let’s just do it….” Lysei murmured, her gaze fixed on Edin’s engorged length as she was practically dragged along.

“No.”

He’d ordered the bath prepared the moment they arrived at the Rose Palace. He couldn’t bear to touch her, not with the Empress’s taint still upon him. He’d intended to cleanse himself first, then seek her out. But Lysei’s intoxicating scent, which had enveloped him from the hallway, had drawn him in. He’d only meant to hold her for a moment, just until he could bathe. Yet, once she was in his arms, he found he couldn’t let her go.

He didn’t know how much time had passed. The caresses that began in the bathroom continued as they moved to the bedroom. Lysei watched Edin, his lips and tongue lavishing attention on her body, a strange feeling blossoming within her.

Usually, when the rut cycle arrived, he became a beast, driven by pure instinct. Even in the original story, there was an episode where Edin, transformed into a beast, remembered nothing.

She’d assumed, when he’d nudged his baseball bat-sized er*ction against her in the bathroom, his eyes glazed over, that he would become a ravenous animal, taking her with savage abandon. But, strangely, he hadn’t.

He’d resisted the urge then, and now, even in the bed, he continued to tease and tantalize, his touch leaving a trail of achingly sensitive marks across her skin. Nearly an hour of this exquisite torture had left her drenched and desperate. He always prioritized foreplay, but this felt excessive, almost agonizing. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Lysei reached out and grasped his hardened length.

“Kh.” A low groan escaped Edin’s lips as he nuzzled her underarm.

“Hurry….” Her core ached, pleading for release. Lysei guided his er*ction towards her entrance. At her provocation, Edin finally sat up. His possessive touches, begun in the bathroom, had blossomed into a tapestry of red marks across Lysei’s body. The sight of them, scattered across her pale skin, seemed to finally satisfy him. He covered her hand, still wrapped around his throbbing er*ction, and began to slowly pump it up and down.

Is he seriously making me m*sturbate him? With my own hand? Annoyance flared, and Lysei tightened her grip, a hint of pain in her action.

“Kh… Ha… Kh kh.” Edin groaned at her action, then a low chuckle rumbled in his chest. “Lysei.”

“….”

She yearned to be consumed by him, to drown in the waves of pleasure, but he still showed no sign of entering her. Impatience, mixed with a strange sense of frustration, knitted her brows together. Edin brushed his lips against hers.

“When the rut cycle comes, I’m always consumed by desire.”

Then just do it already.

“But right now, my mind is strangely clear.”

Is a clear mind really what we need right now? I need you to be consumed by lvst. Not just kissing and touching, but thrusting and taking me.

“Why do you think that is?”

I don’t know, and I don’t care. Just please, take me now.

“Lysei, it’s because of you.”

What? Are you saying you’re not ar0used because of me? After everything you’ve done to my body? Lysei stared at him, incredulous. Edin chuckled, a sigh laced within the sound, and pressed his lips against the back of her hand.

“I want to make you completely mine. I want to consume all of you.”

Yes, that’s why you’ve covered me in love bites. I get it. Now can we please move on?

“Will you allow me?”

How many times do I have to tell you? Just do it!

Frustration choked her. Just as she opened her mouth to give her consent, Edin spoke.

“If you’re alright with it, I want to spend my rut like this, with you.” He’d come to the Rose Palace because he couldn’t think of anyone but her. But he hesitated, worried about how his desires would further alter Lysei’s fate. His feelings for her were this profound; he could control the burning need within him, all for her.

Lysei closed her eyes. If she refused, Edin would endure an agonizing rut. Knowing him, he wouldn’t seek another woman, and given his strained relationship with the Empress, he wouldn’t turn to her either. She was the only one who could offer him solace. Slowly, she opened her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Yes.” It was a single word, granting him complete permission.

The moment her consent was given, Edin parted her slick folds and plunged into her, burying himself to the hilt. Her drenched walls eagerly welcomed him, clenching around him in a warm embrace.