Chapter 35
The pressure of being completely enveloped by him didn’t feel unpleasant. Rather, she liked the way he held her so tightly that she couldn’t move. It might have been the satisfaction that came from wanting there to be nothing between him and herself.
“Ah, hn!”
The hard length finally pressed firmly against her c******s. The current that had been climbing up her spine surged all the way to the top of her head at once. Soaking through her undergarments, Elaria let a cry spill into his mouth.
Her body trembled visibly as she reached climax. Watching her fully unfocused pupils up close, Lucian slowly pulled his lips away.
“Huu.”
With his fingertips, he wiped the saliva that had smeared onto his lips and placed it into his mouth. Then, after briefly sucking his fingers, he wiped the moisture from her lips and pushed it back into her mouth.
The sensation of her tongue against his fingers was too soft and smooth to ignore. From her slackened lips, he overlapped his thumb and forefinger and drew her tongue out, deliberately pulling it long.
Watching her honey-colored eyes tremble faintly, Lucian slowly lowered his head. The tips of their tongues met. Through the connected passage, his saliva slowly flowed down. Elaria stared blankly as he let his saliva drip into her mouth.
Before she could even register the way his saliva was gradually filling her mouth, he released her tongue and closed her lips. Then he whispered in a low, husky voice.
“Swallow, Elaria.”
There was surely some kind of magic in his low, sweet voice. Because whenever he spoke, she wanted to obey without question.
Elaria swallowed his saliva. The sound of it sliding down her throat echoed clearly.
At that moment, the carriage stopped. The coachman’s voice announced that they had arrived.
Normally, a servant waiting outside would open the door, but Lucian couldn’t even wait that long. Lifting Elaria lightly into his arms, he opened the carriage door himself. Jumping down in a single motion, he ignored the servants’ greetings and strode inside.
At his attitude, the servants fell silent and bowed their heads all at once. Only the sound of his footsteps echoed across the quiet lobby.
Returning straight to his room, Lucian laid Elaria down on the bed.
“Lu, Lucian…”
“Yes, Elaria.”
Answering her immediately, he grabbed the fabric at her chest and pulled. With a tearing sound, the cloth ripped apart and fell to the floor. Gripping the torn fabric again, he pulled downward.
The dress that had wrapped around her slender body ripped in half and dropped at once. He tore off his own clothes just as roughly and climbed onto the bed. When both his feet were fully on the mattress, the shoes caught at his toes fell to the floor with a dull sound.
As if that were a signal, he moved in without hesitation and spread her slender, pale legs wide. He wanted to recreate the sight he had seen with his own eyes the night before.
But before that, he had to check the place that had still been swollen that morning.
So the next moment, he buried his head between her legs.
“Ah! Lucian!”
Elaria gasped. Even after washing, it would have been startling, but he had climbed onto the bed the moment they returned from going out. Her whole body flushed red as she struggled, but his arm held her thigh firmly in place.
She felt his fingers pulling at her outer folds. She could also feel his breath flowing into the parted skin. The fact that she was completely exposed before his eyes was both humiliating and strangely arousing.
With slow fingertips, he traced the mound and the soft hair, then rubbed along the surface of the parted inner folds.
“Ahh…”
“Elaria, the swelling seems to have gone down.”
“Mm, yes…”
Meaning that he had checked enough and should lift his head, she did something she had never done before. She reached down and grasped his shining silver hair where it moved between her legs.
As if pleading with him to lift his head, she held it and gave a slight pull.
But he didn’t move at all. As if her tugging at his hair meant nothing.
Instead, he spoke.
“Ah, so it came out from here.”
She didn’t understand what he meant by that. But she clearly knew that he had opened her completely and was looking at her.
“Ah, please…”
“The opening is very small.”
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