I Had No Complaints About This Marriage - Chapter 36

They were clearly cruel words, and yet—strangely—they sent a thrill through her. It was as if she was discovering some new, twisted preference. Even she was a little startled by herself.

Meanwhile, Herman kept his gaze locked on her. The sight of her b*****s pressed flat and rounded against the glass sent a cold rush to his head even as his lower body swelled in response. The tight clutch of her inner walls struggled against his invading fingers, resisting yet greedily pulsing around them.

Before long, the wet, filthy sounds of her dripping arousal filled the air. Squelch, slick. The obscene noise of her own desire was unmistakable. The window fogged with their shared heat.

“Ah—Hah, Herman…!”

“Come to think of it, you did say you were good at this.”

“I-I never—”

“Back then. When you came to seduce me.”

His vulgar words dripped with amusement as a wicked grin twisted his lips. Throb. The moment she processed them, a bolt of pleasure—so sharp it bordered on pain—crashed through her.

“‘I’m good at it.'”

“Ugh, hh, hhuk!”

“‘I just thought I should mention it, in case you were worried I might be a boring woman.'”

Hearing my own words spoken in Herman’s voice felt strangely e****c, almost unfamiliar. Soon, Herman ruthlessly stirred Esina’s inner walls, pressing his lips tightly against her ear.

“Who taught you?”

“Ah, ahhk…!”

“The stable boy? Or some other young servant?”

“Hahk, huk!”

“Who have you been with to be so confident?”

Esina felt inwardly flustered.

It was clearly meant to be a taunt, but his voice was so deep—or maybe it was the hot breath continuously blowing against her ear.

Ever since earlier, she kept getting involuntarily aroused, her insides clenching tightly. Despite his usually clear and refined tone, when he spoke low like this, his voice resonated like a cavern, overwhelmingly stimulating.

“And just how small were those guys?”

“Nngh!”

“You said you were good at it, yet it’s still this tight?”

As he spoke, his fingers pressed firmly against her delicate membrane, making her vision repeatedly flash white. And then, the next moment—

“Just how poorly did those bastards teach you?”

“……”

“Did they only care about their own pleasure and not whether you were satisfied?”

“Ah, hhk…!”

“You said you were good, yet you’re so awkwardly clumsy.”

Though trembling with excitement, Esina was inwardly startled by his words. She had tried her best, but more than the criticism of being clumsy, something else struck her harder.

“And just how many dogs have you been with?”

“……”

“Did you develop a taste for hearing such vulgar words?”

It was a misunderstanding that she had such a taste, but…

Herman spoke as if he knew the kind of trash she had been with, which made her feel a sudden surge of frustration.

“Did you really only meet those kinds of bastards, Esina?”

“Hh, ngh…!”

“Then I genuinely feel sorry for you.”

…Because he spoke as if he truly regretted what she had been through.

Though his intention might have been to tease or criticize her, it didn’t sound that way at all.

Because he spoke as if he knew everything, even though he knew nothing. Because he voiced the emotions she couldn’t spit out herself.

“Whoever those bastards were—”

Memories surfaced of the trash she had met in the past, throwing around filthy words to excite themselves.

The memories of men who treated her roughly just to satisfy their own greed, who would turn aggressive the moment she showed any resistance—

“Forget all that garbage.”

“Hhk!”

“I’ll teach you properly from now on.”

A voice so chillingly cold and deliberate poured into her ears, overwhelming the bad memories. As if he would crush all those filthy recollections with his own voice.

“Ah, ngh—!”

Even though his touch was rougher than usual, she wasn’t scared. In fact, a different kind of excitement surged through her, making Esina openly moan.

Maybe it was because she knew.

Unlike those other bastards, Herman wasn’t the type to force her if she said no. He was the kind of man who would prioritize her pleasure.

Her body, having tangled with him many times before, confidently assured her of that.

“To be this tight and delicate…”

“Hah, Herman…”