Chapter 15
But Clovis, utterly ignoring my words, fixed me with a predatory gaze and began to undress. He removed his outer garments, then his shirt.
“…Your Majesty?”
His exposed physique was undeniably impressive, befitting the next leader of an empire that prized chivalry. But I had no desire to see it.
“Your Majesty!”
He reached for his trousers, unhesitatingly undoing the buckle. I shrieked, covering my eyes with both hands.
‘Oh my god! What in the world!’
“You said you had something important to discuss with the Empress. The Empress and the High Priest will be here soon, so… if you intend to change, please allow me to excuse myself first!”
Eyes still tightly covered, I scuttled sideways toward what I hoped was the door. I moved with the speed of an Olympic race walker, but I was abruptly stopped by a hard, warm wall.
That wall felt disturbingly similar to Seikan’s body, which I had been pressed against only moments ago. Startled, I spun around, only to be seized by a strong grip and turned back.
“Yes. And to have that important discussion, I need to prepare.”
“Huh?”
I looked up at him, bewildered. Clovis’s expression was deadly serious, like a general about to enter battle.
“If I take the Temple’s lamb before the High Priest, even Mother won’t be able to object.”
With the same decisive movements he used to undress, Clovis reached for the fastening of my priestly robes.
It took me a moment to realize that the ‘Temple’s lamb’ he spoke of was me.
Priestly robes, provided by the Temple, were made of thick, durable fabric for practicality.
With a single tug, Clovis ripped the thick fabric.
Rip—The chilling sound of tearing cloth made every hair on my body stand on end.
“Your Majesty!”
My thin undergarments and bare shoulders were exposed. I cried out, instinctively covering myself with my arms. But when I glared at him, intending to unleash a torrent of protest, the scream died in my throat.
His bright golden eyes were completely unhinged.
Red alert. All I could think was that I had to escape. Clutching the torn fabric, I tried to pull away.
Clovis let out a soft scoff and effortlessly caught me as I lunged for the door.
“Let… Let me go! Please…”
His hard body pressed against my exposed shoulder, where the torn robe had fallen away. I desperately tried to shield my lower half, still clad in my undergarments, but the pressure I felt, even through the thin fabric, was no less intense than Seikan’s.
“Haa…”
Tears welled up in my eyes again. ‘What… What is going on?’
He lifted me effortlessly with one arm and tossed me onto the bed. He grabbed the tattered remnants of my priestly robe and flung them away, then tore the thin undergarments I had desperately clung to.
The heat from his hands as he stripped me bare was scorching. He watched with an irritated look as I flinched with every touch, then gripped my trembling thighs.
Resistance was futile. Ignoring my frantic struggles, he forced my legs apart with a merciless grip. Then, he paused.
His gaze lingered on the intimate parts of my body that I myself had barely ever looked at. The shame was so intense, I wished I could faint.
After staring for a long moment at the bruised and bleeding flesh, he shifted, slightly raising himself. He then reached down and grasped his er*ct p***s.
“N… No…”
My jaw clenched so tightly I thought I heard my teeth grind together as I saw the massive length aimed directly at me.
“I won’t hurt you like this next time, so bear with it just this once.”
“Don’t. Please… Please don’t… Aaah!”
Blinding pain shot through me.
I had thought nothing could be more painful than forcing Seikan’s p*nis inside me.
I was wrong.
While both were agonizing, the pain of being forcibly penetrated was on an entirely different level than what I had inflicted on myself.
“Heeuk. Ah… Uh…”
His heavy weight pressed down on me as I convulsed like a fish caught on a spear.
“Kgh… So… tight.”
Clovis groaned as he forced his way inside, pushing past the remnants of my own blood and Seikan’s s*men.
“Ah… Ahhh…”
His harsh breaths beat against my neck. He pinned me beneath his hard, muscled body and began to move his hips, slowly at first.
He gripped my trembling legs, spreading them wider, pushing deeper with each thrust. The pressure was agonizing.
Clovis bit down hard on my neck, leaving a stinging mark, then lifted his head.
“Relax. Unless you want it to hurt more.”
‘Bullsh*t.’
“Agh!”
He seized the brief moment when I gasped, my eyes flashing with silent curses, and thrust deeply, burying himself to the hilt.
“I said relax.”
“Ugh, No, Uh!”
At my desperate cry, Clovis smirked and pulled back.
“You’ll be more comfortable if you relax, especially when you’re already in so much pain.”
Then, he thrust back in, just as forcefully.
“Ahhh! No… No!”
He caught both of my flailing hands in one of his and bent his head. His lips moved towards my chest.
The feeling of his tongue licking at my n*pple sent a shiver of revulsion through me. He laved the peak, already taut with fear and tension, then pulled away. His lips latched onto my bre*st, sucking hard enough to make me cry out.
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