Chapter 106
‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.
“…Haa…”
As Emilia let out a small moan, he immediately delved into her lower part.
He teasingly brushed his hand against her flesh, then suddenly veered aside to grasp her b******s and spread them apart.
Each time her taut cheeks were pulled apart, her wet flesh made a slick, sticky sound. The moist noise of the swollen folds parting filled the air.
Mikhail, taunting her, avoided the sensitive cli-, instead roaming around it.
“Are you longing for it?”, he suddenly asked. Emilia almost answered yes.
Even without being touched, she was already drenched underneath. She felt the liquid trickling between her legs and squeezed her eyes shut.
“Guess not.”
His hand, which had been teasing her, abruptly plunged into her slit. His touch on the sensitive nub was rougher than usual.
“Ahh! Please, they’ll hear…”
“Let them. Aren’t there already enough rumors? A couple so in love they can’t keep their hands off each other, no matter the place.”
“That’s…!”
“Go on, say something crude again.”
His relentless fingers toyed with her cli-, tapping it with his index finger before pressing down and shaking it vigorously.
Her body jerked and writhed between him and the bookshelf. Trapped, she could only gasp for breath in his arms.
Then suddenly, he stopped.
“Tell me, Emilia.”
“Haa, what… what do you want…?”
“If you beg me, who knows? Maybe I’ll give you what you want.”
“…”
“Since I’ve become a dog-like bastard, maybe I should have lick it down there like one.”
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
She bit her lip. She tried to hold back, but he was determined to make her say what he wanted.
“You are already wet before I even touched you, yet you pretend you’re not longing for it? Still so dishonest.”
His fingers pressed harder on her cli-, making her grab his shoulders desperately.
“Ah, no, stop. Mmph!”
As her vision was freed, her mouth was covered.
Her stifled moans didn’t escape.
“Do you really want everyone to hear you climax like this? You’re supposed to be a dignified duchess.”
“Mmph, mm.”
He thrust his wet fingers into her throbbing entrance.
As three fingers entered at once, she gasped sharply.
“Ah, ha… mmm.”
Her body, which had just climaxed, began to tremble with excitement again. The intensity of the pleasure made her grip his shoulders tightly.
His fingers made squelching sounds as they moved in and out, making Emilia’s vision blur with pleasure once more.
“Oh, again, ah… mmm.”
He angled his hand upwards, scraping against her inner walls.
“Mmm!”
“Doesn’t matter. I doubt anything good would come out of that pretty mouth anyway.”
She thought he would undo his buckle and thrust into her, but he simply withdrew his dripping fingers slowly.
A gush of her juices flowed down between her legs.
“…..”
Emilia, barely able to stand, looked at him, panting.
Her legs felt weak, and standing was a struggle. Despite trying to close her legs out of shame, her swollen, twitching entrance continued to leak her fluids.
“Having climaxed so many times, you’ll probably leave a trail all the way to your room.”
“…..”
She glared at him. His calm face irritated her immensely.
“Why don’t you try walking to your room like this?”
Is he really going to leave her like this?
Her eyes widened. Part of her was relieved, but another part felt empty and unsatisfied. The lingering, tingling sensation below made her stand awkwardly, while glaring at him.
“What? Need the d-ck of the man you hate? I thought you said you didn’t.”
“…..I don’t, need it.”
He shrugged. He slowly looked at her disheveled state. He reached out and dressed her again, pulling her clothes back into place.
With a devilish grin, he left the library.
“Ah…..”
Only then did Emilia collapse to the floor. She finally realized the extent of what she had done. Her mind was in disarray.
Barely managing to compose herself, she stood up. Just as he had said, she felt the wetness between her legs.
“Haah.”
She gathered the scattered books and started placing them back on the shelves, trying to calm her racing heart.
If it weren’t for the hands gripping her waist from behind, Emilia might have succeeded in calming down her inflamed body.
“Why, why did you come back?”
“Didn’t feel right being the only one running away.”
“How boldly you speak nonsense.”
“Remarkable how quickly you’ve composed yourself.”
At Mikhail’s voice, she felt herself grow wet again.
“It’s not so easy for this to calm down. Thanks to someone.”
“Seems like you were the one left wanting.”
Emilia turned to face him, leaning against the bookshelf as she raised one leg to press against his thigh.
“Say it then. Maybe I’ll consider it.”
Mikhail’s smile deepened. Even in this moment, his striking features left her momentarily dazed.
Maybe she had truly lost her mind.
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