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Chapter 89

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The swollen head of his c**k dragged slow, maddening circles over her slick folds, coaxing out another humiliating gush of wetness. Her c**t, already stiff and sensitive, throbbed under the attention, and the dry friction of skin against skin dissolved into lewd, sticky sounds.

“What an obedient little thing,” Valen murmured, his eyes crinkling in approval as he took in her thoroughly soaked s*x. The praise sent a fresh wave of heat crawling up Roseline’s neck. He tapped the blunt tip of his c**k against her plush lips, watching them glisten—then, just to torment her, gave a few teasing slaps to her swollen flesh. A truly perverse act, yet her traitorous body only clenched tighter, dripping even more.

By the time Roseline covered her face in shame, Valen was already aligning himself, pressing into her with deliberate, inch-by-inch precision.

“Nnh—!”

The stretch burned—not quite painful, but too much, the kind of fullness that made her toes curl. Valen wasn’t faring much better; the veins along his forearms stood out starkly as he braced himself beside her head, jaw tight.

“A bit swollen, aren’t you?”

Obviously.

Roseline peeked through her fingers to glare. Last night’s relentless pace had left her tender, and the added sensitivity made every movement overwhelming.

“Does it hurt?”

She nodded, even if it wasn’t entirely true. The mix of resentment and helpless want in her eyes didn’t escape him. Valen pressed a kiss to the back of her hand, his hips sinking deeper as he did. The shift punched a gasp out of her, her walls fluttering around him. A ragged exhale tore from his throat.

“The more you take it, the less it’ll hurt.”

He said it so casually, as if discussing the weather, while Roseline choked on indignation. True to his word, he kept his hands off her now—no gripping her hips, no pinning her down. Just agonizing, glacial thrusts that dragged every ridge and contour of her inner walls against him.

Squelch. Sluck.

He pulled out almost entirely, savoring the way she trembled, then pushed back in with infuriating slowness, stretching her anew each time. Worse still, he deliberately avoided the spot that made her see stars, leaving her teetering on the edge without release. Roseline’s toes curled and uncurled in frustration.

“J-just—ah—faster…!”

So much for pride.

Some shred of conscience remained—enough that she buried her face deeper into her palms, even as her legs hooked around his waist, pulling him closer. The contradiction would’ve baffled her if she could think at all.

“Honestly,” Valen mused, his voice rough but amused, “I don’t know how I ever left this untouched.”

Valen clicked his tongue at the sight of Roseline’s burning red ears—but only for a moment. Then he moved like an unleashed beast.

Creak. Squelch.

The bedframe shuddered violently with each deep, relentless thrust. Roseline’s hands, which had been covering her face, gradually lost strength and fell limp onto the pillow.

“Hah—nh—!”

Suppressed moans spilled endlessly from her lips, her tear-filled eyes glazed with pleasure. Valen, jaw clenched, chased every tremor of her body beneath him. True to his word, he kept his hands away—no matter how obscenely his c**k split her open, he didn’t touch her exposed skin.

That technical restraint only drove Roseline wilder.

Squelch. Thud. The wet slap of flesh, the lewd sounds of their joining—each thrust sent slick arousal dripping onto the sheets.

“Ngh—ah—! Hah…!”

Roseline’s back arched as her inner walls clenched violently around him, oversensitive and searing hot. Valen groaned as his c**k pulsed, spilling deep inside her.

“Haah…”

Habitually, he ground his hips to spread his release, then pressed a kiss to her damp forehead.

“If I said I’d take you on horseback next, would you threaten to kill me again?”

Roseline, still limp from the aftershocks, jolted and shoved at his chest.

“I’ll bite your tongue off.”

“If I said I’d do it now—”

“Then I’d kill Your High—”

She clapped a hand over her mouth, horrified at her own words. The rush of panic cooled her heated skin like she’d been dunked in ice water.

“Such temper.”

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    1. Bluesky

      123d ago
      I hate it when they portray women as submissive. This isn't the first time. Besides, it raises the question of consent because she says no, but he continues.
    2. billyjbradshaw

      409d ago
      I can never understand why these women feel shameful of their sexuality. Why does she need to be so embarrassed that she enjoys it? Women during these times, I feel sorry for them. They shouldn’t feel ashamed of themselves for it.
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