Chapter 105
He didn’t ponder long and promptly flopped his body over Jeina’s thigh. His large frame shifted awkwardly as he adjusted his posture. His taut b******s rose prominently over her thigh.
At the sight of the Duke of Xtion suddenly sprawled like a mischievous child about to get his bottom spanked, and the witch naturally lifting his top, the Crown Prince couldn’t hide his bewilderment. His lips parted as if to speak, then closed again, and a hot gulp of saliva went down his throat.
She dragged a fingernail down the cleft of his b******s, and the trousers split cleanly in half along the path of her touch.
“Hup!”
Ronius drew in a short breath, instantly clenching his b******s tight.
Jeina slid both hands into the split in the trousers and then yanked them apart in opposite directions. The trousers opened wide like a door, revealing his b******s in full view. Smirking lewdly at the gaping mouth of the trousers, she moistened her lips.
“Roni.”
“Kkeuht! Yes…!”
She was blowing a warm, moist breath around his rear hole. His glutes twitched.
Her hand lifted lightly, then came down with a sharp slap—
“Let go of the tension, while I’m asking nicely.”
“…You didn’t ask nicely at all.”
He answered sullenly, wriggling his b******s faintly.
“Huh? Getting fresh?”
Whack— A searing palm struck.
“Ughht…!”
“Relax.”
The b******s peeking out from the breached hole clenched and unclenched, noisily wriggling.
And at the sight of Ronius, who strained to bare his asshole without hesitation even in the presence of another, Elliot could bear it no longer. The taut thread of patience in his mind finally snapped.
“Ma, Master.”
“What’s with you. Who said you could call me Master? Who said I’d raise you?”
Replying indifferently to the Crown Prince’s words, Jeina continued with her work. Her two hands spread the firm b******s wide and peered inside.
“Huup, hh…”
“Ssip, I told you to relax.”
“Uhuh, u, got i-, uung…!”
Hoo, blowing a warm breath made his b******s tremble, and the clenched hole twitched. The entrance had softened enough for two fingers to slip in easily.
“What do you plan to do if a Duke can’t even properly m********e his own asshole yet?”
She scolded. Duke Ronius de Xtion, hearing this humiliating reprimand, could only squirm and mumble, “I’m sorry…….”
And the Crown Prince simply watched that preposterous scene, seemingly with envy.
Who would dare scold the Empire’s Duke about a**l m**********n?
As if repenting, the Duke lifted his b******s high and slowly, languidly wiggled them side to side.
“See, like this.”
Two fingers—plop—
Invaded his rear hole without delay.
“Haa, ha, thank you…!”
“Hmm, it hasn’t been long since I cleaned it, and it’s already soaked through again?”
“Ahak! There! There! Ught, hang! Ooh, Master! I, more, more, ung!”
Soon, with the ring and pinky fingers added, four fingers pressed against his prostate as if to crush it.
Ronius made all sorts of sounds, from thick screams to thin chants, erupting in a fit of excitement. Jeina pulled her fingers out all at once and with her other hand, gave his b******s a sharp whack.
“Huu! Uh…”
In response, Ronius flopped his body over unsteadily. Gasping from the pleasure, he looked up at Jeina’s shadowed face. A faint smile graced her bewitching lips.
Ronius felt a thirst. His chest rose and fell rapidly, and pre-c*m overflowed in rivulets from his member, which was stuck tightly to his belly.
She tore his clothes open and roughly rubbed his belly as if petting a real dog.
“Ahh, uhuh….”
“Think you can manage this?”
“Yes, hht, hha, Ronius de Xtion, I can manage it!”
And Elliot, seeing Xtion lying on his back with his belly exposed, receiving her affection, could no longer just sit still. He shot up from his seat and began fumbling to take off his clothes.
She glanced sharply up and down at him.
Despite the piercing gaze, Elliot pushed the refreshments on the table aside and knelt naked upon it. His fervent, pale yellow eyes trembled as they turned toward her.
“I was wrong, Witch… Ma’am…!”
The Crown Prince, having completely discarded his earlier resolve to act haughty, flung both hands high in the air.
“Please punish this insolent mutt! I beg you!”
Having completed the punishment posture she had once taught him, he pleaded desperately, mimicking the demeanor of a disciplined knight. His rigidly e***t member bobbed along as if joining the plea.
“Mutt, please punish me properly… Elliot will be an obedient mutt, Witch…”
“Tch, what a spoiled brat, playing around with his d**k wherever he wants. How insolent.”
“I was wrong… Please teach this insolent mutt, Witch… Witch!”
Ronius, unsettled by the look in Jeina’s eyes as she stared at the Crown Prince with bitten lips, squirmed and clung even tighter to her.
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