Chapter 106
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A moment later, Ronius, as if in challenge, threw off all his clothes. The one difference from the Crown Prince was that he had asked for Jeina’s permission before moving.
He no longer shrank from being stripped bare. Even as his entire body flushed crimson with heat, he silently removed his clothes and knelt beneath Jeina.
“Master…”
He rested his chin on her leg and whimpered. At his utterly pitiful gaze, Jeina ruffled his soft hair roughly. His hair, now quite long enough to brush his eyebrows, scattered tousled. The low-saturation golden locks swayed softly in the sunlight.
Meanwhile, the Crown Prince was holding his punishment pose on the table. Of course, the situation with his lower half looked precarious, and his gaze still held a hint of arrogance, but his steadfast attitude—as if prepared for anything—was unexpected.
He must be that desperate.
‘And Roni seems to burn even hotter with a rival around.’
The sight of his large frame hunched over, wagging its tail frantically like a real puppy begging for more love, was utterly endearing. She wanted to open her mouth wide and devour him in one bite.
In her elevated mood, she took in both men at a glance.
‘Should I make them have a little competition?’
Of course, he’s my puppy, so Roni should win, naturally.
She laughed languidly along with her wicked imagination. Then, Jeina wiggled her foot and asked the Crown Prince coldly.
“Hey, mutt. Why should I bother with a lowly mutt like you? You tell me.”
“…….”
“You, is your d**k bigger than Roni’s?”
She used her foot to lift Ronius’s member.
“Ahht, ng…”
Her foot, which had slid up along the shaft rigid from the root, toyed with the thick pillar, poking it this way and that, tormenting them both simultaneously.
“Ah, uh-uung…!”
Wherever her foot touched, the blood vessels of their members bulged fiercely. As her foot slid along their slick lengths, Ronius’s excited member twitched and pressed against it, while Crown Prince Elliot presented his own, utterly worked up and restless member.
It was, quite literally, one foot holding two members at once.
Ronius’s member was of the ‘thick pillar’ type, straight and rigid like a stout wooden column, while Elliot’s was the ‘elephant trunk’ type, competing more in length than girth, though its tip curved slightly. The shape wasn’t bad, even excellent if one had to argue, but all things considered, it was the Crown Prince’s clear defeat.
Perhaps his pride was wounded by the visually intimidating size of the other member, as Elliot clenched his mouth tight, his eyes reddening at the rims.
Her dark eyes sparkling, she lifted Ronius up and sat him on her lap. His towering frame completely obscured her body. Her hands, appearing from behind under his armpits, firmly grasped the man’s chest.
“Hup…!”
“You… are your chest bigger than Roni’s?”
Jeina asked, kneading the chest she had seized. The massive pectoral muscles bulged powerfully in her hand, fully displaying their might.
This was, without a doubt, another defeat. The Crown Prince’s chest, with its finely defined muscles, had its own charm, but it couldn’t compete with the knight’s vast, plump chest.
Setting Ronius down, Jeina tossed out a final, indifferent question.
“And your backside, hm? Can you at least shake it better?”
“…B-Backside!”
The Crown Prince, who had been squeezing his chest with all his might in a desperate bid to compete, sprang up as if his moment had arrived.
His upright member wobbled from the recoil.
“Ugh…”
He moaned, yet looked at her with a confident gleam in his eyes, as if he had finally found something he could win at. Elliot immediately turned his back, bent his waist, thrust his hips back, and began to wiggle them.
The Crown Prince’s b******s, white like twin moons, shook this way and that above her.
Wiggle-wiggle— She gazed with interest at the b******s flaunting themselves. The shape of the pale, round mounds busily moving back and forth above her wasn’t half bad.
“Because the crazy bastard kept saying ‘look, look’…”
And Ronius, growing restless under her gaze, clicked his tongue and immediately climbed onto the table.
He pushed the Crown Prince’s body aside and positioned himself right in front of her. Then, lying on his stomach like a dog, he shook his b******s with a swish-swish. It was a surprisingly light movement, unbelievable for such heavy, muscular b******s.
“Always so diligent, then and now, our Roni is.”
The practice she’d put into his ‘butt-dance’ had paid off. His butt-dance was no longer as clumsy as before. The once unnatural movements were becoming smoother.
Though his shaking still retained a certain disciplined air, showing he hadn’t completely shed his knightly bearing, that very fact stimulated her desires even more.
Ronius wriggled his hips even harder to monopolize her gaze, and Jeina savored the sight of the firm mounds shaking mercilessly before her eyes.
“Hey, Duke. What’s this unmannerly behavior?”
The Crown Prince snapped, lying face down on the table beside Ronius in imitation. Elliot, having lost the center stage, tried with all his might to push Ronius, but he was no match for the trained knight’s strength. No matter how much Elliot grunted and strained, Ronius didn’t budge an inch.
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