Chapter 107
The press of his e******n—hard enough to feel like a weapon—pushed against her stomach. Under normal circumstances, the sensation would’ve made her recoil. Now, she felt nothing.
It wouldn’t matter if he tore off my clothes, forced my legs apart, and shoved himself inside.
Nothing mattered to Jaha anymore.
When the Emperor finally pulled back, breath ragged, Jaha simply lay there, expression blank.
The Emperor narrowed his eyes. He’d expected a violent reaction—resistance, tears—but this silence was unexpected.
No anger. No crying.
Was she still in shock, or had she frozen in fear? Either way, his rage was far too great for gentle coaxing now.
First, she smiles for another man. Then, she offers him her lips.
No, perhaps this isn’t the first time. Maybe it’s already happened several times. You even spread your legs willingly.
As the thought reached that point, he could no longer contain his fury. The mere image of Jaha entangled with another man made his blood boil.
“All of you, leave!”
The attendants, who had been standing with their backs turned, hastily withdrew at the emperor’s roar. Once the surroundings fell completely silent, the emperor tore off Jaha’s clothes with a force that threatened to shred them.
Jaha did not resist. She had never put up much of a fight to begin with, though she had at least shown signs of dislike. But now, even that was gone—she simply slumped like a lifeless doll. The enraged emperor failed to notice the difference.
When he pulled down her undergarments, a transparent fluid stretched between them like silk.
Her body was one that aroused so easily.
What man in this world would leave such a lewd body untouched?
Gritting his teeth, he grabbed Jaha’s legs and forced them apart. Then, without hesitation, he thrust his fingers inside her and roughly stirred. Though she was wet, thankfully, there were no thick, sticky traces. But it was too soon to feel relieved.
He pushed his fingers into her back entrance to inspect. The moist interior tightly clenched around his fingers. He searched thoroughly, but there were no signs of another’s release there either.
His anger eased slightly, but it was far from extinguished. What difference would a single cup of water make against a raging inferno?
“It seems you hadn’t been taken yet today. Just how much did you cling to him? Did you smile and spread your legs for him, too?”
With a sneer, he continued to poke his fingers into the hole. The lewdly stretched inside welcomed each intrusion with a lewd, squelching sound.
“Where did that bastard like it best? The front? The back? Or did he take turns stuffing both?”
“Ugh, nngh…”
Jaha didn’t deny it—only let out moans. That only fed the emperor’s suspicion and fury.
Why won’t she say no?
Did she really let that bastard have her?
His face twisted in disgust as he pulled out his fingers and thrust his c**k into her c**t. Merely from the insertion, Jaha’s eyes rolled back, dripping wet—her body long accustomed to being used. Without pause, her hips jerked and twitched beneath him.
The way her insides clenched around his c**k in tiny, rhythmic bites sent waves of pleasure surging through him, but his rage was far from appeased.
Holding Jaha firmly in place so she couldn’t so much as squirm, he ruthlessly hammered into her, grinding against her weakest spots.
Even if she did let that bastard have her, it didn’t matter.
All he had to do was drown her in even greater pleasure.
He would carve his ecstasy so deep into her flesh that even if her heart belonged elsewhere, her body would never survive without him.
Loosening the entrance to her womb, he buried himself to the hilt before setting a brutal pace. As he violated her deepest depths and brushed against her c**t, Jaha thrashed, her body jerking uncontrollably.
Not yet. This isn’t enough.
He’d make her feel it so intensely she wouldn’t have room for useless thoughts.
He flipped Jaha over and summoned an a**l bead, pushing it into her twitching rear hole. Her well-trained entrance, conditioned to even recognize the shame of being stretched wide open as pleasure, gladly swallowed the black beads.
Once they were fully inside, he hooked his index finger into the remaining loop, pulling and thrusting repeatedly. The rose-shaped mark on her b******s stretched and clenched obscenely with each movement.
In front, a thick, throbbing c**k filled her womb, while behind, the bumpy a**l beads stuffed her colon—Jaha’s body trembled violently. Not stopping there, the Emperor rubbed her c**t relentlessly while twisting the rings piercing her n*****s. Overwhelmed by sensation, Jaha’s mind spun with dizzying ecstasy.
“Nngh—ahhk!”
“Feel it—more.”
She would be wrecked beyond escape, from head to toe, until she was utterly addicted.
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