Chapter 77
“Ah, I’m sorry, Your Highness the Grand Duke.”
Realizing that the Grand Duke was inside, the lady-in-waiting’s voice hurriedly receded.
“Uhm… uhm…”
Floria fought to hold back her cries of pleasure, trying to suppress the sensation building within her.
Even as she restrained herself, several peaks of ecstasy swept across her delicate body.
As her n*****s brushed against his sculpted chest and she trembled all over, the sound of the lady-in-waiting finally faded away completely.
Only then did a loud moan escape her lips.
“Oh, please, uh… ugh.”
Aidan’s member swelled even larger, filling her completely, before releasing with a soft “thud-thud,” showering her inside with s***n.
“Ugh…”
Even that feeling was an electrifying pleasure.
Her muscles clenched tightly, afraid his essence might slip away, gripping him with her entire being.
It was as if waves of unbearable ecstasy—no longer part of her own body—swept through her.
“Ha… haa… ha, ha…”
After the waves had passed, Floria collapsed against Aidan’s chest, panting heavily.
Her face burned, perhaps from the hot water.
Aidan finished washing her limp form and gently dried her with a towel.
On her heightened nerves, even the cloth brushing her skin felt pleasurable.
“Uhm…”
She’d been exhausted all day, and to end it like this, half-naked and helplessly displayed before him, she hadn’t moved at all.
She left everything to Aidan—getting dressed and carried off to the bedroom.
Once he laid her on the bed, Floria continued to breathe heavily for a long while.
Only when Aidan poured tea brought by the lady-in-waiting into her mouth did she begin to regain her senses.
Still leaning against his firm body, Floria murmured in a tone of grievance.
“The lady-in-waiting…”
“Surely she must’ve thought it odd, seeing her lord and lady bathing together.”
“But she actually came in.”
“They’ll think: ‘The Grand Duke and his lady are so close.’”
“…But what about thinking I’m such an improper Grand Duchess to have her attend our bath?”
“They’ll think he loves you that much.”
Aidan’s unusually tender words stilled Floria’s lips.
“You’ll have to get used to this.
Both of them, and you.”
His fingers swept up the strands of hair that were not yet fully dry.
“What do you mean?”
“That I obsess over you.”
“…”
“That I want to give you everything.”
“…”
“That I love only you.”
It seemed she would never grow accustomed to it.
His gaze was so intense, and though she’d only just sipped the tea, her lips dried instantly.
She felt thirsty and lightheaded.
“I too…want to give you everything.”
“Then, my lady.”
He whispered.
“Kiss me.”
Aidan’s request was simple, yet affectionate.
“…Will that be enough?”
After bathing me and caring for me like that, a mere kiss…?
“Yes. That’s all I need.”
At his words, Floria stretched out her arms and drew his face to hers.
Though awkward, she kissed him.
It was always Aidan who initiated the kiss before, and though she didn’t know if this was proper, she didn’t mind.
He will love me.
No matter what mistakes I make, no matter how I kiss him, he will always love me.
That faith filled Floria’s lips.
Epilogue
Peaceful days passed.
After the cool summer, by November, winter had already come to Siéff.
One day, even in daylight, the wind felt quite chilly.
On that day, Floria woke in Aidan’s arms.
Although it was cold outside, the well-appointed bedroom was kept warm by the fire in the stove, making it cozy even when naked.
With the crackling of the burning logs, Floria’s consciousness slowly returned.
“Uhm…” The scene outside the window, with the curtains drawn aside, was bright.
Would the weather be nice today again? Yesterday had been very cold, but the day was bright, so she had strolled in the garden with Aidan.
Today’s sunlight poured into the room just as radiantly as yesterday.
Floria, still drowsy, lifted her gaze to look at her husband.
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