The Nymph Wants to be Plundered - Chapter 224

She always preferred it when he gently caressed the underside of her b*****s rather than the top, and as his fingers hovered, almost descending, her predictably intense reaction erupted. His initial touch from above had indeed been a dark ploy, withholding the best for later.

“Ugh, haa, there. Ah…”

“…Here?”

Feigning ignorance, he thrust his lower body forward, burying his c**k deep, and lifted her lower abdomen. Evelyn’s body trembled subtly, her bent elbows shaking. As her hips, which had been pushed back, tried to squirm away towards the bed, where there was nowhere else to go, he gently stroked the rounded underside of her b*****s, just as she wished. Only then did sighs of relief escape onto the cloak, one after another.

He said no more, pressing close from behind, pushing his hips forward, then slowly rubbing and withdrawing repeatedly. Her body, drained of strength, limply clung to him, swaying in a truly pleasing sight. The saliva that spilled from her lips soaked into his skin, and, unsatisfied with just that, he deliberately pressed his tongue, making it flow even more.

Night quickly fell, plunging the surroundings into darkness. While Cassis didn’t need to obscure his night vision, he thought Evelyn might be scared, so he couldn’t help but act.

“Salamander?”

The spirit he summoned created a warm glow, appropriately illuminating the surroundings and warming the air inside the barn. This was something a novice spirit user, who typically only summoned fire spirits for burning, would never dare to do. It was his meticulous planning, designed to avoid being discovered by residents who might accidentally look outside, as summoning a light spirit would make the barn too bright.

Thus, they had even more time to enjoy this moment. He fully embraced her from behind, pulling his c**k halfway out, and rubbed it diagonally. The panting and squelching sounds of her opening filled the space, resembling the pre-dawn darkness.

Before she knew it, she, too, was busily thrusting her hips in sync with him. It was fine that she couldn’t see his face; she already knew him. Evelyn placed her trembling hands on the arms that embraced her from behind, savoring both his presence filling her and the simultaneous taste of climax.

It wasn’t unpleasant. Every time she struggled to keep her heavy thighs steady, the slick, viscous fluid would only ooze and cling. She didn’t hate it—in fact, it felt so f*****g good. The aftermath… her mind went blank at what to do, but no other option came to mind.

“Ngh….”

He was about to pull out all the way, but then, as if intending to leave the c*m that flowed with his movements right where it was, he slid out with agonizing slowness. Evelyn, even in her f**k-addled haze, clamped her legs together and begged, terrified of ruining the sheets. She still remembered that while they washed clean easily enough, they always took forever to dry.

“Please… ah… not these sheets….”

“Have you forgotten that if they get dirty, I can take care of it in an instant?”

“……”

“Trust me.”

He gave a low chuckle, and not wanting to cause her spent body any more strain, he did as she wished. He wrapped Evelyn tightly in the cloak that had slipped down in the chaos of their f*****g and carried her out. As for the hopelessly crumpled sheets, he could just order the spirit he’d left behind to straighten them.

He made sure not a single strand of her hair was exposed to the chill night air as he stepped into the village chief’s house. Only then did the flickering light that had dimly lit the barn wink out.

That night, sleeping nestled in Cassis’s wide embrace, Evelyn had a long and shameless dream.

Born and raised in a quiet country village, after coming of age, she went to work at a flower garden set apart from the village, and there she met its master. The young man, Cassis, who had become human. Because she was a clumsy beginner, he never scolded her, only took good care of her, and one day, he presented her with the most beautiful rose from the flower garden and a shimmering opal ring and….

He told Evelyn he loved her and proposed to her.

She was immensely happy in the dream, but that overwhelming happiness made her toss and turn until she woke up with a start, and she was not glad. Just because she had returned to a familiar space didn’t mean it was the kind of dream she was allowed to have.

Cassis was asleep.

“Mmm….”

The surroundings were completely dark; she could only just make out the outline of the arm holding her and the leg wrapped around her. She couldn’t guess at his expression. Instead of pushing him away and going to her own assigned bed, Evelyn stayed in his embrace. She was afraid that if she did, the light-sleeping man would wake and see the look on her face.

I have to forget it. You can forget dreams if you try, can’t you? I hope I don’t remember this dream in the morning….

As drowsiness washed over her, she surrendered herself to it completely and closed her eyes. A bitter smile touched the corners of her lips, then quickly vanished.