The Nymph Wants to be Plundered - Chapter 72

“Evelyn, you don’t need to be tense. I waited to see you wake up after putting you to sleep.”

“W-what? Me?”

However, a surprising change was lurking here, on the sheets thoroughly crumpled from their thrashing. Cassis had held her until morning and waited?! How long has it been since that happened? She couldn’t quickly estimate. Was this the first time since he had embraced her to sleep in that comfortable nest he’d made for her before coming to the castle?

‘I can’t remember. Did it not happen? Was it like this….’

Like someone flailing and losing all senses within dark storm clouds, Evelyn was often deeply immersed in everything Cassis gave her. He moved in front of her, positioning himself on his side, and looking straight into her lovely eyes with their blurry focus, he asked.

“Am I always the one who leaves your side?”

After blurting it out, it wasn’t particularly wrong. Just yesterday, he had left when it was still dark, before dawn, while Evelyn was deep in sleep. Whether trying to cover his sin or not, Cassis pulled her close so that his hair covered her head.

“Ah, yes…”

They were both completely naked. From their bodies without a single thread of clothing, there came a long sliding sound as the viscous bodily fluids smoothly coating their skin rubbed together. Even the sound of small air bubbles accidentally forming and then popping due to the friction could be heard. Thoroughly embarrassed, Evelyn’s face turned red in an instant.

“You held onto me and wouldn’t let go, so I had no choice. You fell asleep with your body relaxed, and as I kept watching your face, morning came.”

Contrary to his words, there was no strength to be found in Evelyn’s arms. Perhaps due to their intense lovemaking over two days, her legs wouldn’t support her either. As she struggled, squeezing out what little energy she had left, his large hand firmly supported her lower back and drew her to him.

Evelyn, unable to guess what he was planning, had quivering lips.

“Why… are you doing this?”

“I’ll wash you.”

“What? The spirits can help with that as much as needed.”

Evelyn had grown accustomed to the assistance of spirits invisible to her eyes. At first, she had been terrified by the sensation of these unseen beings carrying clothes and poking her with something, but time truly was the great healer.

Even though she had unconsciously suggested an alternative, she felt his gaze change slightly as he looked at her. How should she describe it? Earlier it had been a calm, deep blue wave, but now it seemed like rough sea spray was rising.

“Not spirits, but me directly.”

Once uttered, Cassis’s words were as good as newly established law within the Hall of Glory. While Evelyn was still dazed, her tired body was swiftly lifted up, and before she knew it, they had left the bedroom and were heading to the bath.

Just as they passed the study, she panicked and squeezed out what little strength she had to punch his shoulder. How embarrassing to be parading naked through such a solemn place. Of course, there had been times when they made love in the study, but this was a different matter.

“W-wait a moment. There’s a bathroom attached to the bedroom…”

“It’s too small for both of us.”

So his earlier words about washing her himself were genuine. She couldn’t even struggle, fearing she might fall from his arms if she moved too much. While she was stuttering “uh, uh,” he instantly arrived with her at the bathroom filled with water.

The water, not yet heated, was much colder than it appeared. As soon as he moved his lips to instruct the spirits, a bubbling sound came from the water’s surface, and the water began to warm gradually from the bottom. Cassis sat on the edge of the stepped bath, stretching his two legs fearlessly into the still-cold water, while carefully holding her so that not even a hair on her body touched the water.

Although the coolness was rising from the water’s surface, Evelyn didn’t notice. This was because another urgent situation had developed with her body.

“Hnngh…”

Despite it being morning, his c**k, with its remarkable size, had poked between her b******s before withdrawing, which was fine so far. The real problem came after. When she was in his embrace, her sticky private parts found stability against his muscular thigh, and naturally, her opening quivered and released the leftover fluids from last night that hadn’t fully spilled. Consequently, her moisture-filled passage ended up sticking firmly to his thigh.

Cassis kindly said, without bothering to mention or acknowledge it:

“I’ll just wash you.”

“…Yes.”

“We’ve overdone it for two full days, so I’ll leave you in peace for a while.”

Huh? Those words, perhaps…

She was biting her lips when she asked with wide eyes.

“So it worked, right?”

“Hmm?”

It worked? Was being intimate with me that unpleasant? Cassis felt his heart grow coldly numb with a strange disappointment upon hearing her overly delighted tone. However, Evelyn’s next words plunged him into a labyrinth, an even more dismal misunderstanding.

“My tree. Did you revive it with some kind of amazing nutrient? Is that why…?”

His two legs, which had been fine regardless of the cold water, felt like they were freezing from the tips of his toes and about to shatter miserably. Cassis, patting her slightly warmed back as she was excited, hesitated before revealing the truth.