The Past Life of the Arrogant Archduke - Chapter 27

Raymond poured the anointing oil into his palm and warmed it before letting it flow over their joined lower bodies. As Raymond moved back and forth, the anointing oil spread inside Yulia.

Raymond’s thick member, which appeared and disappeared into Yulia’s depths, gleamed even more slickly.

In that state, Raymond began to manipulate his aura. Dnng dnnnng. The soft aura started to resonate throughout Raymond’s entire body. Gradually, a subtle vibration spread over Raymond’s body.

Yulia’s throat bobbed and her grip on the sheets tightened. She knew what kind of wave was about to hit her.

Bzzzz. Zzzzzz.

The vibration concentrated in Raymond’s member and grew stronger. Raymond’s member circled the entirety of her inner walls, as if to greet them, withdrawing to just at the entrance before thrusting up in one go.

Yulia’s inner walls rapidly contracted and relaxed, over and over.

“Hiic!”

Tears welled in Yulia’s wide-open eyes. Saliva dripped from her wide-open mouth. Though she’d made love with Raymond several times already, she still wasn’t used to the destructive pleasure brought by his vibrating c**k.

Moreover, Raymond’s skill at controlling the vibration grew with each time, leaving Yulia increasingly out of her senses.

The ever-changing rhythm—growing stronger then softer, vibrating finely and then in larger, deeper waves—drove Yulia mad. She lost track of what sounds were coming from her own mouth.

“Good. Ah, it’s so good.”
“More. More, more, moooore.”
“Ray! Ray! Ray! Aah! Hng!”
“I’m going to die! You’re killing me! Ahhh—!”

Raymond’s fingers, now filled with vibration, traveled from Yulia’s nape and armpit to knead her b*****s.

Raymond’s tongue bit into Yulia’s b****t and teased her n*****s. The vibrating tongue flicked back and forth over the n****e, making stars burst before Yulia’s eyes.

“Hhk!”

Raymond wasn’t in his right mind either. As he persistently explored Yulia’s body, he felt parched—thirsty. The overwhelming pleasure felt as if it might vanish like a mirage at any moment.

The pounding of Yulia’s heart, the wet slap of flesh meeting flesh, the buzzing vibration, Yulia’s gasping breaths, and even the sound of his own sweat dripping onto his chest—all of it was imprinted onto the heightened senses of the Sword Master.

“Ugh. Hah. Hah. Master.”

Yulia’s body, trembling beneath his strong frame, looked both pitiful and lovely to Raymond.

Mine. You’re mine. Even a wild possessiveness surged within him.

Feeling the climax approach, Raymond buried his face in Yulia’s chest. Yulia wrapped her arms tightly around his head.

Raymond’s member, which had been rapidly moving in and out, suddenly vibrated side to side and spurted out c*m. Splat. Splat. It filled her inner walls with thick, pulsing fluid.

Yulia’s legs trembled in the air, then collapsed onto the bed.

Haah, haah.

For a while, their chests rose and fell, their breaths shallow and ragged.

Yulia gently stroked the back of Raymond’s head. She could feel the heat in his sweat-damp hair.

Maybe because they started after taking holy water, Yulia still had some stamina left. Raymond’s breath tickled where it touched her chest, and before she knew it, her n*****s had stiffened taut and firm.

Shlick. Raymond’s member slipped out. The entrance gaped as if gasping for air, white s***n spilling out.

Raymond, who had already sat up and picked up the anointing oil, watched the sight. It was a scene he could never tire of, no matter how many times he saw it.

He carefully scooped out the remaining s***n inside her and gently applied anointing oil, then laid Yulia flat on her back, worried that the recent position might have strained her body.

Raymond slid his hand under Yulia’s back and massaged her muscles. He was especially delicate as he kneaded her waist and hip joints.

With a knight’s knowledge of the human body, Raymond’s hands brought Yulia relief wherever they touched.