Chapter 91
Lutan pulled her into his arms and moved his tongue. His large, warm hand pulled her waist closer. The blanket that had wrapped around her like a cloak fell to the floor with a thud, but no one cared.
Come to think of it, it had been a while. Excited about going to the Amasto estate, she had postponed sleeping with him for several days. She hadn’t been aware of it, but kissing him felt like an oasis in the middle of the desert. She had actually missed him because she hadn’t been able to accept Lutan.
Moist, soft lips sucked on her lower lip once, and his hot tongue invaded her inside. The two tongues intertwined, creating a soft and warm sensation. Clear mana flowed from him. She gladly accepted his energy. In fact, it was no longer needed. They both didn’t mention that fact.
From the lower abdomen where she touched him, his aroused male showed a heavy presence. Roina flinched and tried to turn her head away in embarrassment, but Lutan didn’t let her go. He grabbed her chin and explored her even deeper.
When she finally parted her lips, he immediately lowered his head and bit her neck. She tapped his shoulder.
“Even if people don’t come around here often, what if someone sees us?”
While they were kissing, she had been pushed back several steps by the black man who was exploring her, leaning against a large old tree in a corner of the garden. Because they had deliberately chosen a place where there weren’t many people, there was no one around them.
Unfortunately, it was winter, so there were no bushes to hide them. Roina blushed even more.
“They won’t see us.”
“What? No, that’s not the problem, ah!”
When Lutan waved his hand, she felt a spatial distortion around them. Would it be like this after a thousand years of training? Manipulating space was still a difficult task that required very complex calculations for her, but he did it so easily. And for a private time for just the two of them.
He loosened her front and lowered his head even further. His moist tongue brushed past her collarbone and went down.
His lingering lips were too stimulating. Even though it hadn’t been many days since she had filled him.
‘Maybe I’m already addicted? To his mana or his scent.’
Even though it was impossible, she had that thought.
His fingertips invaded the inside of her clothes. Although his hands were warm, they couldn’t hold more warmth than the skin wrapped warmest inside her clothes. A chill ran down her spine as his hands stroked the inside of her clothes. He hastily took her bre*st into his mouth and crushed her n*pple with the tip of his tongue. Her thick outer coat fell to the floor, and her warm knitwear was rolled up with her underwear over her white, rounded bre*sts.
“Hwaat, Lutan, doing this in a place like this…”
She had never dreamed that things would heat up like this outside the magic tower. Besides, the Amasto Marquisate was, after all, a friend’s house! But Lutan didn’t seem to care.
Behind her was an old tree that was no different from a wall, and in front of her, a man with a presence greater than the old tree was holding her bre*st’s peak in his mouth as if it were honey, refusing to let go. He slowly massaged her other bre*st with his other hand. Her white, rounded bre*st was crushed without resistance. A shy, pink fruit was visible between his fingers. It was her first time receiving a man’s caresses in such an outdoor setting. Roina, unable to do anything, covered her mouth with one hand and pushed his shoulder with the other, but her fingertips were slightly trembling, so they couldn’t do anything other than support her. It was too weak to push him away.
“Do you dislike it?”
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