Chapter 31
After the attendant scrambled out, the emperor removed the undergarment he had just put on and climbed onto the bed.
Though she was the one who had spoken, Lena was bewildered.
‘Can the emperor do this?’
Holding back the emperor as he was leaving to begin his daily schedule was also an act to destroy him. Being swayed by a woman was, after all, a defining trait of an emperor who became lost in lust and neglected state affairs.
If mornings like today grew more frequent, rumors about her and the emperor would gradually spread, he would be found fault with, and perhaps he might even lose power.
But in this moment, Godfrid seemed to care about nothing but her body.
“What is the occasion, Lenasia?”
“Hnht!”
“For you to be the first to ask me to hold you. If that is the case, I cannot help but willingly dote on you.”
A light that put the rising sun to shame flared in his golden eyes.
Perhaps because he was unusually excited, he caressed her more roughly than usual and rushed at her impatiently. Then he hungered for her with an almost obsessive persistence.
‘Ah.’
The morning hours slipped by unnoticed. That time was filled with Lena’s sighs and cries as every sensation in her body boiled over, the man’s heavy breaths, surging heat and fluids.
In the end, Lenasia collapsed again from utter exhaustion, and only in the late afternoon did she stagger up from the bed. At the head of the bed, the chemise Melgardi had left was neatly folded.
Her bare white body was covered all over with marks from sucking and biting, along with newer marks that were redder and more vivid.
Lena stared down at her own body for a long while, then put on the chemise. The thin, fluttering hem of the chemise fell to around her calves.
Lena picked up the water pitcher on the side table, poured herself a glass of water, and drank as she thought.
That man fell for her provocations to a pitiful degree. Perhaps, if she threw such tantrums often, she really might be able to drag the emperor’s reputation down into the mud.
‘Though my body will not hold up that long…’
She had plenty of will to bring him down in whatever way she could, but the mere act of what they had done not long ago had completely drained her, and she lost confidence.
But her deliberation was brief.
Her body was already defiled. Even if she were to be ruined altogether from offering herself to him nearly every day, if she could deal even a small blow to him, the enemy of Regnos, then it was right for her to sacrifice herself.
To replenish the stamina she would use starting that night, Lena immediately lay down on the bed and sought sleep.
When Godfrid came to her as if by set routine and demanded her body, she gladly pleased him.
Fearing he might grow tired of the repeated act, she even took him into her mouth of her own accord.
Satisfied by her commendable service, Godfrid tormented Lena literally all through the night.
The next day, Lena was so tired she could not even open her eyes. When she vaguely heard the sound of him leaving in her sleep, she inwardly lifted the corners of her mouth in a smug feeling.
Just as there is no resisting drowsiness, there was no way a man who had not slept and had poured all his virility into dealing with a woman could properly carry out his daytime duties.
At least, Lena foolishly believed so.
As soon as she barely managed to open her eyes in the late afternoon, she heard the news that the emperor had come looking for her.
“Your Ma, Majesty…?”
Without a clue as to why, she blinked her sleepy eyes, and Godfrid immediately climbed onto the bed and pressed her down. His impatient hands parted the loosely tied collar of her clothes and slipped inside.
He pressed himself deep against Lena’s body and let out a heated breath.
“All morning, my body burned wanting to do this with you.”
The hot breath that touched her ear with his whisper made every fine hair on her skin stand on end. Godfrid roughly seized Lena, who instinctively braced her hands forward to flee, and pushed himself along the now-familiar path inside her.
“Ah-hut.”
The woman’s body, drowsy from her nap, was languidly relaxed all the way to her thighs. In that state, Godfrid roughly ravaged her s*x, which dripped honey, with his large c**k as he pleased.
“Ah, ahh.”
“You know quite well how to act wanton now.”
The massive, hard mass of flesh drove in deep with heavy thuds. For a time, the two were lost in the rapture of each other’s bodies and could not speak. Lena’s body, slowly awakening, clenched down ever tighter as if welcoming the intruder.
Godfrid thrust his hips with pounding force, then paused to roll them in a slow, lazy grind and whispered. A terribly low voice crawled into her ear.
“Are you planning to turn me into an emperor who loses his senses buried between your legs?”
“…!”
Her heart felt as if it had plummeted. But unlike Lena, Godfrid did not seem to take that possibility seriously at all, and added with a chuckle.
“Is that your way of taking revenge on me?”
“…”
“Not a chance.”
Again, as if he would no longer hold back, he moved his hips fast and hard.
Lena, unable to answer properly and spilling only ruined, broken moans, was soon driven as if pushed into climax.
“Aah!”
“When you offer your body willingly, I simply devour it with relish.”
The man who rammed into her even as her inner walls convulsed at the peak of sensation, ignoring even the resistance of her clinging, tight flesh.
No matter how one looked at him, he never seemed exhausted.
In the end, that day concluded with a completely drained Lena staying in bed for an entire extra day.
Her stamina was not sufficient to cause Godfrid any trouble.
Instead, only the rumor that there was a much-beloved captive in the emperor’s bedchamber spread thick throughout the palace.
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