Chapter 39
“…”
Was this what it felt like to be overwhelmed by a powerful, beautiful body?
She stared blankly at Xenobius.
He unbuckled his belt. The leather strap slipped softly to the floor, and then his uniform trousers dropped down as well.
“…Hah.”
She sucked in a short breath.
Just as she thought.
The majesty of the c**k that had thrust in and out of her on the terrace was no lie.
The dark red shaft swelled massively, bobbing up and down. From the fist-sized head, a bead of cloudy white s***n dripped downward.
He gripped his c**k tight.
“From now on, you just have to spread your legs when I tell you to spread them, squeeze when I tell you to squeeze, and cry when I tell you to cry.”
“Why on earth…”
Evina asked in a voice devoid of strength.
“Your Grace surely has plenty of options besides me. All I have is gold hair and gold eyes… And I’m nothing but a disgrace to the Siollier family.”
The question aimed at the man turned into self-mockery.
Nothing but a disgrace to the Siollier family…
“If you’re so taken with this deep gold hair and gold eyes, you could easily have the real thing instead of a fake like me.”
Her face hardened.
Xenobius was the strongest Esper in history. There was no way a man like that didn’t have a Guide of his own.
She hadn’t awakened as a Guide, but she had learned enough about the bond between Espers and Guides before the abuse started, back when they still pretended it was all to help her awaken.
The strongest Esper in history. That meant his power was immense, which meant the backlash he endured was immense too.
So there was no way he had used that power all this time without a Guide.
But Guides were rare.
Espers could appear anywhere, regardless of status. Guides only came from Guide families. Always. Like some kind of pact.
The Empire had countless Espers. But only three hen houses produced Guides.
And even then, failures like Evina existed. So the numbers were painfully small.
Strong Guides, the kind who could handle a powerful Esper, were even rarer.
Countless Espers probably crawled to the three great families looking for a Guide. But Xenobius was different.
If it were him, the families would be the ones begging. Pleading for him to pick a Guide from their house.
If Xenobius Impetraz’s Guide came from their bloodline, Espers would swarm them. Their family would crush the other two and take the lead.
Most Espers wandered until they found a Guide who fit, then sealed it with marriage. With luck, someone might even tie their bloodline to the Imperial House of Impetraz.
The Imperial House had never produced an Esper, for some reason. So everyone was desperate for a match with Xenobius.
Everyone else might say finding a good Guide was like plucking a star from the sky. But Xenobius could have one whenever he felt like reaching out his hand.
So there was no reason for him to covet Evina just because her hair was gold and her eyes were gold.
“Do you really need to know that?”
Xenobius wrapped his hand around the thick pillar of flesh and began slowly stroking it back and forth.
“I told you. Your hole suits my taste quite well.”
Inside his grip, the round head disappeared and reappeared, over and over.
As he kept stimulating his c**k, veins soon bulged along the shaft.
He frowned slightly.
“Think what you like. Tell yourself I’m just having fun teaching a woman who learned everything wrong from that bastard she called a husband.”
He let go of his c**k and moved toward the bed. As he planted his knee on it, Evina’s body swayed.
Xenobius slowly approached, hooked her legs over his forearms, and positioned himself between them.
After two rounds of s*x, she didn’t have the strength to lift a single finger.
But now she knew what it felt like when his c**k filled her, so she simply clutched the blanket tight.
He pressed the head of his c**k against her s*x, smeared with the mess of her fluids and his s***n.
Gripping himself, Xenobius began carelessly prodding through her folds.
“Ah…”
She frowned faintly.
The smooth, pointed head met her slick, wet flesh and slid wildly. The tip scraped roughly against her bone.
“…Hah.”
She scrunched up one side of her face. He glanced up at her, still watching her s*x. Then he struck the parted cleft hard with the head of his c**k.
“…Ah!”
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