What I Gained by Giving My Body - Chapter 2.2

‘…….’

Roxias stared coldly at Caitlyn as she struggled to take off the stays. He would have torn them off in an instant, so what was the reason for her hesitating like that? Surely it wasn’t fear. If this woman feared him, everything would have been much easier. Like that woman who died long ago along with his power, Caitlyn Hardick did not fear him either.

‘That is exactly the problem.’

Now Caitlyn was only wearing a chemise. Since it was a chemise made to fit a dress that exposed a lot of the chest and legs to begin with, it was no different from barely covering her body with a single scrap of cloth. Caitlyn bit her lip. It was a look of hesitation just before finally taking off her clothes completely.

Roxias did not help her at all. If she didn’t want to, she could just say so. But for her to obediently take off her clothes in front of him like this without even a proper protest…….

‘It’s because there is something she wants.’

He had known that much from the moment he found Caitlyn Hardick today. If she didn’t want something from him, she wouldn’t have sought him out. However, Roxias wasn’t at all curious about what her desire was. What was much more important was how far she could go to satisfy that desire. His revenge for the Princess of Troy would begin from that very point.

“……You told me to seduce you.”

Caitlyn took a step toward him. The distance between them, which was exactly about a step apart, narrowed in an instant. Roxias could now even smell the scent of the fragrant oil from Caitlyn’s hair. Caitlyn placed her hands on his shoulders and looked up at him. In her two large, dark, yet appealing red eyes, complex emotions swirled.

Roxias easily read several emotions. Anger, shame, desire, and…… determination. With hands that no longer trembled, Caitlyn pulled the shoulder straps of the chemise and lowered it. Not only her soft b*****s, which were more than a handful for an adult man, but her naked body, without a single thread below them, filled Roxias’s eyes.

His neck tilted toward Caitlyn. It wasn’t that Roxias moved himself, but because Caitlyn had pulled his neck. Caitlyn’s inexperienced tongue invaded Roxias’s slightly parted mouth. Roxias let out a hollow laugh internally at Caitlyn’s movement, which was closer to the act of moving her tongue in and out rather than a kiss. At least that woman, who died thousands of years ago and became the sand of the desert, was better than this even at her first kiss.

Caitlyn, who pulled away from him before a minute had even passed, began to undress Roxias this time. Just as he thought his coat was being taken off, her long, white fingers skillfully undid the knots of his shirt. At the movement of her hands, which looked experienced in undressing a man, Roxias’s mind began to turn white again. Just like a moment ago, when he saw Caitlyn panting beneath the Baron Barrel.

Before he could think, his body moved first. Caitlyn, who was undoing the knots of his shirt, opened her eyes wide in surprise at the sudden movement. Roxias lifted her up and set her down on the large sofa as if throwing her.

A look of relief flickered across Caitlyn’s face. Roxias’s mood twisted greatly with anger. That look of relief that she didn’t have to seduce him anymore…… made it seem like she had the luxury to think of other things.

And it was only right that this small head should be filled only with thoughts of him. To repay even a little for the labor of searching for her, whose whereabouts were completely unknown for the past thousands of years.

Roxias scanned Caitlyn’s naked body. From her b*****s, which she tried to cover with one arm but couldn’t hide, to her flat belly and long, straight legs. He didn’t want to admit it, but his lower half, where blood had been rushing for a while, was telling him. He was lusting after this woman. Enough to want to take her regardless of his power.

I want to devour her. I want to swallow her whole…… while he was having thoughts closer to a god’s instinct than a human’s, her red lips opened.

“I……”

Roxias grabbed both of Caitlyn’s cheeks as she tried to say something and kissed her roughly. Her voice, which had barely started to come out, turned into a mumble in his mouth and was swallowed. It didn’t matter. Because Caitlyn Hardick’s will was not important to him at all.