Chapter 3.4
Archduke Akbar whispered in a low voice. For someone who was forcefully suppressing Caitlyn and pulling down her clothes, it was an incredibly soft voice. So soft it was actually scarier.
“Cathy…… mine.”
She closed her eyes. It wasn’t that she had any complaints, but a sense of wonder welled up. She had never been Roxias Akbar’s. Thus, he must be overlapping her with that pagan princess who died long ago.
‘We don’t look alike at all.’
It wasn’t just a matter of appearance. The atmosphere, the personality, the voice…… everything told her that she and Cassandra were different people. Even if reincarnation were true, all the elements that made up the woman named Cassandra were absent in her.
Nevertheless, Archduke Akbar saw Cassandra within Caitlyn. And while pretending to desire Caitlyn, he lusted after Cassandra. But Caitlyn didn’t have the luxury to keep thinking about that question.
“N~ngh, ahh……!”
Archduke Akbar teased her areola with his tongue. As the familiar stimulation was given, her body flushed pink. Goosebumps erupted all over her, and her eyes glazed over as her focus vanished.
“You’re weak here.”
His words were laced with mockery. She gritted her teeth to avoid moaning, but she was helpless before Archduke Akbar, who stimulated her persistently. Her soft skin soon turned red. The Archduke pinned Caitlyn’s wrists down and didn’t let go, and Caitlyn also didn’t avoid his hands.
No, it would be more accurate to say she couldn’t avoid them. She couldn’t even breathe due to the pressure given by the massive c**k forcing its way between her legs. Her toes curled involuntarily. Caitlyn panted and tried to relax the tension in her body, but her body eventually stiffened at the pressure she couldn’t get used to no matter how many times it happened.
“Relax.”
Archduke Akbar spoke as if dissatisfied, but Caitlyn could only barely shake her head.
“I~I can’t…….”
Archduke Akbar didn’t wait long and forced himself further between her. As the dark red slab of flesh split her tender skin, the throbbing pain doubled. Caitlyn’s thighs trembled. It was a difference in size that defied common sense.
She had never looked closely at it, but the pain was inevitable as the c**k, which was no different from a weapon, ravaged her small hole. Was it a relief, or a misfortune? The pain didn’t last long. A small pleasure was felt from deep within her belly, and soon it mixed with the pain to create a strange sensation.
“……Haa, ah~~”
Caitlyn’s body shuddered. After letting out a hushed groan that made her voice go hoarse, all the strength had left her body. Archduke Akbar moved slowly back and forth as if to tease her. Caitlyn sobbed at the movement of his c**k, which felt like it was reaching places it shouldn’t as it hit the very end of her v****a.
“Hng, ugh, ahhh…….”
It didn’t hurt. But she felt like being in pain would be better. Her entire body was filled with raw sensations, and she felt like a beast crying and laughing with pleasure. But that also lasted only for a while. The Archduke was not satisfied with simply filling Caitlyn’s brain with pleasure. Gradually, his c**k mercilessly trampled Caitlyn’s tender walls, and every time he did, a wet, slapping sound echoed. She had already been drenched in her own juices for a long time.
“Now you’re worth being inside.”
Goosebumps broke out at the Archduke’s satisfied voice. Caitlyn had an intuition. That to him, she was truly nothing more than a lowly creature. A target to receive his power back and an object of pleasure. Nothing more, nothing less.
But there was nothing she could do. In this relationship, she was the absolute weakling. A pathetic human who couldn’t even protest. One who couldn’t even cry properly while being driven so relentlessly.
“……Hnngh~~♡”
The Archduke reached his climax as he let out a final breath. The thick white seed he spilled overflowed as it filled her inside. Caitlyn’s body shuddered. After letting out a hushed groan that made her voice go hoarse, all the strength had left her body. Her vision, seen through half-closed eyes, was blurry. She couldn’t hold out any longer and opened her mouth.
“Ah~”
A sound close to a whisper escaped.
“St~stop…….”
This was enough. At least the conditions necessary to return the Archduke’s power must have been met. But Roxias Akbar did not stop. Instead, as if stimulated by that one word, he pushed her against the backrest and deeply inserted his again-hardened c**k. Her body, already gone limp from the successive stimulation, could not withstand the new pressure. Caitlyn could no longer hold back her pained groans and let them all out.
“Mhmm, ahh…… hng, ugh.”
She felt moisture in the corners of her eyes. Even without checking, she could tell they were physiological tears. The fact that he was tormenting her even though he had already achieved his goal wasn’t just because Roxias Akbar had an inherent sadistic streak.
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