Chapter 28
“Hah, I truly don’t know where to even begin explaining. Have you become an idiot after losing your memory?”
Enraged, he gritted his teeth and pressed her. It was absolutely the first time he had ever raised his voice and gotten angry at her like this.
“I’m that desperate, alright! Do you think I want to do that with men other than Aisen? But if I don’t do this, then…!”
Diana, who had raised her voice in agitation, bit her lower lip hard and hung her head. Her slumped shoulders shook pitifully. Seeing this, Viern felt a slight softening in his heart and reached a hand toward her.
“It… doesn’t matter to me.”
At her faint murmur slipping through clenched teeth, his hand stopped mid-air.
“If I can have even one night with Aisen by doing this, even like this…”
That foolish, pure devotion made Viern feel something in his mind snap abruptly in that instant.
It doesn’t matter if she sullies her body with those filthy scum from the streets? As long as she can share a single night of passion with that… that bastard Aisen, with his disgusting preferences… it’s somehow acceptable?
Not even the heart of that damned libertine, but just a single night of physical pleasure is worth all this… this mess?
“……Just how deep are these feelings, I wonder.”
A rough voice, as if suppressing boiling anger, accompanied the hands that seized her shoulders. It happened in an instant—he pushed Diana down onto the bed.
“Even going to such lengths, just to win that fool’s heart?”
“Huh, Duke…?”
Fallen abruptly onto the white sheets, she looked up at the shadow looming over her with the face of a startled rabbit.
“If your feelings are that deep—”
He lowered himself, placing a knee on the yielding mattress, a cold smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as his hands closed around her wrists.
“As your loyal vassal, I cannot refuse to assist you.”
His soft whisper and the warm touch stroking the prominent veins on his wrists made Diana’s face flush crimson.
“W-Wait… uh!”
As his knee, slipping between the rucked-up layers of her skirt, pressed firmly against a secret place, her body jolted with a tremor.
“You’re the one who asked for this, no?”
His merciless gaze looked down into the finely trembling green eyes as he roughly pulled down the straps of her dress. The pale, soft flesh bound by her undergarment was revealed.
“What’s wrong? Are you frightened now that I’m offering to help?”
He then stripped away the undergarment as well, roughly grasping the full b*****s that spilled forth.
“Hguh…!”
Each time he kneaded her chest, soft white flesh, like dough, bulged and squeezed between his thick fingers—an intensely stimulating sight.
“If you’re scared, say so.”
He slowly rolled his fingertip over her rosy n****e, whispering.
“Just one word is enough. Say it. Say that you’re scared of this, and that you won’t recklessly attempt such things again. If you do—”
“Hnghh…”
Press, press— Rubbing firmly with his knee and pinching, twisting the hardened peak with his fingertips—at these unfamiliar sensations, Diana kept trembling, unable to form a proper reply.
“I’ll let you go right now.”
Just as he said that and began to slowly withdraw his hand from her chest—
“I-It’s not scary… I’m just…”
Diana grabbed his retreating hand and pulled it back to her chest, looking up at him with a face on the verge of tears.
“……”
The man’s adam’s apple silently bobbed up and down behind tightly sealed lips. Her reddened eyes, whether from fear or some other reason, kept needling his nerves.
Lowering his gaze away from her teary eyes, his sight was drawn to her ample b*****s, in contrast to her slender waist. He had seen them once before, long ago, on the day he brought her out from the tower, when he had washed her. But now, her flesh had grown even fairer, and her chest was disturbingly, seductively larger than back then. And… sweet.
“Ahhngh…!”
As the man buried his head against the soft swell of her chest, taking the rosy peak into his mouth and sucking strongly, a strange moan burst from between her teeth. ‘Hupp…’ Startled by the sound she herself made, she quickly covered her mouth with both hands.
But, showing no mercy, the relentless sucking and swirling of his tongue around her sensitive tip forced Diana to keep unknowingly clenching her thighs, letting out ragged gasps.
“D-Duke, w-wait a minute, ngh…”
The loud, wet sounds of the large man hanging onto her b*****s, suckling noisily, made her feel even more peculiar.
“Th-This is weird, it’s too much, sob, weird…”
“I wonder. It doesn’t seem weird; it seems like you’re enjoying it.”
He detached his mouth from her chest, curling one corner of his lips mockingly as he spoke.
“Every time your n****e is sucked, Your Highness’s thighs squeeze my knee. Not very proper.”
“Ngh, ah, n-no, it’s not that…”
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