Chapter 52
Cairn quickly pulled his hand away, worried he might be hurting her.
“Lili, are you okay?”
But Lilien was living out a different dream in the same bed.
From the moment Cairn, with surprisingly gentle fingers for someone his size, started to explore her, she had grown hot with anticipation.
His slow touch only made me wish he would push harder and take control. Just when her nerves were at their limit, his rough fingers brushed exactly where she needed.
Cairn was surprisingly skilled at this game of push and pull.
When his thumb pressed against her c**t, a spark shot through her—so sharp she found herself desperately wishing he would just get on with it already. She craved more, wanting him to touch her deeper.
But then his large hand moved away, and all she felt was disappointment. She could feel how wet she’d gotten.
“I… I don’t know…”
Cairn ran a shaky hand over his face, then gently pushed her thighs further apart.
He completely misunderstood her silence. He thought his desire to touch her was purely selfish, that she didn’t actually want this. Deciding it was better to just get it over with.
He skipped any more foreplay, opened her flesh and positioned himself to enter her.
But—
“Ah! Cairn! That doesn’t feel right!”
Lilien’s cry of alarm made cold sweat break out on his forehead.
He adjusted, gripping himself by the thickest part and, pressing along her entrance, tried again.
“How about here?”
“That’s not it either, you dummy!”
Dummy…That was a first.
Cairn had always been called a prodigy. From a young age, he was different from the rest. He learned to read faster than anyone, was one of the few in the Klatt Empire fluent in Sevres language. He even stood a full head taller than most boys his age.
For someone like him to be called a dummy?
While he hesitated, Lilien had carefully grasped his length.
“Hoo—”
He couldn’t help but let out a guttural groan at her touch. Unbothered by his reaction, she guided him lower, until the head of his c**k nudged against a slippery spot.
“…Here, here, Cairn.”
Her entrance was so low and hidden for its intended purpose. But now he saw the faint milky fluid gathering at where his tip was caught.
Feeling his limit, Cairn paused, giving her one last chance to back out.
“Lili, are you sure you won’t regret this?”
He brushed aside the mess of hair from her face, meeting her eyes that were so clear and certain.
“…Yes. I won’t regret it.”
With her permission, Cairn finally pressed in without hesitation.
And immediately—
“Ah, ah! Wait… wait! It hurts! It hurts!”
“Isn’t this the right place?”
Lilien writhed away. Cairn cursed under his breath and quickly pulled out before he’d even gotten halfway.
Her quiet sobs echoed in the empty room. He felt utterly pathetic, like some bumbling newlywed who’d just made his wife cry.
Shaking himself, he gently sat her up and pulled her into his arms.
“Come here, Lilien. Don’t cry, it’s okay. I’m sorry.”
It was only when she started whining softly in his arms that he finally relaxed. But then, she began nudging his c**k with her pale thigh, almost absentmindedly.
“Lilien de Bermore, you mustn’t do that.”
When she’d cried out in pain, his heart had dropped. But apparently, the message hadn’t reached his lower half, which was still fully, painfully e***t.
The rush of blood was honestly torturous, but trying to push further now would be reckless.
“Why? Why not?”
She protested, looking up at him with teary eyes. Now that the shock had worn off, Cairn saw the things he hadn’t noticed before.
Her flushed cheeks, her pale round b*****s. She was so soft and delicate, he wanted to both cherish and devour her.
Cairn forced himself to take a steadying breath.
“Not tonight.”
“But tonight’s all I’ve got… Can’t we just try one more time?”
The lips that dangerously tempted Cairn were so beautiful.
Before he could say anything, she unexpectedly grabbed his c**k with both hands.
“If I just… soothe it a little, maybe it’ll get a bit smaller, right?”
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