Chapter 2.2

Chapter 2.2

Suddenly sinking into the soft bed, Luna felt sober up instantly, and she quickly stammered,

“W-wait a moment.”

“You’re not going to say something innocent, are you, Lady Wild Mare?”

The Grand Duke spoke, his tone mocking her flamboyant past.

It wasn’t something a newlywed bride, especially one wearing a negligee that revealed her skin, should be saying.

As a flustered Luna merely rolled her eyes, he moved faster.

Misunderstanding her words, he had already stripped away the cumbersome negligee that enveloped her.

It was lingerie that came undone with a single gesture, so it presented no difficulty.

As the restrictive garments vanished, her ample mounds swayed indecently.

Her body, with cheeks flushed red, was exposed naked in the moonlight.

Luna tried to cover her chest with slender arms, but could barely conceal her peaks. Instead, the sight only made it appear more arousing.

“So, experience truly can’t be hidden? You know well how to excite a man.”

The intense, direct gaze made Luna extremely flustered.

“Th-that’s not it… Ahh!”

Caesar casually swatted her arm away, then took a voluptuous, pink peak into his mouth and began to swirl it mercilessly.

The hot sensation of his mouth softly enveloped her peak. His handsome lips suckling her mound was more lewd than she had imagined.

He gnawed gently at the obscenely erect nub, then deeply engulfed her a!re0la, causing Luna’s back to arch sharply.

“Ha… Ugh…!”

Her initial shock at the sudden change in scenery was momentary; the rush of novel sensations that followed left her no time to collect herself.

Everywhere his tongue grazed felt hot and throbbing. Luna writhed, unsure of what to do.

She clung to the faint thread of reason remaining, trying to push his shoulder away, but her movements only incited him further.

‘Is this his preference?’

Caesar held her saliva-slicked nub in his mouth, gnawing gently without pain.

A tingling pleasure spread through her entire body, as if staining every cell.

Could simply having her nub in his mouth feel this good? With the added effect of alcohol, her mind clouded hazily.

Observing her reactions closely, Caesar slowly licked her other nub with his tongue and spoke.

“As expected, your sensitivity is good.”

To shiver at just a slight touch.

Thinking she was truly gifted, he slowly stroked her bottom. Her body was so sensitive that it trembled at just the brush of Caesar’s hand.

Soon, his hand moved to Adelia’s secret place.

Her most intimate spot. His hand reached the moist wetlands, then rubbed along her entrance.

“Ahhh…!”

“You’re incredibly wet.”

He had only caressed her mounds, yet her lower body was already softly prepared, as if ready for anything.

He slid a finger into the parted crevice, and her smooth acceptance made one corner of Caesar’s lips twitch.

“Hahh…!!”

At the sudden intrusion, Luna clamped her legs shut.

But Caesar paid no heed, rubbing and delving into her petals. Her thickly moist flesh clung to his fingers, squirming.

With the sudden, intense stimulation, she tried to escape it by arching her hips, but each time, his fingers only probed deeper.

Tears threatened to spill from her eyes.

She felt a strange sensation for the first time in her life. Her slightly parted thighs trembled faintly, as if about to collapse.

Caesar meticulously caressed her inner walls, as if exploring something. His face, at a glance, even seemed serious.

The squelching sound of wetness echoed unusually loudly in the quiet room.

His fingers, plunging deep enough to be submerged to the back of his hand, hit a certain spot, and her hips twitched, jerking upward sharply.

“…This is the spot.”

It was a point deep within her inner wall, on the right side.

Caesar firmly rubbed that slightly rough area, and a gush of wetness erupted, turning her mind blank, white as paper.

“Hah… Ugh…! No… I don’t…!”

Luna, her face teary-eyed, gripped Caesar’s wrist tightly.

Her legs spontaneously spread wide, brazenly exposing her soft pink intimacy.

Her moist inner walls spasmed ceaselessly, tightening and loosening, contracting and expanding around his thick fingers.

Despite her fervent reaction, Caesar moved his fingers faster, probing and scooping at her inner walls.

A dizzying sensation surged through her, and her hips unexpectedly leaped into the air, against her will.

“Ah…!”

Luna bit her lower lip hard. Her wet eyelashes fluttered, and her eyes turned red. Caesar, for a moment, couldn’t tear his gaze away from her.

When her body eventually went slack, as if overwhelmed, Caesar slowly withdrew his fingers.

Even those slender fingers pulled out, bringing with them traces of her pink flesh, as if reluctantly. Her astonishingly sensitive body flinched and trembled at that small action.

Her slightly parted lips continued to twitch incessantly, as if the afterglow hadn’t left.

As if desiring more, her seductive appearance, capable of captivating anyone, made his own lower body grow heavy.

Indeed, her rumored nature as a femme fatale was fully revealed. Caesar, filled with admiration, decided. This was an unwelcome marriage, but she would bear his heir. If he had to keep her close anyway, he would uncover her true intentions, whether by seduction or by finding her weaknesses.

“Hnn…”

Caesar, habitually contemplating strategies, snapped back to attention at the woman’s moan. For now, her reaction didn’t seem to be an act.

Seeing her overtly provocative display, he spoke.

“No further preparation needed, it seems.”

Caesar’s low murmur, as he slowly traced his lower lip, echoed like a ringing in her ears even through her hazy state.

After a moment of silence.

Lost in a haze of pleasure, she finally felt something blunt press against her below.