“Ah…”
Anne was sprawled on the bed breathing in the warm air. Her drained body lacked the realism as if it were someone else’s. Blue pupils shed glistening tears. Daymond’s gaze as he wiped her tears with his lips, lingered on his wife.
In the past, whenever he embraced her, a particularly uneven emotion arose, and he would intentionally utter nonsense and tease her carelessly. It was a desperate act to counterbalance the feeble struggles that never wanted to show his affection.
It was in the same context on the day Anne arrived at the Grand Duke’s castle, he was enraged by the mention of succession and took her in a sadistic and spiteful manner. Even he acknowledged that his actions on their inauspicious first night were rude beyond measure.
Above all, he had not considered how taxing his ignorant actions might be for Anne in his hasty attempt to protect his own feelings. Hence, when engaging in a relationship with Anne now he did it. However he found himself once again standing tall at the sight of Anne lying naked.
He pondered seriously. He tried not to push her too hard, but the desire had already boiled over, and the restless lower region was uncomfortable. Struggling with the awkwardness, Daymond, with a reddened face from pulling in his self-control, finally brought a sheet and covered Anne’s body.
“Did I push you too hard?”
“You, really… haa… Was this your intention from the beginning?”
In her clear sight, Daymond’s face was soaked in happiness. His lips sealed flat in response to Anne’s exhausted voice.
“Tell me honestly. Have you really become human?”
No matter how much she thought about it, she didn’t have the stamina of a human. He typically didn’t finish with just one or two times, but today, he seemed to have more energy than usual. Moreover, the firm member stood tall, as if it were about to spew thick fluid at any moment.
Anne was curious about whether he really slept. Although it was him who used overflowing strength every night, it was she who fell asleep first, as if she were fainting, waking up in the morning to those red eyes looking down at her as usual.
Being a person with many innate talents, perhaps he didn’t need deep sleep. While thinking that, Daymond pulled Anne from behind, enveloping her within his chest.
“So, have you come to dislike me now?”
It was a teasing question even though he knew there was no way that could happen. However, the hand gently detaching each strand of hair that was clinging with sweat to her cheek, was surprisingly tender.
Anne, who had obediently responded to his meticulous touch, nestled her body into his arms. The sensations that he used to forcibly give her now became rich and turned into various pleasures.
And now, after sex, she enjoyed touching him skin to skin while quietly savoring the afterglow. It was pleasant to feel the sweat-drenched bare skin and to sense his warmth transmitted to her.
As she was trying to peacefully fall asleep, the tight abs touching her chest trembled. Moreover, when she looked up after feeling the firm sensation below her navel, Daymond was making a somewhat embarrassed face. The eyes, dyed reddish with excitement, were also simmering.
“We should… stop, right?”
A deep, husky exhale followed the low tone. Anne could hear desire dripping from the voice and let out a faint laugh.
“I guess I’ll be oversleeping tomorrow.”
“Let’s make sure you sleep in as much as you want tomorrow.”
Daymond’s arms, holding Anne, tightened. In that position, the robust member pushed inside, and he moved as if it were the first time. The room echoed with lewd sounds every time it moved as it was already drenched with a mix of love liquid and his semen from several times.
The passionately entwined bodies continued for a long time, as if deeply engraving the most important moment of their lives. Eventually, as the sun began to rise, Anne could finally fall asleep.
*
The languid body swayed gently. As she reached out to find warmth wanting to pull the pillow, something soft and slightly firm was caught. Then, familiar, low breathing sounds followed.
What’s this?
Come to think of it, the feel of the pillow supporting her head was not entirely soft but somewhat firm. Blinking her eyes open, Anne, who felt the peculiar sensation of the pillow, glanced around through her opened eyelids.
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