Asherad reached out and slowly untied Daphne's belt. Daphne was frozen like a block of wood, looking up at Asherad.
She doesn't know what this means. A man confessing his burning love and trying to mix his body. In a way, it may be natural.
However, he is the Crown Prince. He would not have sex with a maid like her because she was 'dirty'. With such a big difference in status, would he have sex with her? Really?
Daphne stood there dumbfounded for a bigger reason. Would this man mix flesh with her? Was it a simple mocking threat?
The Emperor was after her, so would the Crown Prince dare to have sex with her? It wouldn't happen, Daphne even thought to herself.
But when she came to, all the buttons were already undone, and her clothes were sliding down. She was looking at Asherad in her underwear.
Only then did it start to sink in. She took a step back without realizing it, and the edge of the bed caught her ankle, causing her to collapse on the bed.
Asherad smiled at that. Daphne couldn't stand up and run away, so she sat down and ran into bed.
Asherad climbed onto Daphne, who was lying in the middle of the bed without realizing it.
She thought it was easy. Daphne looked at Asherad and realized. This man really wanted to go all the way.
Aside from his always elegant and slow demeanor, his hands hurriedly untied her underwear. Goosebumps ran down her bare skin.
“I love you, Daphne.”
Asherad whispered sweetly. The false illusions he showed in the moonlight were beautiful. At first glance, what he whispered sounded true.
“So stay by my side.”
“...”
“Don’t run away.”
The hand that lowered the drawers was so slow. When the cold air touched her thighs, she realized that she was completely naked in front of him.
Before Daphne could do anything, Asherad began to rub Daphne’s neck. It was ticklish and slimy. Daphne flinched at the feeling of her whole body tensing up.
Slowly, the hazy sense of reality returned. As she denied reality, Daphne realized that she was now trying to have sex with this man.
The always artificially affectionate face was tinged with madness. However, the lips exhaling hot breath were too erotic and beautiful. He kissed Daphne's cheek as if he couldn't bear it anymore, and sucked her lips again.
“Don't leave.”
Asherad said the same thing again. Now, even Daphne was confused. Fabian said Asherad mocked her like a dog. Asherad hated her.
But wouldn't that be a lie?
Could it be that she was mistaken? Could it be that the person who spoke with such earnest eyes was really lying? Daphne was about to ask if Fabian was okay after hearing those soft words.
“Your Highness, Fabi... Ah!”
Daphne twisted her waist as his hand touched a place it shouldn't have. As she looked up with tearful eyes, Asherad spoke.
“How long are you going to talk about other kids in front of me?”
The cold anger on his smiling face made her breath catch in her throat. The ecstatic face that Daphne had always desired was stained with self-inflicted anger and lust.
Asherad gently kneaded Daphne's protruding breasts and brought his mouth to the tip. As the tip of his hard tongue stimulated the tip of the breasts, a sharp sound began to come out of Daphne's mouth.
“Ah, hmph...!”
She can't tell him to stop. She's completely crazy right now. How could the noble Crown Prince be sucking her breasts?
She thought she should run away, but Daphne was used to giving up, and that was the best way to survive.
The Emperor, the Crown Prince. In a situation where everyone was after Daphne, even if she had a strong ego, it would have been shattered and collapsed.
But there was something strange about the way he explored Daphne's chest. Even as she searched for Fabian, Daphne found herself ecstatic at the fact that Asherad wanted her.
The chin of the man who was exploring the breasts was visible. He acted as if sucking the breasts was all he wanted to do. Her waist moved every time the tip of his tongue went to the peak.
No need to say much.
Asherad enjoyed Daphne's body as if he were enjoying a feast. Soon, Asherad sank his teeth into Daphne's wrist.
The rumbling breathing became faster and faster. The moment the man who was oppressing and coveting her became naked, she saw the extent of Asherad's desire.
“Ah, Your Highness!”
It was so bad that she tried to twist her waist and escape, but her wrist was grabbed. As punishment for trying to escape, her waist was grabbed, and she was forced to lie down again. His fingers began to rub between her legs, spread at the knees.
“Ah, huh! Huh!”
She tried to clench her teeth, but her lips were parted, and hot breath escaped. Tears flowed from Daphne's eyes. It was a distant feeling she had never experienced in her life.
Inside the man, whom she thought she could not even reach, she was naked and naked, with her legs spread wide, playing in his hands. Even the sound she made was extremely lewd.
Yet, Daphne felt a strange excitement at the sight of the man observing her without even blinking an eye.
Someone who absolutely dominated and was not influenced by anyone lost his reason because of her. Her eyes were red, and her pale face was covered in a peach blush. He continued to roughly spread apart Daphne's legs, who were trying to close them unconsciously.
His fingers seemed to flash white. It was embarrassing. But her body was heated by his gesture. The moment she tried to indulge in it...
"Ah!"
He pushed his all the way in at once. It was crazy. Asherad also took a deep breath.
Daphne shook her head in denial with tearful eyes. As she had heard, there was no pain typical of first-time relationships. However, something huge was pushing in ceaselessly, making her breath suffocate.
She looked at Asherad with her eyes wide open as if asking for something. He started to move his waist while looking at Daphne’s relaxed face with a blank expression.
“Ouch, ugh! Ugh!”
Instead of the sweet moans that stimulated her body, a reflexive voice rang out as she was stabbed in an unfamiliar place. However, even the changed sound seemed stimulating, and Asherad, who took a deep breath, lowered his body and overlapped hers.
“Did you do this with that kid, too?”
Daphne shook her head. She had never even had a proper kiss with Fabian. Fabian had always been cautious with Daphne.
Never before had anything come into her body and mind so destructively as Asherad. Tears fell.
The slapping sound changed into the sound of flesh hitting flesh. Wet, soft flesh clung together and then fell apart. The unfamiliar feeling made her gasp for breath, and my face heated up.
“Ha, uh!”
As the tension in her body began to relax, Daphne's expression changed again. The moment the pleasure hidden in the faint pain slowly emerged, she unconsciously turned around to escape Asherad's embrace, threw herself down on the bed, and quickly moved her feet.
“Ah, uh!”
But before she could move any further, she was caught by both arms and fell face down.
“Run away again?”
Daphne gasped at the strong insertion. Her lips, which she had tried to keep shut, gradually lost their strength, and her breath rose to the tip of her chin.
“Ah, that, huh!”
Daphne clutched the bed sheets until her knuckles turned white. Stars seemed to flash before her eyes. She could think of nothing else but the pleasure that now dominated her.
“Oh, I won’t do that.”
“...”
“Your Highness, I won’t run away, I was wrong!”
Daphne looked ahead and sobbed, but instead of forgiving, he bit her neck and shoulders.
It was the mating of beasts. Daphne shed tears as he put more weight on her. She twisted her waist at the unfamiliar sensation between her spread legs.
She gripped the bed sheets tightly. She had no idea that Asherad would get angry like this. She really didn't know that it would be his way of venting his desires on her.
Daphne exhaled hotly, feeling his scent on the bed sheets and his desire as he held her.
There was a time when she wished that if she ever had sex for the first time, it would be with that man. That wish came true in a cruel way.
Sleeping with him was miserably ecstatic. He laid Daphne back down and began licking her tears.
Feeling pleasure for the first time, she grabbed Asherad's arm, not knowing what to do.
His arm was scratched by a long nail. However, Asherad, who was looking down at her expressionlessly, did not even frown in pain.
A body as strong as steel roughly hugged Daphne. Covered in his scent from the bed sheets she had been lying on, Daphne continued to accept him.
***
Daphne was lying there, exhausted. Asherad was sitting on a chair, watching her as she lay there.
His chest was exposed through the shirt he had roughly put on. It was unpleasant not to be able to wash off the sticky sweat, but he felt refreshed.
The dawn light made Daphne's body look even more beautiful. Daphne, lying on her side and looking into Asherad's eyes, seemed lost in thought.
Her flowing blond hair covered her naked body like a well-fitting dress. She tried to cover it with a sheet, but it didn't cover everything.
The pure white skin was covered with red marks he had made. Everything was filled with his traces. She was the woman who had been cruelly held by him.
It was met.
But at the same time as being satisfied, he also feels something is lacking.
It was like hunger.
He wants a little more.
He had wanted a little girl who had only been longing for his affection since long ago. As if he were her whole world. He got up from his seat as if he had just remembered.
“Daphne, would you like to see Sir Pond?”
Asherad smiled brightly. Just as sinners need punishment, the promised reward was also necessary. Of course, the meaning of 'punishment' and 'reward' was the same now.
Asherad would become Daphne's whole world. Asherad thought so.
Daphne, who had been lying down, nodded weakly and got up.
Asherad gave her a white negligee, which he had prepared in advance. Since she had difficulty getting up, he even showed his kindness by putting it on her.
As she stepped onto the bed, she felt dizzy and leaned against Asherad. He chuckled and picked Daphne up.
Daphne didn't ask Fabian if he was okay, perhaps out of consideration for his feelings. That was quite satisfactory.
When he left the room, there was no escort. He knocked open the half-open door of the next room with his foot. Daphne's eyes fell on the room. The light from the window was shining in the morning.
Fabian wasn't far away.
Because he's been in the room right next to her before.
Drop, drop, there was the sound of some liquid falling onto the already soaking wet carpet.
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