DDVLA 15

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'This b*tch!'

Elise opened her eyes with a start.

Someone had kissed her eyelids, and now someone was kissing her cheek. Her dark blue hair tickled her face.

I was shocked, thinking that the dream scene was continuing, but fortunately, she was alive and could move around.

“…Blake?”

A tightly shut voice came out, asking how long he had been sleeping.

“Are you awake?”

Elise tossed and turned uncomfortably under him. Though she wasn't putting weight on him, being trapped beneath his large frame felt suffocating.

But he didn't move. Instead, he kissed her earlobe and leaned in a little closer. Elise realized belatedly that she was naked.

“Clothes….”

“I took it off.”

Blake answered calmly.

“Checking to see if there are any injuries.”

“…I told you it was okay.”

“I couldn’t feel safe until I saw it for myself.”

Although it was a bit strange to strip a sleeping person of his clothes, Elise decided to pretend not to notice.

“Are you relieved now?”

He chuckled softly at Elise's words. The resonant, low-pitched voice rang in his ears, causing him to flinch. Gently stroking her hair, he whispered softly.

"no."

Elise blinked at the unexpected answer. She felt something heavy digging beneath her.

“No, Elise.”

“……!”

Elise, startled, grabbed his arm and gasped.

'what…?'

He didn't care whether she was surprised or not. He didn't hesitate for a moment until he thrust the round tip in and rammed the root.

The strange thing was that, despite the sudden action, there was no discomfort whatsoever. It was inserted smoothly, without any stiffness or pain.

Her moist flesh, as if sucking him in, twitched pleasantly. The sudden surge of pleasure left her breathless. Her legs, spread wide on either side of his body, tightened.

What had triggered him? Elise looked up at Blake, confused.

But he just looked down at her with his blue eyes and repeatedly bit her waist and thrust in.

“Ugh, Blake….”

He whispered softly, his lips touching hers as if kissing her lips as she called his name.

“Open your mouth.”

Before she could resist, her lips parted. He grabbed her breasts and twisted her nipples. His tongue invaded her open mouth, mercilessly ravaging her insides. As if punishing her, it rubbed from tip to root, piercing her deepest point.

Something sweet and cool, along with saliva, slid down her throat. Elise threw back her head and gasped. The thirst was unbearable.

Elise clung to him impatiently, wrapping her arms around his neck and forcing him into a kiss.

“More… more, please.”

He looked at Elise with his eyes downcast, and he skillfully stirred Elise's mouth just as she wished.

His indulgence didn't stop there. Instead of withdrawing what he'd inserted into her, he turned his waist and pressed and rubbed his member deep inside her.

‘Ah, it feels so good…’

It was ecstatic. Elise swayed her hips, accepting him. The whole process was already out of her mind. Her body was solely driven by a desire for greater pleasure. Her mind was hazy, as if intoxicated, and her entire body felt tingly and hot.

The love juice that poured out repeatedly soaked the buttocks and the sheets, but no one paid any attention.

“Blake, uh….”

Elise's sleek, outstretched legs tangled around his waist. His firm body, covered in dense muscle, pressed against her soft, pale body, turning it flushed.

“Elise….”

His voice, harsh and strained, made Elise even more impatient.

“You, ugh, are so, good.”

She rubbed her lips against his and licked the sweat from his chin. The more she did this, the more fierce Blake's gaze grew.

It was only natural that the movements became more intense. The speed of his thrusts increased, and so did the depth. Each time his thick shaft spread her inner folds and pierced her flesh, waves of pleasure surged through her. The bedroom was filled with the sounds of bestial breathing, slurping, and the obscene sounds of frantic licking and sucking.

Blake struggled to possess her more completely, and she struggled to use him to fill her emptiness without a single gap.

His thing swelled hard as he neared ejaculation. Elise's insides tightened around him, biting him. They clung to him hotly, urging him to ejaculate.

But instead of moving a little faster or more violently, he chose to get a little closer to her.

He threw Elise's legs over his shoulders and pushed himself to his limit.

“Ugh, ah… there, it’s too….”

She threw her head back and moaned at the feeling of being forced into a place she'd never been before. Blake's breath was ragged as he thrust into Elise's deepest, most secret place. He held back the urge to ejaculate, driving Elise into him endlessly. When the tip of his penis latched onto something deep inside, he thrusted shallowly and forcefully.

"iced coffee…!"

Her insides clenched and trembled. Blake wrapped one arm around her, holding her still as she twitched and convulsed.

His heavy breathing soaked her body.

He pulled out of me very slowly and then pushed back in.

Climax after climax. He clenched his teeth and repeated the same action several times. Sweat dripped from his forehead and pooled on her cleavage.

Elise was sulking.

“Enough now….”

The intense pleasure was so painful.

But crying and pleading were useless. He looked down at Elise, a disheveled mess, with his blue eyes, and gnawed at himself endlessly.

Her hand, which had been gripping his arm, fell limply. Her trembling body was pitiful. Only after Elise, who had been writhing, had completely relaxed did he penetrate her. "Knock, knock," he thrust, gently thrusting his semen into her.

Her tight, tight interior was filled with love juice and semen, seeping out along the joint. He slowly stirred inside her, enjoying the afterglow.

"too bad…."

Elise closed her eyes and grumbled. Even the sound of her voice was a struggle.

“…This is too much, ma’am.”

Finally, he pulled mine out. A milky liquid spurted out from the gaping entrance.

Elise let out a long sigh of relief.

“Yeah. I don’t know what it was, but… I was wrong.”

'Perhaps I called Cain's name in my sleep.'

He'd been gritting his teeth and desperately calling out in his dreams, so it was quite possible that it had leaked out at least once. If his wife had blurted out a man's name in her sleep, she might have mistaken it for her lover and become angry.

"Should I ask… No, if I do, and they ask who it is, what should I say? I can't say he's the one who killed me."

Meaningless thoughts flickered faintly in Elise's mind and then disappeared.

“…….”

With a face devoid of a smile, Blake looked down at Elise for a long time.

The thick, still creaking pillar pressed haphazardly against her sunken belly. She was barely able to open her eyes, gasping for breath, just as her hazy consciousness was about to fade.

Blake kissed Elise. He pressed his lips together, as if stamping a seal, then gently pulled away. Even after the kiss, his lips were still on hers.

“Sweet dreams, Elise.”

Elise fell into a deep sleep, feeling his low whispers, the touch of his lips brushing against hers, and his breath seeping away like a dream.

***

“It’s strange after all.”

Mary tilted her head at Elise's muttering.

“What are you talking about?”

After that day's events, Mary was officially recognized as Elise's personal maid. It was only natural that Mary was overjoyed and jumping for joy. Within a day, she had shed her bandages and was following Elise around.

Since Kate, the head maid, was very busy preparing for the trip to the system, Mary was the only one staying by Elise's side.

Thanks to this, Elise was able to act with peace of mind. For example, like now, while doing yoga poses and telling a suspicious story about someone.

"How can someone so handsome, fit, and affectionate be so good at night? You pushed them too hard. No matter how you look at it, they're still the main character."

Mary blinked.

“But you have a bad personality.”

“Personality? That’s just cute.”

This morning, Elise carefully rechecked the scenes where Blake appears, using the wedding ring to manipulate the scene. With such limited screen time and dialogue, it was difficult to grasp the original setting.

However, judging from the fact that she sometimes makes jealous remarks when she thinks the Archduchess is being too close to Lucas, it seems like she was originally set up as a loving wife.

“You’re not really trying to spy on me.”

“Spying on your wife… That’s so scary.”

"You're saying that because you haven't yet encountered someone who truly embodies the keywords 'obsession' and 'possessiveness.' Those guys are no joke."

Whatever the reason, Blake simply expressed his displeasure by having sex with her in a somewhat aggressive manner. Afterwards, he was more attentive to her and tried to be more considerate, which was not a bad thing.

“But Elise, what have you been doing since a while ago?”

“Can’t you tell just by looking? I’m doing yoga.”

“You’re just lying there.”

"I should be able to raise my upper body from this position, but I don't have any abs, so I can't."

“That, that can’t be.”

“Amazing? I’m surprised too.”

Elise sighed and tried to do some sit-ups, tensing her stomach.

Just then, someone knocked on her door.

“Your Majesty, Knights Alan Luos and Bart Luos request to see you.”

Mary, pressed against the wall, glared sharply at the door.

“It’s the presence of a powerful person!”

“Of course it is. Please return to your normal expression and open the door.”

Elise got off the bed and moved to the table, sitting down. She quickly straightened her disheveled appearance and straightened her back.

As Mary opened the door, she saw two knights standing there, frozen in place, too strong to enter at the same time.

“…….”

“…….”

It seemed like he was nervous after seeing Mary.

"Yes, that girl is the scary maid who can chew up a sword blade like it's gum. Be careful."

Elise thought calmly.

“Aren’t you coming in? Then can I close the door?”

The two quickly entered the room as Mary grabbed the handle as if to close the door.