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There was someone she loved.
Like the moon illuminating the deepest darkness—he was noble yet tender.
He reached out to her with kindness, and loving him was inevitable.
But Emmerin Shaunt couldn’t tell whether the beautiful silver-haired youth loved her back or not.
She simply followed his silhouette from afar, nurturing her feelings in silence.
She merely thought vaguely that he might have some affection for her.
However, when those feelings grew so overwhelming that she could no longer suppress them, her father, Duke Shaunt, made a proposal.
To bind him to her, Emmerin was to bear the child of Ibris Hainard, the leader of the revolutionary army.
Following her father’s words, Emmerin set out to seduce the noble and aloof Ibris Hainard, the man she admired.
Like wilting flower clusters, like edelweiss blooming in moonlight.
She surrendered herself to him, blooming sweetly under his touch.
“I wonder if you realize how foolishly infatuated I am with you, that you even appear in such vulgar dreams of mine.”
“Let’s go to my room. This place is too exposed for us to spend time together as we should.”
Even while consumed by desire for her, the silver-haired youth never treated her roughly.
Beloved Ib.
Like the moonlight that shines upon me, Ib, do you still love me?
Even though I deceived you to bear your child?
Now that I’ve reached out to the beautiful young man under the spell of a dream and carry his child, I don’t know what to say to him.
Still, I gaze dreamily at the beautiful youth before me.
I want to convey this feeling.
Ibris, come to me. My beloved Ibris.
Ib…
* * *
“Focus on me alone. Hah… Emmerin. Do you even have the luxury to think about anything else while I’m here?”
Ibris spoke as he roughly stirred her entrance with his tongue. Her glistening arousal smeared his red lips. His refined face, now smeared with the fluid flowing from her skin, made Emmerin’s heart race. It felt as though her small heart might burst out of her chest.
Then, without any respite, Ibris’s lips fiercely bit down on her sensitive nub. The pleasure was so overwhelming that Emmerin gasped, her trembling legs wrapping around his head.
Welcoming her uninhibited response, he let out a low chuckle.
“Tasty. More so than any drink.”
Ibris’s melodious voice resonated in the room, filled with the wet sounds of their passion. His free hand caressed the soft curve of her thigh, seemingly pleased with the sensation.
* * *
“Aah! Hah… Aaahn! Ibris… Haaah!”
“It’s alright, Emmerin.”
Upon hearing her sweet moans, he smiled brightly, his silver eyes curving with delight.
The thought that even the faint trace of his charming smile now belonged entirely to her made Emmerin’s heart flutter. She tightened her legs around his head, overwhelmed by the thought.
‘But I want to respond to Ibris’s feelings too.’
He’s like a flower.
Constantly exuding a sweet fragrance, a man brimming with honeyed charm.
Even as her mind emptied from the pleasure,
Even as she let out mischievous moans,
She wanted to make Ibris’s heart entirely hers.
She wanted to bind him, to make him see only her. That possessiveness bubbled fiercely within her small body.
So Emmerin tangled her fingers in Ibris’s hair, pressing his head firmly against her. He seemed to enjoy her fragile strength, laughing softly as he planted a kiss on her entrance before plunging his tongue deep inside once more.
“Ah… Aaah… Hah… Aaah!”
It felt like he was kissing her intimately. His thick tongue explored the inner walls between her folds, sucking deeply on her flesh and drinking in her arousal. Each time he did, Emmerin felt as though she might lose her mind from the pleasure.
Knowing she was approaching a violent climax, Ibris moved his fingers even more intensely.
Such savage movements continued. Before long, her fluids flowed so freely that Ibris couldn’t possibly drink it all. Watching her like this, his arousal strained against his pants, threatening to burst free.
