A Reversal of Unrequited Love - Chapter 72

Ethan chuckled softly and let go of her br*ast. Sliding his lips down, he kissed her ribs, her slim waist, her flat belly, and her cute navel. He kissed her pubic bone briefly before slowly pulling his fingers out of her hole. His fingers were sticky with her juices.

Before licking her below, Ethan observed her twitching hole. His gaze must have been quite persistent, as more fluid dripped out.

“What, what are you looking at…!”

Hyacinth protested, covering her face with both hands.

“I just thought even your lower part is pretty.”

“What are you saying…?”

“And how can it be so tight?”

As he spoke in a deliberately serious tone, Hyce’s face turned as red as if it were on fire. Ethan couldn’t take his eyes off the red hue spreading even to her fingers. As he rubbed his nose against her p*ssy, the thigh he was holding trembled.

“Ah, hng, don’t say weird things… just do it!”

“I swear I only tell you the truth, Hyce.”

Ethan licked once and then protested.

“You’re really tight… Do you want to see for yourself?”

“No!”

Ignoring his wife’s shocked reaction, Ethan held her delicate thigh with one arm. As he bent down, Hyce’s waist curled up. Her flushed p*ssy was exposed even to her own view.

Her green eyes, visible between his fingers, widened in shock. In front of her astonished gaze, Ethan wiggled his index finger and then pushed it deep inside the hole. The lewd sight of her p*ssy devouring his hand was displayed to Hyce without any filter.

Her pretty red lips parted slightly. Even though she could have simply covered her face with her hands, Hyce continued to watch through the gaps between her fingers. This time, Ethan wiggled his index and middle fingers, then thrust both fingers inside at the same time.

“It’s tight even with two…”

“You’re really… insane…”

“Sometimes it’s hard.”

“Ethan…!”

“But when I put in four, it loosens up enough…”

“Ah! Stop! Stop it! I hate it!”

“Really?”

Regaining her senses, Hyce, who had been struggling, calmed down as Ethan inserted four fingers at once. She blinked repeatedly, then closed her eyes tightly. As if she couldn’t believe her lower part was swallowing four fingers.

She covered her mouth and silently gasped.

At the same time, her slender waist convulsed, and liquid gushed from her reddened p*ssy. No, it wasn’t just flowing out; it was bursting out. Before Ethan, who was greedily licking below, could whisper anything more, Hyce reached out and groped the air. Desperately seeking him, she pleaded.

“E-Ethan. Please take them out. Okay?”

“Right now?”

“Yes, yes. Do it, Ethan. Okay? Okay?”

“Ha…”

“Honey…”

Cunning. Hyce Erentis was truly cunning.

Surrendering to her last word, Ethan let out a long sigh. Even though he wanted to enjoy the best gift given to him in life for a long time, his patience was too lacking. He swiftly embraced Hyce, who was still reaching out, and lifted her into his arms. Quickly undoing his waistband, he sat her on his lap.

Tap, tap. His c*ck, which had been throbbing with anger, slapped her plump buttocks.

Hyce glanced back nervously. As she gauged its size, she took a deep breath with a rather solemn expression.

“Hyce, can you give me another birthday present?”

“I already gave you a lot…!”

“Try putting it in yourself, okay?”

Hyce looked down at him with a tearful expression. Ethan kissed her chest, which was swaying right in front of him, and adjusted the crooked ribbon. Mixing requests and pleas, he looked up at her, and Hyce eventually pouted.

“On my birthday, hng, I’ll see about that…”

“Okay.”

“I’ll make you pay dearly!”

“That would be good for me.”

Before Hyce could fall into confusion, Ethan poked the tip of her hole with his throbbing c*ck. At the very brief union, both Ethan and Hyce let out groans.

“Ugh.”

“Hng.”

Unable to bear it, Hyce got on her knees and tightly hugged Ethan’s head. Enjoying the scent of his wife touching his nose, Ethan waited patiently. Her small, cute hand grasped his c*ck. He felt her align the head with her hole. And then.

“Ah!”

Hyce swallowed exactly half of him. Biting his lips to stifle his moans, Ethan endured the sensation of her inner walls tightly clamping down on him. Hyce hiccupped, struggling with his c*ck, which was larger than usual. As they paused midway, both Ethan and, likely, Hyce had to endure a moment of hell.

“E-Ethan…”

“Yes.”

The moment his wife pleaded, Ethan acted immediately.

As he hooked his arm behind her knees and pulled her hips, Hyce’s body fell heavily downward. It was a shockingly strong union.

“Ah-!”

His c*ck penetrated in one breath. Even though she had prepared herself, Hyce had to cry from the unbearable pleasure. Maybe it was because of the added gravity. The feeling of being pierced by a massive c*ck was not something she could easily endure.

Thinking that a louder moan might escape, she covered her mouth tightly with both hands.

“Why are you swallowing your moans?”

Hyce hurriedly shook her head. Now, of all times, she felt she absolutely couldn’t make a sound. Truly. The fear that she might be exposed to the most shameful extent struck her mind. Unaware that her fierce refusal was provoking the man’s stubbornness, Hyce pleaded with tearful eyes.

Ethan licked between her fingers. Hyce kept shaking her head. Ethan tilted his head and bit her earlobe. Hyce shook her head again.

Then Ethan stood up while holding her.

“Ah!”

She had to helplessly fall into a new trap.

Because Ethan started walking while still joined with her. The bouncing made her body rise and fall, leaving Hyce unable to gather her senses. She had to endure the stimulation while trembling inside his broad body. Having already been swept up in a noisy climax, her body simply wouldn’t listen to her.

Hyce belatedly covered her mouth with her hand again to stifle her moans. Ethan watched her pitifully trembling form without missing a detail.

“Hyce, I want to hear your moans.”

No.

“Even though today is my birthday?”

No, I can’t.

Hyce clung to Ethan’s collar and barely managed to scrape out a voice.

“Instead, something else…”

“Anything else?”

“Yes. Yes…”

“That’s quite a dangerous permission…”

Still holding her, Ethan headed back to the bed. This time, maybe he would engage in a more normal position. Half relieved, half expectant, Hyce waited. She was stunned when she felt the sensation of his c*ck slipping out. Ethan, who observed her gaping, wide-open hole, changed positions and sat her down. If they had been facing each other before, this time Hyce’s back was pressed against his chest.

Her thighs were spread wide and firmly held. Then Ethan stood up again.

This time, he stood in front of a mirror.

The primitive sight reflected on the smooth surface almost made Hyce lose her mind. Perhaps she already had. She couldn’t even gather her wits to grab his pretty silver hair.

The sight of her lower part swallowing a massive c*ck was utterly vulgar. The mixed fluids dripping down were equally so. Even her face was flushed and slackened, with a crooked green ribbon hanging around her neck like a mark.

“Isn’t my gift beautiful?”

Ethan whispered boastfully into her ear. Unlike her dazed eyes, his gray eyes were very clear. Like a beast staring at its prey, he gazed at their reflection in the mirror as if he was engraving it into his memory. It was a gaze filled with all kinds of desires. From those eyes, Hyce read s*xual desire, hunger, possessiveness, and… the strongest emotion of all, which made her smile softly even as she felt like crying.

“Aren’t you so beautiful?”

“…Oh my god.”

“Hyce, what should I do with you being so beautiful?”

Hyce sniffled and replied.

“I’ve always been beautiful. So deal with it.”

It was a response very typical of her and enough to provoke her husband.

That night, many pieces of furniture were broken because Ethan couldn’t restrain himself, but since the birthday boy was happy, it was a pretty decent birthday overall.

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Even after that, their newlywed life flowed satisfactorily.

As much as she had prepared diligently before coming to the North, Hyce perfectly maintained her dignity and duties as the lady of the North. Of course, she also secretly went to Bridget Erentis’s grave to vent her frustrations.

Months passed, and seasons changed, but Ethan visited her bedroom without fail every day. Since sharing the same bed with her, he seemed to have broken his habit of using the garden or outdoors. Whether they had been intimate or not, Ethan always held her tightly as he fell asleep. Before sleeping, he would kiss her red hair or playfully stroke her instep with his foot. When he got sleepy, he would pull her into a tight embrace, almost as if restraining her, and fall asleep.

Hyce endured the inconvenience for her husband.

In fact, that inconvenience was limited to the first week. After seven days, Hyce adapted to Ethan’s limbs wrapping around her body, and sometimes she even felt restless and couldn’t sleep well without the heavy feeling pressing down on her.

On weekends, they rode horses. At Ethan’s suggestion, they also went far away to see the stars. Burying herself in her husband’s arms, Hyce watched the sparkling curtain of light in the sky as if enchanted. It was such a fantastic sight that she couldn’t help but let out a gasp.