Iren blushed and looked perplexed. She couldn’t figure out what to do every time her elegant husband spoke vulgar words on the bed.

Before her lips closed again, Lahart lowered his head. His warm and moist tongue swiftly entered and filled her mouth. Skillfully, as always, he wrapped and pulled Iren’s stiff tongue, unsure of what to do.

Feeling a sensation spread throughout her body, Iren urgently grabbed Lahart’s shoulders. She tried to push him away, but instead of backing off, his broad shoulders came even closer.

“Mm, yes, hmph.”

Lahart’s tongue twisted and turned in her mouth like a snake. The greedy kiss that stole her breath made her head dizzy.

Even though all she could do was offer her lips and tongue obediently, Lahart waited and teased her tongue, sucking on it.

Iren’s grip on his shoulders tightened.

“Ugh, ah…!”

Their lips parted. While Iren struggled to catch her breath, Lahart undressed her. His leisurely touch was full of dominance.

His cold gaze and hot touch surveyed her exposed body. Although their temperatures n differed, their desires were the same. He explored her as he pleased, to his heart’s content.

Feeling the simultaneous sensations of coldness and heat, Iren suddenly realized that she hadn’t turned off the lights in the room. She pulled the blanket up to cover her body and held onto Lahart’s arms.

“Just a moment. Let me… turn off the lights.”

“Forget it. Just like this.”

“Lahart, please…”

Lahart furrowed his eyebrows. Iren was afraid of the anger he displayed, but she couldn’t back down on this matter.

He must not see any marks or bruises on her body.

Lahart didn’t know that she was a test subject for his antidote. If he caught on, not only would their agreed one month be forfeited, but she would lose her laboratory immediately.

“It’s about time you get used to it.”

Fortunately, Lahart only interpreted it as Iren’s embarrassment. Despite flicking his tongue somewhat incredulously, he turned off the lights for her.

Finally, when the last source of light by their head sran out, the room was filled with a faint moonlight.

It was a moment of relief in the darkness that covered Iren’s body.

“So that’s why you wanted me to turn off the lights.”

“Ah, huh…”

“You’re soaking wet.”

His mocking voice stimulated her embarrassment. At the same time, his finger dug deeper inside her.

Lahart’s fingers were long and knobby. But his touch was quite delicate and cautious. His long fingers gradually moved inward, probing from the inside of her thigh.

The tender flesh under his fingers was warm and soft. As Lahart teased her soft thigh, her excitement began to gush.

“Ah… ugh, ah…”

Her body, which shivered under his icy cold gaze, quickly relaxed. Tension gradually drained from her thigh, which kept involuntarily closing. Without needing any urging, her legs opened wider, stimulating Lahart. His intense eyes sank deeper, and he slowly pushed his fingers into her quivering entrance. His fingers, soaked in her fluids, smoothly entered.

“Uhh… Ahh.”

Iren desperately restrained her moans. It was the only thing she could do as she wished. But it became increasingly difficult even to hold back her moans as a strange sensation blossomed between her legs.

Iren soon turned her head and buried her face deeply into the pillow. A muffled voice whined into the fabric.

One corner of Lahart’s mouth twitched as he looked down at her. His quiet but fierce smile didn’t last long. His fingertips were repeatedly swallowed by the slick walls. It felt as if her inner heat was melting him away. Lahart extended another finger without hesitation.

“Huh!”

Iren twisted her waist. Her vaginal opening tightened and clenched on those two fingers. A relieved sigh escaped Lahart’s lips. He spread his fingers wide, stirring her insides. With a squelching sound, juices flowed out, drenching his palm. When his fingers withdrew, it seemed that the tightened walls reluctantly clung to them. Lahart murmured softly,

“How greedy. How vulgar.”

He must be tormenting me to humiliate me. Lahart wasn’t a tender husband, even on a regular day, but his way of speaking was especially harsh in bed. Iren buried her face completely in the pillow. Still, she couldn’t hide her flushed nape and shoulders.

She didn’t know that when Lahart scolded her with a lewd voice, she would unknowingly tightened her inner walls, feeling embarrassed and ashamed by his words. Nor did she know that her husband enjoyed them all.

While Iren groaned with shame, another finger slipped inside her. Her waist ached from the deep penetration of his long fingers.

It was already good enough, but something felt lacking. That was inevitable, because what used to fill her almost every night was much larger and thicker than those fingers. And it was incomparably hard and hot. Unlike her husband’s cold heart.

The fingers that had been taming and expanding her narrow passage were pulled out in an instant. Iren caught her breath in response. She knew this was not the end; it was only the beginning. And Lahart’s patience had reached its limit.

A big and hard thing pressed against her entrance. Iren gripped the sheets lightly, already feeling the pressure. Lahart grabbed her knees, spreading them apart, and pushed his body, along with his er*ect c*ck in between. His muscular body pressed down on her.

“Ah, ah, huh…!”

Since his gl*ns was covered in prec*m, her penetrated her insides smoothly. But no matter how wet it was, Lahart’s er*ect member was too much to bear.

She could clearly feel the heat from the thing thrusting inside her, trying to forcibly open her entrance. The world before her eyes flickered white. Iren unconsciously dug her fingertips into Lahart’s back.

“Hoo……”

Lahart trembled for a moment but didn’t stop. Continuously, without end, he pushed against her. He forcibly thrust his thick, massive c*ck that seemed like they would never enter all the way to the root.

Finally, the two of them connected without any gap. Iren couldn’t move at all as Lahart embraced her tightly. Her abdomen was filled to the brim, making it impossible to even breathe. Despite the discomfort, moans kept escaping due to the thrilling pressure. Her weak inner thighs, which were spread apart, trembled faintly.

Even so, if they stayed like this for a little longer, it would be somewhat okay…

But her husband showed no mercy.

“Ah, ah, Duke… Wait, just a moment… Ahh!”

His rough thrusting began unexpectedly. His c*ck penetrated deeply insider her. Her inner walls involuntarily tightened, surprised by the sudden stimulation. Lahart briefly chuckled at Iren’s obscene reaction. He lifted his upper body that was leaning towards her and firmly held his hips with both hands.

“Stop, mm, Duke, just a bit… slowly…!”

“Where do you think you can escape to.”

Watching Iren trying to avoid him even in this situation made him furious. Perhaps she didn’t know she was spilling her fluids. Was it the desire to punish his wife, who was unaware of her situation and seemed oblivious? Blood rushed back to his c*ck. Lahart pulled out almost completely before forcefully thrusting to the root in one go. The water that had accumulated inside splashed out making a vulgar sound.

He pressed down to the places that his fingers couldn’t reach. A shock hit Iren that made her toes curl.

Iren pulled her face from the pillow. Tears were welling up in her navy blue eyes as she received Lahart’s desires.

“You should hold out longer.”

“Ah, ah…”

“I haven’t even moved properly yet.”

His large hand, which was resting on her pelvis, tightly grasped her chest. HER white and soft flesh stuck to his palm. Red fingerprints were left on the hips he held.

Like a beast, Lahart violated Iren while scratching her n*pples with his nails. There was no room to find solace in the touch that caressed Iren. The muscles on Lahart’s back twitched fiercely. Iren’s voice grew louder, and her breathing became rapid.

Lahart never took his eyes off Iren for a moment. Her elegant yet shadowed bluish pupils gradually lost focus and became hazy. Instead of words expressing her rejection or resignation, screams of pleasure sounded from her parted lips. This sight of her, which is visible only when he embraced her like this, made his chest and lower abdomen tighten uncomfortably.

He wanted to break her. He wanted to ravage her as he pleased. The mixture of obscenities and emotions felt almost destructive.

Lahart couldn’t resist. There was no reason for him to hold back.

Iren was his wife, a sinner, and she loved him.

He relentlessly moved like a famished beast. He forcefully thrust his c*ck as if pulverizing her insides, but then suddenly slowed down as if savoring the clinging inner walls that wrapped around him.

“Ugh, huh…!”

Iren clung to him and sobbed. It wasn’t because she was in pain. It was because she felt so good. Her abdomen burned with heat. She would have been able to regain her composure if it were painful, but she felt too good to worry about what was going on to her head.

“Hah, ah, ah!”

Lahart’s er*ect c*ck twitched vigorously. He let out a low sigh near Iren’s ear. When she sensed his excitement that he couldn’t hide, her vision and thoughts flashed white. Iren placed her arm around Lahart’s neck.

Lahart wrapped his arms around her waist and plunged his throbbing c*ck deep into her. The rising heat was ecstatic. Soon, a massive wave swept over Iren.

Even if you don’t love me, it’s okay. Even if it’s just to satisfy a momentary desire. If can feel your body heat like this.

Lahart also let out a low moan. As he reached his climax, her sticky, melted walls tightened so tightly that there was no room for movement. For a while, he remained inside Iren, who clung to him, without letting go. The skin enveloped around him was excessively soft and fragrant.

When he released his arms, Iren’s body went limp. Lahart sank his teeth into the nape of her neck. Rather than cooling down, her body boiled even more as she smelled herself. Her lust became even stronger than before, even after reaching climax. His c*ck emitted a more sinister aura than before.

“Three days won’t be enough to endure this.”

“Three days…?”

Iren engraved Lahart’s words in her mind. Three days. It’s enough time to go to the ‘Forest that Never Cries.’

As Iren quickly organized her schedule and journey in her mind, she looked at Lahart with an incredulous gaze as he pressed against her with his er*ect c*ck while raising one of her legs onto his shoulder. Then he began kissing her outstretched leg lightly.

“Duke…Please… Let’s stop now…”

“What did you say just now?”

Lahart lowered his eyes with a heavy glare. The place were their bodies met was clearly visible due to her raised leg. The slippery sound and the white liquid flowing out of the v*gina teased him.

For three days, during the time she should spend away from the city, she must imprint enduring traces on Iren’s body.

Lahart lifted his waist without hesitation. The lascivious sounds filled the couple’s bedroom.

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