Laurencia, who returned to the princess’s palace first, threw off her cumbersome dress the moment she entered her bedroom and collapsed onto the bed.

Her body was in such poor condition that her legs had trembled the entire way back to the palace, nearly making her stumble several times.

However, this time it wasn’t because her body hurt or because she was exhausted.

Absurdly, she was troubled by the heat that wouldn’t subside.

It had been nothing more than rough caresses. The caresses of a beast desperate only to satisfy his own l*st, no different from Jedrian.

Yet she’d been helplessly swept away. No, she’d seemed to lose her reason entirely. She’d been so completely intoxicated by the sensations he gave her that she couldn’t even think to push him away.

Was it because it was the first time she’d done such things with a man other than Jedrian?

If someone’s voice hadn’t stopped Ashar, she might have willingly accepted him—she’d been that out of her mind.

“Haah…”

Her body, seemingly completely tamed by ‘men,’ disgusted her. She felt sordid for crumbling regardless of who the partner was.

Above all, how could she have done such things there?

What would have happened if someone had seen them?

And to collapse so pathetically while trying to punish that arrogant b*stard.

Even in her dismay, she still felt his hot breath wrapping around her entire body. The fact that she regretted that moment stopping made her feel thoroughly insane.

Laurencia curled up on her side, closed her eyes, and struggled to erase that time filling her head.

However, the more she tried to erase the thoughts, the more her lower regions churned with longing where his sticky breath had touched and withdrawn.

Thinking it would be better to just sleep, she squeezed her eyes shut, but closing them only made that moment surface more vividly.

“You’ve gone completely mad, Lauren.”

Even while reproaching herself, she ultimately couldn’t resist her instincts and slowly brought her hand down below.

Eventually, one finger that entered between her legs carefully brushed against the tender flesh.

“Ngh.”

The finger that briefly entered and withdrew was soaked in slippery fluids.

She’d been so aroused that she felt fortunate it hadn’t dripped down between her legs.

How much would anyone who saw this state mock her? Everyone would have pointed fingers, calling her a lewd princess.

She looked at her glistening hand with a completely crumpled face. She struggled to hold back the hand trying to descend again, unable to quench her thirst.

“Hah… I should wash up and sleep.”

It seemed difficult to seek sleep in this state. She felt like this sordid, vulgar sensation would only disappear once she cleansed her body, stained with the beast’s saliva.

Just as she was about to lift her limp body, a large hand that appeared suddenly grabbed her slender wrist firmly.

Startled, Laurencia froze with her eyes wide open.

Ashar, who had entered without any sign, stared at her wet fingers and casually sucked on them.

Then he spouted absurd words.

“I was going crazy with curiosity, but this is what it tastes like.”

Her long eyelashes trembled at the man’s lasciviously smiling face.

“Wh-what is this?”

“Was I too late?”

The man, who had returned to his original self, smiled wickedly.

Like he’d forgotten being slapped and the fact that he’d acted like a beast toward her, he brazenly acted like nothing had happened again.

His behavior—acting according to his own mood in a way she couldn’t understand—was infuriating.

How could he be so unaffected so quickly after they’d both flushed red, ready to devour each other?

Moreover, how could he be so calm after committing such embarrassing acts?

“Your flushed cheeks suggest the heat still hasn’t subsided. My pathetic caresses must have belatedly shown their skill.”

“Ridiculous.”

“Then what’s this? What’s on this hand?”

Seemingly determined to mock her, Ashar licked her fingers ostentatiously.

“Let go!”

Perhaps because she was too ashamed and embarrassed, superhuman strength suddenly burst forth and she pulled back her firmly held hand.

Of course, it would have been difficult if he’d been determined not to let go, but Ashar released a short laugh and grumbled, seemingly willing to let it slide once.

“Still, I’m supposed to be your lover—this is too much.”

Then he slowly bent his upper body.

His blue eyes, clearly showing l*st, drew closer and closer.

Meeting that gaze, her golden eyes that always looked up haughtily shook helplessly.

She strongly felt she should throw him out immediately, but somehow her mouth wouldn’t open.

She should slap his cheek again, asking how he dared, but far from his cheek, her gaze only touched his straight lips.

She couldn’t understand at all why she was acting this way.

Perhaps he’d put something terrible in the water he’d given her earlier?

If not that, there was no way she’d be like this.

The man who approached her confused face muttered absurd words.

“Sometimes this kind of transgression becomes a source of vitality.”

“I have no desire to become your source of vitality.”

“Then I’ll become your source of vitality.”

“Not necessary.”

“Your eyes look quite desperate though.”

His bright blue eyes, close enough to feel his breath, stared intently at her captivating golden eyes.

Under that persistent gaze, she absurdly felt herself growing wetter below.

Laurencia bit down hard on the inside of her mouth and desperately maintained a cold expression to avoid revealing her condition.

However, though his words pretended leisure, Ashar’s gradually hardening face showed he had no more composure either.

Inside his pants had long been a mess with disgracefully dripping prec*m.

His lower region, which had been stiff since the lounge, throbbed angrily regardless of its owner’s feelings, nearly driving him mad.

Ashar’s patience was hanging by a thread.

And proving this, his eyes slowly scanning her face blazed even more fiercely than earlier when they’d burned with vengeance.

The air flowing around the two quickly heated up.

Feeling like she’d be helplessly swept away again at this rate, Laurencia quickly dispelled the dangerous atmosphere.

“Is this also part of your plan?”

“If that makes you more comfortable, let’s say it is. I’ll sell my body tonight, so you should gladly buy it.”

The man who decided arbitrarily placed one leg on the bed.

Laurencia, who instinctively pulled her upper body back, frowned.

Like she was entranced, she drew another line while avoiding Ashar, who kept approaching.

“If I refuse.”

“Should I beg you to buy me?”

Contrary to his light words, the man’s increasingly intimate voice made the fine hairs on her pale skin stand on end.

As she kept avoiding him approaching, her body had become half-reclined before she knew it.

And the black beast, driven mad with l*st, occupied the space above her body, ready to pounce at any moment.

“Were you always like this?”

At Laurencia’s rebuke, the approaching body finally stopped.

His suddenly cold bright blue eyes looked down impassively at the woman who provoked endlessly.

He wasn’t angry or upset. He was just puzzled about why he was going this far.

But he had no intention of stopping now just because he reconsidered.

His reason for following her here immediately was clear.

“I seem to have become like this only with you.”

“What sophistry is that?”

“Exactly what I said. So you should also—”

Suddenly stopping mid-sentence, he thrust his face forward, and her upper body, which had been barely holding on, fell backward with a thud.

With nowhere left to escape, he lowered his head over Laurencia’s face and spoke seemingly pleadingly.

“Let’s be honest. You want me too.”

“Who would, mmph!”

Unable to endure any longer, he finally devoured her lips. However, it wasn’t a violent kiss like before.

She also opened her eyes wide in surprise, but didn’t hit or push him away.

The two simply gazed at each other quietly with only their lips touching, exploring each other.

And in their minds, they were thinking the same thing.

That they desired each other.

And that they both knew this fact.

However, ashamed that she only wanted heartless, beastly mating, Laurencia kept pretending otherwise and hesitating to the end.

The man, who knew well her stubbornness and pride, rubbed his lips gently against Laurencia’s soft lips that remained firmly closed and whispered seductively.

“You should give me a chance to make up for my pathetic skills. After tonight passes, you’ll definitely want to make me your favorite lover. I guarantee it.”

At the man’s words—beyond shameless to the point of absurdity—Laurencia burst into laughter despite herself.

Taking advantage of the momentarily opened gap between her teeth, his thick tongue that had been waiting for the opportunity slipped right in.

“Mmph!”

Her already flushed cheeks turned bright red in an instant.

Though her intentions had already been exposed, her bright yellow eyes that had pretended otherwise to the end finally revealed the desire she’d hidden.

Right, what need was there to hide it?

He was a man she’d discard without mercy once he’d served his purpose anyway.

Above all, where was the law saying she couldn’t reveal her l*st?

It was merely taking one lover, and a man publicly recognized as hers at that.

Placing great meaning on this situation itself was foolish thinking.

Having rationalized the situation this way and decided to follow what her instincts desired, Laurencia wrapped her arms—which she’d raised to stop him—tightly around the man’s neck.

The bright blue eyes that met hers trembled finely. Within those blue eyes were reflected brilliant golden eyes mixed with excitement and worry about this first transgression.