“Hnngh!”

Laurencia, perched on the windowsill shelf, trembled violently as she gripped the head of the man buried between her thighs.

Rough hands had yanked her dress halfway down, exposing one br*ast, but she was too far gone to care about her disheveled state—she had neither the presence of mind nor the strength to fix it.

The man who had just finished pouring his seed into her mouth went wild at the sight of the pearly white fluid she couldn’t swallow spilling from her red lips.

She’d been forced to swallow it with no chance to spit it out, but that sight triggered something in the beast—he transformed instantly into a rutting animal.

Without even the luxury of making it to the bed, he swept the decorative items off the windowsill shelf in one violent motion and placed the panting, debauched Laurencia there like an ornament in their place.

He hungrily stripped the dress straps from her shoulders and roughly kneaded her exposed br*asts.

At the same time, he kissed her deeply, tasting the sticky remnants of his seed in her mouth, while hiking up her dress skirt that was already slit up to one thigh.

Then, rubbing and touching her fully exposed entrance, he dropped to his knees like he couldn’t hold back any longer and buried his face in her soaking wet s*x.

It all happened without a moment to stop him.

But her body, deprived of a man’s warmth for so long, was helplessly swept away by the wicked tongue that licked and sucked at her depths.

Her mind found the situation horrifying—being violated by him—but her body, feeling the first man who’d taught her pleasure after three years, heated up instantly, dripping with arousal.

Every time he dug into her tender flesh, her whole body convulsed and jerked. The heat radiating from her entire body was so intense she didn’t even notice the cold glass window against her back anymore.

Even while being toyed with by the tongue of a man she despised enough to want dead, her traitorous body melted more and more.

Her vision swam as he focused on licking and sucking her most sensitive spot.

Unable to endure it any longer, she tried pushing away the head stuck to her like glue, but the more she resisted, the more relentless his crude caresses became.

Her forcibly spread legs trembled in the air. Every time he sucked hard on her swollen cl*toris, her toes curled tight, feeling like something was about to burst out.

“Haa! S-stop…”

Her pale face turned bright red with arousal and shame as she pleaded. She couldn’t hold back any longer.

At this rate, she would surely… do that shameful thing on his face like before.

“J-Jedrian…! Mmnh…!”

Even as she grabbed his silver hair and desperately tried to push him away, his lips pressed harder, sucking on her cl*toris again.

At that moment, a strange sensation shot up her spine and spread throughout her body. Her breathing quickened and her mind grew hazy.

On the verge of climax, Laurencia threw her head back, her face contorting.

“Hnngh, mmnh… please, ahhh…!”

Finally unable to hold back, a sharp cry tore from between her teeth.

Below, a shameful stream gushed out.

No matter how hard she tried to hold it back, once the dam broke, she couldn’t stop the flooding waterfall.

Only then did Jedrian pull back with satisfaction, drinking in the utterly lewd sight of Laurencia.

Half-n*ked, she sat perched on the windowsill shelf, legs spread wide, trembling while fully exposing her most intimate place.

That sight alone was enough to make his c*ck feel ready to burst, but watching her melt under his tongue and pour out her release while sobbing gave him an incomparable sense of exhilaration.

The fact that only he could see her like this made him even more satisfied.

His masterpiece was so beautiful he wanted to immortalize it in a painting.

And once the painting was finished, he could just kill the artist, couldn’t he?

Jedrian seriously considered it.

As the stream gradually subsided, her flushed body went limp.

Watching the completely undone woman, he leisurely stripped off his clothes and approached Laurencia, now completely n*ked.

Her trembling form looked pitiful. Jedrian pulled her into a tight embrace and whispered in her heated ear.

“When you look this pretty, I can’t help but want to torment you more.”

“Haa, I’m going to kill you… I swear I’ll…”

“Sure, dying by your hand wouldn’t be so bad. But not yet.”

She felt something soft rubbing gently against her ruined s*x.

At that terrible stimulation, Laurencia struggled desperately to push away his solid chest.

Easily suppressing her pathetic resistance, Jedrian grabbed both her wrists in one hand and pinned them to the window, then sucked on her lips provocatively as he whispered.

“I haven’t completely had you yet. So if you want to kill me, become my woman as soon as possible. Then you’ll have plenty of chances to kill me.”

“Hngh!”

His thick flesh pushed into her mouth at the same time his menacing c*ckhead drove into her entrance below.

At the sharp pain she hadn’t felt in so long, Lauren scratched and clawed at the back of the hand gripping her wrists.

“Hnngh!”

Her vision went white as his thick member mercilessly pushed inside. But the pain was only momentary—her debauched body quickly felt pleasure instead.

Stimulated by the greedy licking and sucking in her mouth, her entrance clenching his brutal c*ck dripped and gaped. Her traitorous body repeatedly tightened and released in response to every throb of the man’s member.

He laughed quietly, seemingly satisfied with that reaction.

Even at his mocking laugh, her body—beyond her control—eagerly sucked and swallowed the invader inside her, seemingly delighted by it.

“Haa… Lauren. Do you know how much I’ve waited for this moment? I jerked off constantly while looking at your portrait, waiting and waiting.”

“Hng! Haa…”

His words flowed into her muddled mind as he leisurely thrust his c*ck inside while whispering.

But her expression, frozen like a doll’s, showed no change.

Because she knew it was a lie.

Because she knew this was another ploy to use her to easily seize the empire, her momentarily forgotten rage only resurfaced.

A man of lowborn and despicable origins would stab his benefactor in the back without hesitation to achieve his ambitions—that’s the kind of person he was.

Above all, if his words were sincere, he wouldn’t have sent the woman he loved to another man.

At least the King of Asram had cherished her like his own daughter—if it had been a different man, she might have already borne two children by now.

Maybe that would have been better.

“That old man kept his promise well, I see. You’re still this tight.”

“Hng!”

His gradually quickening thrusts scattered her useless thoughts instantly.

Before she could reflect on what his words meant, her battered mind refused to think, pounded deeper and faster by his relentless f*cking.

She floundered, drunk only on the thrilling sensation she felt now.

Her delicate body shook helplessly. When he pushed all the way to the root with enough force to make a sound and pressed down, her thighs trembled convulsively and her inner walls clenched.

The feeling was so good that increasingly rough breaths escaped from between Jedrian’s teeth.

“Haa… Lauren.”

As her hot flesh repeatedly gripped and sucked him, he gradually felt his climax approaching.

It would be better to pull back a bit now and enjoy it leisurely again.

Suddenly, an unexpectedly good idea came to mind.

What if his seed took root in her belly?

Wouldn’t that solve all his problems at once?

Three years ago, even while coveting her so much, he hadn’t dared dream of impregnating the noble princess with his lowborn seed.

He’d thought it was impossible from the start.

But now the situation was different.

Now he was the Lokan of this great empire, Armazé.

Power equivalent to the emperor was in his hands.

So now they were equals. No, he was actually above her.

The one ruling the empire wasn’t the princess—it was the Lokan.

If that happened, no one could oppose a child between the princess and the Lokan.

Even those annoying pro-emperor nobles couldn’t resist anymore.

Above all, Laurencia, born with such a gentle nature, would have no choice but to accept even the child of her mortal enemy once it was in her belly.

Jedrian’s red eyes gleamed with another ambition.

The only problem was he didn’t have time to leisurely wait for her to conceive.

“Ah…! Hnngh!”

Leaning her upper body—completely disheveled from the pleasure he gave her—against the window, he devoured her full br*ast and organized his thoughts.

‘If there’s no time, I’ll just have to use every remaining moment.’

Jedrian revealed his undisguised excitement at the tightly clenching flesh and increased the speed of his thrusts.