The man holding her moved his face closer. Even drunk, his eyes seemed endlessly firm.

Unlike Melissa, who was swaying unsteadily, Reizen was like a giant tree withstanding the wind.

The stigma whispered in her ear.

Take him, Melissa.

It was Melissa’s own voice.

The stigma amplified her desire, once again painting her mind blank.

Instead of hurting herself, Melissa chose Reizen. She thought she could give him everything.

Cupping his face in her hands, she slowly brought her lips closer. Holding her breath, she fought back her nervousness and inched closer. Each second felt like a minute.

Just as their noses were about to touch, Melissa hesitated and stopped. Their eyes slowly met.

Reizen’s blue eyes gleamed fiercely. The small, delicate woman trembled, affected by his gaze.

At that moment, Reizen pulled her waist closer and kissed her.

Their wet lips met. Melissa felt faint from the sweet taste.

“Haa.”

As she let out a hot breath, a thick tongue slipped into the space between her parted lips. His hot, soft tongue swept through her mouth, teasing her sensitive mucous membranes.

His movements were persistent, as if he were savoring every corner of her mouth.

Whenever Melissa tried to catch her breath and parted her lips, he wouldn’t give her a break, pushing deeper instead.

Unlike his usual attire, the man was dressed in a neat gray suit, buttoned up to his neck, and even wearing a cravat. It was the complete opposite of Melissa, whose short-sleeved nightgown was torn at the neck and a mess.

“Huu…”

He lifted her up, his body burning with desire. There was no time to take her to the bed. He sat her down on the headrest of the sofa and kissed her passionately.

His large, rough hand traveled insistently up her shoulder and pulled down her thin nightgown. Her ample br*asts bounced freely, completely exposed.

“Hup!”

Startled by the sudden touch, Melissa flinched and grabbed his arm. But his arm, thicker than her thigh, wouldn’t budge.

His rough hand grasped her soft, white br*ast. As he imagined, her pink n*pple was standing *rect.

As he gently grazed his fingertip over her n*pple, a moan escaped her lips.

“Haa, ah…”

As she tried to hide her face in shame and cover her chest, Reizen pulled her hand away and wrapped it around his neck.

When her lips tried to close, he lifted her chin and pushed his tongue in, forcing them open again. He held her waist tightly, pinning her body in place, not allowing her to escape without his permission.

Reizen continued to savor Melissa’s lips intensely. He traced every corner of her mouth, her soft tongue, and even her neat teeth with the tip of his tongue.

As a result, Melissa’s lips were soon drenched with saliva, drool dripping down her chin. It was like a beast instinctively drooling at the sight of delicious food.

She was almost crying.

The delicate woman hiccuped, her face wet with tears. Even as she cried, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, begging him to kiss her. Blood rushed to Reizen’s lower body.

His hand squeezed her white b*ttocks tightly and slowly moved down her pelvis towards her center. Her panties were already damp, their outline clearly visible.

He lightly drew a circle over her panties, finding her cl*t, and she went wild.

“Ah, euung!”

“So sensitive…”

He chuckled as if embarrassed and kissed her cheek. After a long peck on her cheek, he buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent deep into his lungs.

“Haa.”

It was intoxicating, driving him crazy. The scent of blood and sweat, traces of her suffering, lingered on her skin. He wanted to melt it all away.

He scooped Melissa up in his arms again and carried her to the bedroom. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes filled with excitement, and kissed him.

Laying her down on the bed, Reizen showered her body with kisses, pulling down her nightgown and underwear in one swift motion.

“Heup! Your, Your Highness…”

Melissa twisted her waist in embarrassment.

The lights were still on. She was afraid to show him her scarred body in such bright light. Above all, the mark of her ex-husband still remained on her back.

Although some of her wounds had healed, she still had scars on her ankle and other parts of her body. But Reizen didn’t seem to care about such things.

He grabbed her right hand, which was trying to cover herself, and pressed it down on the bed. Then, he licked his way down her body as if savoring it.

Sometimes he would gently nibble with his teeth. Red marks bloomed on her delicate skin.

“Haa! Ah, i-it tickles… haaack!”

Overwhelmed by the unfamiliar sensations, Melissa bit her lip. Soon, his lips moved lower and lower, reaching between her legs.

“Haa, eu…”

Melissa tried to close her legs in embarrassment. But Reizen, with an indifferent expression, spread her legs wide open and trailed kisses along her inner thighs. As his hand and lips moved closer to her core, Melissa trembled and writhed.

He caressed her writhing body with his hand, then grabbed her legs tightly and licked his way up.

“Ah, no, ah…!”

As he parted her l*bia with his fingers, a wet sound rang out. It was the sound of her slick, wet folds parting.

As he stroked the small bud inside her with the tip of his tongue, a jolt of pleasure shot through Melissa’s body.

“Haa, aang, ah!”

Melissa’s body arched like a bow.

This feeling was strange. Perhaps it was because of the stigma, but her entire body was consumed by desire, running wild. She couldn’t think straight.

She was like an animal, simply surrendering to his touch. She couldn’t believe how good it felt. It was frustrating to think she had been so afraid and missed out on this all this time.

“How, how…”

The man, his face buried between her legs, blew a soft breath on her drenched core. Even that small puff of air sent shivers down Melissa’s spine.

Unlike Melissa, who was going crazy with desire, the man seemed relaxed as he casually said, while rubbing her cl*t with his thumb,

“You’re… smaller than I thought.”

“Haaeuu.”

As Melissa cried out and twisted her waist, a faint smile played on Reizen’s lips.

“And so… incredibly sensitive…”

He spread her slick folds, glistening with her fluids, and chuckled in amusement.

Damn, what an alluring body.

“What should I do… I want to make it not hurt…”

He trapped Melissa between his knees and began unbuttoning his shirt, discarding his clothes like useless trash in the corner.

Melissa had seen his bare chest many times before, but it was her first time seeing him completely n*ked.

Bathed in the soft hotel lighting, his body seemed perfectly sculpted. Well-defined muscles and scattered scars were visible all over his body. Some looked like sword wounds, others like bullet wounds…

But the scars were quickly forgotten.

Beneath those perfectly sculpted muscles, a pillar as thick as her arm twitched.

It was an enormous *rection. She had never seen anything that big, even in all her time frequenting pleasure houses.

Though she had never had intercourse, Melissa knew for sure that this size was not normal.

Melissa let out a small gasp and instinctively tried to back away. She didn’t think she could handle something like that. The fear of intercourse returned. Wait, just a minute.

“What are you thinking, Melissa?”

Reizen didn’t allow for even a moment of stray thought. He pulled her back down and placed his hand on her center.

He could hear the squelching sound of her soaked folds as he rubbed her. He teased her entrance until it was swollen and begging to be devoured, then slowly pushed in a finger.

“Ha, aeu, ah, it hurts…!”

“Shh. Just this once.”

His thick finger parted her tight entrance and invaded her mercilessly. As she shook her head and tried to push his hand away, Reizen captured her lips with his.

“Hup!”

His lips soothed her lower lip gently, but his finger pushed in all the way, relentlessly.

“Haaah! Heu… euck!”

“You’re already like this after just one finger?”

Relax and bear with it. It’s alright.

It’ll feel good soon…

Reizen whispered in her ear. Melissa, sobbing, obediently wrapped her arms around his neck as he instructed.

“Ah.”

She was soaked, dripping wet, but her insides were so damn tight. He couldn’t help but think it would hurt to create a new path. What should he do?