There had been jealousy and arguments, but what hurt her more than anything was the way he looked down at her as if she were a nuisance.
She had always wanted to be helpful to him, but she felt like she had become nothing more than a burden, a troublemaker.
That’s why she didn’t want to face him.
She was afraid that if she spoke, she would see that look in his eyes again. Being hated by this man…
Reizen reached out and cupped Melissa’s cheek. His warm touch caressed her skin and trailed down her shoulder.
“Melissa.”
The mark on her left arm glowed.
Melissa clenched her teeth, trying to suppress the pain and desire that surged through her, squeezing her eyes shut.
“Don’t you wish I had told you everything?”
It was a devilishly tempting whisper.
“Not everything… but…”
His fingers grazed her arm as if they were about to touch her, trailing down to the back of her hand resting on the table. The slow movement, like a feather brushing against her skin, sent shivers down her spine.
A hot breath she had been holding back escaped her lips.
“You want to be of help to me?”
The isolated hotel was silent, not even the chirping of crickets could be heard.
Thanks to that, in the room where they were the only two, even their breaths could be heard clearly across the table.
Melissa felt a strange tingling in her ears. Her face flushed red, and she lowered her eyes, at a loss for what to do.
“I can be of help too. Like Florence…”
At the mention of the name, Reizen let out a short laugh. He brushed back his hair as if he had heard something truly amusing.
“What are you talking about? You can be of even greater help than Florence.”
He stood up and walked towards her.
His face gradually drew closer as he bent down. Melissa slowly closed her eyes, anticipating his lips on hers.
But instead of capturing her lips, he grazed her cheek and whispered into her ear. His warm, slow breath tickled her earlobe.
“I don’t think you’ll be needing the medicine anymore.”
Melissa’s eyes widened slightly at his words.
“Because the side effects are too much to bear, right?”
Reizen’s hand slowly moved down to her chest, following her gaze. He traced his fingertip over her n*pple, pressing down gently before cupping her br*ast in his hand.
He kneaded her full br*ast, distorting its shape, and then lightly bit her earlobe.
“Ah, uh!”
Melissa instinctively arched her back as if recoiling. The mark glowed even brighter, taking control of her body.
Reizen lifted her small frame and sat her down on the table.
The glasses that had been on the metal table clattered as they were pushed aside. Melissa felt uneasy, her bottom precariously perched on the edge of the table.
“I… uh…”
She squirmed, trying to get off the table.
But Reizen held her thighs in place, preventing her from moving, and pulled down her robe.
Her n*ked body, unclothed after preparing for bed, was exposed under the bedroom light.
“Did you not wear any underwear so I could touch you?”
Reizen caught Melissa’s wrist as she tried to cover herself in embarrassment, his voice nonchalant.
“The window is open, Mel.”
The scent of strong alcohol wafted in through the window, carried by the wind. Melissa glanced at the open window with a worried look.
“You know they’ll hear you if you make a sound, right?”
At that moment, he lifted her chin and captured her lips with his. He tasted her gently, savoring her sweetness with a soft moan.
“Ah, Your Highness… ah…”
Melissa’s body was consumed by a wave of excitement. She was filled with a heat that she couldn’t control.
She clung to him desperately, feeling like she would burn up if she didn’t find a way to release this heat.
A lewd sucking sound escaped his lips as he kissed her. He lifted his head and parted her legs, pushing himself between them.
Melissa, already precariously perched on the table, swayed.
“Ah!”
She desperately looked for something to grab onto, afraid she might fall. But she couldn’t regain her balance as he pressed his body close and showered her neck with kisses.
Melissa’s hand wandered across the table, accidentally knocking over a glass of liquor. It clattered loudly as it rolled away.
At that moment, he moved his hand from her lips to her already soaked core.
“Ha, uh!”
Melissa writhed as his fingers teased her hardened cl*toris.
She almost cried out but covered her mouth with her hand, suppressing the exhilarating pain.
She heard the sound of a window opening upstairs.
“Your Highness, is everything alright?”
Melissa tried to hold her breath and endure.
Reizen looked down at her, his eyes fixed on her, and slowly inserted two fingers into her wet heat. Her insides clenched tightly around his fingers, and she melted against him, a soft moan escaping her lips.
A lewd squelching sound filled the air as he stretched her open. Reizen continued to slowly stroke her inner walls, answering leisurely.
“It’s fine. I just knocked over a glass.”
“Did it break? I’ll come down and clean it up.”
Her wetness contracted rhythmically around his fingers. Every time he moved, her insides clung to him desperately.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she shook her head.
“Pl-please… don’t do this… hng…”
She knew exactly how fast Erich could get down from upstairs.
If he were to jump down through the window and see them like this, she would die of shame.
Reizen gazed down at her beautiful face with satisfaction. He kept one hand buried inside her, using the other to knead the sensitive bud between her folds.
“Ah…”
Melissa clung to his broad shoulders, a sob escaping her lips.
“Your Highness… please…”
He teased her mercilessly, his expression cold, but when he heard what sounded like Erich actually coming down, he spoke in a low voice.
“Erich, I’m fine.”
A gentle smile touched Reizen’s lips as his eyes softened. His eyes were filled with lust and satisfaction.
“I’ll let you know if I need anything.”
“That’s good to hear, then please continue with your evening.” With those words, the window upstairs closed.
As soon as the window shut, Melissa let out a shaky breath, tears brimming in her eyes.
“Haa… uh… ah…”
Wet, sloppy sounds filled the air as his thick fingers pounded into her.
Every time he hit a certain spot deep inside her, a burst of pleasure exploded in her head. No matter how hard she tried to hold back, moans escaped her lips.
“Ah, haa, ah!”
“Does it hurt?” he asked gently, his fingers still moving inside her.
Melissa shook her head, clinging to him as if seeking refuge.
To keep from falling off the table, she had to cling to him with all her might as he relentlessly thrust into her.
As if pleased by her clinging to him, Reizen chuckled softly and slowly withdrew his fingers. A silvery strand of her essence stretched between his index and middle finger.
“Good, it doesn’t hurt anymore.”
She felt a warmth trickling down her thighs.
“Now you can get pregnant.”
“Haa…”
She buried her face in his chest, tears spilling down her cheeks. Reizen patted her bottom as if praising its whiteness.
“You’re beautiful, Mel.”
Melissa’s eyes welled up.
She bit her lip, desperately holding back any sounds for fear that they might be heard outside. Reizen chuckled, amused by her efforts, and lifted her small frame, carrying her to the bed.
“Should I close the window if you’re worried?”
“Yes, yes,” Melissa nodded rapidly.
“Alright, I’ll close it later.”
But his mischievous grin betrayed his intention to do no such thing.
“Keep worrying about what’s outside and cry while you suck my c*ck, Melissa.”
Melissa’s eyes widened at his blunt, shameless words.
“Wh-what…”
As she tried to wriggle free, he pressed down on her stomach, pinning her in place, and propped himself up on his knees.
His lust-filled blue eyes stared down at her, dominant and demanding.
He roughly pulled open the sash of his robe, revealing his impossibly perfect, symmetrical face and toned physique.
He let out a low, guttural growl and reached down, stroking his engorged length as if pleasuring himself.
His forearm, with its prominent veins, was as thick as her thigh, and his monstrously swollen member below was as thick as her arm.
“No holding back tonight.”
“Hng, hng…”
“We can’t have you taking that medicine, can we?”