The menacing c*ck shaft slipped between her legs and disappeared. The color of the member coming and going between the light-colored pubic hair was dark red enough to make one wonder how such a pale-skinned man could have such a colored organ. This meant blood vessels were concentrated there, and it was also the reason why he couldn’t escape from the physical pleasure that only Celian could provide.

Celian trembled every time the smooth gl*ns appeared. She had no choice when he commanded her to watch in an authoritative tone whenever she tried to look away or close her eyes. Whether Celian liked it or not, the woman who had grown accustomed to Izer’s ways followed his orders and panted at the forcefully delivered pleasure.

“Hng, ugh……”

“How can you moan when I haven’t even put it in yet, Lian.”

Izer laughed as he interlaced his fingers with her trembling hands.

It truly was ‘just not putting it in.’ Rather, as his c*ck sliding back and forth brushed heavily against the woman’s sensitive parts, from her perspective, it was equivalent to receiving intense f*replay.

After how many more movements, pleading spilled from her lips. It was a declaration of surrender.

“Izer, I don’t want to watch anymore……”

“Hmm.”

He wondered if this woman knew what her pleading did to Izer. If she knew that he deliberately pushed her harder because he enjoyed the pleasure of having a woman who could hold and sway him in her grasp begging while looking up at him.

Tears welled up in her clouded sky-blue eyes. Those moistened eyes evoked sympathy in the heart of the man swaying his hips.

Finally, he covered her eyes with the hand that had been teasing her br*asts. Her response immediately changed in intensity.

“Haah!”

All that resistance was just pretense.

Every time his p*nis brushed against Celian’s cl*toris, every time his t*sticles slapped against her and pulled away, she twisted her body with thin cries of pleasure.

Then warm liquid flowed over his p*nis. Perhaps because it had been a while, she couldn’t hold out long. Izer clicked his tongue and rubbed his flesh pillar against her wet p*ssy that had reached climax.

“Lian, you’ve gotten much weaker.”

“You……”

Tears fell from the sky-blue eyes revealed beneath his removed hand. Her expression was too lewd to be from shame alone.

Izer let out a satisfied laugh.

“Don’t worry. You’re the only one who’s gotten weaker.”

Her slim waist fit perfectly in one arm. Izer wrapped his arm around Celian’s waist and aligned his c*ck between her stumbling legs. Celian’s body, which had been breathing heavily, stiffened.

Izer forced her head forward to look at the mirror while taunting her.

“You said it’s the last time. Then it should be more memorable. That way you won’t have any regrets either.”

“……”

Her hands gripping the vanity trembled violently.

He felt pleased seeing how clearly she regretted her provocation. She should have considered who she was dealing with before saying it was the last time. Does my queen still know so little about her husband?

Adjusting the angle in the mirror meant his c*ck entered from behind at a higher position than usual. Unlike her, who was standing on tiptoes and leaning against the vanity to brace herself, the man leisurely spread her vaginal opening.

“Ahh……”

His snake-like c*ck forced its way into the narrow passage. Not thrusting in all at once was his own form of consideration.

But tears finally welled up in Celian’s eyes at the endless insertion that wouldn’t finish no matter how long she waited. If she tried to raise her hand to wipe them away, she felt she would collapse forward immediately.

Izer watched his wife with burning eyes.

Even during the period when she took him in daily, Celian always struggled. He acknowledged that it was brutal to stuff into such a small body. But his patience was too short to be considerate of her, and he had long been addicted to the direct physical pleasure he felt through his c*ck when she struggled.

Izer whispered.

“How admirable, dear Lian. It really has been a while……”

She squeezed as tightly as if it were her first time.

A strange feeling swept over him. They stood as a well-worn couple in the place where they had first joined bodies. The young man and woman who had been clumsy with kisses and undressing were now teasing and provoking each other as they had s*x.

Celian might not like this situation.

The villa where she might have wanted to keep only beautiful memories had finally become Izer Chesterfield’s possession. Even in the bedroom filled with happy memories, she would have no choice but to think of Izer Chesterfield.

Every time she sat at the vanity, she would flinch remembering his hands caressing her belly filled with his c*ck, and feel as if his red eyes were watching her in the mirror.

Perhaps, though it wouldn’t happen—even if another bastard entered this room, Celian would never be able to find satisfaction with that bastard. Because memories of Izer would dominate every room.

Her waist holding his member trembled violently. Though knowing it was her limit, he pulled her thighs toward himself.

He wiped the tears from her eyes as if bestowing a favor, and slipped his fingers into her helplessly opened mouth. When they finished and looked in the mirror, there stood a woman thoroughly marked by him.

This is it.

Izer took a deep breath and pulled his hips back. As he slid out with a swoosh, scraping her inner folds, the strength left her eyes, but when he thrust back in with a thud, they flew wide open.

He laughed, imagining the teeth marks left on his fingers. Unable to turn her head or look away because of his grip on her jaw, forced to fully meet his gaze while becoming his—the sight was utterly intoxicating.

To capture it even better in his eyes…… As he turned his head to look around, he spotted something suitable. Celian moaned when she realized what he intended to do.

“You pervert……”

Using such explicit vocabulary, perhaps she wasn’t so afraid of him anymore. No matter. As long as he had her attention, that was enough. And if that attention came with his pleasure, all the better.

Izer responded.

“You’ve known I was a pervert for a while, haven’t you? Though this is the first time you’ve said the word yourself.”

The stool, displaced from its spot, dragged along as it caught on their legs.

The moment one of Celian’s legs, supported half by him and half by the vanity, was placed on the stool, she squeezed her eyes shut. This time, Izer didn’t insist she look in the mirror. He was too busy capturing her with his own eyes to spare the effort to urge her.

His c*ck pillar moved in and out between her widely spread private parts. When he pushed in, her flat stomach bulged out, and when he pulled out, it sank back down. The love juices that dripped down traced along her thigh resting on the stool before falling to the floor.

Just having Celian’s wetness coating the monstrous thing attached to his body felt quite good. Izer smiled demonically as he thrust his hips upward.

“Should I say something even more perverted, Lian?”

“Hic……”

“Seven years ago, from the day you told me to come in, I wanted to do this.”

“Ugh, mmph……”

“When you called me for a drink, you were already standing n*ked in front of this mirror at that moment. With a handkerchief bearing your name in your mouth, your bottom pushed back, and me gripping your hair……”

“Huuh.”

“Ignoring whether you cried or begged while moving my hips.”

“Urgh!”

“Defiling you, making you collapse to your knees, forcing my c*ck into your mouth, and if you refused, sucking your br*asts until you apologized, making you repeat over and over who you belonged to…… I thought that would feel so good.”

Izer concluded while staring only at her spine.

“So Lian, I wasn’t ruined because of you.”

“……”

“I was always this kind of bastard. You just got caught up with the wrong bastard who pretended to be innocent.”

The ej*culate that dripped from his withdrawn c*ck fell in streams onto her smooth lower back. The detestable bastard who had gently seated the trembling Celian at the vanity met her eyes.

“I’m sorry.”

“……”

“I didn’t know what you had done for me. I only found out the day Winston died. After learning you were alive, I wondered if I should apologize to you right away…… Then I realized that I couldn’t justify what I had done to you.”

So he couldn’t say it. He didn’t want to reopen her deep wounds, and besides, Izer’s apology wouldn’t erase the pain he had caused Celian.

But there was no time left now. Izer knelt down.

“After acting so cool, in the end, I’m begging you.”

“……”

“It was all my fault. You can curse me or hit me. You can do to me everything I did to you. If it will ease your heart, I can endure anything you do.”

“……”

“Lian, save me one more time. Please tell me this isn’t the last time……”