Chapter 11.3

A clamp. Yes, that’s what it was.

It resembled the kind used for organizing papers or hanging laundry, but its soft velvet padding hinted at its intended purpose. The sight left Lyla speechless, the visual shock rendering her unable to form words.

‘Is this what he meant when he said it needed to stay clamped?’

Kadis’s earlier words flashed through her mind.

When she turned her head sharply, Kadis grinned, holding another clamp between his fingers.

“N-no! Stop…! Ah!”

As Lyla tried to shield her chest with her arms, she accidentally pressed down on the already clamped n*pple, sending a sharp jolt of pain through her body.

“Ah… ahh… please take it off…”

“You can take it off yourself, can’t you?”

“Hngh… it hurts just to touch it…!”

Lyla’s voice rose in protest, but Kadis only laughed, clearly amused by her reaction.

“Next time, I’ll attach little bells to them. That way, they’ll jingle every time we move.”

“Y-y-you’re not serious, are you?!”

“Why not? I think it’d be cute—like a little cow.”

Kadis chuckled, flicking the clamp on her n*pple before pulling her closer by the waist. Lyla’s body collapsed forward, and she braced herself on her arms to avoid crushing her chest against the bed.

“Let’s try it like this, just once.”

Kadis teased her entrance with his hardened length.

“N-no, at least take off the clamps…! Ahh!”

Thrust!

The searing heat of his manhood filled her once more.

“Hah… it feels even tighter. Is it because of the clamps? Hmm? Lyla, what do you think?”

Kadis whispered against her back, his body pressing down over hers.

Lyla glanced at the clamp in Kadis’s hand before checking her own chest. The n*pple on the other side was still buried within her ar*ola. Imagining him persistently working it out only to attach another clamp made her blood run cold.

“Hngh… what if it falls off before I can even feed a baby?”

“There you go again. How many times do I have to tell you it won’t fall off?”

“H-how would you even know that, Lord Kadis?!”

“Ah, tsk. Lyla, do you know how tight you get down there every time you yell?”

“Hngh…”

Lyla, who had been snapping back at him, suddenly quieted down. Her voice softened as she mumbled.

“I-I don’t like this. It’s… perverted.”

“You’re just realizing that now? I am a pervert.”

Kadis smirked as he gently stroked her backside. Without warning, he brought his hand down sharply on her buttock.

“You are too.”

Smack! The sound of the impact echoed as a red handprint bloomed on her pale skin.

“You felt that, didn’t you?”

“N-no, I didn’t…!”

“Didn’t you? You’re so wet down here.”

“T-that’s just from the stuff you… released…”

Blushing furiously, Lyla buried her face into the sheets.

“You’re scared because it’s your first time. Once you get used to it, you’ll enjoy it too. Lyla, do I seem like the kind of man who would do something bad to you? Hm?”

Kadis rotated his hips slowly.

As the familiar sensation spread through her, Lyla let out an involuntary moan, her voice tinged with pleasure.

“Hngh…”

“See? You were scared of me rubbing you like this at first, but now you love it.”

“T-that’s… ah, right there… that feels good.”

Kadis deliberately focused on the spot Lyla liked, rubbing himself against her there. But he didn’t thrust. He merely teased, grinding and pressing, layering the pleasure like bricks in a tower.

Eventually, her body gave in completely, turning limp like a jellyfish.

“Hah… hah… Lord Kadis, please… move… I’m begging you…”

Lyla reached back, her hand trembling with desperation. Kadis pretended to grab her wrist but instead slid his arm up to her chest.

“Not until I put a clamp on the other n*pple.”

“Hngh… you’re so mean.”

“This time, you do it yourself. I’m letting you take the lead.”

He added, as if granting her a great favor.

Half out of her mind, Lyla nodded eagerly, hoping he would finally satisfy her. She wanted his weighty length to fill her completely and drive her to bliss.

Kadis wrapped an arm around her waist and sat upright without withdrawing. It was a rear-facing seated position. Sensing her unfamiliarity with the posture, Kadis waited patiently for her to adjust.

Once she was comfortable, Lyla hesitantly brought her trembling hand to her inverted n*pple.

“Hngh…”

She carefully slid her fingers into the folds of her skin.

‘How deep does it go?’

The n*pple was buried far deeper than she had anticipated. Finally, her fingertip brushed against a small, rounded object. Lyla began to gently rub it.

Was this the right way to do it?

She tilted her head in confusion as she continued. Having never even touched herself before, pulling out her own n*pple was proving to be a daunting task.

As expected, the n*pple showed no response.

When Kadis touched her, it hurt but also sent tingling waves of pleasure through her… but now…

‘The more I touch it, the more disheartened I feel.’

For some reason, Lyla’s spirits seemed to sink.

“Need help?”

Kadis whispered as he gently grasped her wrist.

“Hngh. Yes… I don’t know what to do.”

“First, try using your nails to scratch it.”

“Hngh. Okay. Ah…!”

Following Kadis’s advice, she used her nails, and a sharp sensation immediately shot through her.

“There you go. Just like that. You’re doing great, Lyla.”

Kadis praised her as if he could see exactly what was happening inside her ar*ola. Encouraged by his words, Lyla diligently scratched at the n*pple.

“Hah… ah… I think it’s coming out…”

At last, the stubborn n*pple began to respond. It slowly emerged, pushing her fingers outward. Once it was halfway out, Lyla pinched it between her thumb and forefinger and pulled it free.

“It’s out! It’s all out!”

Lyla looked up at Kadis with a flushed, triumphant expression.

Kadis watched her with satisfaction before swiftly clamping the n*pple.

“Ah…!”

Caught off guard, Lyla threw her head back, her walls tightening uncontrollably. Kadis pushed her upper body forward and began to move his hips.

“Ah! Hngh! W-wait, ah…!”

“Why? Didn’t you beg me to do this? You worked so hard to pull your n*pple out just for this, didn’t you?”

“T-that’s true, but… ahh…!”

Kadis gripped her waist tightly and thrust into her with force.

His veined length pushed against her inner walls, eliciting a flood of arousal from Lyla. The overwhelming pleasure blurred her thoughts, leaving her unable to think straight.

“Hngh… hah… hah…!”

“Ahh… ah… ah!”

Lyla’s upper body collapsed.

The clamps dangling from her n*pples pressed into the sheets, but even that felt good. She found herself rubbing her chest against the bed, turning pain into pleasure in her euphoric haze.

Panting like an animal, she finally reached her peak.

“Hngh…!”

Her walls clenched tightly as her entire body tensed. Lyla curled up like a shrimp, trying to endure the wave of ecstasy that swept through her.

But Kadis wasn’t finished. Holding her waist firmly, he continued to move like a beast.

Unfortunately, his movements were pressing against her bladder.

Perhaps he liked the reaction, as Kadis began to focus on that spot obsessively.

“Lord Kadis… please… stop… I feel like… I’m going to…”

Regaining a sliver of clarity, Lyla slapped his thigh in protest, but Kadis, lost in his own pleasure, didn’t seem to hear her.

“I-I’m really going to…!”

As Lyla’s voice grew more desperate, Kadis murmured in a dazed tone.

“Milk?”

“No! It can’t be milk yet, I… ahhh…!”

Drip. Drip. Drip.

What started as a trickle turned into a torrent as Lyla’s bladder gave out. Kadis’s relentless movements caused the liquid to spray everywhere.

Though clear enough not to look like urine, the fountain-like stream left Lyla mortified.

“N-no…”

“Hah.”

A satisfied sigh came from behind her.

Kadis suddenly stopped, his body trembling. Warm liquid spilled over Lyla’s insides as Kadis released himself deep within her.

“Hah…”

Finished, Kadis withdrew.

As the thick head of his manhood slid out, more liquid spurted from Lyla’s entrance. Kadis pulled her up and laid her flat on her back. Too weak to close her legs, Lyla trembled uncontrollably.

“Hngh… hngh…”

“What? Why are you so wet…?”

Looking down at the mess between her legs, Kadis quickly understood. She had released so much that the remnants of his earlier climax had been completely washed away.

Kadis rubbed her slick entrance with his palm before leaning close to her ear.

“Lyla.”

He drew out her name teasingly.

“What kind of cow sprays from below, huh?”

“Hngh…”

He slapped her sensitive entrance lightly, causing a small splash.

“You’re such a naughty little cow.”

Kadis teased, tugging on her swollen nub.

“Hngh… I-I’m sorry…”

Lyla apologized reflexively, not even knowing what she was apologizing for. Her voice was slurred, her face a mess of tears, sweat, and saliva.

Seeing her like that, Kadis seemed to get an idea. He climbed on top of her.

“Getting used to the clamps yet?”

“Hngh!”

Kadis tore off all the clips attached to both sides of his chest and threw them far away.  

The n*pples, which had been coyly buried within the ar*ola, were now so swollen that it seemed they might not retract at all. Kadis brought the tip of his gl*ns to one of them and began to rub it against it.  

“Standing tall, huh. It might even fit into the urethra.”  

When Kadis aimed the gl*ns downward, as he said, the n*pple slipped right into the urethra. Holding the shaft in place, Kadis began to shake it. As heat surged into his p*nis, the urethra moved as if it were a mouth, sucking the n*pple in.  

“Ugh, haah…”  

“Lord Kadis…?”  

Lyla could only stare blankly at the sight.  

Had what they had done so far not been enough? Her lower body was already so numb that she couldn’t even feel it anymore. In a way, she was relieved that Kadis was choosing to relieve himself like this rather than climbing on top of her.  

“Urgh!”  

Finally, Kadis’s s*men splattered across Lyla’s chest. Holding the n*pple in the urethra, Kadis pressed down firmly to squeeze out the remaining s*men. The murky white liquid flowed down the pink n*pple, resembling milk.  

“You really do look like a cow, Lyla.”  

Kadis murmured in a flushed voice as he kneaded Lyla’s chest with one hand. Then, he took the n*pple, now covered in s*men, into his mouth. Using his tongue, he licked up all the s*men he had spilled, sucking on the n*pple as he did so.  

“Ah…!”  

Lyla’s body twitched as she instinctively wrapped her arms around Kadis’s head. When she gently pulled him closer, his sharp nose pressed deeply into her soft chest.  

It felt as though she were breastfeeding a baby.  

Of course, no baby this large existed in the world.  

Lyla quietly offered one of her br*asts to Kadis and closed her eyes. With her eyes shut, the sound of him sucking became even clearer.  

Slurp, slurp.

Hearing that sound somehow brought her peace of mind.  

It was a warm resonance, the kind that made her want to hurry and nurse a child.  

* * *  

On a sunny day.  

Although the northern lands were still blanketed in pure white snow, the vast courtyard of the Ducal Residence was adorned with blooming flowers, creating a vibrant display.  

It was as if spring had come to this place alone.  

Lyla gazed at the bouquet in her hands, thinking of her family.  

‘Father, Mother, and Brother. I’ve finally found the place where I belong. Although it took a long journey to get here, I will be happy, even for the three of you.’ 

When she lifted her head, she saw the long white carpet stretching toward the platform.  

At the end of it stood Kadis.  

Dressed in a pure white dress, Lyla held a bouquet as beautiful as her soul and walked toward happiness.  

Happiness, whose name was Kadis.  

The boy she had loved most in the world.  

And the man she loved most now.