Haah…… His breath grazed her skin, the neatly tied necktie and collar, silk vest, cold ruby buttons, and…… when it stopped at something hard around his pants area, she swallowed an “Eep!” The hot stone-like feeling was explicit even through clothes. Though it had been just one night, she knew very well what it was. Her entire body turned hot and red. Watching her expression of helpless embarrassment as if looking at a delicious meal, Van licked his lips.

“Especially here.”

“Ex-excuse me. This is very troublesome……”

“You enjoyed it too, didn’t you? Was that a lie back then?”

His demeanor turned cold, as if saying “Were you playing with me?”—so intimidating that Eurene unconsciously shook her head quickly.

From the beginning, Duke Van Carca was very skilled at manipulating others and having his way, and while he appeared calm, he was suppressing intense excitement, so there was no way a hothouse rabbit lady like Eurene could resist a duke who was irritated in various ways. Seeing her trembling denial seemed satisfactory, as he immediately smiled affectionately and contentedly. Of course she would.

“Your here…… how much you liked me. Right?”

“Ahhh!”

Her waist was grabbed and she was pulled over in an instant. Her hand, which had lost its grip on the curtain, flailed before landing on his sturdy shoulder. Van stared at Eurene’s wide-open blue eyes.

The man’s hand was lightly holding her lower body. Her mouth fell open. In broad daylight, in a carriage, with a man she barely knew. Even Eurene, who lived life casually, had some common sense and panicked at this sudden situation. She hiccupped and then shouted.

“Th-this is s*xual harassment!”

“Miss Eifel, what a cute thing to say. What s*xual harassment between people who have seen everything of each other?”

Van, who had raised his eyebrows, made a deflated sound and then pounced on Eurene’s lips as she tried to say more. Huk! His warm tongue parted her lips and immediately invaded. It was a sweet and stimulating kiss that toyed with the tender flesh and teeth inside her mouth.

Her head instantly went blank. A hand that swept upward brushed her navel area and gently rubbed her br*ast. Every area it passed felt like it was being burned. Her lower abdomen tightened as if hungry. The duke, who had tied up her tongue and then separated from her saliva-coated lips, smirked.

“Do you get excited while being sexually harassed, Miss Eifel?”

“N-no, I don’t!”

“That’s hard to believe when you’re already so wet down there.”

“Ugh……!”

He chuckled as he touched her moistened underwear. Having experienced this while sober for the first time, Eurene hiccupped. Waah! This is strange! This man, this situation, even I am strange! With her brain in a saturated state, Eurene chose what she did best in such situations. That is, to run away!

However, her attempt to crawl away by turning around was futile as she was immediately caught and placed on his lap again. For a while, the carriage was noisy with her trying to stand up and him wrapping one arm around her while busily molesting her with his hands. The sound of the carriage wheels rolling mixed with the sound of clothes being disheveled and the metallic sound of a buckle being undone. She screamed and struggled.

“Let, let me go!”

“No. I’ve been patient for quite a while, Lady Eifel.”

“Kyaa! Huh!”

Eurene trembled as the man’s c*ck pressed tightly up against her lower region. He lightly bit her ear and exhaled into her soft ear. Her p*ssy was spewing plenty of love juice, fully engulfing and tightly squeezing his member. A hand came forward and untied the ribbon on the front of her dress, causing her compressed voluptuous br*asts to spring outward.

Good heavens. Consumed by shock, Eurene felt his c*ck slowly withdrawing and then spearing back into her like a lance. The rough pubic hair, taut muscles, and flesh as hot as coal—all of it, explicitly. What am I doing right now.

“Yes, huff…… that’s it.”

Hearing the man’s sexy hoarse groan, Eurene’s strangely first thought was:

So that wasn’t a dream back then!

From then on, she had no room for other thoughts—only moans escaped her as she swung like a pendulum. And the one driving that motion was exceptionally vigorous. Overwhelmingly so.

“Hah! Ah! Ah!”

The duke held her bouncing br*asts and silently thrust his hips. Each time the carriage shook, his c*ck went deeper. His thrusts were noisy along with creaking and rattling. After thrusting for quite some time, he buried his lips in Eurene’s neck, whose eyes had glazed over, and asked, he veins on his expressionless but excited neck writhed,

“Why didn’t you contact me?”

“Wh-what? Huh!”

A lightning-like sensation ran through her brain as if her b*ttocks were being split in two. When he grabbed her waist and drove upward like hammering in a stake, Eurene threw her head back and let out a nasal sound. She realized that when pleasure is too intense, it becomes pain. It felt like she would die. Van, who kissed her shaking head with pecks, asked again in a somewhat gentler voice.

“I clearly told you to contact me. To come find me.”

“Ah! Th-that, ahng! Ah!”

Her blue eyes opened wide and rolled around. Now she remembered. At the end, as dawn was breaking through the glass window, the duke, who had been taking her against it, had whispered in her ear as she nodded off like a sick chicken, exhausted and swaying back and forth. Completely drained of energy, Eurene had received his warm cum spreading inside her, hearing those words as if in a dream or reality—clearly.

—Kuk, haah…… make sure to come find Duke Van Carca. That’s me.

But because she had overdone it that day and the alcohol had been no joke, Eurene had forgotten his request until just now. She considered telling him this but feared he might get angrier, as he was already showing his discomfort. However, her silence seemed to backfire, as the duke, with wrinkles forming between his brows, grabbed her and suddenly pulled his c*ck out. Shocked, Eurene trembled like a pink piglet about to be slaughtered. The man turned her wobbling body around and made her kneel, looking down at her with arrogant eyes and commanding.

“Suck it.”

“What?”

Eurene, who didn’t understand at first, gaped when she saw the ferociously reddened p*nis standing tall. Though she had little experience, she had plenty of indirect experience (?) through reading, so she immediately understood his intention. While she had been lost in pleasure when joined with him physically, seeing that weapon directly with her eyes made her suddenly afraid. Eurene alternately looked at the fierce thing and the handsome face with its crooked smile, unable to decide what to do. There was no sign he would let her off.

After some consideration, she made a pitiful face. It was the groveling “I’m a deficient and weak child who needs protection” version she often used on her brother, the count. Her rabbit-like drooping eyes moistened somewhat, and her childishly round nostrils flared slightly. The small lips pouted to complete the look!

But…… when the other’s eyes reddened and his breathing became rough, she had to realize something had gone wrong.

“This is driving me crazy. Who told you to make such an expression?”

“No, that, mmph!”

His long fingers invaded her plump lips and stirred around. With her jaw involuntarily open, she received Van;s rough caresses while glancing nervously at him, who was frowning with his well-shaped eyebrows. Though inappropriate for the situation, she momentarily realized that this man was one of the most handsome men in the empire. His gaze emitting overheated energy, his tongue licking his lips—he exuded such s*xual charisma that it was momentarily mesmerizing. He growled briefly.

“Do you act this coy elsewhere too?”

“Mmphm! (No!)”

“Then why are you so skilled? Hmm?”

His finger slipped out and her head was grabbed and pulled. Something sour was thrust right in front of her face. He whispered in a voice as low as if it came from the abyss. Like a spell.

“Be good, okay? Suck it.”

The thoroughly aroused duke was excessively enchanting. Like a fallen angel who had descended to tempt foolish humans. He made her feel like she should follow whatever he commanded, and that he would punish her if she didn’t obey—so intimidating. Staring at his deep blue rippling eyes as if mesmerized, Eurene slowly opened her mouth. Both their Adam’s apples bobbed simultaneously. Wait, this might taste strange. Absurdly, she hesitated due to sudden concerns about the taste, then stuck out her tongue and licked it slightly. The hand gripping the back of her head stiffened. When a suppressed moan burst from above, Eurene quickly took his member in her mouth, mistaking his hesitation for anger. The large object filled her mouth completely. Surprised by the unfamiliar sensation, she merely looked up, and Van was staring down at her fiercely with his face reddened below. Was he angry?

Eurene moved her tongue. Van cursed under his breath. What is she? Just her gaze looking up at him while holding his c*ck in her mouth was making him so excited that he felt like he would ej*culate soon.

Despite her innocent appearance, she was completely bewitching. He had felt it on the first day, but now he was certain. He had found a treasure. One that no one else knew about, and of course, never would. He was a very greedy man, too possessive to give away or discard something that had come into his hands. Feeling a rising satisfaction, he stroked her pink hair that had become disheveled and damp with sweat from their recent activity.