Chapter 7.4

Ripples spread from her lower back, and her sensitive area twitched all over. Her legs, weakened by pleasure, would have collapsed if he let go.

Before long, her chemise was pulled off from behind. The wet flesh slipped out, glistening with fluids between her b*ttocks.

Chris, trembling, barely managed to climb onto the bed. Lovell, sticking close, hugged her from the front this time. He was also n*ked, though she didn’t know when he’d taken off his clothes.

When their bodies faced each other, Chris hesitated. She saw bruises all over his body. Only his cheekbone had a bruise on his face, but his shoulders, chest, abdomen, and legs were all covered in severe blotches.

“What happened?”

“I got beaten up. That’s why I did it from behind. If you suddenly hug me all over, it’s uncomfortable for me…”

“Lovell, what on earth are you doing at the Academy?”

“Don’t you know I’m a model student? The ones picking fights with me are the weird ones.”

He rubbed his n*ked body against hers. As his hard chest pressed against hers and his lower abdomen and pelvis rubbed together, she stopped what she wanted to say.

“Mm, but you always get hurt…”

“You’re worried about me.”

He kissed her, even sucking on her small tongue. She responded to his kiss, softly moving her lips.

“From now on, it’s a long summer break. I’ll recover quickly… my Chris.”

“I’m not… worried…”

Yet, she suddenly felt uneasy because his member, brushing between her legs, was still as hard as ever.

‘Even when he came into the room earlier…’

Thinking back, she couldn’t recall seeing it soften since he first entered. She’d seen it remain firm even after climaxing before, but had it really been like this from start to finish?

“Lovell, yours… when did it get like this…?”

“It’s been up the whole time. Even before I came into this house.”

“What?”

“I was riding in the carriage, and under the night sky, I saw the blue roof. It started then. Just looking at the window of your room makes everything tighten up from the root.”

“Didn’t anyone see you?”

Chris asked urgently. She didn’t care about the night sky or the roof—her mind was filled only with the thought of being ‘caught.’

“There was a coachman in front. Ah, but it was a borrowed carriage, so he left quickly.”

“Quickly…”

“As soon as I opened the carriage door, I rushed right up. No one saw me. Even if someone did, considering my age, they’d probably understand.”

“That’s not the problem. You came here at night… in that state.”

It was dizzying. She worried that rumors might spread about her being a young lady who frequently invited men to mix flesh with.

“Did you come in through the main entrance?”

“The back door. I have a key.”

“…You need to go home right now.”

“I’m staying until morning. I came here planning to spend the whole night.”

“Then just stay a little longer before you go.”

She looked carefully into his pleading violet eyes. Maybe it was the soft light, but she felt herself being drawn in more easily.

“If you’re asking, at least say ‘please’.”

“Please, okay?”

Chris sighed inwardly and decided to do everything he wanted.

“Say my name too.”

“Please, Lovell…”

Suddenly, her body was flipped over. From facing him, she was now looking at the floor again. This time, without any caressing, something thick and fist-like pushed inside.

“Huff.”

Chris swallowed her cry, burying her face in the sheets just as before.

‘This… this jerk! Is he starting over from the beginning?’

She’d already cl*maxed several times. The area, slick with pale or clear fluids, offered no resistance as his member slid in deep. Of course, she trembled helplessly.

“Ugh, ngh.”

Without even overlapping their bodies, he pressed down on her lower half, thrusting vigorously. He’d said he was hurt from bruises, which was probably why he kept attacking from behind.

Her grabbed b*ttocks kept lifting, her face fell onto her elbow. The mattress creaked, their joined bodies made wet sounds, and Lovell was busy panting.

‘Downstairs is the study. Next to it is the drawing room, the dining room… Ugh, the office is even farther…’

“Lovell, Lovell.”

“What… huff, what?”

“Don’t make noise, don’t… please, if you make a sound… Even though there’s no one downstairs… if someone on the same floor hears, ah, we can’t…”

“How can you tell me not to make noise when you’re squeezing me so tight?”

“Please…!”

But it didn’t seem to work. She’d just begged him to go home, but now she was flipped over and being filled again.

“If you keep doing that, hng, it just makes me want to get caught more, Chris.”

He spoke a bit roughly, thrusting fiercely inside her. Dozens of times he pounded, even he felt he’d reached the deepest part.

He paused for a moment. Right before her eyes, his member filled her completely, making her entrance twitch. Lovell tried to draw out the most intense pleasure by stopping right before climax.

“Hng…”

Listening to her sobbing moans, he pulled out powerfully and then thrust back in, pressing against her inner walls.

“Pretending you don’t like it, but you’re sticking your b*tt out… And those sounds, you actually like them…”

After a few more thrusts, he rubbed and pressed the tip against her cervix, opening it, and finished inside with a wet sound. He even let out a shout like a man lost in pleasure. Chris, who was about to reach her peak, was startled awake.

‘This is a death sentence! No matter how deeply asleep someone is, there’s no way they wouldn’t hear thunder like that!’

Even her faint moans were drowned out.

“Ha, telling me not to make noise—do you even know what it’s like inside you?”

Chris could only tremble, her face buried in her elbow from the shock.

Lovell pressed his whole body against her back, grabbing her br*asts. Her slender body was pushed into the bed by his weight and member. Both br*asts filled his hands, and just like his thrusts, he squeezed them firmly.

After a moment, he let go, gazing down at her white back and the pressed, spread flesh. Then he rubbed her exposed skin, kneading and massaging.

“Your br*asts are too big, Chris.”

He enjoyed making her flustered with such words, and admired her shivering body when he stroked her lower back.

He kissed down her white spine, sucking on her small, soft b*ttocks several times.

“But your b*tt is so small… How does it even hold me?”

“Lovell!”

He hummed, kneading her white b*ttocks with both hands.

“Please just shut your mouth. And… keep your hands still.”

“If you don’t loosen up properly, all your muscles will get knotted. Do you want to wake up tomorrow morning looking like someone who just had s*x? Like when we first spent our wedding night…”

Chris was startled. First night together? This talkative guy, when did they ever get married?

“I just left you as you were and walked out of the room. I regretted it so much. Whether you kicked me or not, I should have held you more, kissed you, spent time like this… Ha, but Chris. About your body…”

When her body tried to curl up, he stopped her. He made her stretch her shoulders and hips, and looking at her slender figure all the way down to her ankles, he grew excited again. Even so, her chest was so full, and the curves of her hips and the hollow at her center were all so beautiful.

“Isn’t your body too plump here? Even though I’ve been inside you… Is it because your br*asts are big that this part is soft too? Is that it?”

What a flood of words. Chris couldn’t respond at all.

This time, he spread her b*ttocks wide apart and brought his face close to the layered, wrinkled inside. Seeing it shining white, he thought it looked as if it were covered in cream, and Lovell stuck out his tongue.

Chris could only groan. As he devoted himself to pleasuring her, he touched other places too.

“This part is completely new.”

He stroked the tiny pink hole above her perineum and enjoyed the way her body reacted, trembling reflexively. Each time, he wondered what her little entrance was hoping for, and Lovell chuckled to himself.

So, he slipped his longest finger inside.

“You’ve taken so much that you accept anything I put in.”

He wiggled it inside, then pulled it out with a soft pop. Even while being teased, Chris kept making little moaning noises, and his hand, which didn’t stop rubbing her outer lips, made her release even more fluids.

“Should I lay you down straight?”

“No…”

Like a tired little animal, her back tried to hunch, but he quickly turned her over.

In the midst of her daze, she somehow felt that the blue eyes looking down at her held a spot of lamplight.

She’d seen his body often, but today it looked different again. His firm chest, the finely divided muscles of his abdomen, arms without a trace of fat—all caught her eye.

But why did he always carry red and blue marks? She wondered who was doing this to him.

“Lovell… Did you always fight like this in the past?”

“No.”

“Then why these days…”

Without realizing, Chris reached out and stroked his arm. At her careful touch, he smiled happily.

“It’s probably since His Highness showed up.”

“Ah, Chris.”

He kissed her eagerly. Mixing their tongues, making wet sounds again and again, she responded as if melting. The feelings seemed to move her body, and she felt strange.

Lovell rubbed his face against her reddened cheek, almost playfully.

“You like me much more than His Highness, right? Haven’t you actually had feelings for me all along?”

“…That’s not true.”

He kissed her earlobe and gently squeezed and released her br*asts. His hands were so soft, completely different from how he’d grabbed her during s*x. He gently pulled her n*pple, pinched it, and pressed down with his finger.

Chris felt something electric flow from his hands and could only breathe heavily.

After countless times together, even helping him with his pleasure, she found herself doing everything he wanted. If he told her to spread, she spread; if he told her to close, she closed; if he told her to grab something, she grabbed it.

She’d cursed him as vulgar before, and when they first slept together, she’d been stunned, but now she herself seemed to be turning just as shameless.

Even now, the way his slightly er*ect member rubbed between her legs excited her, and her entrance twitched. The fluids flowing out steadily soaked him.

Lovell noticed this about Chris. The woman who once kicked his stomach and tried to slap his face now accepted all his touches, looking up at him with eyes as damp as if she’d been soaked in water.

‘If her br*asts are this big now, how much bigger will they get if she gets pregnant?’

Before she knew it, his mouth hovered above her n*pple, as if aiming for it, and he imagined himself sucking on br*asts full of milk. The hand running through his hair trembled slightly, tense.

Lovell giggled with her n*pple still in his mouth.