Exercise Your Right of the First Night

It was a dead end, the edge of a dizzying cliff.
This was the only way left for Louise.
Otherwise, in a week, she would have to marry a pedophile.

“Lord, you must exercise your right of the first night!”

I must be deflowered today, without fail.
By the only Lord of this countryside, Cesare.

“Wait, why on earth are you taking your clothes off?”
“Th-That’s, usually you have to take off your clothes to have relations, don’t you?”

So the Lord likes to keep his clothes on.
It seemed he was a more educated pervert than she had thought.
At that moment, when she felt like crying a little.
Clink, clink, clink.
Three silver coins dropped into her palm.

“Why are you giving these to me?”
“Wasn’t refusal said to cost two silver coins?”

……This is insane.

“Ah, one coin is my wedding gift to you.”

No. I will accept that wedding gift with your body, Lord.

Preview

“I, I like you.”

At the word ‘you’, Cesare’s body flinched greatly. She took his hand and placed it over her left br*ast.

“Maybe that’s why it has been beating like this since earlier.”

The moment Cesare’s cold hand touched her left br*ast, her body shrank in on its own. Cesare had gone as stiff as his body itself, not taking any action at all. It was so very like him that she almost wanted to laugh a little.
She was completely n*ked. The blanket had long since fallen to the floor, warming the feet of both Cesare and her. She took his wrist and lowered it until his fingertips touched between her thighs.

“It became like this here, too.”

Cesare’s fingers touched the wetness below. It was a place that had never known anyone’s touch until now. She let out a ragged breath, damp with arousal. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she rose onto her toes. Then she whispered into his ear.

“I want you to hold me.”
“……”

Cesare stiffened like a wooden doll and quietly drew her into his arms. With a slightly dissatisfied expression, she whispered to him.

“I don’t mean just a simple hug, but insertion……”
“I know, so stop talking.”
“……Yes.”

Cesare slowly lifted the eyelids he had squeezed shut. His eyes were boiling a fierce blue with desire directed at her.

“Don’t regret it.”