“No such thing.”

“You seem like someone who clearly has something.”

“With the Tower Master…”

“With the Tower Master?”

Luinel wore an expression suggesting he had much to say but couldn’t bring himself to say it. Setting aside the numerous documents related to the Purification Ceremony for a moment, he slowly pulled her arm and drew her into his embrace. She felt a heavy weight on her shoulder as his fine platinum hair tickled her cheek.

While he had abruptly bent her over and thrust his c*ck into her in the conference room before, this kind of intimate skinship was the first since her cat form, so Evelyn was inwardly flustered. The strong pulsing sound of his heart flowed directly into her pressed ear.

“Your Highness? Is something wrong?”

In response to Evelyn’s careful question, a quiet sigh fell upon the crown of her head.

“…Truly, even I don’t know why I’ve been like this lately.”

“You’re not ill, are you?”

“If I said I was, would you think to heal me with your body again?”

“Your well-being is the Empire’s well-being. Of course I should do my best.”

She thought it was the best answer, but somehow Luinel’s mood seemed even lower than before.

“Enough. I don’t need that kind of treatment you throw around to just anyone like charity.”

Just like a child sulking after having a favorite toy taken away.

‘Could he be jealous right now?’

Jealousy from Luinel, who boasted the highest emotional wall among the male leads? But no matter how she thought about it, there was no other reason for Luinel to be sulking at her like this.

However, if she were to give Luinel any special implications here, it would mean saying goodbye to the harem ending forever, so she simply patted his back gently. After a moment of silence, Evelyn added a small excuse to prevent Luinel’s favorability from plummeting.

“Even though my magic manifests strongly through bodily fluids, I absolutely don’t throw myself at just anyone like charity.”

“So the playboy is saying she has standards. That’s how it sounds.”

Though he said that, his previously cold voice had softened somewhat, suggesting his mood had improved.

Unusually, Luinel released Evelyn without doing anything and disappeared, leaving only the words to take care of her condition since tomorrow was the Purification Ceremony.

‘What’s this? I should be happy to have earned a rest period, but why do I feel disappointed?’

Had her body unknowingly become accustomed to intimacy with them? Evelyn, who had once again felt the terrifying nature of physical addiction with her entire body, hurried her steps toward her manor.

It would have been nice if the conclusion was that she enjoyed a sweet rest today… but Evelyn, who had collapsed early in the evening due to the aftermath of being tormented by Ian every night, opened her eyes to a strange sensation in her s*x.

Whether it was the middle of the night, weird sounds of slurp, suck, schlick echoed throughout the dark bedroom. The sleepiness that had been weighing her down instantly vanished at the moist flesh persistently rubbing against her cl*toris.

“Hnn…!”

At her moan, close to a sleepy protest that escaped through her closed teeth, the intruder who had buried his face in her s*x raised his head.

“Awake? You must have been very tired from preparing for the Purification Ceremony. I’ve been tormenting you for quite a while, but you’ve only just opened your eyes.”

“Hezel, why are you here? Ahhnng!”

“Since the Saintess left me waiting in the garden, I’ve heard nothing from you.”

What can I do? The one whose c*ck is burning has to come looking.

Hezel, who was giving a seductive eye smile between her widely spread legs, stuck out his tongue again. Slurp, suck, schlick. Deliberately making louder noises for her to hear while sucking on her s*x, Hezel was dressed in attire that only servants in the imperial palace would wear.

“You, what are you wearing, hey. Hnn.”

“See? I knew this would happen. You’ve gone crazy for the Tower Master’s c*ck and completely forgotten your promise to me.”

Hezel, who had been probing her entrance dripping with fluid with his tongue, flicked her swollen cl*toris with his index finger, administering punishment. Evelyn’s waist jerked up as if having a seizure. She tried to push Hezel’s shoulder away with her foot, feeling the pleasure bordering on pain spreading from her s*x.

But her ankle was immediately caught in a firm grip, and her legs were spread even wider than before. Her s*x, now fully exposed before his eyes, was already glistening with all kinds of fluids and flushed red.

“I didn’t realize at first, but the Saintess has a constitution where magic manifests through bodily fluids.”

“Ahh, Hezel, wait… hnng!”

“Is that why both above and below taste so sweet?”

I only meant to taste a little, but I simply can’t pull my tongue away.

Strength gathered in her s*x as she watched Hezel licking his lips, which were soaked with her fluids, while smiling.

“Why are you suddenly, ngh, doing this?”

“I told you. Our next roleplay would be a vulgar princess secretly getting intimate with her servant.”

“That was definitely supposed to be set during a banquet in the garden… ahhn!”

“I changed the setting a bit since the Saintess stood me up that day.”

To a servant who sneaks into the bedroom at night and ravenously sucks on the noble princess’s s*x.

Even in the darkness where she couldn’t see anything in front of her, Hezel’s golden eyes burning with l＊st were clearly visible. As Hezel deliberately extended his tongue to lick up her s*x, her fluids gushed out.

“I, I’m sorry, hnngh!”

“Don’t cry, Princess. When you cry, my c*ck aches unbearably.”

Saying the insane words that if she was going to cry, she should cry profusely down below, he tore off her thin slip, violently ripping it apart. She never imagined she would pay the price for a promise she had completely forgotten due to Ian’s crazy stamina, on the night before the Purification Ceremony.

No matter how much Evelyn shook her head and begged, Hezel didn’t stop rubbing her vaginal walls with his wet tongue. Finally, when Finally, when Evelyn, who had been writhing and sobbing, collapsed limply on the bed, his hot hands kneaded her soft br*asts, crushing them beneath his grip.

“You know what? When I twist the Princess’s n*pples like this, her inner walls get even tighter.”

“Wait, Hezel. Ah…!”

“I wonder if His Majesty knows. That the noble Princess spends every night underneath me, crying from both ends.”

Hezel gently nibbled on Evelyn’s er*ect n*pples between his teeth. At the same time, with one hand still sticky with her fluids, he continuously rubbed her cl*toris. Evelyn gasped for breath as her entire s*x felt not just hot but as if it were being burned by fire. Meanwhile, Hezel, who had been persistently playing with her n*pples with his tongue, slowly pulled away.

“Before the Saintess, no, the Princess woke up, I already came once, but here I am again. At this point, isn’t this truly a disease?”

The disease of dying if I don’t thrust my c*ck into the Princess.

Hezel, who had already removed his pants, lightly stroked his er*ect p*nis with one hand. The split at the tip of his curved gl*ns twitched as if it wanted to burrow into her right away, oozing whitish fluid. Seeing that intensely lewd sight, Evelyn’s entrance pulsed in response.

Hezel let out a fierce smile watching her entrance move as if begging for his c*ck, then aligned his tip with her entrance and thrust his hips forward. Evelyn’s body stiffened as Hezel’s c*ck dug in, mercilessly scraping every corner of her inner walls.

“Relax, Princess. What if my c*ck really breaks off and gets stuck inside you forever?”

“Ahh. I don’t want, aaaahng!”

Thwack! Evelyn’s eyes rolled back as his curved organ struck a deep part inside her inner wall. Slick fluid burst from their joined parts, wetting not only Hezel’s p*nis but also his t*sticles.

“Whew… The Princess’s lower part never gets tiresome, no matter how much I eat it.”

“Hnngh, unng!”

“If I got tired of it quickly, the Princess would be free from me, too. Right?”

Squelch, squelch, splash. As his thrusts grew more intense, the veins on the back of Hezel’s hands bulged as he gripped Evelyn’s reddened b*ttocks. Evelyn was truly in agony as Hezel not only pushed his p*nis in to the base but also ground his hips in circles.

“Hnnah, ah! Hezel, please forgive, forgive me… ahng!”