Her unfiltered thoughts burst out through her moans without her realizing it. Like someone starving for days in front of delicious food, transparent fluids also flowed abundantly from Olivia’s twitching hole.
Alois growled lowly at her plea that wasn’t quite a plea. Gritting his teeth until his jaw ached, Alois gripped the innocent blanket as if to tear it. The sight of Olivia looking at him while fingering her hole with a flushed face was too stimulating, making his head dizzy. His burning throat convulsed several times as he swallowed dryly.
A finger that entered between the narrow gap moved up and down, stimulating her swollen cl*toris. She moved her hand imagining what Alois usually did for her, but it was infinitely lacking compared to the stimulation he provided. Naturally, her touch on her cl*toris became increasingly fierce and forceful.
The mound of her p*ssy, hardened with excitement as if slightly swollen, trembled with tingling pleasure under her rough, pressing strokes. While persistently staring at Alois’s c*ck, Olivia pushed one finger into her hole, which was already sufficiently wet.
“Ah!”
Though her finger was incomparably thinner than Alois’s, the inner walls that had received no invasion for weeks eagerly gripped her finger. Olivia twisted her waist as her inner walls, which had been squirming with anticipation, began to throb.
She inserted her finger to the end of the knuckle and gently rubbed the clinging walls with her rounded fingertip. Olivia’s moans grew increasingly intense each time her hot, moist inner walls were slightly pushed and scratched by her fingertips.
“Ah, mmm, Alois, mm, nim, quickly, hah, quickly……”
Though she knew he would never put it in, she urged Alois repeatedly. His c*ck, which twitched and nodded even without being touched, was already painfully dark red with heat. Eventually, Alois wrapped his own c*ck in his hand.
The massive c*ck, which her hands couldn’t fully grasp at once, was being roughly rubbed in Alois’s large grip. Olivia knew too well how those fingers, that c*ck moved inside her to give pleasure, making her even more impatient and frustrated.
Her fingers stirring her hole moved deeper and faster. Love juices spraying in all directions wet her inner thighs and the bed, making the surroundings messy. But the two people sitting on the bed couldn’t even see such things.
As Alois approached closely and lowered his body, the tip of his c*ck brushed against the flesh of Olivia’s inner thigh. Ah! With a brief cry, her legs spread even wider. Alois, holding his c*ck with one hand and gripping the bed’s headboard with the other, kissed her again.
“Mm, hmm, mm, ah…… Aang, mm.”
All her moans were devoured by Alois. The two, with parched throats, struggled to escape their unquenchable thirst by greedily swallowing each other’s saliva. When their lips briefly parted to exhale the accumulated breath, Alois, unable to endure the gap, devoured her lips again. Even while doing so, the muscles in his arm holding the headboard bulged as he tried not to put his weight on her.
The sound of her stirring her hole was joined by the wet sound of him rubbing his bursting c*ck. Whenever Alois’s c*ck tip or the back of his hand brushed against Olivia’s skin, her body writhed greatly.
“More, more, bigger, mmm, fill me up…… hm, haamm!”
Imagination approached reality. At the thought of being penetrated by Alois’s club-like heavy c*ck moving in and out of his grip, her inner walls contracted sharply, and her cl*toris, which she had pressed down painfully hard, heated up firmly.
“Ah! Aah! Hmm.”
Her body jerked, and her waist arched slightly into the air. Her finger, which had been vigorously digging inside, also remained stuck deep in her hole without moving. The hand covering her entire p*ssy trembled but didn’t release its strong pressure. Between her parted lips, moans that couldn’t become sounds spread like gasping air. Hot liquid dripped onto the back of Olivia’s hand.
“Kuk.”
Alois’s body stiffened with his eyes tightly shut. Milky fluid shot continuously from the tip of his c*ck, which he gripped firmly. Having spent weeks in abstinence like her, thicker and more abundant s*men wet her hand and lower abdomen than before. Alois, who had ej*culated at length while suppressing his intense moans as if his breath had stopped, finally exhaled his blocked breath and opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw upon opening his eyes was Olivia’s gaze, languidly relaxed, looking up at him. Reflexively, he lowered his head to kiss her wet eyes and rubbed his face against her cheek. The soft skin, warm with heat, seemed to gently caress his head, still tingling with the afterglow of ej*culation.
“Still, haa, not enough……”
Though he agreed with Olivia’s small whisper, he rose from the bed with surprising patience. A moist gaze filled with some resentment followed him, making him want to climb back on her body immediately, but he just clenched his fist once and then released it.
“I really need to rest now, Olivia.”
“This doesn’t, doesn’t feel like resting at all.”
She grumbled with a breath that hadn’t yet settled. But Alois cleared away the soiled blanket and wrapped her body in another one, lifting her up.
As she was carried in his arms to the clean adjacent room, Olivia blinked her eyes slowly. The medicine she had taken during the priest’s examination earlier was starting to take effect. Additionally, a gentle languor settled comfortably over her body after the climax, which had been terribly insufficient and tantalizing.
Swimming through her hazy consciousness, Olivia sighed gloomily.
‘I thought only happiness remained……’
Olivia, who had dreamed of a happy future after lifting the curse, was spending her days filled with s*xual frustration.
* * *
“Has Lord Alois always been this stubborn?”
At the genuinely curious voice, Seron held back his laughter with a forced cough. She, who had come to the clinic’s office after a long time, puffed up both cheeks with an expression of complete incomprehension. Though she looked clearly displeased to anyone, Seron smiled gently at the sight that appeared to be just a lovers’ quarrel.
“He’s always had that aspect. Rather, in the past, he was even more of a principled person who wouldn’t change his opinion no matter what anyone said. I’m sometimes surprised at how much gentler and milder he’s become now.”
Her mouth fell open at the statement that he was mild now. She had been inwardly cursing him as an ‘inflexible man!’
After the incident where she had semi-forcibly relieved her s*xual desire in front of Alois that day, he thoroughly avoided spending time alone with Olivia. He had figured out that no matter how sexually frustrated she was, she wouldn’t pounce on him if they weren’t alone.
Due to her crime of not being as shameless as Alois, Olivia had been building a tower of unresolved s*xual desire since that day. The only good thing was that she had grown closer to Seron, who always stayed by her side.
Even now, Seron had escorted her to the clinic in place of Alois, who was caught by Elliot for business matters.
“Lord Alois must be prioritizing your health above all else, so he’s enduring. Afraid of hurting you again……”
“Do you also think Lord Alois would hurt me that severely again?”
“Of course not. You may not know, Olivia, but throughout your unconsciousness, the duke was in such a poor state…… Of course, we all prayed for your safe awakening, but we prayed even more desperately for you to wake up safely because we feared he might follow if anything happened to you.”
“Right? I think so too. I’m absolutely certain he won’t hurt me again……”
Looking at the frustrated Olivia, Seron understood both her opinion and Alois’s feelings. Perhaps being a third party rather than directly involved allowed him to see their relationship more clearly.
“Having experienced the fear of possibly losing you, he might be more afraid now?”
“I want Lord Alois to always be happy with me. If he suffers by recalling that incident every time he looks at me, I would feel too sad.”
“……Wouldn’t time solve this? Humans are creatures of forgetting, so no matter how shocking an event, memories gradually fade, and I think things will slowly get better that way.”
Seron’s words were correct. Olivia also knew that Alois’s current hypersensitivity to her physical condition and his reluctance to touch her body while making excuses about her not being fully healed would all gradually improve with time.
Still feeling dissatisfied about something, Olivia silently folded her arms and glared into empty space for a while. But no matter how much she pondered, no viable solution came to mind, so she shook her head to temporarily shake off the heavy concerns.
Because there were more urgent matters at hand.
“Is the Drake family a place you know well too, Seron?”
“Yes. They’re historically loyal to the imperial family, and I remember the previous marquis was particularly fond of the duke.”
“By previous marquis, you mean……”
“I’m referring to the father of the person who currently holds the title of marquis. That would be the grandfather of the lady you’re meeting today.”
The reason Olivia had come to the clinic today, even though her vacation hadn’t ended, was because she had an appointment with the lady of the Drake family.
In truth, many noble ladies had tried to meet Olivia. It was a ploy to establish connections with the future mistress of the duke’s household. However, Alois disliked Olivia getting entangled in unnecessary social politics, so he had been handling all such unnecessary communications himself.
“Are you nervous?”
“A, a little? I feel tense, but I’m also happy to be out of the house after so long.”
But since staying confined to the mansion for injury treatment seemed neither mentally nor sexually healthy for Olivia, he had carefully selected and arranged this meeting from among numerous requests. When he casually asked about her interest in tea time, Olivia had promptly agreed.
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(dorothea is tired of reading rofan)