However, making Verheigen’s concerns meaningless, what Lysith said was enough to make his eyes roll 180 degrees.

“Could you…… remove what’s inside?”

As she said this, she fidgeted with her slightly swollen lips and her ears turned red with embarrassment, perfectly captured in his sight.

He always wasted his good peripheral vision when with Lysith. On things like thoroughly licking and appreciating her expressions, gazes, touches, and flushed skin. Though of course, Verheigen didn’t think of it as ‘wasting.’

And the moment he met her moist blue eyes, he suddenly thought it would be difficult to control his rising lust today.

His reason screamed to hold the reins, but his body acted completely opposite. She’s asking for it, asking to remove what was put inside. It felt like someone was whispering that. Right, start naturally like that, and subtly push in the c*ck……

His mind was stained with lewd imagination. But the Emperor with his skilled poker face showing none of these thoughts smiled languidly as usual and pushed his finger into her p*ssy.

And the thought he had the moment he pushed his finger into her p*ssy was exactly this:

Ah, this is bad. I might make her unable to walk tomorrow.

His lower abdomen tightened again painfully. ……It was because he automatically imagined Lysith waiting for him in bed when he returned after finishing work. Even just the simple imagination was too stimulating.

“Ung……”

“Why are you still so tight…… after taking me so many times.”

Is it because we’re in water? Muttering quietly, he lightly lifted her with one hand and sat her on the edge of the tub. When Lysith, quickly understanding his intention, spread her legs despite her reddening face, Verheigen had to swallow his curses.

He desperately suppressed the urge to either suck that spot or push in his c*ck shaft and stick it in, by biting the inside of his mouth.

The water surface rippled each time he moved his hips while holding Lysith. While enjoying her soft br*asts pressing against his hard chest as he moved his hips, he suddenly grabbed her upper body and made her lean against the tub.

Judging by her completely reddened face and half-focused eyes, it seemed better to get out of the tub soon. She would have to keep taking him, so she shouldn’t faint here.

No sooner had he thought this than Lysith whined.

“It’s hot…… It’s hard……”

While her pronunciation was terrifyingly clear normally, her words stretched like cheese when she was having s*x or out of it — that was her characteristic. Verheigen patted her soothingly and picked up a magic tool placed beside the tub.

His brow automatically furrowed as an unpleasant face came to mind at the word ‘magic tool,’ but it couldn’t be helped.

When he washed her using the fluffy rising bubbles, even that seemed to be taken as stimulation as her sticky walls tightly squeezed his c*ck and her body jumped.

“Phew……”

With truly superhuman patience, he suppressed the desire to cling to the woman before him. But this time too, his hurried feelings showed directly in his actions. The thought of washing her slowly flew far away, and after hastily rinsing off the bubbles with the tub water, Verheigen stood up abruptly while holding Lysith.

The sound of water splashing was heard, and Lysith, startled by the suddenness, clung to him. Feeling her legs wrapped around his waist, he moved forward without hesitation in that state.

“Hic, uh, Your Majesty……”

Was it an illusion to think his c*ck, still deeply inserted inside her, seemed to be growing larger as time passed? Even with her slightly hazy mind, Lysith had such thoughts.

Moreover, each time he took a step it poked her insides, making her whimper through her teeth. Surely he wasn’t planning to do it standing. Just as Lysith had that thought, what was filling her inside suddenly pulled out completely.

“……?”

For some reason, with her mind slightly cleared from the disappeared pleasure, she looked around and realized they had arrived at one side of the spacious bathroom. After carefully setting her on a high ledge that reached his knees, he smiled at the confused-looking Lysith.

……By the time Lysith sensed something strange about that meaningful smile, it was already too late.

“You need to look behind you, my Lysith.”

Behind? When she turned her head at his words, she saw a large mirror occupying one side of the wall. Only then did warning lights flash somewhere in her mind.

Wait, surely not…

Before Lysith could turn her head back to the front, Verheigen lifted her lightly again and flipped her position, changing her posture.

When Lysith, who had naturally assumed a position with her bottom raised, tried to resist, Verheigen was faster in grabbing her plump b*ttocks with both hands, spreading them apart, and aligning his c*ck with her p*ssy before thrusting in.

“Ahk!”

“Huu……”

Lysith gasped at the sudden insertion that felt like it reached her cervix. At the same time, her body went limp. As her upper body collapsed, the cold bathroom floor touched her chest and cheeks, making her whole body tingle. Even the cold sensation rubbing against her er*ect n*pples was stimulating.

While Lysith was barely managing to steady her ragged breathing, the man behind her climbed onto the ledge where he had set her down and completely covered her. He truly looked like a predator perfectly devouring its prey.

Not having the courage to look at the mirror in front of her, she blankly stared to the side, when a gentle hand lifted her chin. As soon as Lysith, naturally made to look at the mirror, opened her eyes wide, the rough thrusting began.

“Haang! Ah! Hu, ung……!”

His menacingly er*ect c*ck repeatedly scraped her sensitive inner walls as it pulled out, then thrust back in to her deepest, most intimate depths. And each time, the most obscene moans burst from her gaping mouth. Lysith’s eyes shook as if an earthquake had struck as she saw for the first time what face she made during s*x.

……How could even the few strands of white hair stuck to her pink-flushed cheeks look so lewd?

Even though she didn’t want to see her blue eyes clouded with pleasure like they’re about to drop tears at any moment and her panting face, they were right there in front of her. Additionally, realizing the moans flowing out each time the man on top moved were coming from her own mouth made her toes curl in embarrassment.

The moment she had that thought, her stomach tensed. And the man, who keenly noticed this, hunched his upper body close and whispered mischievously in her ear.

“Seems you’re enjoying doing it while watching the mirror.”

“No, hic! No, ah……”

“No way…… You’re squeezing much tighter than usual, and dripping like this showing how good it feels.”

Though Lysith kept shaking her head saying no, Verheigen just snorted.

The thrusting that resumed afterward completely blew away her reason.

But unlike her blown-away reason, she still had to look straight ahead because of his hand gripping her chin. Every time the man’s red eyes met hers in the mirror, watching her intently as if unwilling to miss a single moment, pleasure surged through her like electricity.

She definitely didn’t have this kind of taste before. Though the Lysith inside shook her head no, her body responded honestly. She could feel her insides convulsing smoothly each time Verheigen’s c*ck pierced through her.

She could no longer distinguish whether the sounds were slapping or squelching. The panting sounds of both people and Lysith’s completely uninhibited cries of pleasure filled the bathroom together.

Even the pain from her n*pples rubbing against the cold bathroom floor each time she shook under him turned into stimulation. Though her legs trembled from the prone position, Lysith endured the man thrusting madly from behind by gathering every last bit of strength.

When Lysith unknowingly started shedding tears from excessive pleasure, his other hand rubbed her er*ect cl*t.

“Aang, huh, uh! Ah, don’t, hic!”

Verheigen, who pressed down Lysith’s thrashing body with his own, pressed his lips to her soft cheek. All while his thrusting hips still didn’t stop.

Her moans resonated in the humid bathroom following his movements. Just seeing her reflection in front of her made her feel like going crazy, but her moans that seemed louder than usual doubled her embarrassment.

Because of this, Lysith had no choice but to climb to countless climaxes including small ones, gushing thin fluid several times. Thanks to this, white foam formed and dripped from their joined parts.

“Ly, sith… Kuk.”

“Uh, huuh… Ah……!”

Her boiled brain felt like mush. Her whole body was so hot it made her dizzy. And Verheigen, who was intently staring at the melting Lysith through the mirror, threw out a question while not stopping his violent hip movements.

“Isn’t…… Empress, huu…… better than, Grand, Duchess?”

“What… Huu, does, that……”

“If you were to bear a child……”

His cave-like dark and low voice dripped stickily in her ear. It was natural for Lysith’s mouth to open wider upon hearing those words.

His red eyes gazing at the woman crying under him sank low. She was an utterly vexing woman who eagerly swallowed his c*ck like this showing how good it felt, yet wouldn’t give him her heart.

This woman is mine. I absolutely won’t let her be taken. Can’t let her be taken.

With those feelings, he parted her narrow walls and roughly poked and rubbed her sweet spots, making high-pitched moans of pleasure echo in the bathroom. Splash, splash. Sticky liquid that could have been water, sweat, or love juice sprayed here and there. He moved his hips so strongly that Lysith’s skin had turned red.