His hand moved naturally to touch her already soaked and slick p*ssy.

His middle finger gently stroked her cl*toris while his other hand bound her strongly so Maria couldn’t escape, and his lips blocked Maria’s mouth.

“Mmph!!”

At Luca’s suffocatingly tight caresses, the reason Maria had barely held onto gradually blurred.

The sticky air, hot body temperature, and lewd scent mixed together and stole her mind.

“Ahh! W-wait……!”

The soothing touch suddenly became bold and pushed gradually inward.

When the hand carefully exploring inside gradually quickened and reached a certain point, Maria’s breathing also became more ragged.

“Really wait……!”

But Maria couldn’t finish her words and reached climax.

Overwhelmed with pleasure, her cries spilled out uncontrollably.

Maria trembled all over, letting her whole body go limp as if her strength was spent. Tears welled up and flowed down her cheeks.

“Ugh…… hic……”

Why was that pitifully trembling voice so irritating?

Luca licked Maria’s tears and kissed Maria’s breathless mouth again.

This mana was a curse, not a blessing.

It was definitely a curse.

Otherwise, his c*ck wouldn’t ache so painfully at Maria’s crying.

Before Maria’s crying even fully stopped, Luca had already positioned himself over Maria again.

Seeing this, Maria squeezed her eyes shut.

‘Quickly please quickly.’

A contradiction surged up—wishing this moment would quickly end while also hoping it would continue forever. Moans burst out wherever Luca touched, and below, she grew wet shamelessly each time they kissed.

“Ah!!”

And while her mind wandered for a moment, Luca’s c*ck had already thrust deeply inside.

“Huu……”

Luca exhaled deeply and pushed below again.

“Mmph!!!”

Maria struggled like her breath had stopped.

Her whole face was soaked with sweat, her pupils dilated in unbelievable shock, and her mouth hung open unable to close.

She felt painfully full and tight.

“Ah! Ahh!!!”

Regardless of Maria, Luca was already unhesitatingly repeating regular movements. Had she ever felt such a sensation in her life? Warm and wet, so it wouldn’t let go of his thing. The pleasure surging from the junction was indescribable.

Whose room this was and whose mansion no longer mattered. He only saw Maria’s face, bright red and brimming with tears.

“Ahh!!!”

The first ej*culation ended.

Strength left Maria’s body, and Luca also caught his breath for a moment.

“I-is it done now…? Is it over…?”

To Maria trembling with pleasure and anxiety, Luca couldn’t say anything.

This should definitely be the end.

Luca had already found a mana supplier. And since he’d sucked all the mana from Maria’s body, no more supply was needed.

‘But this is strange.’

Maria breathing roughly grated on his eyes. Her lips glistening with saliva, hair stuck to her cheeks with sweat, even her inner walls flinching wanting to escape now.

“Ha.”

There was absolutely no reason to keep holding Maria anymore.

“Lu, Luca…?”

“The supply isn’t finished yet.”

Luca frowned at Maria surprised with her mouth open. An impulse he couldn’t control even this much.

He felt disgusted at himself for making such a pathetic excuse. And at the same time, at the intense impulse to ej*culate inside Maria once more, he stiffened again.

“Haah……”

The sensation of being filled again by the lower part that had wilted then revived made her breath catch once more.

Didn’t the protagonists in the original not stop after just once?

Claude had suffocatingly pushed Luca, but with positions reversed, Luca drove Maria.

Maria sent an anxious gaze to Luca.

How long would they have to do this? When would the sufficient supply Luca mentioned be complete?

‘Just how long!’

Could it be that her mana was woefully insufficient to fill Luca’s empty mana? So they had to repeat this act several times?

That was brief—Luca didn’t give Maria more time to think.

Before she knew it, Luca had raised his body and brought Maria’s legs over his shoulders.

“Luca!”

Maria’s face, with her p*ssy nakedly exposed, reddened beyond getting any redder.

“Um……!”

Maria tried to stop him somehow but had no choice but to close her mouth at Luca’s eyes.

‘He’s crazy, that’s crazy.’

His gaze was directed at Maria, but he wasn’t looking at Maria.

Hair soaked with sweat, face flushed red, mouth slightly open with a suggestive expression—he was already not in his right mind.

“Huu……”

Luca breathed deeply.

The sticky skin that followed wherever he moved and the sensation of being startled and tightening each time he thrust.

Crazy. A crazy woman. No, a crazy sensation.

Luca opened his eyes thinly and looked down.

How much had he thrust—the vaginal opening was messy with bodily fluids of unknown ownership.

And when he raised his gaze slightly more, he saw Maria disheveled messily, truly in complete disarray. From that sight, a strange satisfaction crept up and Luca wanted to gouge out his own eyes.

Aah.

Where had he thrown away the disgust and hatred he’d felt when seeing her again?

Even if it was mana’s trickery, Luca wanted to cherish this sight forever. He wanted to be inside her forever.

Luca moved his body once more. Her inner walls, ruined by multiple climaxes, were sensitized to the extreme. Even his small movements delivered pleasure enough to make her scream.

Her eyes suddenly opened.

What she saw upon opening her eyes was a red ceiling. The lavishly embroidered ceiling clearly wasn’t her house.

‘Ugh……’

When she tried to get up, her whole body screamed. Wailing sounds came out like cramps in her legs. Just then, she heard the sound of the door carefully opening.

Maria pretended to sleep again like nothing had happened. Since nothing good would come from getting up now…….

The person entering the room was a maid from House Aemon. When the maid confirmed Maria was still sleeping, she carefully closed the door again.

“……Ha.”

She was screwed.

“……Hahaha……”

Maria carefully got up.

All her muscles strangely cried out, but her body hurting wasn’t the problem right now.

One thought struck both sides of her brain. Soon, House Certi would suffer family annihilation and her neck would also fly off.

‘Ah, I’ve really gone crazy.’

She tried to pretend not to know, but the earlier memories were too vivid.

“Ahh! W-wait……!”

“……Haah……”

“Really wait……!”

She’d gone mad.

Gone mad. Gone mad. Definitely gone mad.

Touching the original’s flower boy first was a problem, sleeping together was a problem.

And doing that act in the Duke’s house was the biggest problem.

First, if she stayed here like this, she felt she’d somehow face Claude with his piercing eyes. Maria carefully moved her steps. She just needed to quickly escape this mansion and organize her thoughts.

Fortunately, while escaping House Aemon, there were no servants who found her suspicious.

Without knowing what state of mind she was in, she rode the carriage and arrived at House Certi in a dazed state.

‘Wh-what should I do……’

Maria used to like psychological tests. Finding hidden inner selves through psychological tests was good, but she liked it because it felt like confirming what kind of person she was.

The result that always came out whenever she took tests was that she was the charging type. She directly solved all problems without avoiding them.

But that psychological result seemed wrong. Because right now she’d run away from the problem and hidden…….

“No, then what should I have done……”

Maria talked to herself about something no one asked. No matter how much she thought about it, she absolutely couldn’t handle this matter. Nothing came to mind except escaping that place.

This was why she shouldn’t have entered that room. Her unnecessary meddling trying to save him made her fall into a bigger quagmire.

Maria had definitely planned to bring the prepared apple pie and apologize to Luca.

It was youthful folly, she was truly so sorry she didn’t know what to do with herself, if he wanted she wouldn’t hover before his eyes for life, etc.

But that plan not only fell through but closed the coffin and lay down.

‘Crazy b*stard, insane b*stard, couldn’t you hold back just that one thing!!!’

She deserved to be hit. Deserved to be hit. But no matter how much Maria banged her head on the table, the regret didn’t disappear.

“Aaaahhh!!!”

Could life get this tangled even when tangled? No, the culprit who tangled her own life was ultimately herself.

Time passed—she didn’t know how many days. She’d definitely tried to act like nothing happened, but Sylvie started watching Maria’s reactions more often.

That made sense since Maria suddenly changed clothes by herself and laughed alone like a crazy person.

Today too, Maria sent Sylvie out and changed clothes alone.

Maria had no choice. The red marks remaining all over her body except her neck and arms hadn’t disappeared at all.

She was also shocked seeing the marks blooming here and there while changing clothes alone—if Sylvie saw them, she might faint.

“He bit me quite a lot.”

Anyone watching would think the two weren’t mortal enemies. No matter how intimate a man and woman might be, that degree should have been unbearable for both, yet that day they explored each other more passionately than anyone.

They couldn’t stop, like tasting sweetness for the first time.

‘Right, so maybe it’s not entirely my fault……?’

If she’d been the only one pouncing, that would be one thing, but that was only at the beginning—afterward, Luca joined in. Rather, as time passed, Luca became more aggressive.

The male lead in the original she’d read was seductive, but not particularly proactive in relationships. Rather, his seemingly innocent approach to s*x made him more seductive, and he was overwhelmed when Claude came at him. But last night’s Luca…… was more passionate than any man Maria had ever met.

How on earth did someone like that become the male lead of a seven-volume novel…….

Had her assumption that such a novel’s male lead would be passive in all relationships been a mistake?

‘Besides, it was too…… good!’

Had there ever been anyone this good in her entire past life…….

None of her ex-boyfriends from her previous life had been this compatible. Luca was careful and delicate, yet hot and passionate. She’d experienced ecstasy that melted both body and mind.

So couldn’t she say it wasn’t entirely her fault? Since they both enjoyed it…….

But that was just her argument, and not a very convincing excuse.

Her thoughts spiraled endlessly. The more she thought about it, the more whose fault it was fell deeper into a labyrinth.