But her heart felt uneasy whenever the Duke’s arm caught the edge of her vision. After brief contemplation, Nelie carefully opened her mouth.

“I suddenly had a thought.”

“What are you thinking?”

“Should we even do this when you’re injured……”

“Don’t you think it’s too late for regrets? You’re already undressed.”

“……I didn’t undress. I was undressed.”

Nelie retorted shyly, covering her exposed br*asts with both arms. She climbed on top at the Duke’s request and felt excited about doing it after so long, but the cast on his arm still worried her.

The discomfort of being in that state for several seasons must be unbearable. If she, who needed to paint, had injured her arm like that, she might have lost her mind. Perhaps because she understood his feelings, the Duke would say it’s his arm that’s broken, not hers. That thought made her heart ache even more.

“Maybe we should wait until you’re fully healed…… Ah!”

“Trying to back out now?”

The Duke, sounding disappointed, gently pulled at Nelie’s arms covering her body. The motion made her round br*asts, previously pressed down, bounce lightly up and down from the elastic motion. His eyes deepened at the sight as he whispered.

“This isn’t our first time being intimate, yet you’re still shy?”

“That’s……”

“This position isn’t new either.”

Nelie’s face burned again at his mischievous voice. She remembered their first time when she recklessly climbed on top of the Duke. Saying she would make his size bigger, as big as an elephant’s.

Looking back, she really had no fear then. Those days when she would do anything to avoid prosecution, braver because she knew nothing. Even she wondered what she had been thinking. Had her brain been controlled by the heat of the moment?

‘At least that led to…… this.’

Finishing her thoughts, Nelie slowly looked down. She saw the Duke’s pants bulging, ready to burst.

Gulp.

She swallowed unconsciously. Nelie now knew well what terrifying thing lay sleeping down there. The situation was different from when she had mindlessly taken it inside her without knowing anything.

The Duke’s chest trembled slightly, perhaps sensing her gaze. It was a laugh suggesting he found it quite cute that she still feared his c*ck. Noticing this, Nelie looked at the Duke with prim eyes.

“……Don’t laugh.”

“Do you know why I’m laughing?”

“I don’t know. Just don’t laugh. I’m being serious.”

“I never said you weren’t.”

He never lost in verbal exchanges. Nelie’s lips naturally pouted. But when she realized that the Duke’s chest she was resting on had lost some weight compared to before, her heart ached again. That’s when—

“Need help, Annelie?”

“What?”

She intended to do something for him, but instead, the Duke spoke while staring intently at Nelie’s p*ssy. Her thighs tensed immediately. The Duke slid his fingers gently over her p*ssy and whispered with a sigh.

“You’re not wet enough yet.”

“Ah.”

“You need to be wet before I put mine in, Nelie.”

The moment she felt dizzy from his shameless words, his fingers, marked with small scars, flicked her cl*t suddenly. The motion made Nelie twist her body and moan uncontrollably.

“Ha, nngh……”

“Damn.”

The Duke moved impatiently watching her. However, the tightly bound cast restricted his movement.

“D-don’t move……”

“Nelie.”

“You need to heal before the wedding……”

Despite her words, the Duke looked quite impatient. He soon wet his lips with his red tongue several times and beckoned.

“Stand up for a moment, Nelie.”

“What……”

“Come here.”

Nelie, afraid her movements might hurt the Duke’s healing arm, obediently followed his lead and lifted her body forward. When she came to her senses, the Duke’s face was positioned between her legs. His hot breath tickled her pubic hair and the long split of her p*ssy. It felt like goosebumps covered her entire body.

“Duke?”

The moment Nelie called out anxiously—

“Ah!”

His uninjured hand slowly gripped her waist and guided her down.

Nelie, practically sitting on the Duke’s face, fluttered in surprise and tried to lift herself, but his casted arm came to rest on her back, telling her not to move. When she felt that, Nelie froze.

“Ah, aah! Nng!”

The Duke licked her p*ssy from bottom to top, then started sucking and eating the plump flesh in mouthfuls. Nelie moaned, arching her back at the strong suction of his mouth. Saliva dripped unconsciously from her parted lips, wetting her exposed br*asts.

“Ah, D-Duke, ah!”

While Nelie’s entire body reddened from pleasure mixed with shame, the Duke began rolling and chewing on her cl*t after devouring her p*ssy. That tiny piece of flesh usually barely noticeable now felt as large as a pearl cultivated by an oyster for decades.

That pearl seemed to become a sweet, round fruit in the Duke’s mouth. His oral assault continued endlessly. The lightning-like pleasure striking relentlessly made Nelie’s whole body tremble.

“Ah, ah, ah!”

“Haah.”

The Duke’s languid breaths and tongue mercilessly invaded her tender p*ssy. After tormenting her cl*t repeatedly, he wasn’t satisfied and extended his tongue to poke at her inner walls.

Her p*ssy, which hadn’t gotten wet easily due to tension from their time apart, quickly became soaking wet. Squelch. The wet sound leaked from between her legs. The fluids she released kept flowing into the Duke’s sculptured face and mouth.

“Ah, this… this……”

“Does it feel good, Nelie?”

“I-it feels……”

“You need to say it more clearly. Only then will I give you more.”

“It, it feels good. Good, so good.”

After teasing her with muffled pronunciation from being pressed against her b*ttocks, the Duke heard her answer and pushed his tongue deep into her inner walls. Simultaneously, his prominent nose pressed against her cl*t. Unable to withstand the convulsive pleasure that poured out repeatedly, Nelie collapsed forward.

“Move by yourself, Nelie.”

“Uu, hnngh……”

“I’ll make it feel even better. Hmm?”

The Duke raised his hand to gently push and pull her hips and waist back and forth. Nelie tightly closed her eyes and started moving following, his guidance.

Her movements, initially hesitant, gradually became more passionate following the Duke’s vigorous tongue play. Her slender white waist moved back and forth, up and down, like tracing a trajectory in rhythm.

“Ah, nngh! Nnnng!”

“Haah, Nelie.”

“Ah, aah!”

“Delicious.”

Despite his incredibly lewd whispers, Nelie’s hips wouldn’t stop. Once she started, she couldn’t possibly stop. It felt like her mind was possessed by the lewdness the Duke had breathed into her.

The Duke laughed at her eager hip movements. Her body trembled again feeling his laughter being swallowed by her p*ssy. It felt like the ripples he created crashed into her like waves.

“Does it feel that good? Hmm?”

“G-good, feels good……”

“Want more?”

“More, more……”

The moment Nelie mumbled with a bright red face, her lower half suddenly felt empty. The Duke had pulled his face out while pulling her body backward.

“Ah.”

When she sighed at the sudden emptiness, the Duke lifted his gaze. His thoroughly wet face — what it was wet with needed no explanation. His front hair stuck to his forehead from the wetness looked seductive.

When Annelie blushed furiously seeing this, the Duke deliberately stuck out his tongue and wiped the abundant fluid around his lips.

“Told you it’s delicious, Annelie.”

“It c-can’t be delicious.”

“You’ve eaten mine too.”

The memory of her once taking his c*ck fully in her mouth and swallowing his white fluid ignited both embarrassment and excitement. The Duke raised his free hand to gather the remaining fluid on his chin and put it in his mouth.

“Now I’ll give you something even better, Nelie.”

“Hng……”

“So spread it. Hmm?”

Once again, an incredibly lewd command fell on her ears. Nelie shuddered at those words, but the Duke urged her on with a gentle smile.

“Come on. With your own hands, spread it.”

“Th-that……”

“You used to do it without me asking. Where did that brave Miss Annelie Heich go?”

“That was……”

“Knocking me down and climbing on top, saying it felt so good while crying with my thing inside, moving your hips.”

“I-I didn’t do that much!”

He was a man who found amusement in teasing her. He coaxed her with a giggling voice.

“Anyway, you knew how to do it yourself.”

“……”

“Hmm? Annelie.”

That beautiful smile poured down dazzlingly again. It was a smile hiding a lewd devil behind an angel’s face. It was now nearly impossible for Nelie to look away from that face.

While dreamily staring at the Duke’s face, a sweet voice burrowed into her ear.

“Or should I do it for you?”

When his casted hand moved again, Nelie frantically shook her head. Though she was dying of embarrassment, she still didn’t want him to move.