“I-I’ll do it. I can do it.”

Annelie tightly closed her eyes, straightened her waist, and slowly lowered her hand to her p*ssy. When she touched it with both hands, she felt her lower lips and viscous fluid.

“Hng.”

Nelie slowly started spreading the closed gap. Squelch. The sticky fluid that had pooled in her inner walls helplessly flowed down onto the Duke’s clothes.

Elroy didn’t take his eyes off the gradually opening inside. Though he had thrust into her inner walls countless times, looking at them now, they seemed so tight.

‘No wonder it grips so hard.’

Elroy swallowed words that would make Annelie gasp and recoil in horror, keeping his gaze fixed on her p*ssy. The more he looked, the more amazing it seemed that this small entrance had taken him in.

Meanwhile, seeing her trembling cl*t and the sticky fluid between those lips made his mouth water again. It was because he knew how sweet and soft that place was, more tempting than any fruit.

Barely restraining himself from burying his face there again, Elroy kept swallowing. Though enjoying it with his mouth was good, now he really wanted to put it in. His lower half, which had been enduring for a long time, was now painfully taut.

When he slowly reached for his waistband, this time too, the brazen Annelie Heich noticed his movement first and put her hands on his belt.

“I’ll… do it.”

“……”

“I’ll do it for you.”

Despite her determined words, the sound of her hands slipping several times could be heard. Elroy waited patiently. Nelie looked at the belt that kept slipping in her hands and decided to close her eyes instead. She felt that would help her concentrate better.

Swoosh, click.

Finally, the belt came undone. When Nelie struggled to pull down his pants, the Duke slightly lifted his hips and thighs as if to help.

At last, with a thud, his enormous c*ck that was impressive every time revealed itself.

“……”

Nelie momentarily forgot words and stared at the throbbing thing. The c*ck she hadn’t seen in a while was unfamiliar to the point of being threatening.

‘Does this also…… keep growing?’

Or maybe gain some weight.

The veined c*ck looked much bigger than she remembered. While Nelie hesitated, the thick pillar pushed its head into her entrance that barely managed to open with a gasp.

“Ah!”

“Kugh.”

Though she thought she was wet enough, the pillar stopped at the entrance, unable to advance further. Despite trying to take it in somehow, her body seemed to reject it, not yet adjusted to its size after so long.

Her legs, spread to their limit, trembled. Sweat trickled down from her forehead along her jaw, dripping onto her bare collarbone. The c*ck pushing into her felt unfamiliar no matter how many times they’d done this.

‘Did it really gain weight?’

But hadn’t the duke gotten thinner? How could this part alone grow so big? Perhaps all his recovery power concentrated here while he was healing. That must be why the bone on his arm took so long to heal.

While she continued these idle thoughts, the thick head split her moist p*ssy further, thrusting deeper inside.

“Ah!”

But it got stuck again trying to enter further. She felt his hands fully grasping her bare br*asts. Nelie opened her eyes narrowly while groaning.

Meeting her gaze, the man gently caressed Nelie’s br*asts. One hand reaching from below firmly gripped a plump br*ast, rolling the er*ect, protruding nub with his fingertip. Her back arched involuntarily as moans escaped.

“Ha, nngh, ah!”

“Keep moving, Annelie.”

Unlike his gentle voice, his relentless hands continued squeezing Nelie’s br*asts. Nelie looked down at the duke with a glare and pouted.

“I-I am moving.”

“Too slowly.”

He squeezed hard enough to distort their shape, then skillfully pressed both br*asts together with one hand until the nubs touched. Nelie unconsciously tried to help by pressing her br*asts together with her arms. Soon the gathered nubs disappeared into his mouth that opened like a cave.

“Huu, huaah……”

Her whole body felt pulled toward its peak, and below she grew wetter. With that help, Nelie started moving downward bit by bit.

Still, his penetration remained slow. After sucking and licking her br*asts for a while, the duke watched her sluggish movements and released her n*pple. A strand of saliva stretched from his mouth to her nub.

“Nelie.”

“Hnng……”

“Touch yourself.”

“Wh-where?”

“Your body.”

First spreading herself open, and now he wanted her to touch herself. She almost felt dumbfounded, but she understood what the duke meant. By now, Nelie knew well how to make herself wet.

Rather than feeling repulsed by the shameful act, the pressure of the pillar pushing inside was more intense. Nelie briefly forgot her shame and slowly lowered her slender fingers to her cl*t.

“Nn, nnng……”

“Good girl, Nelie.”

While his gentle voice penetrated her ears, Nelie tried to roll her cl*t with her fingers. Her hand moved diligently, remembering how the duke had touched her, how to roll and twist for more pleasure.

“Ha, uung……”

Watching this, veins began standing out on Elroy’s neck and jaw.

‘Does she know?’

How incredibly erotic she looked—spreading her legs before him, opening her flesh, touching herself below trying to get wetter while taking in his c*ck. And how beautiful she was.

“Nelie.”

“Ah, nnng.”

He couldn’t help but laugh seeing her so focused she couldn’t even hear his voice, yet he couldn’t take his eyes off the dizzying sight before him. All the artwork and masterpieces he’d seen couldn’t compare to this view.

“Damn.”

The harsh word escaped without thinking. He roughly ran his free hand through his hair.

“Aaah!”

Nelie cried out in pleasure-soaked exclamation. The thick head burrowed deep into her tender flesh. Nelie seized the moment to lower herself more and began moving her hips gently. Her dizzyingly sticky, soft inner walls swallowed his huge c*ck more than halfway in one go. He felt caught in an inescapable trap.

“…Annelie.”

And feeling that, he lost his mind.

Elroy forgot he was pretending to be a patient and sat up in one motion to flip their positions. Surprised, Nelie looked at Elroy with wide eyes.

“Wait, Your Grace. Your arm……”

“Haa….. Nelie.”

“Your arm, it’s not healed yet……”

Shwish. The next moment, Elroy carelessly tore off the splint and bandages that had been in the way. With the obstacles gone, he could hold Annelie’s body more firmly.

“Aah!”

“Kugh!”

“You… liar.”

Suddenly Annelie’s eyes filled with indignation. Even that was so cute and lovely it drove him crazy to see it.

“…You lied, didn’t you?”

“Yes.”

“You… were already healed?”

“That’s right, Annelie.”

Elroy nodded while looking at Nelie’s face and slightly protruding lips. Even her sulky expression was so pretty he wanted to devour it whole. She’ll probably say she hates it; asking why he did it.

However, instead of speaking what Elroy expected, Annelie erased the indignation from her eyes and smiled weakly.

“Thank… goodness.”

“……”

“I’m glad… you’re not hurt.”

Those words made something deep in his chest tingle. This woman shattered his heart into joyful pieces when he’d been preparing shallow excuses to tease her.

The brilliant fragments darted through his body, leaving indelible marks inside him. Marks he was glad to keep. Traces of her gentleness taming him.

Elroy let those fragments dart through him and kissed the woman. Her small lips released panting breaths.

“…Ah!”

His lips soon traveled up to her forehead and cheeks, then down her nape, covering her whole face. Elroy listened to her clear laughter as she giggled at the ticklish sensation like he was hearing a famous orchestra’s concert.

Finally pressing his lips to Nelie’s eyelids, Elroy bent his waist. Annelie’s body trembled at the deeper connection.

Elroy pulled that small body close. Then firmly fixing the backs of her fully spread knees with both hands, he thrust himself in to the hilt in one go.

“Huh!”

The woman’s inner walls instantly squeezed tightly around his veined c*ck. His balls slapped hard against her p*ssy.

“Ah, aaah!”

“So good, so good, Nelie.”

“Y-Your Grace. Ah, nnng! Th-there……!”

When the thrusting began, Nelie also moved her hips to match his rhythm. Endless pleasure filled the lovers’ bedroom.

“Huh!”

The duke bent down deeply. Something caught Nelie’s eye the moment his chest came close to her nose. A spot moving on his trembling collarbone.

She’d always thought it was an enchanting spot, but looking at it this closely, something seemed familiar yet not quite.

‘This……”

Why did it feel so familiar? Beyond just seeing it often while joining bodies with the duke, strangely enough.

‘Feels like I saw it much earlier.’