Chapter 3.4

When she glanced down, Robert’s face—save for his slightly disheveled bangs—was still as composed and handsome as ever. How could someone with such a face be licking up the fluids she was releasing? Given their position, Violet was completely immersed in her arousal, squeezing and releasing her inner walls as she savored the pleasure.  

She wanted more—deeper, harder, and stronger stimulation.  

“Your private area must be itching by now, isn’t it?”  

“Ahhh, yes.”  

Just as she was growing impatient, Robert sucked hard on her cl*t, sending shivers through her body, and focused his tongue on her vaginal entrance. When his tongue slipped into the small hole, Violet’s hips, which had been moving back and forth, naturally began to grind up and down. His tongue was thicker and stronger than she had imagined.  

Robert’s tongue thoroughly explored the walls of her v*gina, poking at sensitive spots. Violet, flushed with heat, shook her hips, her vaginal opening releasing copious amounts of fluid. Robert eagerly lapped up every drop, even licking her urethra.  

At that moment, Violet let out a high-pitched scream as she reached her climax. The sudden org*sm caused her thighs to give out, and her body tilted precariously to the side. Robert quickly caught her by the waist, timing it perfectly.  

“You did very well.”  

“Ahh… it felt… too good… haah…”  

“Well, young lady, you are certainly skilled at moving your hips.”  

Violet, still reeling from the afterglow of her climax, received the rest of Robert’s attentions. He meticulously cleaned her sensitive areas, licking every inch of her folds, her inner thighs, and even her perineum and rear entrance.  

Then, he sat her back down on his lap. Robert leaned his upper body against the headboard, their gazes locking in a straight line. Both of their eyes were clouded with desire as they looked at each other.  

“Everything that comes from your body tastes so good, my lady.”  

“You’ve got something on your lips.”  

“What do you mean?”  

“That…”  

“After all that you released, now you’re embarrassed?”  

Robert smirked lazily, licking his lips with his tongue. Beneath her, his member was rock-hard and throbbing. His pants strained to contain his length, pressing against Violet’s lower body. Despite the size and pressure, Robert didn’t seem rushed.  

“You’re so hard down there.”  

“You’re the one who makes it like this every day, my lady. Why act surprised now?”  

“You look like you’re struggling. Should I help you?”  

“Or is it that you want to taste it yourself, my lady?”  

Breathing heavily, Violet began to remove his pants. Her slender hands deftly undid the buttons, and Robert lifted his hips to assist her. As the pants and underwear slid down with ease, his massive shaft sprang free.  

The tip glistened with prec*m, and the veins along its surface bulged even more prominently. His t*sticles, too, seemed particularly firm and full today.  

“Go ahead and enjoy yourself.”  

Robert teased, shaking his length. No matter how many times she saw it, she could never fully get used to its size. It almost seemed like it grew thicker every time. Violet rubbed her wet folds against the girthy shaft, preparing for insertion. The slick head slipped into her entrance with ease, disappearing into her warmth in an instant.  

As the deep intrusion stretched her inner walls, her lower belly bulged slightly. Though Violet was on top, it was Robert who took the lead, his strength and stamina driving their movements. He thrust upward powerfully, and Violet matched his rhythm, lowering her hips.  

Whenever she hesitated or tried to hold back, Robert would grab her waist and pull her down, ensuring a deep connection. The leisurely pace soon quickened as his shaft swelled and moved faster. The sound of their union grew louder, with her clear fluids turning into a frothy white.  

Her bouncing hips made her br*asts jiggle wildly. Despite the short duration since they began, Violet was already experiencing a shallow climax. Her breath hitched, and her vaginal muscles fluttered. All her senses seemed to converge on one point.  

“You’re doing so well.”  

“Ahh… it feels… so good… Robert…”  

“You love it when I fill you up, don’t you?”  

“Ahh… no… ahhh…”  

“Don’t deny it. Your body clings to me so tightly, begging for more.”  

Every time Robert thrust upward, his shaft pressed against her inner walls, rubbing against her sensitive spots. Her vaginal muscles tightened around him, gripping him firmly. The slickness of their movements only added to the intensity.  

Even as he pistoned into her, Robert didn’t neglect her cl*t. His thumb pressed firmly on the sensitive nub, making Violet cry out in pleasure. When his shaft reached the deepest part of her, nudging her cervix, Violet’s back arched dramatically. A high-pitched moan escaped her lips, ringing between them.  

“Ahhh!”  

Her hips trembled violently, her thighs twitching as if electrified. Robert spread her knees wide, exposing her fully. The sight of her open folds, glistening with their combined fluids, filled his view. Clear liquid splattered onto his toned abs with each thrust.  

“Do you like me, or do you like my shaft?”  

“Ahh… I… don’t… know… ahhh…”  

“That won’t do. I work this hard for you every day, yet you can’t decide?”  

Violet was too lost in the overwhelming pleasure spreading through her body to answer coherently. Robert often whispered dirty words during their intimacy, so she thought this was another one of his teasing remarks.  

But then—  

“Will you do this with Duke Antoine too?”  

The sudden mention of another name startled Violet. 

Why was Duke Antoine being brought up now? 

Doing this with him? She had never even imagined such a thing.  

“Ahh… what are… you saying… ahhh…”  

“You’re going to marry the Duke, aren’t you?”  

“Ahhh… that’s… because… my family…”  

The words, “So you’re saying you will,” echoed in the air.  

Violet’s blue eyes, clouded with doubt and confusion, trembled faintly as she failed to grasp the situation. Meanwhile, Robert didn’t stop his thrusting, leaving her swaying with pleasure. When she didn’t respond, Robert only pushed deeper with more determination.  

“What a shameless young lady you are.”  

“Ahhh, hngh, ahhh…”  

“Even while taking my shaft so eagerly, your mind is occupied with another man.”  

“Ahhng, ahhh, uhhh…”  

“My balls are practically shriveled from spilling seed just to satisfy you.”  

“Haaah, ahhh, nhhh…”  

“This is too much. Am I nothing more than a tool for draining your fluids?”  

“No, no, ahhh…”  

Though his words were teasing, his tone wasn’t accusatory. There was something oddly playful about it, as though he was testing her. Violet had no idea what he was trying to confirm.  

“Well, if all I’m good for is thrusting, I’ll make sure to do it properly.”  

Robert suddenly flipped their positions, pinning Violet beneath him as he resumed pounding into her. His movements became noticeably rougher, causing Violet’s body to tremble helplessly beneath him. The intense force made it feel as if her internal organs were being pushed upward, leaving her breathless.  

Despite the violent rhythm, his thrusts hit all the right spots, targeting her pleasure points with precision.  

“Does this please you?”  

“Ahhh, Ro… Robert… ahhh…”  

“Ah, now that I think about it, I have another use.”  

“Haaah, ahhh, ahhhng…”  

“Who else would suckle on your milk, my lady?”  

Her chest bounced wildly in time with their movements. The small, fruit-like n*pples atop her heaving br*asts seemed to sway invitingly, as if begging for attention.  

“Are they shaking like this because they want me to suck them?”  

Robert grabbed her br*asts with both hands, greedily taking one into his mouth. He applied pressure with his palms, drawing out her milk, which he sucked eagerly. Occasionally, he bit down on her n*pples, teasingly tormenting them. Like a toy, he played with them, rolling them in circles as if winding a clock. The sensitive flesh quickly swelled, making her n*pples stand er*ect.  

“Why are your n*pples so stiff? Do you enjoy this that much?”  

As he spoke, Violet’s mind went blank from the overwhelming pleasure. The climax she had reached after penetration was so intense that it lingered, crashing over her repeatedly like waves. Her vaginal walls grew hypersensitive, absorbing every bit of stimulation.  

Robert, too, had clearly cl*maxed at some point, but he didn’t stop. He continued to thrust, spill, and repeat the cycle.  

Their combined fluids dripped down her perineum onto the sheets below. Robert scooped up the slippery liquid with his hands, smearing it over her chest before licking it off.  

While Violet lay there overwhelmed by the sensations, Robert maintained his composure, effortlessly alternating between thrusting and teasing her body. His mouth and hands never rested as he lavished attention on her. He licked her shoulders, nibbled her neck, kissed her cheeks and lips, and even sucked on her earlobes and fingers.  

Violet’s entire body was drenched in his saliva as she gasped for air, her hips trembling uncontrollably. She lost count of how many times she cl*maxed, her body finally succumbing to the extreme pleasure as she fainted.  

When she regained consciousness, she found herself nestled against Robert’s firm chest. Feeling her stir, Robert brushed the hair stuck to her forehead aside and gazed at her lovingly.  

“What is it? Do you want my shaft again?”  

“Robert… I have no strength left.”  

“Of course not. You’ve cl*maxed ten times; it’s no wonder you’re exhausted.”  

“I want to wash up.”  

“Don’t worry. Just rest.”  

Robert carefully lifted Violet’s limp body and carried her to the bathroom. He filled the tub, lathered soap into bubbles, washed her body, and dried her off. Violet didn’t have to lift a finger; all she had to do was entrust herself to his devoted care.  

Once he laid her back down on the bed, Violet felt her fatigue melt away, her eyelids growing heavy. She wanted to ask why he had brought up Duke Antoine earlier, but sleep overtook her before she could speak.