Chapter 25

Deep inside, she felt both pressure and a faint ache. If she touched her lower belly, she felt she could almost feel him inside.

At that moment, without warning, he pulled out and then thrust in all the way at once. The immense pleasure mixed with a faint pain was dizzying.

“Ah! Ah! Hng!”

As her insides spasmed like stopping a stream of urine, Aaron felt as if he might climax immediately, furrowing his brow and holding out until the end.

Just when he thought he’d suppressed the urge to finish, he thrust his hips again with strong force. His once careful movements, as if gauging her reactions, grew bolder by the minute.

“Is it different from what we did in the dream? How is it, Neria? Hng.”

“Aah! It’s… It’s good, ah!”

“That’s a relief. I’m glad I can match your lustful fantasies.”

His member scraped along her inner walls, pounding in with one swift motion. The wet slap of flesh became even more shameless and lewd. The squelching sounds were loud. His thick, hot body and his large hands gripping her slender waist like shackles held her tight.

“To be honest, Neria, your desires were beyond imagination… I worried I wouldn’t be able to satisfy you. Ah, this is good…”

“More, please, more…!”

At Neria’s plea, the blue eyes that watched her trembling n*ked body turned wild. As if he’d been holding back until now, Aaron began to move as he pleased.

He placed one of her legs over his shoulder and entered her again. The joining was a little deeper than before. As Aaron moved, his thick, hard flesh ravaged her below, regardless of her will.

With the even more merciless thrusting, Neria let out a scream-like moan.

“Ah!”

Her legs trembled as if they weren’t her own, her toes and the tops of her feet tensed tightly—everything felt unfamiliar.

Aaron listened intently to the sounds Neria made.

“Hng, mm, ugh!”

The heated rod seemed to pierce through her limbs thrillingly. The way he roughly stirred her inside, the shadow of his thick, strong body looming over her—all of it was heavy.

His grip on her waist tightened to keep her posture from collapsing. The climax was approaching.

“Ah, aaah!”

The sensation exploding before her eyes was ecstatic. Aaron bit his lower lip.

She could see his member, slick and darkly glistening, moving in and out. At some point, he’d already released once, as sticky, milky fluid mingled with hers.

“Mmm, mm!”

Soon, as he relentlessly targeted a certain spot, her inner walls repeatedly contracted and relaxed. Aaron furrowed his brow.

“Haa, kuh…!”

Gripping her lower body tightly to keep it pressed to his, Aaron gave one last, powerful thrust.

“Haa…”

His member spurted seed. Even as he cl*maxed, Aaron didn’t stop moving his hips. With each slow, steady stroke, she could feel something flowing out past her entrance.

All the strength drained from her body, leaving her dazed. She was too exhausted to even twitch her hand scattered on the sheet, panting in ragged breaths.

Aaron lay down long beside her, pressing a slow kiss to Neria’s shoulder as he lingered in the afterglow.

He played with her hair and rubbed his lips against her nape, savoring her warmth.

It was perfect. He felt complete.

If he could now successfully whisk Neria away to the North, he would have nothing to fear.

“From now on, we’ll need to prepare a lot. I don’t want to delay our return schedule. You said you’ve never been to the North, right?”

“…”

But Neria, lying with her back to him, gave no answer. Aaron placed his hand on her shoulder and asked,

“Are you asleep?”

Neria, now lying on her back, stared blankly into the air as if experiencing a profound moment of clarity. Like the saying, ‘The mountain is a mountain, the water is water.’

“Neria?”

Worried, Aaron gently shook her shoulder. She murmured in a lifeless voice,

“I feel like… maybe this wasn’t the right thing to do. I don’t know…”

He had just been certain he’d devote his whole life to her, but realizing his partner didn’t feel the same, Aaron was deeply shocked and sat halfway up.

“I thought you’d like it, I mean, that you’d be happy.”

Flustered, Aaron scrambled. He desperately tried to figure out what he’d done wrong, but nothing came to mind.

‘Don’t tell me… Was I too bad at it? Was it disappointing compared to the dream?’

He could do better if they did it two more times. Even now.

‘Or maybe Neria is the type who never looks back at a flower once it’s picked?’

‘D*mn, that would be too much!’

“Neria.”

As Aaron softly called her name with a hint of pleading, Neria’s eyes, which had been wandering in the air, returned to him.

“Tell me what you’re thinking. Right now.”

“…My father is really not fit to be the father-in-law of a ducal house. I know it. He’ll be a handful. I doubt Her Majesty Queen Dowager Elaine will be pleased either. And what if you get tired of me too, Duke?”

Her violet eyes looked up at Aaron, shimmering with tears. Relieved, Aaron placed his hand over his pounding heart and let out a sigh.

“Ah. So that’s all.”

His heart, which had been teetering on the edge, suddenly melted away. Aaron smiled gently and tickled Neria’s waist.

“Eek!”

“Leave the troublesome and annoying things to me. I’m very good at causing a fuss.”

“It tickles!”

“Cute Neria, all you need to do is…”

Aaron grinned.

“Just be happy to have a husband who’s handsome, strong, young, and has enough power. See? Isn’t it easy?”

Neria’s eyes widened.

“Wow, saying it like that really does make it sound easy…!”

Seeing Neria’s naive reaction, Aaron buried his face in his arm and chuckled.

“Why are you laughing?”

Neria grumbled. Aaron turned to her, lying on his stomach, and whispered sweetly,

“Ah, my witch. My little pervert.”

“No…”

When Neria pouted and refused, Aaron smiled slyly and asked,

“Why not?”

“The nickname’s a bit much.”

“Why? It’s a one-of-a-kind nickname in the kingdom, so it’s very special.”

‘Is that so? I see!’

Watching Neria tilt her head and then quickly understand, Aaron was overwhelmed by her irresistible charm. He grabbed her face and kissed her all over.

***

On a ship sailing proudly over the sea, Neria gazed down at the white foam created by the waves.

The endlessly forming waves were fascinating. Above her head, the cries of seagulls were noisy, but she didn’t find it bothersome.

“Ah…!”

Just then, the strap under her chin slipped loose. As her hat was about to be swept away by the wind, someone swiftly caught it.

Seeing her savior, Neria smiled brightly and spoke.

“Aaron!”

“I’ve moved your luggage to the cabin.”

Aaron, who gently placed the hat on Neria’s head and tied the strap prettily, said.

It would take several days to reach the North by carriage, but by sea, it was only a day’s journey, so they chose this route.

Neria recalled how everything had happened in the blink of an eye.

It all happened in just three days. The drive of a man who claimed to be ‘handsome, strong, young, and with enough power’ was truly remarkable.

After connecting with Aaron in both heart (and body…), he went straight to the royal palace and announced their marriage. Then, as if it were a kidnapping wedding, he whisked Neria away on the journey north.

Aaron was dressed in black trousers and a light shirt, but even in simple attire, his natural beauty and style were dazzling.

Wrapping his arm around Neria’s waist, Aaron asked gently,

“What were you thinking about so deeply?”

“Hmm… Even if Her Majesty Queen Dowager Elaine is fine, I was curious how you convinced His Majesty the King, Aaron.”

“Oh, that. He fussed because I was getting married before him. Such a mama’s boy.”

Aaron used a cheeky word to refer to the king in a casual voice. Alarmed, Neria hunched her shoulders and looked around.

Fortunately, on this ship that only accepted a select few passengers, the nobles were all familiar with the Northern Duke’s peculiar temperament, so they only exchanged greetings with their eyes and no one dared approach them.

Aaron smirked as he recalled barging into the audience chamber and bluntly communicating with his brother

Of course, when he announced his intent to marry, the king went wild. What was he so angry about? When asked if he was planning a rebellion, Aaron calmly made his request.

Brother, lend me your ear for a moment.

In the audience chamber, only family could get close enough to the king.

Aaron, at a distance where the advisors and guards couldn’t hear, whispered in a sweet voice.

Screw you, brother…

…You, you! Do you know what a crime that is?!

I do, but you know too, right? Murdering a relative is worse than insulting the royal family.

Until recently, Aaron had been obsessed with not offending his brother, the king.

What had he been so afraid of? Now that he’d pushed through, he realized he’d been worrying over nothing.

Then, my dear brother. I’m off to abduct and marry into the Warwick family. Long live His Majesty!

And so, leaving his brother clutching his neck, Aaron strode out of the palace with a spring in his step. If his brother kept fussing, he’d just slyly use his mother’s protection. Now that he had one woman he must protect above all, Aaron was ready to be the slyest, pettiest, and most shameless man alive to keep her safe.

“Hehehe.”

Aaron wore a sly—no, warm—smile. Watching the squawking seagulls, he felt Neria’s warmth leaning against him and looked down at her.

“Neria, you taught me. If someone acts like a dog to me, I should bark back like a mad dog.”

“…I’m pretty sure I didn’t say it exactly like that.”

Making a slightly awkward face, Neria looked at Aaron and thought it didn’t really matter.

The Duke, who had always seemed tense and anxious despite his good looks, now wore a relaxed, happy smile.

“The palace and the capital must be in chaos, right? Who would’ve imagined I’d become a Duchess?”

“Neria, you’ll do just fine.”

Aaron spoke resolutely and calmly.

“Of course! I’ll do great. See? I already feel like the northern air suits me.”

“Neria, we left ten minutes ago.”

“I have a keen sense of smell.”

The two looked at each other and laughed again. Even without words, they could see what promises they were making. The vow not to let each other be lonely. The promise to always be on each other’s side.

Aaron placed his hand over Neria’s arm as she linked it with his.

Her fourth finger was still bare. Aaron was eager to put the ring reserved for the duchess on her, having already ordered it to be thoroughly cleaned at the ducal residence. As soon as they arrived in the North, he would place it on her finger. Yet even that ring’s worth was nothing compared to Neria’s smile.

Aaron lowered his head, pressing his forehead to Neria’s.

“My beloved Neria, you’ll have to pay for humiliating me in your dreams for the rest of your life.”

“My beloved Duke Aaron, I’ll work hard to repay you.”

Neria answered with a radiant smile, and Aaron, full of mischief, leaned in with a wicked look and whispered,

“How will you repay me? As far as I know, the future Duchess Denicar has quite the debt.”

Neria declared bravely,

“I’ll give you children!”

“…No!”

<I’ll Repay This Humiliation In My Dreams, Duke! The End>