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“Um, Lord Rowell? You can leave now…”

“It’s still early summer, and the air is cold.”

His voice remained gentle.

“If you don’t quickly take off your wet clothes, you’ll catch a cold.”

“I-if you leave, I can manage on my own.”

Bella took a step back. He was right. The long dress that reached her ankles clung to her legs, making it difficult to walk.

“Let me help you.”

Blake’s eyes burned strangely as he looked at Bella. Looking down, she saw that her wet dress clung to her body, revealing every curve, and since she was wearing minimal underwear, her skin was visible through the wet fabric.

Her n*pples stood er*ect beneath the dress that clung tightly to her from the cold water.

At that moment, a large shadow that had somehow approached closely grabbed her wet chest.

“Gasp…!”

As Bella drew in breath to scream, Blake silenced her with his lips. His thick tongue invaded through her already parted lips.

“Mmph, mmm.”

His lips pressed firmly against hers, leaving no room for a scream to escape, and his tongue entwined with hers, preventing her from saying anything.

The large hand that gripped her chest through the cold, wet fabric was hot. She felt dizzy and couldn’t gather her thoughts.

Her breathing became labored. When Bella pushed hard against his chest, their lips separated.

But the hand that had been gripping her chest merely slid down to her waist; he didn’t let her go. Bella breathed heavily with a confused expression.

“Wh-what are you doing, mmph.”

As soon as she opened her mouth to protest, Blake’s lips covered hers again. His hand burrowed through her wet hair, firmly gripping the back of her head.

Just as she had once imagined when seeing him standing next to Natalie, Bella had to tilt her head far back as her lips were taken.

He sucked on her lips and tongue until she could no longer breathe again.

“Haah, gasp, huh…”

“Quiet. Don’t scream. Not if you dislike the idea of rumors spreading that Miss Carta dared to try and steal the Princess’s potential fiancé. Do you understand?”

She felt a sense of déjà vu. Coincidentally, it was similar in tone to what Bella had said to Everitt.

The threat of ‘Would you be okay with rumors spreading that you slept with me?’ Natalie’s face flashed before her eyes for a moment.

“Are, are you crazy? When did I ever…”

This time, Bella’s words were cut off again. Blake kissed her with consuming passion, while with a natural movement, he pulled and untied the ribbon at her back.

As the ribbon that cinched below her chest came undone, her dress loosened.

While sucking on Bella’s tongue, he grabbed both her dress and chemise at once and pulled them down forcefully. The clothes slid down to just below her waist, catching at her hips.

Her two round br*asts were completely exposed. Pink n*pples stood firmly er*ect, and her white skin, which looked moist from the water, was slightly covered in goosebumps.

“Huh, mmph!”

Bella twisted her upper body, but it was of little use. Both arms were caught in the sleeves, bound by the fabric that had fallen to below her navel.

It was already difficult to free her arms from the wet clothing, and with the man’s large hands pressing down on her, she couldn’t move at all. The more she tried to pull away, the more dramatically her br*asts bounced.

Blake, who had been exploring Bella’s lips, soon had his attention stolen by the two mounds of flesh bouncing enticingly below. As soon as he removed his lips, Bella gasped and cried out.

“What are you doing! Didn’t you come here because you admire the Princess? How can you be so fickle as to—hmmph!”

At that moment, Blake pushed two of his fingers into Bella’s mouth. His hand was so large that it filled her mouth completely.

He pressed down on her tongue with his fingers to prevent her from speaking further while his other hand grabbed her br*ast.

Her full br*ast perfectly filled his large hand to a satisfying degree. His lips urgently moved toward the peak.

He bit into her br*ast with the eagerness of tasting a tempting apple and sucked her n*pple hard.

“Ahhh…!”

A moan escaped Bella’s mouth. An electrifying sensation spread throughout her body from the peak of her br*ast.

Blake repeatedly circled the er*ect n*pple with his hot tongue, then sucked on it again. All while keeping his fingers in her mouth.

Bella, in a half-dazed state, barely realized something. The fact that she had been able to argue with Everitt was ultimately because he had shown restraint.

Blake was consistently preventing her from saying anything at all. The only means of resistance against such a large man would be to risk danger by kicking him between the legs or trying to persuade him with words, but even these options had been fundamentally blocked.

“Ahh…”

Clear saliva trickled down her chin from between her parted lips. Seeing this, Blake lifted his head while pulling and sucking on her n*pple.

Her br*ast, which had been pulled up to its limit, popped free from his lips with a wet sound and fell back down.

Cupping one of her br*asts as they bounced dramatically from the impact, kneading it firmly, he extended his tongue and licked her soft chin where the saliva had dripped.

Each of his provocative actions was gradually awakening something deep within Bella’s chest. Bella squeezed her eyes shut.

‘No.’

She didn’t want to know what that something was. It felt like she shouldn’t know.

Bella bit down hard on the fingers in her mouth. Blake’s eyebrows twitched and narrowed, and soon she tasted the metallic flavor of blood on her tongue.

However, to hands calloused from layers of hardened skin formed while wielding guns and swords across battlefields, Bella’s bite marks were merely cute.

He smiled slightly, then grabbed her under her b*ttocks and lifted her up.

The place where Blake set her down was on the bed. As soon as he roughly laid Bella’s body down, he forcefully pulled the wet dress that had been caught at her hips and removed it in one swift motion.

All that remained on Bella’s body was a thin pair of drawers, soaked through and completely transparent.

“…Ah! No…”

Bella tried to sit up and grab her drawers with both hands. But Blake’s actions were faster.

With one hand, he grabbed both her wrists and pressed them down above her chest, preventing her from raising her upper body.

And with his other hand, he grabbed the last piece of thin underwear and pulled, tearing it away.

Blake’s eyes, fixed between Bella’s legs, seemed to burn like the color of his hair.

“Your hair here is pink too. I can’t hold back anymore.”

Bella’s face turned pale. This man truly intended to go through with it.

“Stop! Please stop. If you stop now, I’ll pretend nothing happened. I won’t say anything… ple…”

Ignoring Bella’s pleas, Blake straddled her body and pressed her arms down with his knees to prevent her from resisting. And in that position, he removed his uniform top.

Bella was speechless, and soon her gaze traced his bare body, mesmerized by the sight.

It couldn’t be helped. She had never seen him undressed in the game.

His body was half muscle, the rest all scars. A perfect inverted triangle silhouette, taut, hard muscles covered with countless wounds etched like spider webs.

The sight of him brushing back the red hair that had fallen over his forehead with his scar-covered arm made him look like the embodiment of passion itself.

Another side of Blake Rowell, whom she had only thought of as a proper knight. It was a charm difficult to resist.

Blake smiled when he saw Bella momentarily stop resisting, her eyes wide open.

“What’s wrong? Are you scared? Because of the many scars?”

As if not expecting an answer to his question, he immediately reached out and pressed firmly against Bella’s s*x, stroking upward.

“Ahh!”