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Bella moaned and trembled her waist. He lifted his fingers to show her and said.
“Look at this. You’re wet. Making such a fuss while dripping so much.”
“No! That’s because I fell into the water. The fountain water…”
At that, Blake looked at her face and licked his own fingers. A smile appeared, spreading deliberately across his lips.
“This doesn’t taste like water.”
Bella’s face turned bright red. At this rate, it seemed he would really do it. She tried to sit up and pleaded.
“Please, Blake. This isn’t right. We shouldn’t do this. You came here to become the Princess’s fiancé. If you do this with her lady-in-waiting…”
“I like hearing you call me by my name.”
Blake cut off Bella’s words with a smile. Only then did Bella realize that she had unconsciously called him Blake instead of Lord Rowell, just as she used to do in the game.
And she also realized that he had no intention whatsoever of listening to her.
The next moment, Blake pushed her body back onto the bed and grabbed both her br*asts at once, squeezing them together.
“Miss Carta, it’s your fault. How can you not attract the attention of men like me when you walk around shaking these lewd br*asts as if begging to have them devoured?”
“What nonsense—huk. Ahh…”
Both n*pples were sucked into his mouth. Obscene sounds came from between his lips as he greedily sucked and pulled.
As Bella moaned and unconsciously arched her back, two fingers were suddenly thrust deep into her entrance.
“Ahk!”
Bella shuddered at the sensation of her closed opening being forcibly spread. Her tight interior barely managed to accept even just his fingers.
Bella moaned and pushed against his shoulders with both hands, but Blake didn’t budge at all.
“Don’t resist. This is to make sure it doesn’t hurt.”
He mercilessly pushed his fingers all the way in. After confirming they were fully engulfed to the base, he began repeatedly pulling them almost all the way out before forcefully thrusting them back in.
This caused his palm to slap against her l*bia with each thrust, and gradually, the wet sounds grew louder.
Bella hit and scratched his chest and arms. Soon, tears welled up in her eyes.
“I liked you… huk, Blake, I really liked you…”
Not even understanding what Bella meant, Blake continued to thrust into her entrance and said.
“You’ll like it even more soon.”
Wet squelching sounds kept coming from between her legs, and Bella’s body grew increasingly hot.
She could already feel hot liquid flowing down the crease of her b*ttocks. Her hands, which had been hitting Blake wildly, were now clutching his forearms, seeking support in their grip.
Blake, having anticipated this reaction, smirked and increased the speed of his hand. The inner walls that had been tight were now softly relaxed, smoothly accepting his fingers. Her mind grew distant and her thighs tensed.
“Ah, aah… Ah, haah…!”
Just as the hot sensation seemed to rush to her lower abdomen, everything went white before her eyes. She furrowed her brow and moaned through parted lips.
She cl*maxed while being penetrated by his hand. To be forced like this, and to come from just a few fingers inside her.
It was humiliating. Trembling from both shame and the sensation of climax, Bella thought.
‘I was deceived.’
In the game, Blake Rowell was someone who knew how to laugh heartily, more manly and knightly than anyone else.
During dates, he would even sometimes act shy, like a boy experiencing first love.
He never showed any of these vulgar, lewd tendencies. And what about the cunning way he pretended to escort her to her room before pouncing on her?
She couldn’t understand why this man was doing this to her.
If it had been the other way around, with Bella jumping on him, it would have made more sense. After all, she liked the male leads.
It wasn’t that Bella had no s*xual desire. If she had inhabited the Princess’s body instead of being a mere lady-in-waiting, she would have—with sincere apologies to the all-ages game—slept with all five men and chosen the one she liked best to take to the ending.
But now the situation was different. She wasn’t the Princess. She was supposed to be in a position where she just watched from the side as Natalie slowly built up affection with the male leads. Not being stripped n*ked by one of them.
Above all, while Bella had known and liked Blake for a long time, he had not. All that had happened was him asking her for a dance at the ball on the first day.
Even then, Bella had refused, so they hadn’t even danced. To Blake, Bella was practically a stranger.
‘Does it mean he doesn’t care who the woman is as long as he can satisfy his lust?’
A tear rolled down Bella’s cheek.
She had thought he was a proper person, but he turned out to be a shameless man who would unleash his lust on any woman. After the northern Grand Duke, Bella had now lost her knight as well.
The man who had been her knight sat straddling Bella and unbuckled his belt right in front of her. His manhood, as large as his build, sprang out as if it had been waiting.
‘Huk…’
The moment she laid eyes on it, Bella unconsciously gasped.
It was a straight, smooth, well-shaped pillar of flesh. It was just… a little big. No, not a little, but very big.
The years she had spent thinking about her ex-boyfriends’ members, which were just a bit larger than lipsticks, were what men’s organs looked like now seemed meaningless. Compared to what was before her eyes, those had not been penises but sea squirts.
Bella swallowed hard.
The p*nis, as thick as a child’s forearm, twitched menacingly. Like a wolf drooling at the sight of prey it desperately wanted to devour, the tip was already glistening wet with prec*m.
Despite the humiliating and sinful situation, she couldn’t help but instinctively wonder what it would feel like if that thing entered her.
And in the very next moment, she found out.
“Ah, huk, aah!”
The long, thick member split Bella’s entrance as it drove in. Unable to hold steady, twisting her waist, she became certain. Whatever she had done with other men before wasn’t really s*x at all.
‘Just how far is it going to go in… Something this big is… completely entering me?’
To think it could penetrate this deeply. To think it could be this tight and painful.
As Bella clutched the sheets in shock on multiple levels, Blake muttered in a deeply lowered voice.
“Ha… It’s really tight. I’m going to go crazy. The way you’re gripping my c*ck…”
Blake looked down at their joining as he pushed himself in. He had inserted it completely until their groins pressed tightly together and their pubic hair intertwined.
He caressed and rubbed the light covering of hair on Bella’s mound with his fingertips. As her strawberry blonde pubic hair tangled with his coarse, deep red hair, his breathing grew rougher.
Blake’s fingers dug between the hair into the split and pressed firmly against her most sensitive part.
“Ah, aah…!”
As Bella moaned and arched her back, his fingers moved lower, feeling around the red opening that was gripping his member without the slightest gap. As if verifying that he had really entered her.
The trickling fluids wet his fingers. A look of ecstasy appeared in his olive-colored eyes.
Blake licked his lips, then slowly began to move his lower body.
As he pulled his hips back, his slick, glistening shaft, thoroughly wet with her fluids, slid out.
Bella looked down, panting. When just the head caught at her entrance, Blake thrust his member back in.
“Ah! Hup.”
Startled by her own voice, Bella quickly covered her mouth with both hands. Though it was daytime and everyone was likely away from their rooms for the garden tea party, it would be troublesome if someone happened to be in the next room and overheard them.
Seeing this, Blake smiled and grabbed her hips with both hands. His member made wet slapping sounds as it thrust into Bella’s s*x.
“Huu, ut! Aut. Huup…”
Bella desperately clutched her mouth. Somehow, inexplicably, her lower abdomen was properly swallowing all of that enormous thing.
Places deep inside her that had never been stimulated before were repeatedly pressed, and each time, her vision blurred and moans escaped involuntarily.
- lurelia
Known for turning pages faster than I move in real life.