Chapter 9 – It’s A Misunderstanding, Captain! (Part 5)

Inside the Lengester carriage heading to the capital, Lena panted, her legs trembling.

“Haah…! I thought I was going to die.”

“Well, couldn’t we have just greeted him since we got caught?”

“No, absolutely not.”

While her heart pounded with fear of repercussions, someone seemed quite relaxed.

“How many people in the world would see their daughter doing that with a man and go, ‘Haha, son-in-law!’?”

“I’m a Duke. Who would say anything?”

“They would say something to me, to me! Who would dare say anything to you?”

“Hmm.”

Alhendore looked at her sullenly. His golden eyes, gazing at her, made Lena shrink back.

“Why, why…”

“Now that we’re alone, can’t we continue what we started?”

“You pervert!”

“Where else can you find such a handsome pervert?”

“Wow, you’re shameless.”

As Alhendore moved from his seat to hers, Lena tried to flee.

He quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her into his embrace.

“Ah?”

As she fell into his arms, he turned her to face him and immediately kissed her.

His strong hands supported her back, making it impossible to push him away.

“Hmm…”

Their tongues intertwined, his large tongue enveloping hers.

The warmth of his flesh spread through her mouth. The unfamiliar sensation tingled all over her body.

His tongue caressed her teeth and licked her palate, the rough texture rubbing against her.

The heat from his movements tickled her entire mouth. As he sucked on her tongue, making lewd sounds, she trembled with pl*asure.

“Hah…”

He pulled away momentarily, then adjusted his angle and collided with her again. As their noses brushed and his tongue invaded her mouth, Lena opened her lips to take him in.

She licked the bold intruder, letting herself be entangled by his wet, slick movements.

“Why are you wearing a dress all of a sudden?”

“It’s for the wedding…”

His greedy eyes glistened as he watched her flushed face.

The beige dress that came down to her knees gave off a charming vibe.

A thin string crossed in an X shape around her neck, hanging precariously from her fully exposed collarbones.

A short blue ribbon adorned the center of her chest, and the shoulders were voluminous, ending in frills with many small pleats.

Frills ran along the shoulder line, waistline, cleavage, and down the center, with a blue ribbon tied at her slim waist.

Three rows of frills decorated the hem of the dress, with small ribbons at the edges.

This was the dress Lena had shyly changed into just before the wedding.

“You look beautiful.”

His gaze, which had been scrutinizing her, met her trembling green eyes. Her reddened eyes showed how embarrassed she was by his intense stare.

Wondering where to start, Alhendore decided to taste her flushed earlobe first. Pulling her waist closer, her delicate body came even nearer.

“Ah…!”

His tongue teased her earlobe and then invaded her small ear canal, making her squirm with ticklish pl*asure. His breath on her ear made Lena shiver uncontrollably.

“It tickles!”

“That’s your fault. Who told you to look so pretty?”

“Oh, seriously…!”

Laughing softly, he suddenly turned her around. Lena, now leaning against his chest, was startled by the carriage wall filling her view.

What is he planning? 

The question was soon answered in a way she didn’t particularly want to know.

“Ah!”

His hand, which had been caressing her shoulder, slid down her armpit and grabbed her br*ast through her dress.

Looking down, she saw the large, rough outline of his hand moving inside her dress. Somehow, it seemed more erotic than openly groping her.

His heavy hand kneaded her br*ast, pinching her ar*ola as if wanting to make her n*pples er*ect. Lena hastily covered her mouth to stifle the moans escaping her lips.

“Do you like it?”

“No, this is, ha, this is…!”

Embarrassed that she was feeling ar*used, Lena lowered her head. Alhendore chuckled as if teasing her.

“You’re mean… Ah!”

Just as she was getting used to his hand playing with her br*ast, his other hand, which had been idle, slid up her thigh.

Startled by the sudden intrusion, she tried to close her legs, but his hand stubbornly pushed through, caressing the inside of her thigh.

“Spread your legs.”

“Oh, come on!”

Where did he learn to say things like that?

“Hm? Please, spread them.”

Leaning close to her ear, he whispered. His seductive voice made her lower body twitch with heat.

“Ha, Lena… Spread your legs. Please?”

“Ah, ugh…”

Grabbing his hand through her dress, Lena trembled.

His touch on her thigh was hot, leaving a tingling sensation wherever he touched.

Her legs, trembling, slowly parted, opening wider over his knees.

“Captain… Hic, you’re mean…”

She knew he could spread her legs himself, but he asked her to do it. What a perverted jerk!

“Ha… Lena…”

“Ah!”

His languid breath felt pleasant against her neck.

Pulling her waist closer, he rubbed his er*ect m*mber against her covered perineum. Despite the layers of fabric, she could feel his thick presence against her skin.

His hand slid under her dress and into her underwear.

“Wait, ah!”

Before she could protest, his fingers slipped inside her underwear and parted her tight entrance.

His long fingers pushed past the slight resistance, penetrating deep inside her.

“Ah…!”

One hand teased her br*ast while the other roughly scraped the inside of her walls. Lena grabbed his arm, her legs squirming.

Squelch, squelch, squelch-

The sound of her juices squelching around his fingers echoed in the quiet carriage. No matter how much she covered her mouth, she couldn’t stop the lewd sounds from below.

“Should I put it in?”

Lena shook her head vigorously. Doing it in the carriage was out of the question.

“Don’t like it?”

Holding back a moan, Lena nodded. His voice, asking if she didn’t like it, was low and seductive.

“Why don’t you like it?”

Doing it in a moving carriage was absurd. She couldn’t handle the irregular jolts and the added pleasure they would bring.

Breathing heavily, Lena kept her mouth shut, trying to endure his hand’s invasion.

‘We’re in a carriage!’

She wanted to shout, but feared the moans would escape along with her words, so she bit her lip and shook her head.

“Is it because of the coachman?”

‘Do you really need to ask?’

His fingers, thrusting inside her, teased her inner walls in circular motions.

“Ah…!”

Lena curled her toes and swallowed her moans. Watching her with amusement, Alhendore smiled.

“Well, I understand. I only want to hear my Lena’s moans myself.”

‘Are you really a pervert?’

Her muffled whimpers seeped through her fingers. Glaring at him once more, Alhendore licked her neck.

“Haah…”

“Before I cut off that coachman’s ears, I need to take care of this. Right?”

His voice, whispering in her ear, was eerily low. This time, there was no way she could keep from crying out.

“Are you crazy? Haah–!”

Not wanting her moans to be heard, she shouted, and simultaneously, the hand teasing her nether regions moved even faster.

Lena gasped, curling her body as his hand scratched inside her.

With one hand still teasing her below, Alhendore pulled the hand from her chest. Then he lightly knocked on the wall of the carriage.

It seemed to be a signal to the coachman.

Amidst the relentless stimulation below, Lena blinked, unable to think straight.

The carriage changed direction and then stopped.

“The coachman has a stomach ache and needs to see a doctor urgently.”

“What are you, ah, saying!”

“He’ll be gone for a while, heading to the village below.”

“Really, you’re doing this now? Ugh!”

He said he sent the coachman away so they could do it properly, wrapping it in a ridiculous excuse.

Moaning from the sensation inside her, Lena heard his seductive voice in her ear.

“Don’t worry. A flock of eagles will guard your moans from being heard.”

The eagles referred to the elite knights of the Lengester family, the “Aquila.”

It seemed Alhendore had stationed the Aquila around the forest where the carriage had stopped, to prevent anyone from stumbling upon them.

The Aquila wouldn’t hear her moans, but they would know their master was doing something with her!

Lena felt so embarrassed she wanted to hide in a hole.

“Are you embarrassed?”

“How, haah, could I not be?”

“Really? Then cry for me.”

“What…?”

“Haah… Lena, cry for me.”

“……Ugh, ……ha.”

She was dumbfounded, but the stimulation inside her continued. Breathing heavily, Lena glared at him with cold eyes.

How far would this pervert go?

“Ah… Ugh…!”

Her inner walls, scraped raw, clenched around his fingers.

The subtle sensation felt good. Unconsciously, Lena grind her hips against his hand.

She heard him chuckle in her ear, but her mind was already beyond her control.

“Ha, ugh-!”

“Does it feel good here?”

His fingers, which had been relentlessly scraping her, curled like hooks and pressed a spot higher up.

The sensation shot through her like electricity, making her shiver. He pressed and twisted his fingers against the spot she felt the most.

“Ah…!”

When he stopped moving and just pressed, the heat inside her lost its way and dissipated.

Lena tightened around his fingers, desperately trying to hold onto the sensation.

‘More, more, please!’

Feeling her inner walls clench around his fingers, Alhendore licked her ear and sighed.

“Does it feel good here? Should I do more?”

‘Yes! It feels good, so more, more!’

Panting heavily, Lena nodded at his voice. She couldn’t hold back anymore.

With the cl*max so close, the frustration paralyzed her mind.