Chapter 42. Consummation

Camilla was at a loss for words at his response, which seemed to imply that the person didn’t matter. Aster clearly wasn’t pleased with Sezad’s presence.

Considering Sezad’s generally rude behavior towards everyone, it was understandable why Aster disliked him. If she told him that Sezad was actually being restrained, Aster would only be more wary. Camilla spoke up.

“I didn’t tell you right away because I knew this would happen. He’s a bit of an eccentric.”

“Hmm.”

“He’s a handful to control, and I didn’t want you to be unnecessarily bothered.”

Aster’s expression softened at her repeated explanations. He played with Camilla’s hair and asked,

“Can I ask how you two met?”

At Aster’s question, Camilla quietly recalled the past. It wasn’t a story she couldn’t share. She began to speak lightly.

“We went on a family trip to the southern villa. It was the first trip we took together after my mother passed away.”

Their connection began when she found a boy lying on the beach of Francis’s estate.

“He had chains on his arms and legs, looking just like an escapee.”

Aster listened quietly to Camilla’s story.

* * *

Is it a corpse?

Camilla, who had come to the beach to build sandcastles, saw the boy lying on the sand and thought quietly.

Surely, he isn’t really dead?

The boy, who looked very suspicious, had broken shackles on his limbs. It was obvious that he had escaped from somewhere.

Judging by the nearby small boat, it was clear how he had ended up on the beach within Francis’s estate.

The boat had no oars, suggesting he had floated there, carried by the wind from the sea. He seemed to have collapsed as soon as he reached the shore.

“What should I do?”

It felt wrong to just leave him there, but it was also awkward to take a stranger to the villa. To make matters worse, she had come out alone without any guards.

Camilla squatted down and observed the boy. Strangely, she felt as if she had experienced a similar situation before.

She couldn’t explain it precisely, but it felt like she had saved someone who had collapsed like this before.

To check if he was alive, she poked him with a stick, and fortunately, he twitched.

“Oh. He’s not dead.”

The boy’s eyes fluttered open at her soft exclamation. He frowned and muttered.

“Sh*t. I’m dying of thirst. If you’re not going to bring me water, get lost.”

Camilla’s eyes widened at the harsh curse. Moments later, she ran back to the villa and returned with water, accompanied by a knight. She handed him the water and said brightly,

“He cursed at me. He said ‘sh*t.'”

The knight’s face darkened at her words, as expected.

* * *

Camilla summarized the event lightly.

“He was so arrogant, so I gave him a lesson, cleaned him up, and dressed him.”

“…I see.”

Aster thought there might be more to the ‘lesson,’ but didn’t press further.

“Anyway, I just saved him from being sold by human traffickers. He was a mixed-blood whose origins were unclear.”

After that, there wasn’t much. It turned out that Sezad was a victim in a case her father was handling, so they used his testimony to find and capture the ship.

With nowhere to go, they took care of him until he became an adult, and after that, he made his own way.

Aster, who had been listening quietly, asked with a puzzled look.

“Then what about the Vaikan family?”

“Oh, that. He bought that name in the south. He bought an unnamed island, succeeded greatly, and now pretends to be a new noble. He actually has another main occupation.”

In the end, it meant she not only saved the slave boy who trespassed on her estate but also took him in and raised him.

It seemed she had saved another man besides him. Aster, feeling a sudden sense of camaraderie with Sezad, muttered lightly.

“It might not be as light-hearted as I thought.”

“Huh?”

“I have every reason to be cautious.”

If Sezad was just a frivolous playboy, it would be one thing. But he didn’t want a man with a backstory close to her.

Camilla was bewildered by Aster’s reaction, which seemed to strengthen his resolve instead of easing it. Aster spoke firmly.

“Next time you meet him, I will go with you.”

“If it doesn’t bother you.”

“It’s more uncomfortable to think of you two meeting alone.”

Aster’s firm stance made Camilla scratch her cheek and nod lightly. Then she casually mentioned,

“I just couldn’t pass by because he reminded me of someone. I kept feeling like I had experienced something similar.”

“Something similar?”

“Hmm. It’s hard to explain. At the time, it felt like that, but now I don’t remember well. It just felt like I had saved someone before.”

Camilla furrowed her brows lightly, unable to interpret her feelings. Thinking back, she found it strange that she felt a sense of longing and loss when she first discovered Sezad.

She was only eleven or twelve years old at the time. It wasn’t as if she had been old enough to save someone before, so maybe she confused it with a fairy tale she had read.

On the other hand, Aster’s eyes sparkled with hope. He had been the one she saved before Sezad.

“So it was because of me after all.”

A sense of victory filled him, and his lips curled into a smile. Camilla tilted her head at his cryptic words.

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“Nothing.”

Aster smiled brightly, feeling much better. Even though she didn’t remember their first meeting, knowing that it still lingered in her subconscious made him happy.

Before they knew it, the reception was winding down. After that, the formal consummation awaited.

“Then I’ll see you in a bit.”

Aster stood up and kissed the back of her hand.

“I’ll be waiting.”

“Oh.”

Camilla blushed, belatedly recalling the consummation ceremony. They were married now, and there was no reason to sleep in separate rooms anymore.

‘We must fulfill our marital duties.’

The time to keep that promise had finally arrived. As her mind grew more complicated with different thoughts, a maid approached her.

“This way, please.”

* * *

After bathing in a myrrh-infused tub, Camilla’s body emitted a subtle fragrance. Wearing luxurious lingerie and an easy-to-remove slip dress, which she normally wouldn’t wear, made the impending consummation feel real.

Even though they had already spent the night together, the ceremonial nature of it made her nervous. Perhaps it was because once this night passed, there would be no turning back.

Camilla swallowed hard and opened the bedroom door.

Aster was already waiting.

He was also dressed in thin indoor clothes that revealed the lines on his body. He brushed his still-damp hair back from his forehead and stood up, slowly approaching her.

The lighting was dimmer than usual, casting a subtle glow around the room. The mood lighting made his approach even more pronounced.

As Camilla moved slowly, the distance between them quickly closed. He gently ran his hand through her hair and spoke tenderly.

“Finally, today has come.”

His voice, as if he had been waiting for this day, was filled with sensuality.

The playful man who had been jealous earlier was nowhere to be seen. His serious demeanor made Camilla also become serious.

He brought her hair to his nose and inhaled its scent. Caught in his steady gaze, Camilla felt oddly shy.

“Tonight, you must hold me until the end.”

His tone suggested he wouldn’t tolerate her running away midway, and Camilla nodded lightly. Satisfied, Aster lowered his hand to take hers.

It felt as if she were being engulfed by a burning flame. He slowly led her to the bed. Standing right in front of her, he began to undress. His well-toned muscles appeared even more defined under the lighting.

His body, like hers, glistened as if it had been oiled. His smoldering gaze burned hotter than molten lava.

“Are you just going to stand there?”

Realizing she shouldn’t just be watching him, Camilla slowly untied her dress. The sound of fabric falling to the floor heightened the tension.

As they undressed, their gazes remained fixed on each other, creating a strange atmosphere.

With only their underwear left, their bodies pressed together. When he caressed her back, a tingling sensation made her shiver.

A pleasant excitement subtly lingered between them. Camilla wrapped her arms around his neck and brought her lips to his.

As their lips met softly, his red tongue slipped in. His hand tangled deeper into her hair, and their lower bodies rubbed against each other.

Wrapping one leg around his waist, she whispered in his ear.

“Don’t worry. I’ve prepared myself not to run away tonight.”

With that, she tightened her grip on his lower body.

His eyes changed instantly, and he held her legs to make it easier for her to move. Lifting her up, her perspective shifted as she was raised high.

Their connected skin allowed them to feel each other’s body heat perfectly.

Camilla held Aster’s cheeks and kissed him. However, their composure soon disappeared, and their lips clung desperately, mixing their fluids. Just as Aster pulled away to nibble on her earlobe,

“Aster, let’s go to the bed. I can’t hold back any longer.”

Camilla whispered, kissing his eye. Aster’s grip tightened.

“If you keep teasing me like that, it’ll be troublesome.”

“What’s troublesome? It’s our first night, and you’re my husband now.”

“Can I really do whatever I want?”

“Do as you please. Whatever you want.”

“Ha.”

Aster let out a low sigh at Camilla’s compliant response. If she had looked into his mind even once, she wouldn’t have acted so nonchalantly.

But what could he do? There was no way to take back her words now.

He intended to make her feel it physically. Tonight, Aster planned to discover everything about Camilla.

What she liked, where she felt pleasure, what embarrassed her, and what she disliked.

He wanted to learn and remember everything to give her an unforgettable night.

Aster’s red eyes deepened. He seemed to gently lay her down, but then placed her hand over his swollen underwear.

“Is there really a need to go to the bed?”

“Huh?”

“This entire room is essentially a bed.”

“…”

“Undress me.”

At Aster’s languid provocation, Camilla swallowed hard. As if in a trance, she undressed him.

“Ah!”

Aster’s hand slipped between her legs. The underwear Serri had ambitiously prepared for her first night was open in the middle.

As if it was inviting someone to enter. Aster whispered as he lifted her underwear.

“You even prepared such naughty underwear.”

“Ugh, this was Serri’s doing…”

“Really.”

Every time Aster’s hand entered her, a squelching sound was heard. The way his fingers moved inside her was intensely stimulating.

Whether it was due to his rougher movements or his bare body, Camilla quickly became wet.

“Hng.”

Camilla panted, leaning on Aster’s shoulder.

Confirming she was adequately wet, Aster lifted her and pressed her against the wall.

“Aste…!”

Before she could fully call his name, he buried his face in her chest. The bra’s clasp was conveniently in the front, making it easy to undo.

Pop—.

The bra came off unexpectedly, and her ample br*asts bounced free. He licked her chest and looked up at her.

“I will also try harder.”

“What?”

“I’ll make sure you think of me every time you step into the bedroom.”

“What do you… Ah!”

With those words, Aster’s c*ck thrust deeply into Camilla’s wet interior. The sensation of being penetrated while standing made Camilla throw her head back. At the same time, her bouncing br*asts pressed against Aster’s lips.

“You’re in such a hurry.”

Aster opened his red lips and took Camilla’s pink n*pples into his mouth, almost biting them. He licked around her areolas in a circular motion, causing her to shiver. Her n*pples turned a bright red as his tongue sucked on them.

“Aster!”

Camilla called his name, her body trembling. The weight of her body allowed for deeper penetration than usual. Unconsciously, she tightened her b*ttocks, making her vaginal walls contract.

“Ugh.”

Aster let out a low groan, his face contorting. At the same time, he thrust his hips upwards, making Camilla lose her mind. Her back pressed against the wall as she was shaken roughly.

“Ah!”

Camilla moaned loudly as she was shaken. The sound of their wet, lewd connection echoed continuously.

With nothing to hold onto but Aster’s body, Camilla hurriedly lifted her face to kiss him.

Aster captured her lips, pushing his tongue inside. His hot tongue explored her mouth, entangling with hers.

“Ah.”

As Camilla let out a short breath, Aster left a deep kiss on her neck.

At the same time, his hands kneaded her b*ttocks persistently. Her skin, clinging to his grip, left reddish marks.

The sensation of her soft skin in his hands felt like it would crush under pressure. Aster’s eyes grew more intense with lust.

Meanwhile, Camilla also fondled his firm chest. His body, honed through exercise, felt as solid as if a knife wouldn’t pierce it, yet it was also soft.

Aster’s chest was so well-built that it seemed unnecessary for a man’s chest to be that large. Just looking at his perfect, inverted triangle body made Camilla feel satisfied.

At that moment, sweat trickled down his firm chest, and she instinctively followed it with her lips.

“Ah.”

A salty taste filled her mouth. It wasn’t as sweet as she had imagined, so she licked it again, stimulating Aster.

Aster bent his upper body to watch Camilla exploring his chest with her tongue.

She really had no fear, stimulating him like this. But tonight, there was no reason to hold back. Her stimulation only made Aster’s actions more persistent and intense.

Aster thrust his hips even harder. The area where they were joined was drenched with their combined fluids.

The sound of their bodies colliding, the squelching of her wetness, and the sight of Camilla’s bouncing white br*asts were all arousing.

The more her insides became slippery and tight, the more Aster’s c*ck swelled without stopping. Her vaginal entrance had become so tight that it turned red.

“Ah, it’s too… too big…!”

Camilla screamed, feeling Aster’s p*nis growing inside her. Aster moved his hips slowly and then lowered her to the ground.

At the same time, he pinned her hands and pushed her against the wall. Suddenly, she was on all fours like an animal, clinging to the wall with a soft moan.

Thud—!

With a loud friction sound, Camilla’s waist bent sharply against the wall. Aster continued his piston-like thrusts, holding her hips firmly.

Her vaginal walls couldn’t withstand the friction, making squelching sounds as his thick shaft grew even larger.

Camilla, holding onto the wall, forgot her shame and moaned loudly.

“Hahng!”

“Damn.”

The rougher her moans became, the clearer Aster’s low curses grew. Her insides tightened with each of her moans.

He fondled her br*asts from behind, licking along her spine. The sensation of his hot tongue running down her back made Camilla twist her body.

“Aster! Faster… faster…!”

As Camilla turned and pleaded, Aster’s eyes changed, and he began to thrust more vigorously. Their lewd act, like animals clinging to each other, made them focus solely on each other.

“Ah!”

With a strong sense of release, his cloudy liquid spilled inside her.

She felt the liquid flowing between her legs. As Camilla looked back at him with an exhausted face, her vision blurred, and she found herself in Aster’s arms.

“Aster?”

“It would be troublesome if you act like it’s over already.”

“What?”

“Don’t forget that this room is quite spacious.”

Aster smiled mischievously, kissing the tip of her nose. Surprised by his heated kiss, Camilla was momentarily stunned by the thick shaft pressing against her back.

“Already…?”

“I’m not very patient.”

Aster grinned and sat Camilla on the table.

“If there’s anywhere special you want to do it, just say.”

“What do you mean…”

“For your information, the bed is last.”

Aster grinned and lowered his head to lick Camilla’s wet entrance. Before long, Camilla found herself lying on the table, welcoming Aster.

On the shaking table, with nothing to hold onto but his body, Camilla helplessly succumbed to pleasure.

As if proving that he had indeed been holding back, Aster revealed his unrestrained lust.

Just as Aster had said, every corner of the bedroom was a bed, and he explored Camilla everywhere they could sit or lie down.

By the time they finally reached the bed, pleadingly, the sun was rising. It had been a night like that of wild beasts.