Mermaid Trap - ✿ dusk blossoms ✿

Was it because the carriage was shaking?

Without even touching them, her br*asts bounced from the motion in a truly captivating way.

“Are you deliberately shaking to make me touch them?”

Though he knew the answer was no, he wanted to corner her as much as possible. She seemed so embarrassed that she couldn’t even make proper eye contact.

“…No. I’m not shaking them.”

She shook her head in denial, then glanced down at her br*asts. Though she could see with her own eyes that they were indeed bouncing just as he said, she looked troubled since it wasn’t her doing.

Now that they were exposed but not being touched, just being stared at, she seemed even more at a loss.

“How would you like me to touch them?”

Since he had made her cry and she was probably curious about the opera’s ending, he thought he might indulge her a bit and asked for her preference. Vivianne seemed to find the entire situation torturous, repeatedly moving her lips while keeping her eyes tightly shut.

“Hmm?”

“…I…”

When he pressed for confirmation, she finally reluctantly began to speak.

“Rather than touching, with your m-mouth…”

“Be specific.”

He felt compelled to hear dirty words coming from those tiny lips.

“I… I like it when you take my n-n*pples fully in your mouth and s-suck them…”

For someone so shy, it was quite a bold answer. She seemed too embarrassed to lift her head while speaking and kept trying to bury her face in Kian’s shoulder. But he wouldn’t allow such a cute face to be hidden.

“Didn’t you once apologize for not producing milk?”

Kian asked mischievously while pushing her br*asts up to make them easier to suck. This left Vivianne with nowhere to hide her face.

“What? How did you…”

Her face turned even redder, seemingly embarrassed that her private thoughts had been exposed. Perhaps she didn’t remember what she had said while intoxicated after eating rum-filled chocolates. She clearly knew it was strange, judging by her mortified expression, which was truly a sight to behold.

“I wonder how I knew.”

Before she could answer, he took one of her adorable pink n*pples into his mouth with a slurp.

“Ahh, mmm…”

Sweet breaths burst from her plump lips. Her waist arched inward, pushing her two mounds forward. Kian, sucking her br*ast as she had wished, buried his sharp nose bridge in her soft flesh and rubbed against it as he pleased.

He made obscene slurping sounds while sucking demonstratively. He had already noticed that the more he did this, the louder her moans became.

Each time he took her br*ast fully into his mouth as requested, the flesh jiggled against his lips, perhaps due to the carriage’s vibrations. That sticky sensation was addictive. The feeling of her skin touching his lips then pulling away seemed to encourage him to suck harder, to take an even bigger bite.

“Ahhh…!”

He opened his mouth as wide as possible and bit into the soft flesh. When his teeth sank into her soft skin, Vivianne’s upper body trembled. Like a hungry beast burying its face in prey and tearing at the flesh, Kian raised his head with half-lidded eyes after devouring her br*ast.

“Vivi. Did you want to give me milk?”

“Please stop, hah, s-saying that.”

“You’d need to be pregnant to produce milk. How were you planning to give it?”

Their moist gazes met in midair.

“…I, I…”

Did she really want to give it to him?

Though she couldn’t finish her sentence, there was somehow a desperate longing in her undulating eyes.

With so many other things to eat.

Wanting to give milk.

What nonsense, when she was already whimpering like this just from having her empty br*asts sucked. What was there to suck from this small body? It was pathetic and laughable.

Having nothing to offer yet constantly wanting to give something—it was strange.

What she had tried to give him were trivial things he had never asked for, like tying ribbons around newspaper bundles or making bouquets from nameless wildflowers. Today, she had even taken his member into her mouth, which didn’t suit her at all.

What made her so desperate?

Even while thinking how foolish she looked, he sometimes wondered what she was so anxious to give him next.

Already full-breasted, if they were filled with milk, those two mounds would swell beyond control.

Even now, they were too large for her small, petite body to carry comfortably. Though he didn’t know how she would manage if they were filled with milk, it would certainly be quite a sight to behold.

Since she enjoyed having her br*asts sucked so much, the sight of her dripping milk would likely be incredibly lewd.

Her skin was sweet, her lips were sweet, even the fluid dripping between her legs was sweet. Surely her milk would be sweet too.

Suddenly, a strange curiosity arose in him.

He knew it was a crazy thought.

She wasn’t an attachment doll, as someone had said. He knew it was madness to play so excessively with a woman he had brought into his domain for utilitarian purposes.

But by now, such behavior no longer felt strange to him. Perhaps one becomes immune to madness through repetition. Judging by how he kept losing his reason and growing impatient, he might have already changed.

“I… want to have your baby.”

Meanwhile, Vivianne finally spoke after much hesitation. Naturally, she mated with Kian because she wanted to bear his child. Given how intensely they mated, Kian probably felt the same way.

When the word “baby” came from Kian’s lips, she wanted to voice that obvious desire too.

Though his fiancée’s words about not being recognized kept weighing on her heart, what mattered most was that he desired her as a female—that was all.

“Really?”

Kian asked indifferently near her ear while lifting her dress with one hand.

When he removed the cumbersome fabric, her slender, smooth legs were completely exposed. Vivianne now had her dress bunched up over her stomach like a corset, with her br*asts and lower body exposed.

Realizing her state, Vivianne felt her face flush hot all the way to the tips of her ears.

“Then I should put it in, Vivi.”

He caressed her ripe thighs with his large hands and played with her lace garter belt. Then his hand climbed toward her pelvis and suddenly tore off her panties.

Her intimate area, already soaked with sticky fluid, was exposed and pressed against the er*ect column of flesh positioned in front.

Was it because of the carriage’s movement? Even without moving, their g*nitals rubbed together continuously with wet sounds. Despite being thoroughly soaked, her intimate area felt hot, almost burning. Lewd moans escaped from her mouth involuntarily.

“Try putting it in yourself. I’ll fill you up inside.”

Vivianne shifted her hips back and forth, trying to align herself for penetration. Perhaps because of her overflowing wetness, it kept slipping around her entrance without successfully entering. Kian simply looked down between her legs, seemingly curious to see how she would manage.

“…Please help me a little.”

When she pleaded with desperate eyes, he silently smiled, then grabbed her pelvis with both hands and adjusted the angle slightly.

“Ah, hngh!”

His enormous member split her inner walls and plunged in at once. Surprised by the sudden invasion, Vivianne curled up and clung to his neck.

Even without thrusting after insertion, just holding her, the connection deepened each time the carriage jolted.

He had frantically pounded into her before, or slowly pressed during insertion, but this subtle movement inside her was a first.

He embraced her slender waist tightly with his strong arms, almost crushing her, and sought her lips to claim them.

They frantically sucked each other’s tongues and mixed their mucous membranes while savoring the sensation of being naturally penetrated by the vibrations below.

When they separated their lips, their heated saliva stretched like glue.

“I wanted to do this since I was sucking on you in front of Theo earlier. I thought I would die trying to hold back.”

He muttered slowly, breathing heavily like someone intoxicated.

“I deliberately didn’t bring Theo along. How could I let him see me getting hard for you?”

“…Stop talking about T-Theo.”

As she kept turning her head away from his embarrassing words, he grabbed her chin and planted a kiss on her lips.

“Well, maybe he got hard earlier too.”

“No. He definitely wouldn’t… hah!”

Before she could finish speaking, Kian thrust his hips upward. The tip of her nose tingled, and tears welled up in her eyes.

“How can you be so sure? You’re really naive when I think about it.”

He chuckled.

“Stop worrying about Theo and worry about yourself.”