Chapter 2 – 【 Misunderstanding 】 (Part 9)

On the way back in the carriage, and again in the bedroom they hurriedly climbed into, Cedric held Yuria continuously. With Cedric persistently kissing and thrusting below, Yuria reached cl*max several times in a dazed state from lack of breath.

She had never been able to keep up with Cedric’s stamina, but he just spent a fortnight on a ship yet he was still vigorous. Whether it was the sea water acting as an aphr*disiac or not, he kept getting hard and ej*culating multiple times.

Yuria tried to escape on trembling legs. She genuinely felt like she was going to die.

‘Are you longing for Edward again now?’

‘No, ugh, it’s not that, ah…’

Caught while trying to escape, she was pinned down and penetrated from behind.

‘It felt like your p*ssy was tighter outside. Is that your preference, Princess?’

‘Ha, ugh, ugh.’

‘Should we go out to the balcony?’

Cedric seemed genuinely ready to go outside, and Yuria clenched her lower muscles as tightly as she could. He let out a satisfied moan. At that moment, she shuddered and cl*maxed.

She briefly wondered why she reached cl*max at such a timing. But the feeling of being spanked by Cedric for cl*maxing alone brought a wave of sorrow. Cedric held and comforted the crawling, crying Yuria. If that could be called comforting.

‘Want me to take you from behind like a dog, Princess? You like it that way, don’t you?’

‘No, ugh, no, ah, please, ugh.’

‘Then I’ll suck your br*asts. You like being penetrated while I suck your br*asts, right? Come here.’

Yuria cried as she was taken from behind, then turned over and penetrated while Cedric sucked her n*pples. The shallow climaxes continued until one moment, it erupted like a volcano. Overwhelmed by the uncontrollable wave of pl*asure, Yuria fainted.

Cedric held Yuria’s unconscious body and released the remaining s*men before finally letting her go. It was only then that Cedric regained his senses. As he wiped Yuria’s body with a clean towel, he worried if he had been too rough.

He wondered if he had ever lost his composure like this before. Not even when surrounded by enemies on the battlefield or when celebrating victory by downing barrels of alcohol had he been this out of it.

Once he regained his senses, he became concerned about Yuria’s well-being. The next day, Cedric waited for Yuria to finish her bath. He intended to thoroughly check her body, even the parts she might find embarrassing, and call a doctor if necessary.

However, Yuria didn’t take his words at face value. During their conversation, Cedric’s hand slipped inside her gown. After all, he needed to remove the gown to see if she was alright.

While his hand was there, he decided to check her br*asts. They had been constantly touched, sucked, and played with during their time together. But Yuria grabbed his forearm and pulled it away.

‘Ah, no, my n*pples hurt.’

She said this clearly, despite her shyness.

‘What?’

‘You bit them so hard….’

‘That’s why I need to check if they’re alright.’

Clearly he meant to touch her. Cedric pulled out Yuria’s br*asts to inspect them. The pale flesh was a splotchy red, the bitten n*pples even more flushed than usual.

As he traced circles around them with his fingertips, Yuria moaned in pain and twisted her waist. Watching the Princess shiver with pl*asure even from light touches, Cedric was relieved that she enjoyed their rough sessions. Any other woman might have run away, calling him a beast.

Eventually, he undressed her gown and laid the protesting Princess back on the bed, not forgetting to use the words that always excited her.

‘Are you tired of your husband’s c*ck after enjoying it so much? Do you need another man’s c*ck to cleanse your palate?’

‘No, it’s not like that.’

At this, Yuria would stop resisting and obediently surrender. She would spread her legs and stick out her tongue without hesitation. Cedric, while sucking on her tongue, forgot his original purpose once again. He thoroughly ravaged her insides.

Still, he didn’t go for a second round immediately. He lay beside the exhausted Yuria, hugging her heated, n*ked body, and fell asleep. Yuria also fell asleep in his arms, only to wake up feeling something poking her lower abdomen.

It was Cedric’s erect manhood. As much as she struggled, reaching climax after climax, he was the one truly abnormal, raising it even in his sleep. 

Was Cedric naturally vigorous? Did he do this with other women too? 

She felt a pang of curiosity.

There was no one to ask, and she didn’t really want to know. Imagining him being this passionate with another woman made her stomach churn. She wondered if Cedric felt the same way and that is why he always made snide remarks about the men she had been with whenever they were intimate.

She found the idea unpleasant, but Cedric had endured it for three years.

So, is this a sort of jealousy?

If that was the case, Yuria’s affair plot had succeeded. To needle Cedric’s pride and make him stop neglecting her, she had started seeing another man, and it had come to this.

It was a bit strange that the result of hurting his pride was being overworked in bed, but ultimately, it had been successful. At this rate, there wouldn’t be any talk of divorce.

Cedric seemed to like her body, and it seemed pregnancy wasn’t far off. But if she got pregnant, they wouldn’t be able to be intimate like this.

…What am I thinking right now?’

Yuria pinched her arm in shock. Her mind was so soaked in lust that she could think like this. She couldn’t deny Cedric’s accusations of being lewd at this rate.

In any case, Yuria had been catering to Cedric’s whims so far. Whenever he got angry and mentioned other men, she did what he wanted. It was usually something embarrassing. Spreading her legs like a frog, sticking out her tongue or n*pples for him to suck.

Just thinking about it made her face flush, but for some reason, she found it hard to refuse. It was likely due to the guilt of having roamed outside for three years. Yuria firmly told herself – even if the rough penetration Cedric showered her with as a “reward” for obedience was a tiny bit anticipated…no, it was definitely because of the guilt.

That’s why she couldn’t refuse the public s*x in an open space where anyone could walk in. That day, she had been caught having a secret meeting with Edward. It was also the day Cedric told Yuria he wanted to marry her, not Cristal.

It didn’t mean Cristal wasn’t his type, but it didn’t mean Yuria was his ideal either. It just meant both were equally viable options to him. She wanted to believe it, even if it was a lie.

Yuria snuggled closer into Cedric’s sleeping embrace. It would have been better if she hadn’t misunderstood him at their first meeting. She regretted the past three years. It was all because of her damn brother.

‘How could he play such a prank?’

Her eldest brother and the Crown Prince, Lahen, was known for his mischief. Nine out of ten times Yuria cried in her childhood, it was because of him. He teased Yuria more than Cristal because she was easier to pick on.

She knew he had a twisted personality, but she never expected him to play such a low trick on the day she first met her fiancé. She clenched her fist.

There was almost no way to get back at Lahen, but she resolved to do so in her heart. Thinking about the emotional turmoil he caused her….

“…Can’t sleep?”

“Did I wake you?”

Hearing the low voice above her, Yuria tried to wriggle out of his embrace. But Cedric wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close.

Her nose touched his firm chest. The unique warmth of a man who had just woken up enveloped her, making her feel drowsy. She felt like she could fall asleep in ten seconds if she stayed like this, but Cedric didn’t let her.

One hand that was around her waist moved down to her b*ttocks.

“Ugh, you’re tossing and turning.”

“Ah, sorry. Go back to sleep, I’ll get up.”

He kneaded her plump b*ttocks and glanced out the window.

“I was just joking. Today, I should get up and about.”

The one saying he would leave had hands that were quite busy. His palm almost seemed to have become one with Yuria’s rear, unwilling to part.

“Then hurry up and get ready to go out.”

“Yes, I should.”

He answers well. But his hand was digging between her b*ttocks and fondling the soft flesh.

“Nngh, you said you’d leave, didn’t you?”

The finger that entered from behind found its target without hesitation. His finger circled around the hole, the rough texture of his calluses slowly stimulating the area below. A warm breath escaped from Yuria.

“There’s still a bit of time left.”

How does he know that without even looking at the clock?

“Once should be fine.”

He quickly lifted himself up. The hand that was wandering around the hole was now caressing the inside of Yuria’s thigh. Of course, it didn’t just stay on the inside of her thigh. It subtly touched near her v*lva, enticing Yuria.

“B-but, you’ll be late, you.”

“If you cooperate well, I won’t be late, Princess”

He said as he kissed Yuria’s nape.

“If you tighten up like earlier and make me come quickly, it’ll be fine.”

“You’re, really, a, nngh, pervert.”

“Look who’s talking.”