Chapter 5 – 【 What Misunderstanding Brings 】 (Part 8)

Saliva dripped from her slightly parted lips as she couldn’t control it. The walls inside her, gripping his sh*ft, trembled, signaling her impending cl*max. Though it was rude to finish first, he decided to let it slide today. Cedric gripped Yuria’s knees tightly and thrust in earnest.

“Ah, ugh, mm.”

He pounded her fiercely. His long c*ck slipped out with just the head inside, then thrust back in. Thud, buried to the root, then pulled out again. Relentless thrusting. The swollen v*ginal entrance burned.

Each thrust sent electric jolts through Yuria. It felt like something inside her was about to explode. She wished he would go gently, slowly, but no matter how much she pleaded, Cedric ignored her.

He looked down at her with a domineering gaze, thrusting even rougher. He didn’t hold her hand, didn’t heed her pleas. She felt like crying. On the brink of cl*max, her eyes began to well up,

“Yuria.”

A low voice brushed her ear. He called her name. Though the voice, thick with lust, wasn’t kind, Yuria shivered as if receiving a warm touch. Tears welled up, and her rational dam broke.

“Ah, ah, ah!”

Without time to be moved, Yuria had to endure the overwhelming pl*asure. A sensation that burned her mind white. Blood rushed to the point where she and Cedric were connected, then surged to the top of her head.

Yuria couldn’t even moan properly, floundering in the pl*asure he gave.

“Haa, ugh, mm.”

“I shouldn’t call your name carelessly, Princess.”

Watching Yuria cl*max just from hearing her name, Cedric chuckled. Even in the throes of pl*asure, she frowned, knowing he was teasing her.

“If I called your name outside, your p*ssy would flood, Princess. Would it be okay for you to squirt in front of everyone?”

Even in the depths of climax, Yuria shook her head, denying it. Cedric looked down at her quietly. Between her white legs, the flushed hole was a mess with clumped juices. Her face, thoroughly disheveled, was incredibly lewd.

A woman made of all soft shades, unlike him. Tousled blonde hair, tear-filled light green eyes, lips reddened by pleasure, and a slender neck. Her chest, heaving with each breath, seemed to seek his touch.

No wonder someone like Edward got attracted. He probably used the t*tle as an excuse. That bastard likely just wanted to play with his c*ck between her br*asts. Saying he wanted to impregnate her would have sounded perverted, so he made up an excuse.

Thinking of Edward tying up Yuria and admiring her in his absence made Cedric irrationally angry. Though it wasn’t the Princess’s fault, he was irritated, and the c*ck still buried inside her made a loud slapping sound as he thrust. Yuria jumped like a fish out of water.

Cedric wasn’t entirely unaffected either. His lower half, filled with blood, was rock hard. He was reaching his limit too. He continued thrusting his c**k upwards.

The Princess’s lower belly bulged and flattened repeatedly. It was a sight too precious to keep to himself, yet too infuriating to share with others. Cedric lifted Yuria’s legs onto his shoulders and gripped the headboard.

“Ah, stop, please, hng.”

Knowing full well that he couldn’t stop. Cedric increased the speed of his thrusts while pulling his c**k out long, deep strokes. Meanwhile, he pondered. He wanted to fill her insides completely, but her face, flushed with pleasure, was too beautiful. Beautiful enough to make him want to release his seed inside her.

As he wrestled with his thoughts, his lower body faithfully followed his lust. Finally reaching his limit, he cl*maxed. He exhaled shortly, closed his eyes, and tilted his head back. His Adam’s apple bobbed as if he were holding something back.

Still catching her breath, Yuria watched his climax. Unlike her swollen and tear-streaked self, his climax was somehow elegant.

Feeling slightly aggrieved again, he let go of Yuria’s legs and pulled out his c**k, which had been blocking her tightly. White l*quid streamed down the dark red sh*ft. While Yuria was dazed by the primal sight, he lifted her upper body.

“You look weak because you didn’t eat properly. You need to replenish your nutrition.”

He said something nonsensical and brought his still-ej*culating c**k to Yuria’s mouth.

“Open up.”

He held the back of her head. As Yuria was disoriented by the fishy smell, the tip of his gl*ns pushed between her lips.

“Come on, Yuria.”

Her name, which she had heard countless times in her life, seemed to work like a magic spell. Unconsciously, Yuria opened her lips. Not missing the opportunity, his c**k slid in, grazing her tongue.

Even with just the tip in, her mouth felt full. Despite everything, he was still ej*culating. The amount was so much that it dribbled down Yuria’s teeth.

“Don’t spill it, Princess. It’s precious.”

“Mm, mm…”

As Cedric gently shook his hips, the Princess, startled, gulped down the s*men in her mouth. Her clueless demeanor, not knowing what to do with a man’s c**k in her mouth for the first time, was surprisingly arousing.

Having finished ej*culating, Cedric pulled his c**k out of her mouth, rubbing the tip against her tender inner cheek. s*men she couldn’t swallow dripped down her chin and onto her chest. The s*men he had released inside her p*ssy also flowed out before it could settle.

Seeing the Princess covered in s*men both above and below, his ar*usal surged again. Watching his c**k rise again, the Princess tilted her head in confusion.

“Didn’t you just finish…?”

“Princess, you must be incredibly erotic.”

As he hinted at continuous lovemaking, Yuria’s face turned pale. She quickly tried to turn her body, indicating she couldn’t take any more. But it was futile; she couldn’t escape his grasp.

Yuria, in a crawling position trying to escape, was pulled back.

“If I offer you another delicious c**k, you should thank me.”

Dare to run away?

He lightly slapped her b*ttocks. The shock made her p*ssy twitch. Despite her denial, her body was indeed lewd.

“Didn’t it taste good? Do you prefer Edward’s c**k? If so, I can call him for you.”

He’s still in the bas*ment of this house. He whispered sinisterly while pressing down on Yuria’s waist.

“Though his appearance is a mess, his c**k is untouched. You can use it if you want. Hm?”

“No, I don’t want that.”

“Then another man? Just name him. I’ll bring him to you.”

No, she shook her head, saying she didn’t want any other man. Her p*ssy, messy with a mix of juices and s*men, mouthed that she didn’t want such a c**k. As he was about to re-enter her already loosened hole, a small circle above caught his eye.

It was the little hole that whimpered cutely whenever he f*cked her from behind. He had always wanted to use it, and today seemed like the day. He inserted his index finger into the wet, puckered hole.

The wrinkled texture inside clung like a flower bud. Even her back hole was cute, making him want to torment her.

“Not there! Not there, Cedric, not there, ah.”

Yuria, startled, tried to straighten her back, but stiffened as his finger hooked inside her. Her eyes, looking back at him, were filled with confusion.

“Then where?”

Cedric suppressed a laugh at her gaze, which seemed to ask why he was questioning the correct hole after using it so well until now.

“…Below that.”

“Where exactly below? You have to say it clearly.”

He wanted her to beg for him to fill her p*ssy with his delicious s*men. Honestly. He wiggled his finger, urging her, and Yuria shook her head.

“It’s too much, ah, don’t move your finger like that, ugh.”

Her p*ssy hole opened and closed in sync, though she seemed unaware. Even if she knew, she would probably deny it to the end.

“How should I put it in this hole?”

“No, I don’t want that.”

Her voice was tinged with sorrow. But his kind-hearted Princess quickly gave up arguing and whispered into the bed sheet.

“Put it in my p*ssy, please.”

“In the Princess’s p*ssy, what?”