Kallian’s lips immediately wrapped around the tip of Elliope’s n*pple and sucked hard.

“Ah, ah!”

The fevered haze in her mind seemed to shatter and melt away at once.

She had experienced this sensation before, countless times, but today it felt strangely unfamiliar – almost overwhelming.

It was as if every sensation had been intensified and returned to her magnified many times over.

“Ah, hnn… ahh!”

She couldn’t stop herself from letting out a loud cry, but there was no sound outside, no sign of anyone nearby.

The scent of Theodor, which had irritated her only moments before, slowly mixed with the fresh, woody scent of Kallian.

But soon Kallian’s scent completely overpowered the faint and weak scent Theodor had left behind.

Like an animal marking its territory, the entire room – once Theodor’s – was soon filled with the deep, rich scent of Kallian’s perfumed oil.

For some reason, this knowledge only increased her excitement.

Her legs, tormented by an unbearable itch, instinctively parted of their own accord.

Kallian murmured in a low voice, still clinging to her br*ast.

“My lady.”

“Ah… hnn!”

“…Did you show this face to that bastard?”

“W-what… face…?”

Soon Kallian lifted his head and slid a few fingers into Elliope’s mouth to examine the wound.

As he did so, his fingers brushed over her teeth and pressed firmly against her tongue.

Unconsciously, Elliope licked and sucked at his fingertips.

“Since you showed him that look.”

“…….”

“No wonder that bastard lost his mind.”

Kallian spoke as if irritated, his tone carrying a hint of restrained anger.

“Even so.”

“Ah….”

“How dare he.”

Kallian brushed his fingers carefully over Elliope’s neck, as if checking for marks – most likely from the earlier struggle.

Then the words she had heard before fell from his lips again.

“I should have gouged his eyes out.”

“Ahh!”

“Torn them out and crushed them in the mud so he could never find them again.”

“Haa… hnn….”

“I should have broken his wrists and fed him to the dogs.”

The last words came through clenched teeth, his voice deep and seething.

And the moment his whisper faded, her dress was pulled up in an instant.

Without hesitation, Kallian’s fingers dug deep, reaching the innermost part of her flesh.

The swollen flesh, tightly sealed, suddenly parted at the sides with a wet, obscene sound that seemed to reverberate to the top of Elliope’s head, sending shivers through her entire body.

“Ahh!”

Kallian’s brow furrowed slightly.

When he withdrew his hand from under her dress and raised it, the glistening, sticky, translucent fluid dripping between his fingers was clearly visible.

Meanwhile, Elliope’s thighs trembled slightly at the overwhelming sensation.

“You’re this drenched, and yet….”

“Ah… ngh….”

With those words, Kallian brought his wet hand back up once again.

Kallian had been pressing and tormenting Elliope’s br*ast for a long while before he slowly lowered himself. Then, gripping her waist firmly, he suddenly lifted her hips.

In an instant, Elliope’s legs were spread wide and raised into the air, her body nearly folded as she was completely exposed to him.

She had never been in such an explicit position before.

“You’re this soaked, and yet….”

“Ah… ugh….”

She desperately wished for Kallian’s long fingers to scratch the spot where she felt the most unbearable itch.

Elliope knew all too well what his fingers felt like—

Not just his fingers…

Even as she spread her legs, her love juices dripping down in streams, her gaze flickered downward toward Kallian’s trousers.

Already taut and ominously swollen, the fabric looked as if it might burst at any moment.

Her body knew far too well what it felt like when that was inside her.

She wanted his p*nis to ravage her insides in an instant. Her inner walls, which still remembered the thickness of his p*nis and the prominent veins running along it, clenched again as if gasping for it.

Seeing such a shameless movement, Kallian let out another moan.

“Why have you become so obscene?”

“Because… of you, of course…”

“…….”

“Haa, ugh…”

Finally, Elliope blamed Kallian – the same blame he had always blamed her for.

In truth, the reason Elliope even knew the intense sensations that came with this act was largely because of Kallian. Whenever he had the chance, he touched her, trained her body, carved into her the feelings she had once lived without knowing.

Overwhelmed by pain and turmoil, Elliope let out another sob. Clear tears filled her eyes. The pleasure had passed its peak and turned into something almost agonising, making her head feel light and dizzy.

She wished desperately that Kallian would take away this overwhelming feeling.

“It’s… too much, ah…”

“…What do you want me to do, my lady?”

Kallian whispered in a dangerously low voice, his breath heavy. His pitch-black eyes fixed obsessively on Elliope’s face before he licked away her tears.

“Hm? Tell me, Elliope, what would you like me to do for you?”

“Ah…”

“What do I have to do to make you feel good?”

Without realising it, Elliope rubbed her hips against the fabric of Kallian’s trousers. Her mind felt fuzzy, her tongue barely able to form words.

“I… I told you before…”

“Say it again for me.”

Feeling a surge of playful irritation, Elliope gently bit the tip of Kallian’s nose as he leaned in close. Kallian flinched for a moment before letting out a chuckle.

Stunned by the sound, Elliope whispered,

“This time… put it in.”

“…….”

“Last time… you didn’t.”

Hearing those words, Kallian let out a long, low moan.

“because you were the one…”

“Haa, ugh…”

“…who wouldn’t let me.”

As he spoke, Kallian pinched the tip of Elliope’s br*ast with deliberate firmness. Even the slightest touch sent an overwhelming wave of sensation through her, making her core quiver as w*tness spilled out uncontrollably.

Dizzy with pleasure, Elliope gasped desperately, her breathing uneven. Without realising it, she whimpered out her words.

“If it’s not you… I don’t want it…”

A shudder ran through her as the memory of Theodor’s gaze flashed through her mind. The thought of someone like him made her recoil. She didn’t want anyone else.

Now she belonged to Kallian and Kallian alone.

“…Ha.”

Kallian bit his lower lip and let out a deep, ragged breath. The veins on his forehead bulged visibly, his restraint pushed to the limit.

Closing his eyes, he muttered something to himself before finally looking at her again. His gaze burned – dark, intense and searing with heat.

“If my lady so desires…”

“Ah…!”

“Then, as your husband, it is only right that I give you everything.”

With those words, Kallian drove into her, spearing her deep into her trembling walls without hesitation.

“Aaaah!”

There was no need for further f*replay. Her insides, already smooth and softened with anticipation, easily swallowed Kallian’s hard p*nis. The pleasure she had longed for washed over Elliope like a tidal wave, completely overwhelming her.

“Aaah, ahh, haah, uh…!”

“Tsk.”

Kallian let out another moan as her firm, warm walls closed in on him, wrapping around him as if to pull him deeper, drowning him in their softness.

It was as if he had held back too long – before he could move at all, thick, hot c*m poured into her in heavy spurts, completely coating her inner walls.

In an instant, her depths were soaked.

“Haa, ugh! Ah!”

“Elliope.”

Kallian murmured her name as he buried his face against her collarbone.

As her walls tightened around him, his p*nis, though just released, quickly swelled and hardened again.

“Haa, ugh…!”

As his c*ck thrust deep inside her, stretching her insides, Elliope let out a desperate cry – only for her gaze to suddenly catch sight of something.

“…….”

A paperweight, pushed aside and almost forgotten, lay in the corner of the study desk.

“I told you not to bother me!”

It was the same paperweight Theodor had thrown at her once when he had Charlotte in his arms.

Had it hit her then or had it missed?

Had she bled or had she not?

The relentless thrusts pounding deep inside her caused her consciousness to scatter, slipping in and out of focus.

She couldn’t quite remember the details, but the moment she saw the paperweight, one thing became undeniably clear.

She was rolling around with Kallian in Theodor’s study for all to see.

If they were caught, it wouldn’t just be a scandal – it would be a disaster. They could both be banished from the territory, yet she felt no fear.

Instead, a twisted desire surged through her – a desire to completely defile this place, to stain every inch of it with the lewd fluids that spilled from her body.

“Ah, ahh!”

That she and Kallian were shamelessly making love in Theodor’s study.

If they were caught, it would undoubtedly cause an uproar.

She lay there, completely exhausted, her body limp.

It was then that Kallian opened the window and began spraying the room with a heavy, rose-scented perfume.

Charlotte’s perfume…

The thought crossed her mind as she looked at Kallian.

He quietly pulled his cloak over her n*ked body, wrapping her tightly before whispering,

“If it were up to me, I’d leave it so that it never fades.”

“…….”

“But for now… just in case.”

“The scent… it’s too strong.”

“The smell lingers too much.”

Kallian chuckled mischievously before planting a light kiss on Elliope’s lips, the soft smack echoing between them.

As her sanity slowly returned, Elliope’s gaze drifted to the documents nearby – stained with an unknown clear liquid.

“…….”

Once dried, it would probably leave only a faint trace.

“Did you enjoy it?”

As he spoke, his soft fingers brushed across her forehead, caressing it gently. The thick scent of roses still hung heavily in the air.

As he spoke, his soft fingers brushed across Elliope’s forehead, caressing it gently. The thick scent of roses still hung heavily in the air.

It was then that Elliope realised something – something that would never change.

The rose perfume she had once despised, the scent that belonged to Charlotte…

From now on, every time she smelled it, she would be reminded of that moment – the moment she had tangled with Kallian.

All the resentment and anger they had once felt towards each other had long since faded away.