Please Divorce Me Villain, I’ll Raise the Child Alone - Side Story 2

Her suggestion to use separate rooms for ten months wasn’t serious. But Raphael had been following it diligently. When it was time to sleep, he would leave the room without touching her. At first, it was fine. She was too nauseous from morning sickness to think about anything else.

Just falling asleep was a miracle because of how much it tormented her. The early stages were unstable, so sharing a bed was impossible. But as time went on, things changed.

“You knew?”

“With how obvious you were, how could I not?”

Raphael left without hesitation. To be precise, only in front of her. Once she fell asleep and closed her eyes, he would sneak in, watch her for a while, then try to sleep beside her. And by dawn, he would sneak out of the bedroom. On the surface, it was a perfect plan. With her increased sleep due to pregnancy, she wouldn’t notice.

“I made sure you were asleep.”

Amelia turned her head, pretending not to know. She had indeed fallen asleep. The problem was that she woke up in the middle. At first, she was surprised to see Raphael sleeping beside her, but soon realized he wouldn’t give up so easily. She expected him to suggest sharing a room again during the day.

“How long were you planning to keep this act up?”

But Raphael showed no reaction even after a day or two. Even after waiting over a week, he didn’t react. Instead, his act became more perfect. She had a feeling he would keep this up until the baby was born.

“Until the baby is born.”

“Raphael!”

She shouted at Raphael, who answered without a moment’s hesitation.

“Or can you handle me otherwise?”

“That’s….”

“Amelia, my wife. Don’t provoke me.”

His action of stroking her earlobe and inhaling near her neck made her body shiver. Raphael’s touch had been excessively bland in recent months. There was not a hint of lewdness. But not now. His warm hands playing with her lower abdomen made her legs gradually lose strength.

“You have no idea how much I want to crush and torment you, even now when you’re carrying my child.”

“…….”

“So don’t provoke me unnecessarily. If I lose control and come at you, you’ll cry again, won’t you?”

There was not a single lie in Raphael’s words. He usually treated her like a fragile doll, but not in bed. No matter how much she cried and begged, he never let her go and took her greedily.

Now she understood why he intended to pretend until she gave birth. Once he started touching her, he wouldn’t know when to stop.

“There’s no need to hold back….”

Amelia turned her gaze away, pretending not to notice Raphael’s wide-eyed reaction. There was a reason she’d waited, even though she knew everything. She couldn’t bring herself to ask him first. It was embarrassing, and she lacked the courage. Besides, she was the one who suggested separate rooms.

“Amelia?”

“Why do you pretend not to understand only at times like this?”

Every time he slept holding her in his arms, she couldn’t count how many times she pressed her thighs to avoid being caught. It’s true that people are fickle. Once the morning sickness disappeared and her body felt better, another problem arose.

“You don’t need to hold back! The teasing is killing me….”

There was no need to say more. Overcome with excitement, he devoured her lips.

***

In the end, the separate rooms didn’t last. Contrary to her expectations, she was the one who surrendered first. Morning sickness wasn’t the only thing that changed with pregnancy. The hormonal changes caused her to overflow with sexual desire. Pulling him into the bedroom first was something she could never have imagined before.

“Ha, huuh….”

Even with the rough intertwining of their tongues, she didn’t back down, desperately clinging to his neck. Her body, craving him, was out of control. She wanted to be in his arms so badly that her whole body burned. Normally, she would have been too embarrassed or tired to keep up with him, but now it was different. She clung to him desperately, afraid he might pull away.

“Raphael….”

“Don’t worry, I’ll touch you even if you don’t beg.”

Unconsciously, she pouted, asking Raphael to touch her br*asts. She subtly pressed her chest against his arm, groaning. It was as if she had gone mad with lust. Her face flushed with embarrassment, but the problem was she had no intention of stopping.

Her overflowing sexual desire was uncontrollable, as if it wasn’t her own body.

“Raphael?”

Surely, she wasn’t the only one burning with desire, yet Raphael stopped without doing anything. Looking into his eyes, it wouldn’t have been strange if he pounced on her immediately. His golden eyes, filled with lust, made Amelia wonder.

“Why…?”

“I’m worried. What if I get kicked out by my wife again?”

Amelia seemed to understand why Raphael was behaving this way. Of course. He wouldn’t miss such an opportunity. Raphael, who always waited for her to beg first, was now telling her to seduce him.

He was holding back a lot. His golden eyes were red with lust, indicating how much strength he was using to endure. Normally, she would have pretended not to notice. But today was different.

“I promise I won’t say anything about separate rooms again…. So, please….”

Raphael, not missing this opportunity, was quite impressive. Though he didn’t say it, he clearly didn’t like her suggestion about separate rooms.

“So… ugh!”

She was about to whisper in his ear to hurry up, but suddenly her view flipped, and she found herself under him. He touched her br*asts impatiently without even properly removing her chemise. Raphael, who had been dying to torment her every night, must have found the separate rooms a significant problem.

“Huuh… slowly….”

“Liar. You want me to suck them quickly, don’t you?”

Raphael’s action of pressing her n*pples through the chemise made Amelia blush. She was indeed desperate. Even his dirty talk didn’t embarrass her.

“Ah, yes…! That’s… Raphael….”

Raphael, in his haste, didn’t even properly remove her chemise and started sucking on her br*asts. The wet fabric clung to her n*pples, making it even more stimulating. The sensation of the wet fabric touching her br*asts was electrifying. It would have been better if it was bare skin.

“Liar. Your n*pples are standing up, begging to be sucked.”

“This is, ugh…!”

Amelia let out a sharp cry as Raphael roughly grabbed her br*asts and tormented her n*pples. The way he played with her n*pples was lewd. Her red, er*ect n*pples protruding through the wet fabric were incredibly obscene.

“Isn’t it?”

Raphael didn’t like her answer and pulled her n*pples as if punishing her. Her er*ect n*pples swayed seductively.

“Ugh, yes… quickly….”

This teasing wasn’t enough. Amelia, forgetting her embarrassment, clung to him, whining. Her whole body tingled from the long-awaited intimacy. The thrilling sensation running down her spine and the bubbling in her lower abdomen made her body burn with heat.

“I don’t know what you want me to do.”

Raphael suddenly pulled his hands away, leaving Amelia to let out a disappointed sigh.

“Huh? Amelia.”

“Ugh….”

Pretending not to know when he clearly did. Normally, Raphael would cling to her, and she would reject or whine to stop. But today was different.

“Do you really… hate it?”

Feigning hesitation, Amelia removed her chemise and met his eyes. She saw his amber eyes shaking violently.

“Then I’ll just….”

“Damn it, you never lose. I’d have to be reborn to win against you.”

“Huh! Raphael….”

As she tried to leave the bed, she was trapped under him again. His rough touch on her lower body made Amelia moan while pulling him closer with a smile.

“Haa…! Hng!”

Raphael always took the lead during their intimate moments. She was always dragged along by him, and he enjoyed watching her struggle. But now, Raphael looked anxious and desperate.

“Raph, ahng!”

“Someone has been holding back all day, wanting to suck and f*ck.”

Each movement of his fingers produced wet sounds. Her thighs twitched in response to his fingers stirring her inner walls and rubbing her cl*t. The lewd sound of her increasing fluids didn’t embarrass her at all.

“You dared to provoke me.”

There was no rest in his fingers that were twisting and stimulating her cl*toris. The fluids running down his fingers soaked the bed sheets.

“Ha, ah…!”

Every time his thick fingers stirred her inner walls, an erotic sensation struck her entire body. The sound of her juices grew louder with each movement. She could feel her inner walls contracting around his fingers. Her hips twitched, begging him to enter her, but Raphael showed no intention of moving.

“Even now, you’re begging me to put it in, without knowing anything.”

“Haa! Ah!”

Two thick fingers dug and twisted inside her walls. The pleasure, after such a long time, made Amelia feel like she was going to lose her mind. White lights burst before her eyes, and her waist twisted incessantly. She wanted him more and more. Her throbbing inner walls gaped as if they were not enough. She had grown accustomed to the many nights she spent with Raphael. This alone would never satisfy her.

“Yes, Raphael… put it in….”

“No.”

For some reason, his refusal sounded unusually firm today. Tears of frustration welled up. Surely he was in the same state as her…. The throbbing c*ck that had been pressing against her thigh was proof of that. His engorged, veiny member kept leaking prec*m.

“If I put it in now….”

“Ah, I don’t need that…! Hng!”

He was saying he would give her what she wanted only after tormenting her for a while longer. She was already fully prepared. Her whole body trembled with anticipation and excitement. Amelia grabbed his c*ck with trembling hands and brought it to her entrance.

“Please….”

“…I’m going crazy.”

She couldn’t bring herself to insert it, only managing to bring it close. But that seemed to have been enough to provoke him, since he immediately thrust into her, spreading her entrance wide. As his member filled her walls, Amelia’s body shuddered.

“Hng, ah!”

“Hah, really…”

It had been so long that her thighs trembled, and her vision blurred. Raphael seemed to be in the same state, clenching his teeth and taking deep breaths several times.

“Raphael….”

Though he didn’t push all the way to the end of her inner walls like before, it was deep enough to make her lower abdomen feel heavy.

“It seems my wife is really trying to drive me crazy.”

“Hng, ah!”

With each thrust, Raphael pounded her inner walls, and Amelia shook her head. Raphael, holding her hips and thrusting, seemed to have lost his sanity. The only thing keeping his last bit of reason was not thrusting all the way to her cervix.

“Haa, Raphael… ah!”

Uncontrollable pleasure swept over her body. Her vision spun wildly. It felt like she was sinking into a swamp of ecstasy.

“I wish we could always be like this.”

“That’s, ugh….”

She shook her head in refusal, but one thrust from Raphael rendered her powerless. She was holding back so much that she even asked the physician if it was okay to have sexual intercourse. And then she couldn’t hold back any longer and sought him out.

“It seems my wife missed me.”

“Rapha, el….”

Her pale naked body lay helplessly on the bed. At first, he seemed to be trying to hold back a lot. But he had been holding back for a long time, just like her. Within reasonable limits, Raphael took her greedily.

“By now, you should have been begging me to stop because you couldn’t take it anymore.”

“Haa, yes!”

“But today, you’re begging first.”

Raphael’s tone was more teasing than usual. It was probably his way of getting back at her for leaving him alone. She wanted to argue, but she couldn’t. Everything he said was true. Every night, Amelia begged him to let her sleep. To stop because she couldn’t take it anymore.

“If I could, I’d keep you pregnant all the time.”

“That’s… no….”

“I don’t want that either. Because of the damn baby, I can’t do it properly.”

“Raphael!”

Clicking his tongue as he spoke, Amelia glared at him.

“This will be our last child.”

“Huh…!”

It was frustrating that he wasn’t thrusting with full force, worried about the baby. It would have been nice if he could go in deeply as always….

“No matter how much you beg, I can’t. I want to go all the way too.”

She reached out to him pleadingly, but her hand was soon caught by his large fingers. The pleasure was already overwhelming, but she wanted more. It was Raphael’s fault for always pushing her to the limits of pleasure. Her daily routine was to be so soaked in ecstasy that she couldn’t even lift a finger.

“I like you when you’re pregnant. You’re so lewd.”

“Ah, ugh…!”

“Your br*asts get bigger, and you keep pretending you don’t want it, which is cute.”

Amelia turned her head away as Raphael’s large hands grasped her br*asts. Her swollen br*asts seemed like they were about to burst. Her whole body was sensitive due to the pregnancy.

“I like it when you’re sensitive too.”

Raphael, leaving bite marks on her br*asts, looked like the devil incarnate. Dangerous, yet irresistibly alluring.

“Ah, Raphael…!”

“Still, it’s a shame I can’t do it properly.”

Anyone else would laugh at this. Even now, it was probably too much for a pregnant woman. He was holding back as much as he could, but her husband was none other than Raphael.

“Haa….”

He seemed to be holding back a lot, his furrowed brow showed no sign of relaxing. Amelia, drowning in waves of pleasure, wrapped her arms around his neck.

“I guess this won’t work.”

That was the last bit of strength she could muster. Her body continued to crave and heat up for him, but her stamina, changed by pregnancy, screamed that it had reached its limit. She couldn’t hear a word he was saying. Her vision whitened, and she fainted.

“Amelia…?”

“……”

There was no way an answer would come from someone who had already passed out. He thought she was unusually active today, but the result was the same. Raphael called out to Amelia with a face full of disappointment, but she was already in a deep sleep.

He peeled the sweaty hair stuck to her forehead and kissed her closed eyelids several times, but she didn’t stir. Eventually, he smiled and picked her up. If he left her like this, she might catch a cold. A pregnant body was vulnerable. She could catch a cold easily and had trouble maintaining her balance while walking.

“Not that she ever could, anyway.”

Amelia often ran around the palace in a hurry. Every time, Raphael felt like he was going crazy with worry. He wanted to lock her in the room, but he couldn’t do that.

“Because Amelia would hate it.”

“Hmm….”

Even in her sleep, Amelia burrowed into him, filling him with deep satisfaction. He liked that she relied on him even when she’s unconscious. He still couldn’t believe that she loved him. He would probably spend his whole life anxiously hovering around her.

“You don’t need to know the bad things for the rest of your life.”

Raphael kissed Amelia’s silver hair reverently, like a devotee worshiping a deity. Even as he washed and dried her body, she didn’t wake up, suggesting he might have pushed her a bit too hard. He tried to restrain himself, but it seemed it wasn’t enough.

But asking him to resist her seduction was impossible.

“And to think she believed I didn’t notice.”

“……”

“My wife is still so innocent. That makes her even more lovable.”

Raphael knew that Amelia woke up every night. Of course, he was always alert when it came to her. He knew and deliberately waited. Waited for her to come to him first.

“If I had teased her any longer, I wouldn’t have been able to hold back.”

“Hmm……”

He kissed her several times on her innocent, sleeping face, and only then did his burning possessiveness subside a little. It wasn’t nearly enough to satisfy his desires, but he had no choice. Amelia, who clung to him in her sleep, made him hold her immediately.