Please Don’t Let Go Of That Leash - Chapter 4 - Royal Banquet (Part 7)
Chapter 4 – Royal Banquet (Part 7)
The cold air of the terrace mixed with the hot air in an instant.
Even when she slightly pushed his shoulders to catch her breath, he only gave her a moment’s pause before pressing their lips together again. Then he lightly lifted her body, sitting her on the railing, and pressed himself between her legs.
The shawl that had been around her shoulders fell to the ground, and her neatly tied hair came undone.
“Haa….”
When Cherta finally pulled away after thoroughly exploring her delicate skin, a thin silver thread lingered and then broke. His lips, smeared with her red lipstick, proved the intensity of their kiss. Cherta licked his lower lip once and etched the sight of her into his eyes.
Her milky white skin was flushed red, and her long, thick eyelashes were w*t with tears. The red lips he had just devoured were w*t with their mixed saliva.
His chest filled tightly with satisfaction, yet he still felt greedy, wanting to leave more of his mark on her.
Unable to hold back, he slid his lips along her neck. Then he left a deep, clear mark.
“Ugh!”
Her sensitive body shuddered in response. Cherta slowly moved his hand from her ankle to her thigh, caressing as he went. As her skirt naturally lifted, he spread her legs a bit more and knelt between them.
“W-wait.”
Flustered by his actions, Ria reached out to stop him, but he ignored her and pressed his hot lips to the inside of her pale thigh.
“Ah…!”
Eventually, his lips touched her w*t center. Through the thin fabric, his breath was palpable, and soon the sensation of his tongue licking came vividly, making her body tremble.
When he pushed her underwear aside, her moist, red flesh was fully exposed. Cherta, who was etching even that into his memory, lightly kissed it and then sucked in her juice as if drinking life water.
Her mind went blank. Ria bent her back, unable to make a sound.
After a while, when he lifted his head, unable to drink all her juice, a droplet fell from his chin. He spread her flesh with both hands and inserted his tongue into her v*gina.
“Hngh, that, ah!”
The sensation of his tongue licking her inner walls made Ria twist her body. But soon, she was firmly held by his hands gripping her waist.
The rich fabric of her skirt now crumpled and fallen, hid him. Yet the awkward bulge in the middle proved someone was there. Cherta, lifting her skirt again, swirled his tongue around the nectar in his mouth and slowly rubbed her cl*toris with his thumb.
“Ah, no, ugh, ah!”
Her drugged body couldn’t withstand the surging stimulation. Soon, Ria cl*maxed, releasing a flood of l*quid. The amount was enough to drench Cherta’s face thoroughly, due to the drug.
“Haa, huff….”
Ria, her body trembling, soon relaxed and caught her breath. Then, seeing his face emerging from between her legs, she blushed. He looked too… lewd, with his face covered in her juice.
As if he knew her thoughts, Cherta smirked, wiped the l*quid off his face with his fingers, licked them, and sucked them into his mouth. Ria’s face turned a deeper shade of red as if it would burst into flames.
Finally, when she turned her head in embarrassment, Cherta gently grabbed her chin and turned it back to him.
“Focus on me.”
His voice, heavily laden with desire, was deep and hoarse. His eyes, darker than before, burned with passion. As he briefly kissed her lips, her body, still under the influence of the drug, began to heat up again.
Seeing this, Cherta adjusted her disheveled clothes and covered her head with his coat. When she looked at him questioningly, he left a final short kiss on her cheek and lifted her into his arms.
“I’m taking you to the room.”
Then, without giving her a chance to speak, he jumped off the terrace. Fortunately, the height was not too high, just the same as the stairs leading to the banquet hall.
After landing on the ground, Cherta adjusted his hold on her and headed towards his palace. As her head became dizzy again from the rising heat, Ria didn’t even think about returning to the three men and simply stayed quietly in his arms. His embrace felt naturally comfortable.
When they finally crossed the garden and neared the Crown Prince’s palace, Diharn appeared behind Cherta.
“Your Highness.”
Ria shrank back at the stranger’s voice and burrowed deeper into his chest. Cherta, soothing her with a few pats, spoke.
“Have they returned?”
“Yes. I confirmed they just returned to the banquet hall.”
“Then relay the situation roughly and place them in the parlor room. I’ll hear the report together at that time.”
“Understood.”
“On the way, stop by the royal physician and tell him to bring the antidote for the drug as quickly as possible.”
“As you command.”
Diharn, who had been following them, stopped and placed his right hand over his heart, bowing his head.
Once inside the palace, Cherta dismissed all the attendants and headed straight to the bedroom. Opening the largest door, he entered a spacious and luxurious room. A large sofa and table were placed on one side, and a grand bed draped with a golden canopy stood in the center, large enough for two people to lie comfortably.
Cherta climbed onto the high-quality white sheet embroidered with gold and carefully laid Ria in the center. Then he gently removed his coat, which she was clutching tightly, and brought his lips to her reddened ear.
“Hng….”
The soft touch of his lips on her ear made Ria shrink back, and Cherta let out a small laugh, biting her earlobe. His hands naturally moved to quickly untie the ribbons behind her dress. As the ribbons, which essentially held the dress together, came undone, the dress easily fell off.
Cherta lowered the dress onto the floor and stared at her body. The white underwear and garter belt were all that remained on the dazzlingly white skin, which enticingly stimulated his desire. Blood rushed even more to his already throbbing lower half since the terrace.
He gritted his teeth to suppress himself and slowly traced with his index finger from her nape, across her collarbone, and over her chest, lingering on the underwear.
The tantalizing movements drove Ria crazy. She wished he would quickly resolve her increasingly heated body, but he only moved his hand slowly, lightly touching the exposed peak through the thin fabric.
Unable to endure it any longer, Ria grabbed his other hand, which was braced on the bed, and bit his index and middle fingers with her mouth.
“Ahh…”
Her small, red tongue tickled his fingers. Seeing her pleading with flushed eyes, Cherta bit his jaw so hard it jutted out, then he climbed over her in one swift motion.
“You shouldn’t tease when I’m barely holding back.”
His voice lowered further, growled like a beast.
Cherta immediately lowered his head and ripped off Ria’s underwear, baring the stiff pink peaks, which he sucked like a child. He squeezed and twisted the other peak as if kneading it.
“Ah! Oh, ah!”
He circled his tongue around her ar*ola, pressing the pointed peak, and occasionally nibbled with his lips. After tormenting her chest for a while, he slid his lips down, leaving red marks all over. His lips stopped when they touched her underwear, soaked with her ar*usal.
“If I knew you’d keep leaking like this, I would’ve eaten you up earlier.”
His teasing words made her face flush. Cherta peeled off her underwear and stroked the drenched flesh with his fingers, rubbing her cl*toris with his thumb.
“Ah! There, uhh!”
He bent down and licked her cl*toris, then thrust two fingers into her hole at once. Her already w*t interior accepted the invasion smoothly.
Cherta moved his fingers to widen her, bending them to rub her inner walls. He released her cl*toris from his mouth and climbed over her again, gently caressing her cheek as he whispered.
“Or did you want me to f*ck you?”
“Uhh, yeah…”
“It seems like you can take more.”
Before she could answer, another thick finger entered. Filling her completely, he pressed every spot, sending dizzying sensations up her spine. Ria wrapped her arms around his neck, crying as her vision blurred.
“Hah, ah, ahh.”
“Can you hear that sound? It’s all from you, Ria.”
The lewd squelching filled the bedroom, proving to Cherta that she was really beneath him.
He suddenly wanted to hear his name from her and stopped moving his hand. Ria twisted her hips, looking up at him, wondering why he stopped.
She looked so adorable that he almost gave in to her desire right away.
“Cherta.”
“Hmm?”
“Say my name. I want to hear it.”
His loving gaze softened gently. Ria let out a few tears, then called his name softly as if in a trance.
“…Cherta.”
“Yes.”
“Cherta.”