Chapter 12 (Part 3)

As his young wife clung to him, Edarson felt his mind going blank. While steadily holding the back of her head and embracing her waist with his other hand, he was overwhelmed by all these first-time experiences.

Her mouth was small and narrow. Her teeth, her palate, and the tongue that cutely entangled his were all small. 

Then how narrow would it be down there…?

In the midst of that thought, what had been er*ect every day swelled up again. Feeling it, Ellenia’s movements also stopped.

Not missing that moment, he rose and climbed on top of his wife. Ellenia’s flushed face was framed by his two arms.

What was on her face was a small expectation and a much larger fear.

She had been forced to be a modest and demure woman during her childhood. Even when sent off according to the marriage contract, she had not been educated on how to handle marital relations.

There had only been curses and beatings, saying that she would surely be lustful because dirty blood flowed in her veins.

‘Isn’t my grandfather’s blood also flowing in me?’

At that thought, Ellenia found everything futile. Even if she acted demurely, even if she didn’t consummate the marriage, she had been steadily punished.

Ellenia reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Not missing the small peace that crossed her face, Edarson hurriedly bit her ear. He bit her ear, then her neckline, below her collarbone, and the hollow beyond… deep kisses came down in close succession as if trying to leave no small space untouched.

The sensation of his lips landing and lifting was both sticky and ticklish, making Ellenia twist her body again. Something hard touched her twisting thigh.

What had always been like that when he slept holding her, what had been like that when he exhaled as if troubled.

Before she knew it, all the b*ttons on her back had been undone. With Edarson’s impatient movements, the indoor dress slipped down to her waist. With the dress pulled down to her waist, Edarson paused for a moment.

Through the thin n*gligee, the silhouette of her body was clear. The center was a darker color than the rest, and the tips were plumply raised.

“…It must have hurt.”

However, what caught Edarson’s eye was something entirely different. The yellow mark left on her shoulder…

It was the spot where she had fallen off the bed and hit when he first witnessed Ellenia’s condition. The bruised area had turned blue, then purple, and finally yellow, with the mark itself gradually fading away.

Edarson slowly rubbed that spot. His hand was hot, and Ellenia, feeling the chill on her bare shoulder, burrowed deeper into his hand. Edarson’s kiss landed there.

It was a mark of his failure to protect her properly. It happened because he didn’t know anything and didn’t guard her nights with a sincere heart.

He sucked deeply as if trying to cover it with his lips, then swallowed her slender shoulder whole, and licked the tightly closed armpit with the tip of his tongue.

Ellenia’s face turned bright red as she chuckled from the ticklish sensation.

“It’s, it’s embarrassing.”

“It can get even more embarrassing.”

Edarson’s lips stretched into a long smile. While Ellenia couldn’t take her eyes off the change in his expression, his teeth pulled down the front of her n*gligee.

Her pale chest dangled out. Edarson’s hand, which had been staring at the bouncing sight as if it were unfamiliar, reached out and touched it. Grasping the soft, round flesh, it filled his hand. The skin that spilled out between his rough and dark fingers looked even whiter.

As if familiarizing himself with the unfamiliar texture, he fondled it a few times, then rolled the er*ect part in the center with his palm.

“…Hah.”

A sound of swallowed breath came from between Ellenia’s small teeth. A flicker of heat shone in Edarson’s green eyes.

“Hmm, hmm…”

His tongue circled around it, licked the base, and then brushed the flat part at the top. Meanwhile, his other hand slipped inside the n*gligee and imprinted the feel of the other br*ast into his hand.

As the tingling sensation repeated, repeated, and repeated, it felt ticklish inside her chest. Like thin layers of paint applied on a canvas to produce a vivid color, the sparks created a strange sense that was unbearable yet desirable.

Ellenia’s thin fingers ruffled Edarson’s curly black hair while another part of her hand tickled the edge of her husband’s chest.

Rumble, at that moment, a familiar and loathsome sound came from afar.

Startled, Edarson looked up at his wife’s face. Her face, which had been flushed with faint heat, did not show the distinct traces of sorrow that usually appeared during a storm.

It was a bit puzzling for Ellenia as well.

Throughout the day, her body felt heavy, and the rain grew thicker, making her despair as she anticipated the impending thunderstorm. That’s why she had thought it would be better to engage in the feared intercourse to repay her husband’s patience.

“…Are you okay?”

Even at such a time, her patient husband was concerned about her.

Had there ever been a time when kindness didn’t dwell in those eyes?

Even the moment he greeted her and carried her light luggage, what Ellenia read in his gaze was kindness.

If it was a type of look she had never received before, it was surely kindness, warmth, or goodwill, something like that.

Ellenia smiled softly to herself and placed her hand over his hand that was holding her chest.

“There’s nothing that isn’t okay with you, my lord.”

Swish, in the brief silence that followed, the sound of rain echoed above their heads.

Edarson moved up and swallowed Ellenia’s lips. Licking her lower lip, his tongue entered, making Ellenia gasp for breath. She clung to him closely, not giving in.

“…Hng!”

The hand that had been kneading her br*ast now parted the lower gap. The unfamiliar sensation made her moan, which was swallowed by Edarson’s mouth.

So, this is where it goes in.

His fingertips traced the folds at her entrance.

“Hah, ahh, mm…”

The sharp sensation seemed to reach the top of her head, making Ellenia arch her back and neck while swallowing her husband’s rough kisses. As she entwined her legs around him, Edarson felt like he was going to lose his mind. He hadn’t known that his manhood could become so hard.

His hand movements below became more urgent. Parting the folds and entering deeply, his fingers became wet and smeared the outer l*bia. The moist friction ar*used a strange excitement. Squelch, squelch, the sound of wet friction echoed.

Just when she felt a bit more curious about it.

‘Indeed, a lewd wretch!’

Ellenia, her ears turning bright red, unknowingly shrank back. Her mouth, which had been receiving his tongue, pulled away.

“Sob, Gran, Grandfather, this, that, uh…”

Fragmented words mumbled in her mouth. Edarson was bewildered but thought that it was proof she was being stimulated. Maybe the new sensation was too overwhelming.

Though he guessed the cause correctly, he misunderstood its meaning. Edarson continued his hand movements steadfastly. His fingers caught on the plump flesh that had swelled up at the end of his movements.

“Ah!”

At the unintended touch, Ellenia jerked up in his arms. Holding her bruised shoulder, Edarson deeply sucked on her collarbone and gently licked the hollow below while continuing his hand movements.

Two of his fingers moved in and out of her depths, while his thumb circled the sensitive nub. The sensation was twice as intense as when he touched her br*asts, building and building below.

Her legs trembled, and her toes felt like they were on fire.

“Hah, too, too, haah, it’s, it’s strange…”

Her high-pitched voice seemed not to reach him, as Edarson’s left hand continued its relentless stimulation. Now, with three fingers thrusting inside her, they came out soaked and teased her petals.