Anyone can guarantee this was beyond Cherry’s expectations.
“Ah, wait a moment…!”
A small hand pushed against his chest. His upper body, woven with solid muscle, pressed his robust physique forward, mocking that gesture. The handsome face of Ufkhan, the kingdom’s war hero, wore a wickedly pleasing smile.
That refreshing grin captured her blurred vision. Sweat droplets ran down his deeply tanned skin and perfect body. She couldn’t dare look away from the man’s scent mingling with the scorching heat.
Cherry stared at Ufkhan in a daze and came to her own conclusion.
‘I’m really weak to handsome faces.’
She couldn’t help but be aware of her disheveled clothing and her own ruined appearance.
To be entranced by a face even in this state.
Absurdly, she was pinning this entire situation on her weakness for handsome men. Cherry always had a peculiarly naive side to her.
“Hngh…!”
His member, which had been rubbing against her wet entrance, pushed into the narrow opening like he knew she was thinking of other things. Her twitching entrance was struggling to open a difficult path for his thick member.
Panting mingled with the trembling of her slender body. The taste of heat she already knew made her pale skin flush and even her eyes sting.
“Ah…!”
Just before tears could well up at the corners of her eyes, his member thrust inside. Her mind grew distantly hazy at the sensation of being filled tightly. What caught her flickering consciousness wasn’t the one pounding into her.
“I’m jealous.”
The platinum-haired count who had been cradling her head, Ludwig Raymond, kissed Cherry’s forehead. The man she looked up at seemed as noble as a delicately sculpted angel. He lowered his head and kissed Cherry’s lips deeply.
“Mmph…!”
His long, shimmering hair curtained off Cherry’s vision. The golden threads reflecting the light were endlessly beautiful. Separately from that, she felt suffocated as pressure built up. His wet tongue slipped in and ravaged her hot mouth. Just like the thing relentlessly digging into the space between her spread legs.
Hah. Their lips parted with a briefly exhaled moan. She barely gasped for breath, but there was no respite. She’d been cornered for a while now.
Ufkhan, who had been glaring savagely at Cherry and Ludwig’s kiss, thrust below. Thwap—with the sound of flesh striking flesh, Cherry’s mouth gaped wide open.
It was overwhelming.
Cherry’s eyes clouded with heat. Ludwig laughed as he admired this delightful sight. Like he was answering Ufkhan’s burning gaze.
“What should we do, Cherry? It seems neither I nor the hero have hearts as generous as the male leads in books.”
“Ah, wait… Hnngh…!”
The book she’d been desperately clutching in futile gestures fell to the floor. On the red hardcover book that landed on the carpet was written the novel’s title.
‘The Lady’s Escapades, Volume 3.’
It was the final volume of the currently most famous underground er*tic novel Cherry loved and had been waiting for so eagerly.
The content featured a heroine who seemed not just open-minded but almost foolish, seducing various handsome men. She hadn’t finished reading it yet, so she didn’t know how it concluded.
She’d had heart-fluttering imaginings about who the heroine might end up with. Or perhaps she’d just live with all of them together.
But a situation like this.
‘You didn’t say three people could do it together!’
It was Cherry’s fault for not reading the final volume.
The hand that dropped the book flailed about on the bed. Watching that pitiful sight, Ufkhan pulled her wandering arm to make her embrace his neck. He frowned at the pressure squeezing his c*ck, yet still smiled.
“If you seduced us, you have to take responsibility, yeah?”
“Ah, ahhng…!”
His handsome smile was utterly fierce. Ludwig blocked Cherry’s helplessly crying lips. Only after leisurely inhaling her panting scent did he whisper to her.
“Cunning Cherry.”
His voice was as sly and sweet as a snake biting into fruit. Both men were captured in Cherry’s eyes. The distant night’s pleasure was soaring, tracing a deep trajectory.