A hot moan escaped from between Rihana’s lips.

Being touched this way on a moving horse was an utterly unfamiliar experience for her. No, since this was the first time a man’s hand had ever touched her intimate areas, she couldn’t call just this experience unfamiliar.

The man behind her, who held the horse’s reins with one hand, continuously teased Rihana’s intimate parts with his other hand. He rode the horse with expert skill that made his slave status seem meaningless.

Setting aside his riding abilities, she couldn’t understand how he knew exactly which spots to touch to make her body instinctively flinch.

‘I should have thought twice before sending the carriage ahead.’

She had a habit of riding alone on horseback after attending imperial banquets, needing the cool breeze, but this time she had momentarily forgotten that the slave was accompanying her and had sent the carriage away out of habit.

Perhaps this act would have been less embarrassing if it had taken place inside the carriage.

She had roughly guessed that the slave the Duchess had entrusted to her was her bedroom slave, but she hadn’t imagined he would be this skilled or soul-stirring. Maybe that virtuous and proper Duchess had enjoyed acts on horseback too.

Rihana squeezed her eyes shut, recognizing that she was no different.

“Lean on me.”

The man poured his pleasant baritone into her ear. Her entire body trembled like electricity was flowing through it at that voice.

“A little more.”

At the sexy baritone stimulating her ear, Rihana instinctively held her breath and clumsily leaned her back against his broad, firm chest.

When alone with her, he always used “I” instead of the formal “this one,” making her still doubt whether he was truly of slave status, but right now she didn’t have the luxury to dwell on such suspicions. The hand that had been teasing her intimate parts over her clothes suddenly slipped inside her clothing.

“Mmh…”

“You need to relax.”

At his coaxing, low-spoken words, Rihana tried to relax her body while tilting her head back. The hand touching her below delivered stimulation too intense to handle.

Pleasure that made her body feel foreign to her crashed over her like a tidal wave along with excitement, burning her mind white. It was a sensation that far exceeded the range of pleasure she had heard about, read about, and imagined. 

She had learned through swordsmanship that theory and practice differed greatly, but with such lewd acts, the gap seemed overwhelmingly vast.

Rihana exhaled hot breath and rested her head against the man’s solid shoulder, looking up at the night sky. The scene of her fiancé entangled with the Princess in the lounge corridor suddenly flashed through her mind, gripping her heart tightly. Something inside her heated body suddenly cooled like a lie.

She already knew well that Casian didn’t love her at all. She also knew that the Princess was constantly targeting him.

The love she had secretly nurtured since falling for him at first sight in childhood had immediately led to asking for an engagement with him when the Emperor offered to grant her anything for her achievements in the northern subjugation. 

If she hadn’t wanted him, Casian would have become the Princess’s fiancé instead of hers by now, and she was clearly an obstacle to them.

“You should focus, my lady.”

“Mmh…”

Seeing through Rihana’s wandering thoughts, Raiden pressed his lips to her earlobe and whispered.

“My lady” again…

Though she heard this word constantly from servants since becoming the head of the Count’s family, somehow when this man said “my lady,” it stirred strange and exciting sensations. How amusing.

The man’s hand that had been gently rubbing through the thicket inside her pants suddenly began penetrating between the split flesh below her v*lva.

“Ah…!”

When startled Rihana tried to close her legs and lean forward, the man’s chin pressed against her shoulder and pulled her toward him, seemingly having anticipated this.

“Hold this.”

Then he placed the horse’s reins he had been holding into her hands. Not a request but a purely commanding tone. Though he was making an effort to use honorifics, it was clearly the speech pattern ingrained in nobles.

Indeed, she wondered if this man was truly of slave status.

Come to think of it, the Duchess who had entrusted this man to her before fleeing had called him her most precious one. 

She had risked danger to entrust only this man to her while fleeing so urgently. She could only vaguely guess that it might have been the Duchess’s love, but she still couldn’t know if he had truly been of slave status.

The man gave Rihana the reins and with his freed hand pressed against her chest, gently pulling her toward him. When Rihana’s body leaned against the man’s chest, he cupped his hand and firmly grasped her br*ast.

The hand that had entered her pants gently rubbed between her split opening, while the hand that gripped her br*ast over her clothes began roughly rolling and slowly kneading it. Both hands moved with amazingly different rhythms, intensity, and actions.

“Hah… mmh… haah…!”

Even in the position of sitting on a horse, his fingers entered between her split l*bia without obstruction and teased her below. The hand that swept from her perineum up to her cl*toris was lewd.

When his middle finger wiped away the love juices from her thoroughly wet v*lva, sweeping upward, an unfamiliar moan flowed from Rihana’s mouth. The intensity of the hand kneading her br*ast noticeably increased at her moan. 

The man kneaded her br*ast several more times, then, seemingly displeased with the feeling of touching through the stiff uniform, lowered his hand and pushed it inside her top.

“Mmh!”

When the cold hand touched her heated bare skin, an aroused moan burst from her mouth involuntarily. The large hand enveloped her br*ast, which had broken out in goosebumps. Her bare chest touching his palm was helplessly crushed messily in his grasp. 

The man who had been continuously kneading her br*ast suddenly raised his index finger and began circling her protruding n*pple.

“Ah…!”

At the touch that simultaneously teased her n*pples and v*lva, Rihana’s body burned hot. Her back touching the man’s chest was also burning hot. Her lower abdomen felt itchy while her entire body tingled with an unfamiliar sensation, causing her pupils to begin moistening. 

The horse’s reins gripped tightly in both hands had become something she merely held. If her beloved horse hadn’t memorized the way to the Count’s estate, they surely would have gotten lost in the middle of the forest.

“Mmh… mmh…”

The finger that had been persistently teasing the split opening of her v*lva suddenly attempted to enter between her vaginal opening that had never been opened before.

“Ah!”

Until that moment, Rihana had no idea that the caressing they were doing was merely the beginning stage of such acts.

The man wrapped his arm around her waist and lifted her slightly with his grip strength, then pushed his long middle finger deep inside the split opening.

“Ah, haah…!”

“Hoo…”

The man’s voice exhaling hot breath behind her was incredibly lewd. She wasn’t unaware that the hard, hot thing she felt near her tailbone was his excited member.

Though this was her first time receiving a man’s touch, she was well-versed enough in theory to have commanded hundreds of men. Of course, this was all thanks to Letia, her old friend and vice-captain of the knights.

Living with her free-spirited and lustful nature for so long, she had learned about s*x whether she wanted to or not, and read lewd books she didn’t want to read. So when she was younger, she often imagined having s*x with her fiancé. Of course, her fiancé had never laid a finger on her until now.

Well, she understood that part. Who would want to embrace a woman who wielded only swords 365 days a year in uniform with no makeup, when there were countless beautiful ladies of the empire in gorgeous dresses and beautiful makeup?

This man touching her body and making lewd moans behind her would be unusual if anything. 

No, this man might have a strong sense of duty. Seeing his new master suffering from her fiancé’s affair, he might be willingly providing this service to lessen that pain even a little.

In any case, due to the man’s low moans, her inner walls that were biting his finger tightened, ready to devour the invader, regardless of her will. Rihana began whimpering involuntarily, somehow frightened by the unfamiliar pleasure that was painful yet made her curl her toes.

‘Shall I help you forget, my lady?’

She suddenly remembered the man covering her eyes with his low voice in front of the lounge. She had been quite shocked by witnessing her fiancé’s affair with her own eyes and had allowed him without knowing that “making her forget” meant this. This act, this behavior, was the result of clinging to him like his words about making her forget were a lifeline.

“Waah!”

The man rubbed his lips against the forehead of Rihana, who was leaning her head against his chest with her chin raised, letting out tear-mixed moans, while rubbing and massaging her n*pples with his thumb and index finger and increasing the speed of the finger penetrating the tightly gripping hole.

“No… mmh, I don’t like it…! Hah…!”

When the man’s finger pressed against her inner walls and stirred in circles, Rihana shook her head and whimpered.

“Shh. You should say you like it, not that you don’t, my lady.”

“Mmh, hah… no… mmh! Sob!”

“May I kiss you?”

The man asked, having removed the hand that had been teasing her br*ast and now gripping the chin of Rihana, who was shaking her head vigorously in denial.

A kiss. Rihana’s eyes widened at that word. She had never done it even once. Of course, this kind of act was also her first time, but wasn’t a first kiss precious in a different way?

“I’m dying to suck your tongue, my lady.”

“…!”

“If I rub you down there like this while kissing, it feels amazing, you know? I’ll make you come hard, so trust me and leave it to me, okay?”

Her face blazed with heat. The vulgar words she had never heard before somehow made her entire body tingle. The man’s voice uttering those vulgar words was also thick with excitement.

Perhaps that was why these crude words didn’t disgust her but excited her like crazy instead.

Instead of giving permission, Rihana turned her head to look up at the man. His sculptured face came down at an angle and pressed lips together.

Her first kiss. For Rihana, this was the first kiss of her life. Her first kiss happened to be on horseback with the Duchess’s bedroom slave.

She belatedly thought it had been the wrong permission to give, but the tongue that persistently opened her tightly closed lips and slipped in like silk was softer and warmer than expected, so she ended up thinking that the location and partner of her first kiss didn’t matter at all.

The man’s hand gripped Rihana’s chin so she couldn’t move and ravaged every corner of her mouth. He bit and sucked her lips like he would devour them, inserted his tongue to thoroughly explore her upper and lower teeth. 

He pressed and stabbed the soft inner walls of her mouth, then captured her small tongue that was lost and didn’t know what to do, pulling it into his mouth.

Rihana trembled her eyebrows and continuously made pained sounds at the intense kiss she was experiencing for the first time. The man persistently entwined her tongue and sucked her saliva. 

At the dense kiss that made her mind go white and the continuous stimulation teasing her below, Rihana couldn’t think of anything and surrendered her body to the waves of pleasure the man gave her.

This day was the day Rihana witnessed with her own eyes the affair scene of the fiancé she had loved unrequitedly for so long, and also the day she entrusted her body to a man for the first time in her life.