“You’re good.”

“……At what?”

“Kissing.”

“That’s because I had a good teacher.”

“If you had a good teacher, you should say ‘thanks to you.'”

“Yes, thanks to you, I’ve become a Grand Duchess who’s good at kissing.”

“Congratulations.”

“……”

He sucked on her lower lip again before releasing it. His gaze was extremely affectionate.

“Belita.”

“……Yes.”

“Did I look that horrible to you?”

Her heart ached at his words. Seeing his suddenly serious tone and expression, she worried that he might have been hurt.

“……It’s not like that.”

“Then?”

“It’s just…… the confusion of encountering someone different from me for the first time, something like that. It wasn’t horrible.”

“Can you adapt to it?”

“I have to. For better or worse, you’re my husband.”

“Was there ever a ‘better’ time?”

“Of course not.”

“……Kuk. You’ve changed a lot.”

“Thanks to you, I’ve grown a bit of a thick skin. When you face fear constantly, it sometimes starts to feel familiar.”

At her provocative answer, Rian giggled and buried his face in her neck. Then he took a deep breath, “Hmm, haah……” inhaling and exhaling loudly.

At the sound of the man’s sigh, which seemed both dejected and bitter, Belita quietly waited for him to speak. The fact that a man who could pounce on her at any moment was taking his time suggested he had something to say. And not long after, the voice she had been waiting for was heard again.

“That confession.”

“?”

“It was me. Not that bastard.”

“……Yes.”

“And this time, I’m not saying it for fun.”

“……Yes.”

“And.”

“……”

The man paused again and nuzzled her neck. Sensing his hesitation, Belita quietly waited for him to speak once more.

“I think that bastard has become sincere about you too.”

“……Is that so.”

Thinking he might be listening, Belita answered his words halfheartedly. The two men’s personalities were so different that she feared Crazy Rian might become violent again if she reacted too strongly.

“You’re lucky. Having so many people who love you.”

“……Huh, it is nice. I couldn’t even remember the last time I was loved. My luck has finally turned around.”

The atmosphere somehow turned bitter. The words they exchanged, the voices they used—everything felt both sorrowful and stifling. Belita continued the mood and asked something she was curious about.

“What about you?”

“What?”

“When was the last time you received love?”

“……Love…… I don’t remember ever receiving that interesting thing.”

“……”

“So now I’d like to receive some. From you.”

Belita’s eyes widened at the man’s intense gaze as he suddenly lifted his head to meet her eyes. Soon after, she smiled faintly and embraced Rian’s neck again. Today, his expression looked particularly pitiful. Like a child truly craving love.

Perhaps that’s why, rather than being afraid of him, she now wanted to hold him.

“That depends on what you do.”

“What?”

“I’ll share my love depending on how faithful you are to your primal instincts.”

“Ha! So you’ll share your love based on whether this bastard or I f*ck you better?”

Belita covered Rian’s mouth as he shouted and frowned while scolding him.

“Watch your mouth! Can’t a Grand Duke filter such vulgar language?”

“I told you this is how I am. You seem to be misunderstanding something—this bastard is me, and I am this bastard. So not just me, but this bastard can say such things too.”

“Hmph, thanks for the useful information.”

“……This woman, have you really lost all fear?”

As he growled again showing his teeth, Belita gently caressed his philtrum with its short stubble, lowered the corner of her mouth, and smirked.

“I thought you were a fearsome beast, but it turns out you’re just a child who only knows how to throw tantrums. So now instead of being afraid, I want to hold you, like this.”

Belita pulled Rian’s neck close and gently stroked the back of his head. Perhaps too caught up in the mood, she unconsciously patted Rian’s bare b*ttocks playfully.

“Oh my, my baby. Were you hungry for love? If you stop throwing tantrums from now on, I might give you plenty of love…!”

Suddenly, her hand, which had been patting his firm b*ttocks, froze in midair. His eyes transformed into those of a terrifying beast. Only then realizing what she had done, Belita withdrew her trembling hand. Her hair stood on end, and beads of sweat formed on her philtrum.

“Ha! You must have never seen a real tantrum-throwing child.”

“Ri-Rian. Th-that’s not—aaack!”

Belita let out a shrill scream as he suddenly moved down and bit her n*pple hard. As she glared at him with tears in her eyes from the pain, the man, with one corner of his mouth raised, licked her n*pple and spoke languidly.

“Why does it get hard when a tantrum-throwing child sucks on it?”

“Ugh, stop it!”

When she tried to push away his dark head, he grabbed both her wrists and spread them wide, pinning them down. Suddenly lying spread-eagled, Belita began to struggle and resist.

“Tonight, let’s see you cry while being f*cked all night by a child who only knows how to throw tantrums. Then you’ll become a tantrum-throwing child too. A lewd child begging for more.”

“Hah, I-I’m sorry. It was just a joke! Hnng, I-I was wrong…! Ahk! Hngg….”

His sticky tongue pressed firmly against her n*pple, teasing it before suddenly taking it into his mouth. He chewed on it, then stimulated the ar*ola with tickling movements. He stuck out his tongue, circling around the n*pple to tease her, then occasionally sucking it in—the stimulation gradually drove her crazy.

“Today I’m just going to suck until you beg me to put it in, so bear with it well.”

“Hngg…. Don’t do that…. Hih!”

“Then try begging me to put it in.”

“Tch…. No thanks!”

“Really? Fine. I’ll bite and suck until your p*ssy melts into a puddle, so prepare yourself.”

“Aah…! W-wait a moment! Ri-Ri, haah!”

He moved down so quickly she had no time to catch him, and spreading her legs wide, Rian buried his face between them without mercy. As if he had made up his mind, he immediately began sucking persistently on her cl*toris.

“Aaahng! Rian, hngk…! It’s t-too strong!”

“Come. I’ll eat as much as you give.”

“Hng, hngg…. I-I was, hnng…! wrong! Hng…! Aahng!”

It felt like her entire p*ssy was being sucked into the man’s wide-open mouth. He scraped her cl*toris with his teeth, flicked it with his tongue, mercilessly sucked it in, and shook his head. Belita’s body seemed to malfunction, constantly jerking at the intense stimulation from below, and she felt she would soon be driven to climax.

“Slurp. Don’t come yet. I won’t let you go easily.”

“Hng, Rian….”

As she tensed her trembling legs, he suddenly rose and pushed her upward. He leaned her back against the headboard of the bed and pulled a pillow to support her back.

“What are you going to do now…!”

“Watch like you did that time.”

“What…?”

“Watch carefully how deliciously I devour this lewd p*ssy. Then you’ll soon be begging me to f*ck you.”

“Ugh…. Rian! I-I hate this! Haah…!”

With her upper body forcibly raised, Belita tightly closed her eyes at the sight of the man devouring her lower region. He flicked his tongue and quietly threatened her.

“Open your eyes.”

As she slightly opened her eyes, he spread her slit wide open and extended his tongue to lick her slowly from bottom to top.

Ungh….

Seeing such a sight for the first time in her life, Belita trembled violently and released a flood of fluid. This scene of him sucking her down there felt even more lewd and exciting than the penetration scene she had seen in the carriage.

“Hmm, looks like you’re loving this.”

“Haa, haa! S-stop it!”

When she covered her face with both hands in shame, Rian cheerfully threatened her as if he had found an interesting toy.

“From now on, if you close your eyes, or cover your face, or look away from my face.”

“!”

“I’ll go suck you in the corridor. You know I’ll do it if I say I will, right?”

“You crazy man! Aah! Hng!”

He buried his lips deeply again and not only licked her wetly but also thrust his thick finger into her hole. Belita gritted her teeth but couldn’t take her eyes off Rian’s face. She knew better than anyone that this madman would actually do what he threatened.

The sight of the man pleasuring her down there was insanely lewd. Of course, even knowing his personality was split in two, she still couldn’t shake the cold impression from their first meeting or the proper Grand Duke’s demeanor when he interacted with her. This side of him remained unfamiliar and strange.

Belita was mortified yet couldn’t look away from his lustful gaze as he licked and matched her rhythm, savoring parts of herself that even she hadn’t properly seen before.

“Hngh….”

Slurp, suck, slurp. The sight of him deliberately making obscene sounds, taking her entire p*ssy into his mouth and rolling his tongue around was incomparably lewd, enough to make her whole body shiver.

Though she should have pushed him away, Belita’s lower region continuously leaked fluid as she found herself entranced, unable to stop watching. As his thick fingers constantly stirred her hole and his mouth sucked on her red flesh, Belita had to cover her mouth and whimper.

“Hng!”

“Haah…. It drives me crazy how much more arousing you look when you’re holding back. No one would ever guess the proper Lady Royte could make such a lewd expression.”