Her round buttocks, which had been grinding in all directions, began pounding up and down as if overcome with excitement. He wanted to thr*st his hips along with her, but d*mn it! His body wouldn’t obey. Then again, after sleeping for six months and being awake for barely two weeks, it was remarkable that even one of his legs could stand. He felt he had fulfilled his duty as a husband. Above all, seeing Belita enjoying herself so much filled him with satisfaction.

Her two differently sized br*asts bounced rhythmically with her pounding, swaying with a time difference. He twisted her n*pple, still full of milk, and milky liquid dripped down. Seeing the milk flow in droplets around the *reola was both magnificent and somehow made him feel it was a waste.

That’s my child’s food, what a waste to spill it like this.

He quickly bit into her br*ast and sucked hard, causing Belita to m*an “Aahng!” with a face full of satisfaction.

Yes, you bounce away, I’ll just s*ck on your milk, he thought as he tightened the corners of his mouth and sucked fervently. Pulling like milking a cow, he applied such strong pressure that his cheeks hollowed, and the milk gushed down his throat. But as the pressure of his sucking increased, so did the pressure of her hole around his c*ck. It felt like all the s*men in his balls would be sucked into her body.

As she clenched tightly and bounced wildly up and down, the sensation was too good to bear any longer. Feeling his limit approaching, Rian wrapped his arms around her waist and made her pause briefly. But Belita, already close to cl*max, continued grinding frantically back and forth with his c*ck fully engulfed. With his shaft tightly gripped by her soft flesh and being worked in all directions, he was truly at his limit.

Moreover, her lewd appearance—her face contorted as if about to cry yet moving diligently to find her pleasure—captivated him visually as well. All his bodily senses were completely focused on her. And soon the pleasure rose to the point where goosebumps spread across his entire body.

“Kuh, Belita.”

“Hmm, hmm, hahmm, Rian…!”

As Belita devoured his lips and shook her hips, Rian grabbed her br*asts and rolled his tongue at her sensual m*ans and actions. His balls twitched, preparing to release his s*men. He wrapped his tongue around her small, desperately moving tongue and entangled with it intensely. And he surrendered his body to her movements.

Belita, reaching the peak of her cl*max, tightly squeezed her hole and froze as if paralyzed. As she trembled and tensed her lower body, Rian also released his s*men in a satisfying stream. Ah…. He wanted to do more, but since she had the authority, he had to experience an unwanted end to their s*x. How disappointing.

Would she do it again if he asked? Without even having time to enjoy the pleasure of *jaculation, Rian tightly embraced Belita. Thinking she might get swept up in the mood and move again if he aroused her in this state, he kissed her nape and gently rubbed their connected parts to build excitement again. Their two holes had released so much that the joining was a mess of slick fl*ids.

Belita, who had buried her face in his shoulder and was panting as if catching her breath, slowly raised her head. Could she not feel his caresses? Her pink eyes, now conscious, stared at him intently. Then she cupped his cheeks and gave his lips a quick kiss. Not satisfied with just that, she smiled brightly and asked.

“Are you okay? Does anything hurt?”

Why were her flushed cheeks and concerned expression so beautiful? But this pretty face showed no intention of continuing. As she slowly raised her body to remove him from inside her, he gripped her waist tightly again. Her eyes widened in surprise, but then she smiled softly and whispered in his ear.

“If you behave, I’ll use my mouth in the carriage.”

With that single sentence, the strength in his hands magically drained away. As if nothing had happened, Belita lightly got down and patted her crumpled skirt before turning away coolly.

Rian stared blankly at her as she headed to the bathroom, then looked down at his still *rect c*ck. His c*ck, soaked in both their fl*ids, twitched as if disappointed. While lamenting his pitiful state, he was momentarily dazed by her unfamiliar behavior.

Ha…. Was that really Belita on top of me just now? Who turned Belita into that?

He didn’t understand why he felt so conquered. He felt like an innocent, naive young man who had lost his first purity to a sensual woman and couldn’t come to his senses from the taste of it. Covering his eyes and sighing deeply, Rian chuckled. Even in this situation, her promise to s*ck his c*ck in the carriage remained stuck in his mind, making his shameless c*ck grow even larger.

He couldn’t tell if Belita had grown stronger or if he had grown weaker.

After finishing her shower and coming out, his c*ck, which had briefly died down, became vigorously *rect again at her touch as she wiped it with a wet towel. Whether she knew his condition or not, Belita simply focused on her task.

Ah, what humiliation was this? Glaring at his useless legs, he resolved to exercise desperately starting tomorrow. And he was determined that when they returned, he would erase all of today’s humiliation by taking her throughout the entire mansion.

“It’s hideous.”

“What?”

“Soon all three legs will be the same length.”

With her face flushed red, she spoke so boldly as if she were tough. The urge to push down that small head and thr*st his c*ck up to her throat boiled within him.

“So you like it, right?”

“Maybe.”

Her smirking face, pretending to be composed, was laughable. Soon, he would fill that face with tears. He would take her again and again until she begged for mercy.

Whether she knew his thoughts or not, Belita continued to smile as she cleaned his c*ck thoroughly. After their intense lovemaking, Belita nestled in his arms and told him stories of what had happened during his absence.

Most of these stories were, of course, about their child. How pretty his lips were when suckling milk, how his sleeping face looked angelic when he smiled. Listening to her, Rian felt an intense desire to see him. Could it be the call of blood for a child he had never seen? Just hearing about him made Rian feel warm.

Watching Belita chattering about everything that had happened until late into the night, Rian felt a sense of security. Who would have thought that just having this small woman beside him could make him feel so comfortable? Above all, why was Belita’s somehow brighter demeanor compared to before so lovable?

It seemed that coming back from death had revived his frozen emotional cells as well.

As her chattering voice gradually turned into mumbling and she fell into deep sleep, Rian kissed her forehead and held her tight. This current happiness felt like a dream. If he hadn’t been able to save Belita then and she had been lying here like this, neither the child’s life nor her life could have been guaranteed. If that had happened… haah…. The thought alone made him dizzy and chilled his heart. If such a thing had happened, his personality might have been completely shattered.

Exhaling deeply, Rian closed his eyes gently. And he recalled the childhood dream he had seen while lying down. A small child always crouched in fear. A child who was brighter than anyone but never learned to smile. A child who had more love than anyone but grew up not knowing what love was.

He reached out his hand to the child still crouched alone in a small corner, crying. After looking up at him for a long time with tears hanging from his eyes, the child hesitantly stood up and rushed into his arms. The outstretched hand paused in midair. Then soon, he gently stroked the child’s back. The child cried for quite a while in his arms, as if trying to release all his sorrows.

It felt like being forgiven by young Rian for creating two personalities and abandoning his past forever. Tears flowed, but he smiled. It felt like a frozen heart melting in the warm spring sunshine. He held young Rian for a long time and cried together with him.

He opened his closed eyes at Belita’s fidgeting movement. Holding her closer, Rian thought about what lay ahead. The only thing left was the issue with Lovia. Once that was resolved, he planned to focus solely on Belita and their child for a while. It might be nice to build a house and live somewhere without the rainy season. After this incident, Belita’s trauma might have worsened.

Should I just hand over the Grand Duchy to my brother? It’s such a bother.

Grinning with thoughts full of flowers, Rian buried his face in her nape. He closed his eyes, using her peaceful pulse, so similar to her nature, as a lullaby. Ah… when had his heart grown so much? The thought that he couldn’t live even a day without this woman now strongly took hold of him.

“Take responsibility for me for life. I won’t let you go even if I die.”

As he held her tighter as if to never let her go, Belita’s body hugged Rian back as if answering that she understood.