Ivlik laughed softly. Hearing that sound made her feel strange. She could imagine Ivlik looking at her complaining self with eyes that seemed to say he found her adorable. He said he wanted to hold me from the moment he first saw me. Cedine recalled his words from earlier. That he had liked her since then.

Although affection and lust are separate realms, at this moment, she could feel both of those from Ivlik simultaneously. You’re beautiful, Cedine. You’re lovely. I want to possess all of you. The heat in his gaze was a bit overwhelming. She could feel it even with her eyes closed.

“Of course not. How could you have nothing to do, Cedine?”

There was a sound of something being picked up, opened, and taken out. At the sound of what seemed to be packaging being torn, Cedine realized he had taken out a condom. Shortly after, the tip, smoothly covered in rubber, firmly pressed against Cedine’s plump cl*toris. The tip of the flesh pillar, which seemed about to fall away, stimulated her cl*toris again, then poked it several times before sliding down along the split crevice.

Cedine moaned at the feeling of the tip sliding down, digging into her flesh. As she involuntarily tensed up, the area around Cedine’s entrance puckered.

Ivlik placed the thick part of his palm against her mound and slowly rubbed it in circles. A dull stimulation pushed into the swollen bud that seemed ready to burst at the slightest touch, filled with moisture.

“Ungh… Ha, ahh…”

Pleasure began to rise. Her body, having already experienced one climax, quickly heated up even at small stimulations. Just as her petals, which had been fluttering as if to suck in Ivlik’s manhood, opened outward, he began to push in from the entrance at an excruciatingly slow pace.

“Ah, ugh…”

“Just a little, just a little more, Cedine.”

“Hnng…”

“Relax. Yes, like that…”

How much further would he enter? Surely he hasn’t put it all in yet? Although her insides were already soft with various pleasures, it was still challenging to fully accept Ivlik. It was so thick, heavy, and substantial that it felt like not just her inner walls, but her lower abdomen was being filled.

“Haa, finally… Cedine…”

Ivlik kissed her cheek.

“It’s in.”

“Mmm…”

“Would it be hard for you if I move right away? I suppose it would be, right? But… I can’t just stay inserted like this all night either.”

He said such chilling words so casually.

“Gently, little by little…”

Ivlik moved. At first, as he said, it was just small thrusts inside. The thick manhood rubbed against her inner walls within a range of about one finger joint. The feeling of being touched densely within a narrow amplitude was both tingling and ticklish.

As Cedine’s moans changed slightly, Ivlik began to pull his hips back further. The dull afterglow hadn’t completely faded yet, but a strange s*xual sensation was also rising from within. Then, as Ivlik’s movements gradually quickened, the sounds Cedine made became higher and sharper.

“Ah! Ah, aah! Ivlik, hnng…!”

“It’s only, the beginning.”

Ivlik let out a moan between his teeth.

“I already want to do it again. No, I don’t want this to end.”

“Hah! Hnng… Aah…!”

“I wish we could melt like this, and stick together… Stay like this forever.”

A fast and intense wave-like sensation was rushing over Cedine. Cedine exhaled rapid breaths with her mouth open, then was seized by the impulse to see Ivlik. She didn’t want to reach the end of her first time with her vision blocked like this.

But Ivlik gently refused Cedine’s request to remove the scarf. As if to prevent her from asking again, he slipped his hands under Cedine’s b*ttocks and gripped them firmly. The speed at which his c*ck entered and exited became much faster. He seemed intent on making her reach climax like this.

“Ah, Ivlik…! Ah, too much, aah!”

Cedine writhed so much that her waist lifted off the bed. In doing so, she discovered that she could loosen the scarf each time the back of her head pressed against the pillow. Ivlik seemed completely intoxicated by the pleasure Cedine’s body was giving him, unaware that she was thinking of something else.

If he catches on, he’ll definitely switch to a different tool that won’t fall for such tricks. Cedine continued to move her body while forcibly suppressing the rapidly approaching sense of climax. She pretended to shake her head due to pleasure. During this time, the scarf gradually loosened to the point where she could push it up against something.

‘Soon… Now’s the time.’

Cedine, who had been waiting for an opportunity all along, brought her face close to her forearm and pushed the scarf up in one go. Her vision suddenly brightened. It took a few seconds for objects to come into focus properly.

Everything had been led by Ivlik since she stepped into the bedroom. It was all Ivlik — blindfolding Cedine, licking her lower parts while making lewd sounds, adjusting his movements while observing her reactions.

He seemed to know everything. She thought he knew clearly what would happen next and was holding Cedine leisurely, but.

‘His expression…’

Ivlik’s face was contorted. It was difficult to simply describe his expression—a mix of pleasure, pain, and indescribable emotion—as merely erotic.

‘He looks like he’s about to cry…’

He really looked like he was holding back sobs. As he moved while looking down at Cedine’s white belly, he suddenly felt her gaze on him and raised his eyes. Cedine’s face was reflected in his bloodshot golden eyes.

“Ivlik.”

“No…”

“I wanted to feel while looking at you… I was curious, so…”

“No, ah…”

Cedine’s insides were so wet that her juices squelched and flowed out every time he pulled out. Those warm, moist inner walls clung even more to Ivlik’s c*ck. Ivlik let out a suppressed moan at the feeling of being enveloped as if melting the thin rubber covering the surface.

“Cedine, if you squeeze like that… Ungh…”

Ivlik collapsed on top of Cedine. He moved his hips wildly as if he could no longer control his movements. A frighteningly intense sensation of arousal was rising from where they were tightly joined. Climax was right before them. Cedine called Ivlik’s name while letting out heated moans.

He mumbled something and then kissed Cedine. Whether it was to stop her from calling his name anymore, or because he had been dying to kiss her from the start, was unknown. Just the vivid sensation of their tongues intertwining stimulated Cedine, and soon after, Cedine’s scream-like sound was swallowed into Ivlik’s mouth.

* * *

‘I mustn’t forget the root of the problem while being intoxicated by such great happiness.’

Ivlik had to remind himself of this several times a day. The first night with Cedine, which he had longed for. The first intimate encounter, which he had already imagined tens of thousands of times in his dirty mind, was breathtakingly good. Imagination could never catch up to reality.

That trembling, body heat, the feeling of joining, even the climax they reached while looking at each other.

After the first night, the two clung to each other at all times. Most of the time it was Ivlik who pounced on Cedine with wild eyes, but unbelievably, there were a few times when Cedine hinted that she wanted to do it first.

[Standing against the wall… is it possible? I remember reading it somewhere, so…]

When his lovely wife stares at the wall and mumbles such words, there’s no way Ivlik Wintermore’s reason could remain intact. Before he could even ask where she had read such a thing, his body moved first. Ivlik showed her that s*x was possible not only standing against the wall but also with her back turned, leaning on the wall.

They had already gone through four boxes of condoms, which he had thought might not need to be opened before the season changed. Even newlyweds who married for love probably wouldn’t explore each other’s bodies this passionately.

‘Do I dare to enjoy such happiness?’

Ivlik soon dismissed his doubts. He was afraid that his continued doubts might provoke God. If God really exists, that is. He might look down at Ivlik Wintermore from heaven and say, ‘Right. Why did I make such a mistake?’ and take away the opportunity.

If he opens his eyes one day and finds himself in the empty, dark mansion again. Whether the cause was a misfire or whatever, if he ends up breathing there again without Cedine, having failed even at suicide.

‘Eliminating Duke Crotsfield. Let’s think of that as the top priority.’

Ivlik returned to the most crucial issue. He can’t feel at ease until he kills that man. But for that, he needs the cooperation of his sister-in-law, Karen Liere. When Karen isn’t carrying out operations, she’s in charge of Duke Crotsfield’s security.

Regardless of her hatred towards the Duke, she performed her security duties almost perfectly. It was Karen who had saved the Duke from assassination attempts twice. That’s why the Duke could entrust important documents to Karen even though he knew she disliked him.

Separating work and emotions. Carrying out assigned tasks as dryly as possible, yet flawlessly. That was Karen. Of course, she too had a final conviction that the Duke could never touch until the end.

Ivlik recalled Karen who had come to see him not long after he decided on the fake marriage with Cedine. She demanded an explanation that would make sense of what had happened. Anyway, Karen’s ice mask always cracked when it came to her sister.