Prologue

Raul, no, Riley trembled at the weight pressing into her, filling the space between her thighs completely.

Her head fell back on its own, and she could barely breathe.

“Ahk.”

Even so, Andrea had hooked her thighs over his arms and buried himself to the hilt, now wholly occupied with pressing his lips to the tip of Riley’s chin as she hung suspended in the air.

As though soothing her while she could only manage shallow exhales, featherlight kisses scattered across her nape and collarbone.

Riley gasped, feeling the throb of him buried deep inside her.

“…Ah… ahh… just a moment…… Your Highness.”

He barely seemed to hear her. His hips rocked in small, unhurried motions as he pressed his mouth against her br*ast.

He sucked at the soft flesh as though savoring a sweet piece of fruit, then caught the small, delicate pink n*pple between his teeth and worried it gently. Watching the crown prince cling to her chest with obsessive fixation, like a man who had found a fascinating new toy, Riley felt heat pool low in her belly.

“Hht.”

She had already been soaked, but now it felt as though a current had fully opened between them.

Wet, obscene sounds began spilling out in rhythm with his movements.

Andrea, too, shuddered as he savored the way her inner walls clenched and fluttered around him.

Heat crept up the back of his skull and his spine prickled all the way down.

He swallowed a mangled curse and found fault with Riley instead.

“All that curiosity and none of the skill to back it up. That’s your problem……”

She could barely take him in every time, yet somehow she always had ideas well above her experience.

But he was in no position to sneer. He had no room for that right now.

Had he known her body would feel this soft, this yielding, this impossibly warm?

Riley’s body was like a thick, treacherous bog, the kind that swallowed you whole the moment you stepped in and never let you back out.

And he hadn’t known she could be this brazen…!

He couldn’t finish the thought. He was too busy pressing his lips drunkenly against her pale skin, sinking his teeth lightly into her white shoulder.

His hips had already begun to move in long, rolling waves, drinking her in.

“Nghk, hk, ah.”

Pinned beneath him and panting, she suddenly pleaded.

“Ki, kiss me.”

She reached up and pulled his face down by both cheeks. For a moment, he went blank.

Even a blatant, shameless invitation became something pure and guileless the instant this girl was the one doing it.

Obediently, Andrea parted Riley’s lips and pressed in deep.

Their hot, slick tongues tangled in a dizzying knot, and the movement below grew fiercer to match.

He closed his eyes and savored the feel of her wrapped around him.

It was as though countless mouths were latched onto every sensitive inch of him, pulling and drawing, and his lower body dissolved into tingling heat.

“Ngh.”

He knew better than to open his eyes. He opened them anyway.

Her cheeks were flushed pink as peaches, her expression trembling on the edge of tears, and she was rocking innocently beneath him.

It made him irritated and dizzy with arousal in equal measure. Andrea set his jaw.

He forced a hard expression onto his face and folded her white knees sharply upward, driving into her.

Thwack. Thwack.

He was going to die.

How had he ended up doing this with her?

His own personal attendant, the one he had taken for a man all this time. Why……

‘Brazen little thing.’

Thinking back on everything that had led to this, a dark, possessive hunger seethed to life in his gut.

He drove hard into the spot that made her come apart, hitting it again and again before twisting his hips with practiced ease. Riley’s face crumpled with pleasure. He could see the delicate corners of her eyes going red from the sensation she had no words for.

A satisfied, breathless laugh escaped him. He covered her trembling br*ast with his palm and kneaded it.

‘And I had no idea she was hiding a body like this……’

If he had known……

The thought was pulling him toward the edge too fast. He cut it off.

He tried to focus only on what his eyes could see and what his skin could feel.

Riley, too, seemed undone by the rough palm dragging rhythmically across her n*pple. She arched her slender waist upward and whimpered.

“Hhk…!”

Andrea couldn’t hold back. He bent down and took her swaying br*ast back into his mouth.

Every roll of his tongue against the stiffened peak made her inner walls clench and squeeze around him in tight, rhythmic pulses. The sensation of being worked in return was so exquisite it sent heat blazing up the back of his neck.

Still lapping broadly across her ar*ola with his tongue, he murmured against her skin.

“We said we’d try that today.”

He gave her no time to respond. He grabbed her ankles and slung them over his shoulders.

She flushed scarlet and whined in protest, squirming in a way that was entirely too endearing.

She had drawn every manner of obscene illustration and sold them without a second thought, yet taking the pose herself left her flustered.

“What, is it too much?”

Andrea asked, though he was already driving upward into her, which left Riley in no condition to answer.

“Nghht, hht, ah, ahng!”

“Beautiful, Raul. My own attendant, this, ngh, beautiful all along.”

Even while being jostled, Riley shot him a sharp glare, and Andrea, who had been snickering, surrendered at once.

“No, Riley. You’re beautiful. You’re so beautiful and sweet.”

Haa……

He exhaled a heated sigh and bent down again, pressing his lips all over her flushed, guileless face.

The sensation of scorching desire breaking apart in tiny sparks against her skin was aching and sweet, and it stirred something deep in his chest.

After driving into her like that for a long while, Andrea pulled Riley upright and settled her on top of him.

She looked tense at the unfamiliar position. He gripped her chin and turned her face toward the mirror, and the expression of shock that looked back at him was almost satisfying.

He curved his eyes into a lazy, languid look and explained.

“What. Now that you’re the one starring in the scene, it’s too much? You should watch closely. Better reference for your drawings.”

Before she could say a word, he lifted her hips and brought her back down onto him.

“Nghk.”

She scrunched her brow as though she had been impaled on a stake, gripped his muscled arm, and managed a breathless protest.

“…I, I told you I don’t draw that sort of thing anymore.”

But the words cut off there. She had no air left to continue.

Andrea adjusted their position so that their joined bodies were reflected clearly in the mirror above the mantelpiece, then gave the order.

“Move on your own. Keep your eyes on us.”

One of Andrea’s hands twisted and rolled her n*pple, while the other gripped her hip and helped guide her rhythm.

Riley had no choice but to face the two of them in the mirror, doing something shameless together.

The man reflected there was someone she knew well.

His Highness the crown prince, whom she had served as master for years.

But the woman was a stranger.

Clearly herself, and yet not herself at all.

She had lived as a man all this time. When had she become this wanton, like the heroine of some indecent magazine?

But there was no room for embarrassment. The thick length buried deep inside her kept driving into that secret place, battering her reason into nothing.

“Hhuk, ah!”

Panting against her ear, Andrea murmured with a teasing lilt.

“How is it? Different from the real thing, isn’t it? And you had the nerve to make me do all that.”

He clicked his tongue, making no effort to hide how deep his grievances ran.

He turned Riley’s body to face him and studied her violet eyes, hazy with heat.

A gaze so unguarded it seemed completely defenseless against the world, transparent and open.

But unmistakably, brazen desire rippled through it. Knowing it was directed at him made his abdomen pull taut and his chest ache.

He stared at her in silence for a long moment, then let the corners of his eyes soften and confessed quietly.

“You win. It was your game from the start.”

How could I ever resist you.

Andrea pulled her lips to his in a deep, wet kiss and pushed his tongue inside.

“Mmng……”

Above and below, he pressed into her at once, and Riley lost all sense of herself.

Her body, completely overwhelmed, kept threatening to come apart as though it no longer belonged to her.

The greedy kiss turned her mind to mush, and the thick length churning through her lower belly made her feel as though her insides were melting.

A strange sensation rippled through her, tingling and searing at once, impossible to endure.

His hands gripped both her hips again and began rolling her slowly, and Riley had no choice but to cling to Andrea’s neck just to stay upright.

“Hhuk.”

As her inner walls dragged along the veined length, indescribable pleasure raked up Riley’s spine. She shuddered and buried her face in his neck.

Andrea began carving a path through her, rolling his hips in slow, wide circles, then driving the blunt head of his c*ck hard into her deepest point.

Their chests pressed together, and the coarse friction of his hair rasped against her tender folds.

His movements grew rougher and the wet sounds louder, and then, without warning, stars burst behind Riley’s eyelids and a sharp, broken cry spilled from her lips.

Sensing she was close, her thighs tensed around him. Andrea pulled her slender waist in tighter.

He bit down on her white nape and slammed upward, and she twisted her hips and sobbed.

“Ahh… ah! Ahk…… hht!”

He pulled her into his arms as she crested, then fell back and gripped her hips, driving up into her fast and hard.

Her small backside was crushed in his large hands, her inner walls pounded without mercy.

Riley’s eyes rolled back and she shattered.

At the same moment, a blinding flash went off behind Andrea’s eyes.

“Hht, ngh, nghht, ah! Ah!”

Short, broken moans trembled against his chest, fragile and undone.

Andrea cradled the back of her head and took the crashing wave of it head-on.

A current so intense it turned his vision white before going dark tore through both of them. It was a brutal climax, as though every nerve in his body had been set alight.

“Hhuk, ngh.”

Even while pressing his lips to Riley’s sweat-damp forehead, he kept driving his hips upward in desperate, unrelenting thrusts. His muscles and tendons pulsed savagely, like a bowstring pulled taut and released.

His throbbing heartbeat announced itself with every beat, hammering against her from the inside.

That something this soft, this yielding, could wring pleasure this fierce out of him.

Andrea squeezed his eyes shut against the aftermath, which was nothing short of devastating in its beauty.

‘I love you, Riley.’

He needed to say it.

The words circled inside his locked throat, then dissolved like a sigh and scattered into nothing.