Chapter 15

If his gaze could melt flesh, she’d be melting right now. That’s how intense his eyes were.

Adela defensively clutched her torn dress. Her eyelashes trembled.

“Are you embarrassed? You’ll be showing everything soon.”

His teasing voice was annoying.

“Drink the contraceptive potion first.”

Adela lowered her hand from her chest and lifted her chin with dignity, determined not to seem embarrassed in front of this man.

“Oh, right. The potion.”

When he furrowed his brow, Adela felt triumphant. For the first time since entering this room, she felt like she’d won.

Braden picked up the potion bottle. Despite his disgusted expression, he downed it in one go without hesitation.

“Gah!”

The large Braden shuddered and grimaced. He looked so uncomfortable that anyone watching would feel sympathy.

Adela’s kind nature surfaced unconsciously. She quickly picked up a slice of melon and offered it to him.

“Here.”

“How considerate.”

Braden smiled again, the kind of smile that always made Adela want to hiccup.

She needed to get used to that smile quickly.

Lost in thought, she was surprised when he grabbed her wrist and pulled it toward his mouth.

“……?”

He sucked not only the melon from Adela’s hand, but also her index finger holding it.

The ripe, soft melon was crushed against her finger.

As he swallowed the melon, she felt pressure on her finger. The sensation of his hot, damp tongue was vivid.

This was crazy.

The feeling of all her nerve endings waking up from just her finger was almost shocking.

Adela shivered with excitement. Embarrassed, she tried to pull her finger away, but he didn’t release her wrist.

He stared intently at Adela, sucking her finger and licking it as if determined to savor every bit of sweetness.

Gulp!

He was the one sucking her finger, yet Adela’s mouth filled with saliva.

Finally, he let go of her finger.

Was that it? But he still held her wrist and licked her finger.

“It tastes good.”

He smiled blissfully, as if he’d just eaten the most delicious thing in the world.

Frozen by his smile, Adela forgot to pull her finger away. She couldn’t look away, couldn’t even blink, just stared at him.

She felt frustrated.

The Edel Kingdom’s bedroom arts were detailed. Even this act was included.

She used to wonder why feeding fruit or sweets could be er*tic, thinking it must be a mistake in the records.

But feeling her finger sucked in his mouth, she realized it wasn’t a mistake.

This was stimulation she couldn’t handle.

“Melon is so sweet. Would you like to taste it too?”

Again, his lips were given to Adela instead of the melon. Yet the fragrant melon flavor filled her mouth.

“Mm…”

Though they’d kissed several times already, Adela was swept away as helplessly as with their first kiss. She was someone who could master anything perfectly after seeing it once.

No, if enjoying the pleasure of kissing counted as mastery, then she had certainly learned.

With her arms around his neck, clinging to him, sucking his lips, entwining her tongue with his.

Rip.

She heard the sound of her dress tearing, but Adela clung to his lips, allowing his actions. When the fierce kiss ended, she was left in only her underwear.

He lifted Adela and laid her on the bed. The tie of his robe came undone, revealing his body. There was not a single flaw to be found.

At the center was the impressive, prominent presence of his manhood.

“It’s… big.”

Seeing his p*nis, Adela was a bit flustered.

She felt like she couldn’t breathe.

“Have you seen one before?”

Braden looked puzzled.

“In bedroom arts class.”

“Royalty learns bedroom arts?”

“It’s an important political tool.”

“Ha! To think politics would be discussed on the bed.”

“Do you know why the Queen loses to the concubines?”

“What is it?”

“Because even on the bed, she remains the Queen. When sharing intimacy, she must be raw and open. Only then can she truly win a man’s heart.”

Braden’s lips twisted slightly at her words. Lying on the bed in just her underwear, she looked so dignified.

A politician to the core. Even using intimacy for politics.

Well, that’s why she was willing to risk her reputation for her sibling, baring herself before him.

A twisted sense of rivalry surged. Other women would lose their minds just seeing his face directly. Yet she remained calm even while seeing his n*ked body.

How long could she stay this composed? Soon, he’d make her forget everything.

“Is that so? Then can I expect you to tangle with me boldly?”

His low voice was seductive.

“But yours… it’s too big. Not like anything I’ve seen.”

Adela shook her head seriously.

“I suppose it is.”

Braden, boasting, thrust his throbbing p*nis forward and tossed his robe aside.

Was it because she was lying down and looking up? His masculinity was overwhelming.

Thick eyebrows, deep and long lashes, a sculpted nose, s*xy lips, a sharply angled jaw, a long neck and prominent Adam’s apple.

Broad shoulders, long limbs, well-developed chest, and evenly toned abs.

Faint scars here and there made him look even stronger and more beautiful.

His s*xual appeal was as intense as his masculinity. Just watching him made her feel she might be devoured.

Adela stared blankly at the thick, veined column.

Perhaps the sample she’d seen before was simply wrong.

Comparing the beast-like man before her to the thin gigolo who demonstrated with another woman for her bedroom arts class was a mistake.

“I’m not sure it’ll all fit.”

Adela frowned. It seemed impossible.

“Have you touched one before?”

He grabbed his p*nis and stroked it a few times. It twitched and grew even larger. His confident movements were bold.

“I’ve only seen one.”

And only from afar. Not one twitching right in front of her.

“It’ll fit.”

“How do you know?”

Adela eyed him skeptically.

“Men and women’s bodies are made for it.”

He grinned and guided Adela’s hand to hold his p*nis. The hot, throbbing column didn’t fit fully in her hand.

The heat she felt, the softness of his skin, excited her in a strange way.

According to her lessons, she should move her hand up and down as he did. She knew it in her head, but her body wouldn’t cooperate.

Adela quickly let go. It was unlike her usual perfect self. Even after letting go, her palm tingled with lingering heat.

“I’ll have to put in some effort.”

Braden parted Adela’s legs and settled between them.

Their bodies pressed together. Her n*pple brushed his chest, and his heated manhood pressed against her lower belly.

“Where do you like to be touched?”

He licked and gently nibbled her earlobe. Her whole body tingled as if she’d entered hot water. Adela let out a breathy moan and hunched her shoulders.

“Haa, I don’t know. I only learned how to please a man.”

“Then maybe you need a new instructor.”

He teased her earlobe, then grabbed her chest through her thin underwear.

“Ah!”

Even though it wasn’t bare skin, his gentle rubbing made Adela writhe like a fish. Her lower belly tightened strangely.

“Only taught you half?”

Her voice was hoarse, caught in the rising heat.

“Only selfish men enjoy themselves alone. But a woman’s excitement is what brings a man to true ecstasy.”

Her underwear slipped off her chest. His hand stroked up from her waist and touched her br*ast.

The callused palm brushing her br*ast was stimulating. But that was only a taste. When he circled it, a sharp sensation shot through her body.

As his hand moved, her full br*asts lost shape, soft flesh spilling between his fingers.

“Hnn…”

Adela bit her lip to stifle her moans, but couldn’t help the sounds that escaped.

The pleasure was unimaginable.

Wetness trickled between her legs. Everything was unfamiliar.

Unfamiliar, uncontrollable situations bring fear.

That was Adela now. She didn’t know how to handle these strange bodily reactions. She wanted to run away. It was different from kissing.

“Will you show me the bedroom arts you learned? I’m really curious.”

He pressed her n*pple with his fingertip and slowly circled it. The tingling sensation ran to her toes, and her n*pple swelled and hardened.

He slipped her hardened n*pple between his fingers and gently rubbed. All her attention focused on her n*pple.

“Haa, I’m the one who paid for this.”

She barely held back her moans, but her breath came hot and heavy.

“Did you think I agreed to the contract just for that magic stone mine?”

He scoffed and pinched her n*pple between thumb and forefinger.

“Hnn… If not?”

Again, her arousal increased, and her lower belly tingled. She tried to act unfazed, but it was impossible.

“This guy is hard. Because of you, Adela.”

His hot, er*ect manhood touched her wetness. He rubbed himself gently against her entrance.

“I want to put it in.”

The broad tip pressed against her sensitive spot.

“Ah!”

Startled, Adela gripped the sheets. A sharp sensation traveled up her spine.

“D*mn, you turn me on, Adela.”

His hand slipped under her, gripping her bottom firmly.

“Ugh.”

Why did his grip on her bottom feel so thrilling?

“I’m going crazy, I want you.”

She regretted this plan.

Could she really handle this man, this intimacy with him?

“But we should take it step by step, right?”

Braden looked down leisurely at Adela’s flushed form.

“Sucking, licking, tasting—first.”

Caught in unfamiliar heat and pleasure, she looked deeply confused. But it wasn’t enough. Her mind was still full of stray thoughts.

‘Adela, right now you should only think of me.’

“Are you ready?”

Braden caught her lower lip between his teeth, releasing it slowly. Her lips followed, then returned to place.

“……?”

“Ready to roll around with me like animals?”

Braden’s lips curled into a wicked smile.