Chapter 2.2

“Ah…!”

Violet swallowed a small moan. Her soft body was pressed against his firm one, separated only by her thin nightgown.

“You said you were feeling unwell, then chased after the man’s disappearing back and vanished yourself. Just like he did.”

As the man who had been towering above her leaned down, Violet held her breath, fearing he might hear even a fragment of her breath.

“Did you disappear like that and stay with him the whole time? Because he’s the man who suits you?”

It was an unjust interrogation. Violet didn’t know where Evan was at that time. She had been hiding alone in a corner of the terrace, sipping wine, until she heard Olivia and Dein were going to meet the Emperor, and she left the banquet hall.

She couldn’t understand why she was being misunderstood like this, but the ominous atmosphere made it difficult for her to ask questions easily.

With a trembling voice, she barely managed to speak.

“It’s not true. I told you I have no acquaintance with Lord Ludwig.”

She thought she shook her head firmly, but her voice, unable to hide her embarrassment, sounded like she was lying even to her own ears.

However, Dein’s terrifying demeanor seemed to slightly ease at her denial.

“Then there’s no Evan Ludwig, no other man?”

“N-no.”

“You rejected the marriage because you think you don’t suit me?”

Dein’s low, deep voice fell. Perhaps because of the close proximity, his hot breath covered her like a kiss.

Rejected? The words that she had wanted the marriage more than anyone else rose to her throat.

“Violet.”

He rolled her name as if urging her, without any honorific or title.

Startled by his suddenly changed tone, Violet nodded her head as if mesmerized. Then his sharp eyes gleamed, like a predator catching its prey and not letting go.

“Then it’s settled.”

“What is settled?”

“Because I think I suit you, nothing changes.”

“What does that mean…!”

Her question was swallowed inside her mouth, followed by a short moan.

Erasing the barely maintained distance, Dein suddenly lowered his head. As he pressed down on her tender flesh, her lips were pushed unguardedly.

His blunt tongue invaded the gap as if it had been waiting. It easily stirred her delicate mouth, one of the softest parts of a human.

The dizzying intrusion made Violet’s vision spin. The sensation filling her mouth was something she was experiencing for the first time.

Instinctively, she pushed his shoulder, but it didn’t budge. Her small resistance made him tighten his grip on her waist.

As her slender waist was wrapped in one arm, her heels lifted involuntarily against his strength. Contrary to her intent to escape, she was drawn closer.

“Hah, wait, um…!”

Her words were all swallowed by him. His rough exploration entwined her tongue, overwhelming her with sticky saliva.

That sticky sound was being completely swallowed. The intense first kiss felt as if her entire mouth was being devoured by Dein Bates.

Violet felt like she was losing consciousness. The suffocating kiss continued. She couldn’t push him away or escape, led by his force.

The body she had barely managed to stand lost its balance in an instant. Her legs wobbled from the dizzying kiss.

Dein, who had been supporting her all along, pushed her down as if he had been waiting.

“Ah!”

Her body was pushed down. She closed her eyes tightly at the unstable movement, but there was no impact.

Violet fell onto the bed, and a large hand cradled her small head.

The man climbed over her, his large frame covering her.

The lips that seemed to give her a moment to breathe soon covered her again. He pulled her thin lips into his mouth as if swallowing them whole, sucking her sticky mouth.

A strange sensation tingled throughout her body. From her toes to the top of her head, the unbearable feeling made Violet squirm in bed.

Perhaps taking her small movements as rejection, Dein clasped her hands together. Without stopping his kiss, he intertwined their fingers and pressed them down.

Simultaneously, the lips that had barely parted dug into her neck. The mixed saliva rubbed against her skin, and his hot tongue licked it.

“S-Sir Dein, Sir… huh!”

Even as she regained her senses and called his name, all that returned was the sound of him sucking on her neck.

Violet felt a peculiar sensation tightening in her lower abdomen. But whatever it was, it couldn’t go on.

Struggling to gather her dazed mind, she barely managed to speak between her faint moans.

“Stop, ugh, Dein Sir!”

“Why?”

As she shook her head and voiced her refusal, a short answer finally came. But he only answered, his lips moving down to suck her collarbone.

At the same time, his hand moved down to grasp her plump chest.

“Ah!”

The place she hadn’t properly touched herself was now under the man’s hand. Violet was so shocked her mind went blank.

Meanwhile, Dein repeated his blatant movements. Despite her slender and small frame, her br*asts rose abundantly, overflowing in his large hand.

“Huh… This is the first time I’ve touched something so soft.”

Contrary to his ecstatic admiration, his touch was not gentle. He squeezed the flesh together as if wringing it, pushing it down as he kneaded it, rubbing the peak with his palm.

Violet had no time to blush at the intimate compliment. The repeated intense stimulation made her n*pples, rubbed against the fabric, rise stiffly, asserting their presence.

Feeling them catch on his palm, Dein squeezed her br*ast again, rubbing the small peak with his thumb and forefinger.

“Huh, uh, ah!”

A moan escaped her lips involuntarily. It was a sound she herself heard for the first time, but she couldn’t stop it.

Everything she was experiencing for the first time was confusing. The rough touch on her br*asts was painful, yet the tickling sensation that had been continuing grew stronger.

Her waist twitched involuntarily, and her lower body flinched. As she squirmed, rubbing her legs against the strange sensation, Dein forced one of his legs between her thighs.

Her dress rolled up, and as his firm leg pressed down on her, even her small movements were restrained.

Violet’s body stiffened. It wasn’t just because of the pressure.

The man’s body pressed against her thigh became more distinct. The hot and hard sensation rubbing against her through the thin fabric was more than anything.

She didn’t know much, but she wasn’t completely ignorant of such acts.

So she knew. What was touching her thigh. Why the man’s part was growing hard.

Dein quickly noticed this. Instead of backing off, he pressed his body against hers more blatantly. He pressed his er*ect member down on her thigh, gathering her br*asts with both hands.

One hand continued to knead her br*ast as if tearing it apart, while the other squeezed it forward, biting the prominent peak through the thin fabric.

“Hah!”

Violet’s mouth finally released an uncontrollable moan. That seemed to be the turning point for Dein to become even rougher.

The thin fabric soon soaked with saliva and stuck to her skin. Her n*pple, protruding through the rough fabric, was rolled inside his mouth.

As he pressed down with his tongue, she repeated her languid sounds, and as if unable to hold back, he sucked on her br*ast with his teeth.

It was an act like a child sucking milk. Of course, it was much more persistent and obscene.

Led by dizzying pleasure, Violet opened her eyes again. She thought there would be no more surprises, but once more, unfamiliarity engulfed her.

Dein suddenly pulled one of her hands down. Forced by his strength, her hand stopped on the man’s thing pressing down on her thigh.

He overlapped his hand with her small one, making her grasp his entire member, which couldn’t be contained.

“Hah…”

Dein let out a beast-like groan over the n*pple stuck to the wet fabric.

Her hand, wrapped around the front of his pants, was already soaked with moisture.

Violet tried to withdraw her hand, but he forced her hand to move, rubbing against her waist.

“Did you know it’s always been like this? Every time I see you, every time I think of you. Always.”

His breathing grew rough, and his waist movements became slightly more intense. The throbbing member asserted its presence in Violet’s hand, hot and wet.

“While other bastards sought out women, I stayed alone imagining you. Imagining touching and kissing you like this, stripped bare.”  

He whispered continuously, but Violet could only moan, unable to properly hear him.