Chapter 2.3

He wanted to repeat his obscene truth clearly in her ear again, but Dein was also at his limit. His swollen member was ready to spill its desire at any moment. He was eager to pour himself onto her small hand right away.

But instead of heading towards the end, Dein barely regained his composure and straightened his waist. Swallowing his rough breath, his languid gaze swept over Violet.

Her violet eyes were wet and disarrayed. Her lips, rubbed with saliva, were swollen, breathing out seductive breaths.

Through her disheveled collar, her white skin, marked by his traces, was visible, and above her crumpled clothes, one br*ast was deeply soaked, showing a protruding n*pple.

It was different from his imagination. The scene before him was far more beautiful and enchanting than he had imagined.

“Now, it’s reality though.”

Dein pulled the ribbon string at the front. The already disordered neckline of the dress slowly opened.

The slowly revealed skin was seductive but hard to endure.

Having held back for so long, there was no patience left.

“Ah!”

His impatient hand roughly tore down the fabric that had opened. The thin fabric made a tearing sound, but Dein didn’t care.

He dragged the torn garment to the foot of the bed. He had no interest in the shredded fabric pieces. What he wanted to capture was the raw woman hidden beneath.

Tonight, it was fortunate there were no clouds. The moonlight illuminated the room more brightly than ever, and Violet was clearly visible.

Dein swallowed roughly. His persistent gaze captured her without blinking.

With urgent hands, he threw off his top and loosened his pants, yet his gaze never wavered.

Violet swallowed as she looked at Dein’s unabashedly exposed n*ked body.

The tightly woven muscles were clearly visible in the moonlight.

At the same time, her mind, which had been seized by the rushing situation, became clear. She was also exposed like this in front of his eyes.

She quickly crossed her arms over her chest. She wanted to close her legs, but doing so would only entangle his legs, so she couldn’t.

However, Dein didn’t give her any room. He paused loosening his pants and grabbed both her hands with one hand, lifting them above her head.

“I’ve waited so long to see this, you can’t hide it.”

His remaining hand grasped her br*ast again. The vivid warmth that was felt even through the thin fabric became clearer with the small barrier gone.

The goosebumps rising from tension, the ar*ola with a dark hue defying gravity, were more distinct.

Dein circled his hand over the ar*ola and flicked her n*pple with his fingers.

“Ah, uh!”

Each time, a shallow moan escaped Violet’s lips. Perhaps liking the seductive sound, he pinched and pulled her n*pple, then flicked it with his fingers, teasing her.

Violet bit her lip at his blatant attempt to induce moans, but she couldn’t hold back and soon raised her voice.

“Uh, huh, uh, huh!”

“I never knew you liked having your br*asts touched.”

“No, uh, no… ah!”

“Or maybe you just like me.”

Dein seemed amused. The man who usually showed no expression let out a sultry smile as he lowered his hand. His hand invaded between her parted legs.

“Ah!”

His hand parted the light-colored pubic hair and grasped the split v*lva with his palm.

Under the hot touch, the already moist sticky liquid began to rub against his palm.

Violet was bewildered. She thought her lower abdomen was tightening and tickling, but she didn’t expect her lower part to be this wet.

Though she had some knowledge, it was her first time experiencing it.

Unlike Violet, who flinched in confusion, Dein liked her wetness below.

As he rubbed his fingers between the split v*lva, confirming the moist flesh, a strange mix of conquest and satisfaction welled up.

Just realizing that Violet responded to his caress, with the slippery fluid staining his hand, made him feel he was nearing the end. He wanted to thrust himself inside her and shake to fill his desire.

But the tightly closed entrance felt narrow and small. If he thrust himself in, she might flee in fear.

Though urgent, he couldn’t hurt Violet.

And it wasn’t the time to be urgent. There was no need to rush. Now Violet Ryle was his.

“I need to see how pretty you are below.”

Dein grabbed her soft thigh from behind and lifted it. As he applied force, leaving handprints on her white skin, the red flesh between her parted legs was revealed.

“No, don’t!”

Placed in a position she couldn’t even imagine, Violet panicked and screamed.

The unfamiliar feeling of being spread open made her slender legs flail. Her heels struck his shoulders a couple of times, but he didn’t budge.

“There’s nothing you can’t do.”

Dein paid no attention to Violet’s best attempt at resistance.

“As you said, I’m now a man who can do whatever I want.”

He applied more force, spreading the flesh inside her thighs. A hot breath was felt below, where she was helplessly exposed.

“And what I want tonight is you, Violet.”

“Ah, huh!”

As Dein buried his face between her legs, Violet’s slender waist arched like a bow.

His lips found their place, sticking to her v*lva. He gently pushed his tongue into the opened entrance and licked, then took the plump petals one by one into his mouth and rolled them inside.

His lips, licking the wet lower part, slightly shifted position, then dug into the split gap. As he found the small protrusion above the opened hole, he puckered his lips and sucked.

“Uh! Uh, ah!”

As he applied force and sucked, Violet’s moans grew more intense. The suppressed sounds erupted uncontrollably.

As she shook her head and body, Dein applied enough force to leave handprints on her thighs, fixing her in place.

His busy mouth didn’t stop. He circled around the cl*toris, poking it with his tongue. As he repeatedly licked it up quickly, the forcibly opened hole twitched as if alive, repeating its movement.

Each time, the fluid leaked out, wetting and flowing down his chin.

“Huh, uh, ah, huh!”

As her tearful moans grew louder, Dein’s lips applied more force. As if pulling out the sensitive flesh, his fingers pressing down on her inner thighs gradually slid downward.

One thumb reached the entrance of the opened hole and stabbed inside. It sounded like plunging into a water-filled puddle.

“It’s wet. Very obscenely.”

Without lifting his mouth, Dein offered his hot observation. The words crushed on the prominently raised cl*toris were difficult to distinguish between speech and moan.

“Huh, no. Don’t speak there, uh, no…!”

“It’s not that you hate it, but that you like it. So much so that you’re dripping all over.”

Even as tears welled up, Violet couldn’t believe what she heard.

Were those really his words? Was he this kind of person? Where did the restrained and noble knight she had known go?

His explicit and sultry language was as mind-numbing as the current act.

“If I knew you’d like it this much, I should have returned sooner.”

“Ah…!”

He reluctantly pulled away his lips and drew her parted legs closer. Although his lips moved away, his hand still teased below. Instead of the thumb that had been stimulating the entrance, a thick, long middle finger intruded inside.

The narrow inner walls clung as if to hinder the intrusion, but the slick, wet interior easily accepted him.

Her legs trembled at the first intrusion she experienced. She wanted to close them, but instead, she ended up wrapping them around Dein’s waist, squeezing.

Knowing it wasn’t true, Dein lazily lifted the corners of his mouth at the coquettish movement.

“Are you squeezing? Asking for more.”

“No, it’s not like that, huh!”

“Don’t say no, beg and plead. Ask for more. Say you waited for me.”

Smacking his lips, he moved the middle finger buried inside. He rolled it in circles, widening the clinging inner walls, then rubbed and pressed various spots with his fingerprint.

The calloused fingertips approached the sensitive flesh inside with maddening stimulation.

“The you I imagined was always soaked and begging me for more.”

“Ugh, stop, ugh!”

“You were waiting for me to touch and thrust into you, spewing obscene and vulgar words from your cute lips.”

How exactly did I live in your mind?

The question she couldn’t bear to ask scattered in her head, and the pleasure spread throughout her body from below. Even her hearing was violated by the words he uttered, making it unbearable.

She felt like she was losing control below. The inner walls moved as if alive, and although she was already leaking plenty of fluid, it felt like something was about to burst out.

Dein’s eyes flashed. He sensed the change in the flesh wrapping around his fingers and her flushed expression.

Not much time left.

Her face was already fully relaxed, but Dein waited for her, who only he could see, moving his fingers roughly.