As the back-and-forth motion accelerated, thicker fluid flowed from the tip of the gl*ns. Then, white fluid shot out from the swollen p*nis in an arc.

Fortunately she dodged it, otherwise it would have splattered all over Violet’s face.

Did he ej*culate?

Curious about the taste, she dabbed some from the bed and put it in her mouth. It tasted just as unpleasant as its musty smell. Violet’s face wrinkled involuntarily.

Her gaze returned to the Snake Duke’s lower body. The p*nis that had just expelled fluid had already withered, looking deflated.

‘Huh? Is it over?’

Seeing it drooping, she felt strangely disappointed. Something was still missing. Not feeling satisfied yet, she was reluctant to end things here.

She reached out and touched his organ. At that moment, it began to swell again with frightening speed.

Violet’s face flushed crimson as her reason-deprived red eyes gleamed clearly.

‘What would it feel like to put it inside me?’

Just moments ago she would have been horrified at the thought of putting it inside herself, but now all such thoughts and self-restraint had vanished.

That thing entering her would wildly stir her insides and satisfy the hunger within her body. That must be why it looked so appealing.

Already filled with impure desire, Violet stripped off all her clothes and underwear, throwing them to the floor. The already soaked clothes were no longer needed.

Then she climbed on top of the Duke.

Violet’s hands touched his firm muscles. In contrast to her hot hands, his body remained cool. She felt her heat transferring to him wherever their skin made contact.

As she gradually lowered her hips, their lower bodies met.

When she rubbed slightly, an indescribable pleasure from the friction spread throughout her body, traveling up her spine. It felt like all the heat in her body rushed to her lower half.

Violet squeezed her eyes shut as she rubbed her private parts against him.

“Ah! Mmm.”

Simply from their bodies brushing against each other, her body heated up intensely, causing moans she didn’t even recognize to escape her lips.

Wanting to indulge more in this newfound ecstasy, Violet began moving faster, and the more she rubbed, the larger the man’s organ grew. The rich scent emanating from him also intensified.

She was at her limit before her entire body caught fire.

Her instinct told her that to calm this body, she needed to put the man’s organ inside her.

With the desire for something harder to stir her insides, Violet lifted her hips and aligned his gl*ns with her opening.

“Ahh!”

As she gradually lowered her body, the man’s hard organ entered, slowly widening her narrow inner walls.

When the weapon-like object pierced her body, red blood flowed, and a dull pain surged through her, feeling like her body would tear.

She was breathless even before taking it all in. Violet gritted her teeth and pushed it deeper inside.

A sensation that was impossible to distinguish between pain and pleasure rushed in all at once, making Violet unwilling to stop. Wanting to feel even greater pleasure, she forcefully pushed the organ deeper inside.

“Ugh!”

Each time the hard object entered, splitting her body, Violet’s brow furrowed. Putting something so large into such a narrow opening was clearly too much. Especially the bumpy protrusions kept causing her pain.

But her body opened to accommodate its size, and hot fluid gushed out continuously.

When it fully entered her body, an intense sensation spread throughout her body along her spine, feeling like something concentrated inside her exploded in an instant.

The heat filling her lower abdomen gradually brought pleasure. Hoping to satisfy this hunger quickly, Violet flexibly swayed her hips back and forth. Though she felt a slight dull pain, an even greater pleasure swept through her entire body.

“Ahh! Mmmm.”

There was a strange feeling that while it entered easily, withdrawing was more difficult, but that made it more stimulating and heightened her excitement.

Violet’s movements gradually accelerated. Proportional to her speed, the pleasure also intensified.

Why does this feel so good?

Violet moved on her own, stimulating her sensitive spots to find pleasure. Just as she was thoroughly enjoying herself, Aslan’s chest, which had been rising and falling regularly, twitched slightly.

“Oh?”

Feeling a chill, Violet stopped moving and looked at him, but he showed no further movement.

‘Did I see wrong?’

As she tilted her head and continued observing Aslan’s condition, his body suddenly jerked upward.

“Eek!”

The unexpected sensation rising suddenly made Violet let out a small cry as her body wobbled to one side.

Pressing against his firm abs to regain her balance, she checked Aslan’s condition.

“Surely he hasn’t woken up?”

With anxious eyes, Violet carefully leaned forward and reached her hand toward the man’s face.

She shook him side to side to check if he had awakened, but he showed no further movement. Instead, his breathing seemed slightly more intense than before.

He still seems to be asleep… Can he feel pleasure while sleeping?

Violet concluded that even in deep sleep, one could instinctively move when feeling pleasure.

Just as she was sighing in relief, Aslan moved his hips again. Though he only moved slightly, it felt more intense than when she moved alone. The sensation was so strong that a frighteningly powerful pleasure swept through her entire body.

It felt like a massive typhoon was raging inside her body. The thrill filling her entire body was so electrifying that something seemed to explode in her head.

Her vision flickered, and cries of joy flowed continuously from her mouth. Gradually, Violet’s head tilted backward.

It felt like her brain was melting, turning to mush. She only wanted pleasure, nothing else mattered.

Lost in this ecstatic sensation, she was, at least for this moment, a slave to lust.

* * *

At that time.

Count Mori couldn’t sleep as he kept thinking about Violet’s broken engagement.

Poor thing.

Especially after seeing Aslan who had come to announce the broken engagement today, he felt even more sorry for Violet. Being rejected to her face must have been unbearably painful.

In truth, he too wanted to go straight to the king and demand answers, but he knew all too well that protesting would change nothing.

He accepted the broken engagement without argument, knowing he would only be persuaded that taking the money and resolving the situation would be best.

Perhaps it would have been better not to accept the engagement in the first place.

Though he needed the money, he regretted forcing the engagement on her, now that he saw how hurt Violet was, but it was too late.

While he blamed the king’s orders, there was another reason besides money for pushing this engagement that could have been refused.

It was because he knew that Leon wanted to date other women while still seeing Violet.

He wanted to tear Leon apart right then, but held back for fear that Violet would be devastated if she learned the truth.

But now that even the engagement he had pushed for was broken, his heart ached thinking about his daughter who had to face humiliation without having done anything wrong.

Either way, Violet would end up hurt, and that made him feel terrible for her.

Sigh. He was feeling sorry for being such a poor father.

Unable to sleep, the Count tossed and turned several times before leaving the bedroom. As he headed to the kitchen to make some honey water, an unpleasant smell irritated his nose.

“What is this smell? Where is it coming from?”

The more he sniffed, the more anxiety suddenly surged in the Count’s heart.

He hoped it had nothing to do with Violet, but her recent suspicious behavior gave him an ominous feeling that something bad might happen.

He wanted to believe that his good and obedient daughter wouldn’t cause any trouble, but in the current situation, he worried his assumption might be wrong.

Surely nothing’s wrong?

Following the smell, the pungent odor grew stronger.

“Why does it smell sour?”

Just as he was tilting his head in confusion, he saw a servant walking by in a daze.

“Why aren’t you sleeping? What are you doing here?”

He was about to scold him while grabbing his shoulder, but seeing the servant drooling with unfocused eyes, looking possessed, he lost the will to do so.

“What on earth is happening?”

Their gazes simultaneously turned toward Aslan’s room. The unpleasant smell was also coming from the same place.

No way!