He circled the swollen, deeply flushed cl*toris with the pointed tip of his tongue, its excitement impossible to conceal.

“……!”

S*ck. He drank down the fl*id seeping out, and as though that were not enough, rubbed up and down against the twitching opening, stimulated and quivering.

“Hm, ngh.”

Words whispered while his mouth was still sucking at her opening came out muffled. But she thought she could tell what Kaian was saying.

He was asking if it felt good. The way he had kept asking throughout every moment of contact until now, as though her answer was something he needed.

Ah, d*mn it all. When she shifted her legs restlessly, the man’s long, well-shaped fingers gripped her thigh as though telling her not to. The hot tongue tip that had been doing nothing but teasing her opening in small, maddening increments thr*st smoothly inside.

“Ngh!”

With a short cry, Iberis’s body lurched.

Lips curving with willing pleasure at the smooth body heating up in an instant pressed hungrily against her s*x.

He sucked and sucked like a starving beast. S*ck, s*ck. The arousal that kept seeping out wet his throat the way sweet juice would.

“……!”

He licked and sucked at the inside of her opening, which had been stretched to its limit the night before, until it softened and yielded completely. It was less like thrusting hard and more like coaxing with gentle insistence, a motion that seemed to be asking her entrance to open for him.

“You, this……”

Kaian gave Iberis not a single moment to catch her breath. He licked with relentless persistence, as though determined to keep her gasping with pleasure at every instant.

Lick, lick.

“Ngh……”

He worked her entrance open with his tongue until she had the absurd thought that her lower opening might melt away entirely. He ran his tongue over the inner membrane of her entrance and lapped at it, and the fl*id of her s*x, mixed with his saliva, trickled down from the tip of his chin.

“Haa.”

Iberis lay fully spread across the bed and twitched. Her legs fell completely open and her upper body jolted the way it would if struck by lightning.

Both her legs came to rest over Kaian’s shoulders, and the sovereign’s fingertips, pressing down with merciless force, yanked hard at the man’s hair.

His scalp must have been pulled taut and aching, yet he did not withdraw his tongue. Only after the loosened, yielding entrance of her s*x had clenched around the root of his tongue and released, clenched and released as though to bite it off, dozens of times over, did he slowly raise his face.

“Haa, ha, you dreadful, creature.”

“Did it feel good?”

“You ask that, again. People say you have such a pleasant disposition…… They have no idea.”

Kaian smiled.

Then he tilted the corners of his eyes with an expression that looked quite wounded.

“I only wish that every moment Your Majesty feels my touch will be breathlessly wonderful. Look, Your Majesty. Like this……”

He poked out his tongue just slightly. Having shown off his tongue, which had been worked hard enough to look flushed and swollen, the man bowed his head again.

This time it was not toward the emperor’s groin, which he had been mouthing and sucking at until now, but directly above the heaving chest of the one still gasping for breath.

His amber gaze, which seemed to have deepened, touched her chest for a moment. The look in his eyes, dazed and unguarded, was heavy and slow.

“You taste wonderful, Your Majesty.”

“……”

“Every part of you tastes wonderful.”

“Ngh……”

Iberis exhaled a ragged breath and reached out her hand. Her rough fingertips, which were rather unkind to the man bowing his head like a beast submitting to its master, flicked hard against his well-shaped lips.

A sharp sting, and blood showed. Kaian, caught by the back of his hair, bent his arm and dropped down. She smiled with a ferocious edge and licked the lips of the one she had just wounded, the way something might before devouring its prey.

More precisely, she swallowed them. She sucked at his full lower lip like a hungry beast. When she prodded the split she had just made with the tip of her tongue, the physical pain cracked the man’s handsome face.

“……!”

Regardless, the cruel woman swallowed all of it with a smile. She thr*st her tongue into the inner membrane of his lips without restraint and stole his saliva.

A wet sound flowed out alongside rough breathing. In the course of the curse-breaking, every s*xual contact had become a terrible pleasure.

Within the sensation of even the pain of her heart pounding and threatening to burst fading away entirely, Iberis shuddered.

When she finally released him, the man’s face was a sight.

“Ha, haha. Truly…… You could swallow a whole kingdom whole. You look magnificent.”

“Ah.”

The man’s face, his lips stained deeply red with blood, was devastating. The bridge of his nose where sweat had gathered, his disheveled hair, his elegant smile discarded entirely in favor of an expression that had gone quite thoroughly to ruin.

Just the sight of it was enough to make her opening clench, and the sovereign of the dragon bloodline, heated like a beast, licked her lips conspicuously.

“Haa, Your Majesty.”

But this one was truly something. While she had been greedily sucking at his lips and taking in the sweet blood of the atavistic fairy bloodline.

“Hm, ngh, haa, Your Majesty.”

Without her noticing, he had undressed and drawn out the weapon he had been keeping stored away. Supporting himself on one arm, he was using his other hand to stroke himself roughly below.

Slap, slap, slap.

“Ha, ugh, ngh, Your Majesty. Ah, it’s too much.”

The glistening head moving in and out of his cupped hand was vivid and clear. Iberis forgot her own pleasure for a moment and watched that obscene sight.

“Mmm, ngh, it feels so good, ah.”

Could a gl*ns and its ridge be handsome?

“You……”

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty.”

The skin of his member was quite pale as well. The thick, straight column of flesh, long and upright, flushed deep red where his hand pressed down on it, then returned to its natural color.

It was devastatingly obscene.

Iberis swallowed and felt her lower belly churn just from watching the sight.

How had this one ever managed to work as an assassin?

“Ngh!”

The veins in the man’s outstretched neck stood out sharply. The sight of his entire body tensing taut, muscles standing in relief, was beautiful. His thighs twitched obscenely, the opening at the tip of his thick gl*ns flared, and a slick liquid surged out.

Splat, splatter.

“……!”

A thick, generous release fell directly onto Iberis’s stomach. Liquid pooled and rippled in the hollow of her navel, and what kept falling in a steady stream dared to flow down toward the pale triangle below.

“Haa.”

It trickled down along the gap of her damp outer folds and licked its way into the cleft that had been twitching and responding from within, seeping inside.

“Haa.”

“Ugh, ngh.”

The one who had spent himself across Iberis’s lower belly, her navel, her s*x, and finally her gleaming white chest looked at her with heavy, lingering eyes as he caught his breath.

The things he did were truly…

“You have a pretty face and you are quite the deviant.”

“……I apologize. But.”

She whispered while rubbing the release that had landed on her chest with her fingertips, and the man who covered her hand with his own without hesitation whispered back.

“Touching you like this, I feel wonderful. Ecstatically so.”

“……”

“Every part of you, all of it, is beautiful.”

He pressed his gaze down on her with quiet, persistent intensity and rubbed their intertwined hands together.

“Especially here.”

The tips of Iberis’s fingers and the tips of his fingers tickled her n*pple at the same time. The white release that had been clinging to the tip of her n*pple, the way milk might bead there, slid in every direction.

“Ah, so soft.”

“……Ngh!”

“Let me touch you, Your Majesty. Let me caress you to my heart’s content. I will make you feel wonderful. I will serve you willingly and bow my head and mouth and s*ck at you wherever you wish.”

“In the time it takes to run your mouth, move……. Ngh!”

The man exhaled roughly, as though the sight of the milky white fl*id staining her white chest in slow, heavy smears was itself enough to satisfy him.

“You’re beautiful.”

Iberis saw it. The fox with his clean face, daring to rub his release into the emperor’s br*ast, growing hard again until it looked ready to burst.

* * *

He had not intended to act like such a lovesick fool, yet everything about the emperor was different from what he had expected.

‘Haa, Iberis.’

How many times had he called that name inside himself, unable to dare speak it openly?

‘How can she be like this?’

He stole careful glances as he tasted her inner flesh and pressed his lips to her. Even as he did things he half expected to be kicked for, the sight of her exhaling breath as though she were accepting all of it was lovely.

‘I have studied so many things in preparation.’

That was precisely why he had hoped there would not be a single moment in the process that felt unpleasant to Iberis.

‘I wanted you to spend only fantastic moments you could never forget.’

Suppressing the urge to move rougher and more forcefully, he worked his tongue with careful delicacy. He melted and worked open the sensitive, tightly closed entrance with his tongue as though lapping it up.

‘Why does it feel like I am enjoying this more.’

He pressed his lips to her white, lovely skin that looked ready to melt away entirely, rubbed against it, and focused on her pleasure.

“Mmm.”

She did not let out long cries, but every time she furrowed her brow and let out a pained, sighing sound, his c*ck swelled until it felt ready to burst.

“Haa, Kaian.”

Whether it was unconscious or not, the times she gripped his hair and called his name, he could not say how many times he had held himself back from spending right then and there.

Kaian, who had been channeling his heat into stroking her white, pale thighs, had gone and taken himself out without so much as his liege’s permission.

He had wanted to thr*st himself into that entrance he had been sucking and melting so relentlessly and rock into her like a beast, but he held his desire in check by gripping and stimulating himself until it felt like his gl*ns might burst.

Iberis was beneath him.

Within reach of his hands.

‘The way you are my antidote.’

She was letting out small cries, drunk on his tongue, drunk on sensation, her expression soft with pleasure.

‘Why are you so sweet?’