Chapter 3

Oof, hng, Rosaline gasped, instinctively tightening her bottom. She was frightened by how deep he went. The Earl didn’t hesitate, pressing her shoulders down and starting to move his hips.

Huff! The heavy sensation struck her deep inside, making Rosaline arch her back.

“Hah, huff, hng, huff, Earl, hng…… haa!”

Despite being in his fifties, the Earl’s hips were surprisingly firm. His beast-like thighs were thicker than Rosaline’s waist, clearly stronger than most young nobles. As he thrust with intent, Rosaline’s slender body shook mercilessly. Her creamy, full br*asts bounced like liquid.

“Ooh, huff, hnggg……!! S-stop……!!”

Overwhelmed by intense pleasure, Rosaline cried out. The shaft filling her withdrew almost completely, then quickly thrust back in, scraping and pressing her inner walls relentlessly. Each time the Earl entered, Rosaline felt her lower belly bulge.

“Ha, delicious. How long has it been since I tasted a virgin? Mm.”

“Aah, ha, hng, ooh……!”

“But it’s fine, Rosaline. I never play around unless it’s with my wife……. I’ve been abstinent until now. Now that we’re married, heh…… I’ll love you like this every day.”

“Hnn!!”

“Still, Rosaline—no, Honey—you’re young, so you must be curious about other men too?”

Rosaline’s eyes filled with tears. The pleasure overwhelmed her mind. Each time the Earl’s member struck her cervix, a clear stream burst from her urethra. His member and even his coarse pubic hair became soaked with Rosaline’s juices.

To think she was wetting the bed. But Rosaline was lost in the throes of org*sm. She reached out, grasping the Earl’s thick chest muscles to steady herself as her body shook. The Earl, moving like a storm, bent down and captured Rosaline’s lips. Even his tongue was thick and large, filling her small mouth.

“Hng, huff.”

Rosaline wrapped her arms around the Earl’s thick neck. As their bodies pressed together, her soft br*asts were squashed against his hard chest. Even the sensation of her n*pples rubbing was thrilling. She was nearly driven mad by his greedy tongue and lips.

s*x felt so good.

The Earl’s shaft was hot as a firebrand, stirring her insides. The pleasure rushed in madly. Haa! Suddenly, Rosaline pulled her lips away, tilting her head back in ecstasy. At that moment, her back arched, and her body clenched tightly. The intense pressure caused the Earl’s shaft to spring out, scraping her inner walls. Rosaline, bent backward, squirted.

Splash!

Clear liquid burst out, soaking the sheets. Rosaline forgot her shame, legs spread wide as she trembled. Her body twitched wildly, searching for the shaft that had just left her. Oof, hng……. Rosaline nearly sobbed at the pleasure she’d never felt before.

But the Earl didn’t relent. Instead, as if scolding her for climaxing first, his thick hand landed on her again. Smack! The stinging pain snapped Rosaline back to herself. A red handprint appeared on her pale bottom.

“You’re supposed to receive my seed, not pull away.”

“Hng, hng, I-I’m sorry.”

“Seems your education was lacking. Get on all fours and spread yourself.”

So Rosaline awkwardly got on the bed, pressing her chest flat against it and lifting her bottom like a dog, grabbing her plump cheeks and spreading them wide. Otherwise, she feared another harsh slap.

Her body opened wide, cold air brushing the sensitive area. The Earl approached, grabbing Rosaline’s firm bottom, and without warning, thrust inside.

“Huff!”

A heavy sensation filled her up to her chest in an instant. Rosaline nearly rolled her eyes. Ooh, mm, low moans escaped her lips. The Earl, holding her open, relentlessly pressed her to her limits. He moved so forcefully the bed in the Earldom seemed ready to collapse.

“Huff, hng, huff…….”

“Still not ready to call me ‘Honey’?”

“Hnnnn! S-stop……!”

Rosaline pleaded, bottom raised. Each time he pressed into her cervix, her inner thighs trembled and her toes curled. His heavy t*sticles slapped against her perineum. Rosaline begged, legs kicking, but the Earl didn’t relent, driving his hips upward. Suddenly, Rosaline’s vision went white.

“Huff.”

His deep thrust made Rosaline throw her head back. She reached another climax. As she came again, she realized the Earl was holding her by the knees, lifting her up. Rosaline frantically reached back, wrapping her arms around his neck, afraid she might fall forward.

Thump, thump, the Earl moved, shaking her insides with each step. Oof, uff, the added gravity made the deep thrusts almost blinding.

The Earl carried her to the mirror. Instead of the dim blue light, a candle nearby made the scene much brighter. Rosaline, panting, looked into the mirror. There, a woman with tousled red hair and a half-torn chemise spread her legs shamelessly. Her body was wide open, the menacing shaft buried between her folds.

Behind Rosaline’s young face, the Earl’s mature visage appeared. His gray hair was slightly tousled as he looked at Rosaline through the mirror.

“Look closely, see whose wife you are now.”

“Hng……. Huff. Haa!”

The Earl, standing Rosaline before the mirror, moved his hips. With her legs held, Rosaline was helpless to do anything but accept his deep thrusts. His coarse hair and heavy t*sticles brushed against her bottom, again and again. Rosaline, gasping, watched her own body as she was pierced in real time.

Ah, it’s shameless. But it felt so good. Seeing herself impaled made Rosaline even more aroused. Finally, Rosaline, clutching the Earl’s neck, lost control and cried out.

“Ahh, H-honey, Honeyyy……! Hnnn!!”

The Earl licked Rosaline’s delicate neck, thrusting passionately. He buried himself deep inside her. Rosaline threw her head back, body trembling. The tip, pressing against the back of her cervix, pulsed and released a thick load of seed.

Whether it was true he’d abstained since his wife died, or simply hadn’t relieved himself in a long time, the Earl released an enormous amount of seed. The s*men, pumped directly into her womb, overflowed, leaking out around their joining. The Earl enjoyed the afterglow, moving his hips gently. Each time he moved through her tight body, his firm shaft became slick with the pungent seed.

Earl Balzac set Rosaline down and embraced her half-fainting waist, kissing her. Rosaline, her strength gone even to the tip of her tongue, weakly accepted the Earl’s kiss. The Earl lifted the fallen hem of her chemise and, with his fingers, pushed the s*men that was leaking from her body back inside, to help it be absorbed deeper.

“This way, you’ll conceive a child soon. Isn’t that right?”

“Hehe, yes… That’s right, Honey…”

“I’m looking forward to it. Our child.”

“Mm, yes…”

Overwhelmed by the pleasure she had tasted for the first time, Rosaline nodded frantically. The Earl, finding her adorable, curled his lips and led her back to the bed. Their wedding night continued even after dawn. And after being taken by the Earl, Rosaline was completely awakened to desire.

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“Co-Countess… You mustn’t do this.”

The stableboy spoke pitifully, but still allowed himself to be led by her hand. In the bright daylight, the only thing present was the so-called stable. Rosaline cornered the young stableboy with honey-colored hair. In one empty stall, only straw was piled up softly.

Rosaline pushed young Edward’s shoulder, and he stumbled, falling onto the straw.

“For someone who says that, you’re already standing at attention down there.”

“T-this is just physiological… If we’re caught, the Earl will kill me…”

“Ha, you must not know much since you haven’t been here long.”

Saying that, Rosaline straddled Edward’s waist and pulled down his trousers. Even before undressing him, the shape was obvious, but Edward’s curved member was already hard and leaking fluid. Yet he kept making excuses about the Earl.

Rosaline, as if used to it, pulled down the top of her dress, exposing her full br*asts. Then she lifted the dress’s skirt. Without any underwear, her bare body was revealed. Her hair was light, and her flesh was plump. Seeing her, Edward gasped. She was already wet, her essence flowing down to her thighs. The rich scent teased his senses.