Then what was the problem?

There was a limit to forcing himself to sleep anyway. Honestly, he wanted to immediately strip away this filthy feeling brought on by the past, no matter what it took.

Finally, he found himself thinking thoughts he would never normally have about this woman who knew nothing but the sword.

His fingertips had unconsciously reached out to caress around her lips. Having reached a clean logic, he whispered sweetly in her ear:

“Everything here belongs to me. If I wanted to, I could take you right here and now.”

Flora pondered Claude’s answer, which seemed strangely misaligned as a response to her question. But……

It was difficult.

“Will you do that?”

“If I want to.”

He lowered his head and gazed at her intently.

A twisted emotion silently raised its head at the fact that she, who showed no change in expression, could make such a bewildered face, and that he alone could see it.

“I’m the one who promised you a new life.”

Claude, who had been quietly observing her small bowed head, spoke.

It was very easy to fabricate plausible emotions. He could hold a maid as much as he wanted for his own peace of mind. She was very soft, like that day’s sentiment.

Claude quietly reached out his arm and took her wrist, kissing it as carefully as if it belonged to a noble lady.

A more moist sensation deeply stained the white skin where the ticklish feeling had brushed past. Reddish marks gradually spread across the tender flesh.

Her delicate eyelashes that had been trembling gently rose. While maintaining eye contact, Claude rubbed her plump, scarlet flesh.

Her body tilted with an unconscious sigh-like moan. A leisurely hand gently stroked her thin ankle. As he languidly caressed her fragile bones, disturbance fell across her expressionless face.

Flora trembled helplessly at his languid touch as it traced from her delicate ankle bones up her calves, waist, chest, neck, and finally to her face.

Her body gradually heated up. Claude, who had made her lean her slightly breathless upper body against him, asked:

“Tell me how it feels.”

She didn’t know enough to untangle her complex feelings. Even after recalling every word she knew, she couldn’t find one to describe what this feeling was.

“When I kiss you,”

The firm fingertips that had been gently caressing her jawline suddenly applied pressure. Her master pushed between her slightly roughly parted lips.

“How does it feel?”

Hot breath burst between her consumed lips. He came between her parted lips and took her hot, overwhelming breath. The soft sensation was welcome. His hand holding her grew increasingly firm.

A hot tongue entered her mouth, tapping against the tender mucous membrane, then immediately entangled her tongue as if to pull it out by the root. As their intertwined tongues tangled like one body, saliva that hadn’t been swallowed pooled inside her lips. Before she could release a shallow breath, he tilted his jaw and pressed his lips against hers, overlapping them.

“Ung……! Mmph, hng……”

“I asked how this makes you feel.”

While endlessly repeating the same question, the kisses grew even deeper. As if determined to hear an answer, he endlessly devoured her tender, plump lips.

He evenly licked her teeth, then wrapped around while stroking up her palate lengthwise. Her heart pounded as if it would burst when his wet tongue sucked and ground the flesh he had drawn in this way and that.

Sensing Flora’s body tensing with nervousness, Claude reached out his straight fingers to caress around her waist with its seductively curving line. Her sweet bodily scent along with her smooth skin made his nose dizzy.

After tracing over the soft mucous membrane, his tongue lasciviously captured the retreating one, drawing it in past her even teeth and tender palate. Following the sensation of her plump lips came, absurdly enough, a lingering sweetness that clung heavily to his taste buds.

When he grabbed her swollen br*asts while roughly roaming inside her lips, her round shoulders hunched. Her whole body trembled at the tingling sensation.

“Ahh……”

His lips that had completely consumed even her shallow breath slid down to bite the hollow area below her collarbone. The sensation of him meticulously licking up every fine hair was both gentle and excessively erotic.

As the red and purple teeth marks spreading across her fair skin increased one by one, it felt as if all her bodily sensations were awakening at once.

“Nng. You know I came here……to protect you, my lord……”

“I’ll decide that.”

The arrogantly spoken words carried undeniable power.

Unlike her who didn’t know what to do, his eyes were deep and calm.

“What I want right now is you.”

With each layer of her thin clothing removed by his straight fingers, her figure with its beautifully toned muscles was revealed. Soon Claude’s broad hands had stripped Flora of every last piece of clothing. His Adam’s apple moved slowly as he took in her completely n*ked form.

His curved eyes slid slowly along Flora’s body lines. Her flesh that he was fully facing for the first time was incredibly beautiful. Not only was her fat stomach without an ounce of excess fat perfect, but her slender arms and smooth legs were also sleek.

The harmony of curves flowing from her fair and luscious br*asts through her concave waist to her wide hips was especially, truly the epitome of art.

As he had known, while she was undoubtedly slender, the voluptuous woman’s body with its narrow waist made his eyes dizzy. His straight index finger traced along her curves as if painting with a brush.

Soon his fingertip grazed against her n*pple. Each time this happened, Flora’s twitching made her look as vulnerable as a hunted rabbit in this moment. From between their overlapped lips came a thin moan at the ticklish yet strange sensation.

“Mmnh……! Hnn……”

“If I said this was also included in guarding my nights, what would you answer?”

As he asked, Claude pressed his lips to the end of her prettily curved eyebrow while wearing a faint smile. Her body, which had been tense with nervousness at his touch, softly relaxed. When his gaze fell on her br*asts that had turned red like ripe apples, he couldn’t help but reach out.

The swollen flesh swayed and was kneaded within his large palm. A strange pleasure arose whenever her protruding peak pressed against his palm. Her shoulders in his embrace jerked up when he placed her n*pple between his thumb and index finger, gently rubbing it with his fingertips.

“Haah…… Nnh, nn……”

Clear teardrops slid down her fair cheeks. Though confused, she was surrendering her body to pleasure.

The hand wrapped around her waist traced her skin,  as if reclaiming what was originally his before gripping tightly. He gathered her perky br*asts together and licked them vertically. Then he circled his tongue around the ar*ola and sucked in the n*pple that stood out red against her snow-white skin with a pop.

“Haa, haah……! St…… stop, nnh.”

As he wetly sucked on her n*pple several times, Flora threw her head back, panting. After her n*pple disappeared between his lips multiple times, wrapped in his moist tongue, he suddenly began to nibble on the tip. A tingling sensation that ran up her spine turned her vision white.

“Hngh, ha…… Master.”

At her sweet moan that he couldn’t believe came from Flora, he opened his mouth and bit down on her entire ar*ola as if to suck it in. The soft flesh that felt like it would burst with sweet pulp if bitten was repeatedly sucked into him.

Her moans grew thicker as his high nose bridge rubbed deeply into her ample cleavage.

“Ah, aah…… ahng!”

When he licked up Flora’s earlobe with his tongue, he felt an ache building below. His gaze that had been looking down at her gently suddenly changed. His touches that had maintained restraint grew increasingly blatant. His firm fingertips gradually sought out her intimate, wet place.

“Ha…… Master.”

The teary eyes above her flushed lower lids looked ready to spill tears at any moment. Flora’s long, thin eyelashes trembled. Even though his touch merely grazed her damp underwear, her whole body shivered.

“Just from your reactions now, it seems you’re enjoying this.”

He laughed languidly at the wet sensation under his fingertips.

“If you want to refuse, you can try now.”

“Nn, nnh…… Nnnh—!”

The hand caressing her moist groin delved deeper, gently stroking her p*ssy. Her waist twisted involuntarily at the unbearable pleasure.

Claude pressed his upper body against her chest as if crushing her. His thigh pushed between her legs. She felt a heavy pressure.

His firm thigh rubbed explicitly against her p*ssy. Behind the lewd sound of rubbing—ssk ssk—her wet underwear rolled into her p*ssy from the friction. The sensation built in layers, making her lower region instantly grow wet.

Heat rose in their closely pressed bodies. Her trembling shoulders stilled. It was because his fingertips had brushed against places they shouldn’t touch.