Chapter 18

Avgenia, who had been called a monster for her swordsmanship as a child, thought so.

“And your hands, too.”

When Avgenia pulled Alexei’s hand to her chest, his large hand found its place, cupping her br*ast.

The moment Avgenia’s br*ast was in his hand, the heat between them intensified. As if unable to control his desire, Alexei began to devour her lips, his tongue gently probing between her lips, seeking permission to invade.

There was no need for permission—Avgenia’s mouth had already accepted him. The man’s thick tongue entered, carefully exploring her teeth and tickling the roof of her mouth.

“Mmm, mmm…”

As the ticklish sensation made Avgenia m*an, his hot, thick tongue finally filled her small mouth completely.

When she impulsively pushed her tongue in, his much smaller, adorable tongue welcomed it, and Alexei thought he might lose his mind. Avgenia’s tongue clung more tightly than he’d imagined, her lips were soft, sweet, tender—tangled with his in a way that made him feel his own tongue was melting.

At that moment, a sharp pleasure shot through his chest.

“…Mm.”

“You, like this.”

Between their tangled lips, Avgenia’s breathy words slipped out. By now, her fingers had undone his shirt, and her nails traced the darker skin of his chest.

Her gaze demanded he follow her lead, and Alexei’s throat grew hot as he swallowed hard.

Honestly, Alexei was only lightly kneading her br*ast, unsure what to do. In his heart, he wanted to squeeze until her flesh spilled between his fingers, to rub the firm peak through the thin fabric, or to bury his face between her br*asts and pant for breath.

But, if he didn’t do as Avgenia wanted, this lucky moment might vanish. Alexei resolved to take only what she allowed.

That brief hesitation felt like an eternity to Avgenia.

“Hurry, okay?”

Her red eyes shone, urging him on. Alexei brought his index and middle fingers together on the br*ast he was holding. He’d spread his fingers wide to avoid touching her as a dog in heat might, but now, the already *rect peak rubbed against his fingers through the thin negligee.

Avgenia drew in a short breath and tilted her head back.

“No.”

Ah, did he make a mistake? As Alexei’s lips hesitated, Avgenia spoke again.

“You have to put your hand inside my clothes.”

His member, already damp at the tip, swelled again.

But Alexei kept a calm face, reaching for the neckline of her negligee…

“Don’t do that.”

Avgenia pulled away slightly, hooked her fingers in the front of her negligee, and slid it down below her shoulders. The loose garment easily exposed more than half her br*asts.

‘Ah, so…’

She was telling him to undress her, but he’d already lifted her skirt… As Alexei glanced down, he saw her bare legs under the skirt bunched at her waist, and the damp silver curls and wet bed sheets below.

Everywhere he looked was *rotic.

Did he dislike it? Impossible. The problem was…

“Hmm?”

Alexei froze, clearly inexperienced at undressing a woman, and Avgenia tilted her head. Her hand fell away from her clothes, as if deflated.

“Lexie, if you keep breaking the flow like this…”

She leaned back, hands behind her, moving away from him. Alexei’s hand, still shaped as if holding her br*ast, hung in the air.

“That’s not good.”

Not good. Alexei felt his heart drop.

Noticing the despair on his face, Avgenia’s playful smile faded into bitterness.

He was eager to learn how to please a woman, but maybe he was just excited about being with someone—not about being with her…

‘Lexie wouldn’t just jump at a woman because she’s n*ked.’

Dwelling on that human trust, her heart ached even more. If he were the type to chase after money, she could at least pretend he was aroused by her.

Anyway, tonight was hers.

Trying to forget her sinking heart, Avgenia’s playful smile grew deeper.

“Want to try again?”

“…Yes.”

Of course. Alexei, with a resolve Avgenia couldn’t imagine, slid her negligee up and off her head.

Her heavy br*ast, brushed upward by the lifted garment, bounced lightly as it fell.

Avgenia’s slender shoulders, delicate collarbones, and below them, her soft, weighty br*asts… Just seeing that made Alexei’s heart race.

To see Avgenia’s real n*ked body with his own eyes…

‘…This isn’t the time.’

He’d been given another chance—he had to do well.

“Then, as you like, Your Highness.”

“Mmm, everyone says that.”

“Anyway, isn’t this what you prefer, Your Highness?”

Right…? That reply was swallowed in Alexei’s mouth.

After teasing gently, their kisses grew rough and hungry, lips biting and tongues tangling. Saliva of unknown origin dripped between their tightly pressed lips.

Meanwhile, Alexei’s large hand played with Avgenia’s br*ast, supporting the underside, pushing up, teasing the *reola with his fingertips, gently twisting the base, scraping the peak, squeezing until her white flesh bulged between his fingers, and rubbing her n*pple between them…

“Mmm, mm…”

His kiss was as soft as it was intense, and the feeling was just as desperate. Maybe because her chest was closer than his lips, the tingling sensation spread from her br*ast all the way down to her navel. She was desperate to be swept away by the merciless pleasure beyond this gentle stimulation.

Avgenia’s hand slipped inside Alexei’s shirt, brushing his shoulders, and he shrugged off his shirt, tossing it to the floor. As their lips parted momentarily—

“Will you kiss me somewhere else?”

It was a gentle command, but Avgenia’s face was flushed from their kissing, and her lips were wet, so Alexei didn’t even think of it as an order.

Most of all, he wanted it.

“You can be rougher… mm.”

As Alexei pressed kisses down Avgenia’s neck, he suddenly sucked hard at the base, making her gasp. His blue eyes trembled as he checked her face.

“Are you alright?”

“Y-yes. I like it… mm.”

Alexei buried his face in her body again.

Down her collarbone to her underarm, following the curve to her br*ast, which grew fuller as he moved lower. He kissed and sucked Avgenia’s soft, pale skin over and over—sometimes randomly, sometimes as possessive marks.

He’d seen her milk-white skin marked with hickeys many times before, when he’d visited her after she’d spent the night with another man. He’d long wanted to cover those marks with his own.

Until now, he’d never had the chance, and now there was nothing to cover.

Unlike his assumptions, Avgenia’s chest, untouched for days, was its natural color, but Alexei didn’t notice.

“Ah, really, really…”

Soon, Alexei was lost in Avgenia’s br*asts. He’d wanted to do this since seeing her bare chest bounce, so there was no restraint. Held in his strong arms, Avgenia was pressed down by his weight.

“So soft, sweet, more than I imagined…”

“…Mm, well, they’re all similar… mm.”

Finally, reaching her cleavage, Alexei pulled her closer, burying his face in her plump br*asts, filling his nose with the scent of her skin. With their bodies pressed together, his hardness pushed against Avgenia’s thigh.

Oh.

Surprised by the unexpected size, Avgenia’s hand in his hair paused.

“Kissing here…”

“Hmm?”

“Do you like that too?”

“Of course… mm!”

As she answered, his mouth closed deeply over the most sensitive part of her br*ast. He wrapped his tongue around the base, nibbled the tip… Meanwhile, his other hand held her other br*ast, squeezing, rolling the n*pple, pinching it between his fingers.

“Ah, mm, mm…”

With Alexei lying flat on top of her, Avgenia could only stroke his hair and shift her shoulders.

Tugging, biting, sucking, pinching her n*pples, biting or squeezing her br*ast… His diligent caresses soaked her below. Maybe because she’d already cl*maxed once, she was quickly aroused again by these subtle signs.

“Mm, mm…”

Avgenia took Alexei’s hand from her n*pple.

“Lexie.”

At the sound of her voice, Alexei looked up at her, mouth still on her br*ast.

“Let’s do more next time.”

‘Next time? When? With you, Your Highness? Or on my own…?’

Wanting to enjoy the soft sensation in his hand and mouth longer, Alexei’s face grew clouded.

Oof. The feeling around his fingertips made his hardness ache again. Following her lead, Alexei’s hand found Avgenia’s entrance, slick and wet.

So, this… As if answering the question on his face, Avgenia spoke quickly.

“Let’s move on to the next thing.”

The next thing was another step. Just imagining ‘the next’ made Alexei almost cl*max again. As he used all his strength to avoid an embarrassing end, Avgenia could hardly wait.

“Hurry.”

Ever since she’d felt his hardness against her thigh, Avgenia had thought of nothing but having it inside her.

Alexei couldn’t know that. As he tried to calm himself, ready to move down at her command—

“You can use your hand.”

Avgenia grabbed his arm.

“But Your Highness, you said before you like it with the mouth…”

“No, this is good enough. Hurry.”

“…Yes.”

At Avgenia’s urging, Alexei stroked her below. Having done it thousands of times in his imagination, the act itself wasn’t difficult.

The sensation, unfamiliar and not found in imagination, stuck to his fingertips differently than when meeting her with his mouth.

“Ahh…”

As he experimentally brushed the plump, heated surface of her cl*toris, Avgenia’s legs trembled finely.