The Great Wish - Chapter 33: The Present and Future Intersect (4) (M)

Has it really only been three days?

She knew that if her visits became more frequent, someone would eventually notice. The idea of the Silver King sneaking out to visit the Marquess in the middle of the night would send shockwaves through society.

Then again, what was one more rumor among so many? There were already endless whispers, so what harm would one more do?

The Countess won’t like it, she thought.

Kuhn had mentioned it once in passing.

“It seems like the Countess dislikes me because of those rumors.”

“That can’t be. I haven’t noticed any change in how she treats you.”

“I can tell. She looks at me with such cold eyes.”

After that conversation, Sienna had observed Beth more closely, noticing that her feelings toward Kuhn did seem strained. Beth never said anything outright, but whenever the topic of the Marquess of Rad came up, she subtly steered the conversation elsewhere.

Sienna chuckled softly as she remembered the melancholy expression on Kuhn’s face. She pressed her hand to her chest, where her heart beat a little faster just thinking about him. Thoughts of him made her smile, but there were moments when sudden loneliness crept in as if she were standing alone in some vast, barren land with the wind blowing harshly around her.

She had learned what it meant to feel lonely. The happiness of being with him had shown her the deep ache of being apart.

She was about to head to bed when her gaze shifted toward the balcony window, for no particular reason—just an impulse. And there, standing with his hand raised as if to knock, was Kuhn.

Sienna’s eyes widened, blinking in disbelief. She froze in place, holding her breath in shock.

Tap, tap.

Kuhn lightly knocked on the window. Still bewildered, Sienna slowly walked toward the balcony. She had just been thinking about him, and now here he was, as if summoned by her thoughts.

She unlatched the window, and as she pulled it open, Kuhn stepped inside.

“I’m glad you’re still awake. I was worried you’d be asleep…” he started to say, but he stopped when Sienna suddenly threw herself into his arms. Instinctively, he reached out to catch her, his words cut short. He paused for a moment, then laughed softly, wrapping his arms tightly around her.

Her body, covered in a thin nightgown, was warm against his. Every time he held her, it was a struggle to control his strength. He wanted to hold her so tightly, to the point of crushing her, but he was always careful, afraid of bruising her delicate skin. The joy of holding her made his body tense, a subtle stiffness creeping in.

“Sienna…” he murmured.

Her hands were running down his back, her fingers tracing his spine and digging lightly into his muscles.

“Sienna,” he repeated, this time a little firmer. Finally, she lifted her head from where she had buried it in his chest, blinking up at him with wide eyes, as if wondering what the problem was.

Kuhn felt his mind go blank. She was so beautiful, so cute—he couldn’t even think of how to describe her. He wanted to devour her whole.

No.

His fingers twitched with the urge to touch her, but he fought it back. This wasn’t why he had come. He hadn’t sneaked into her bedroom in the dead of night driven by desire.

“Sienna, I came because—”

She cut him off with a kiss to his throat. The unexpected kiss froze Kuhn in place like a stiff doll.

Her playful reaction to his awkwardness made her giggle. Kuhn could be an impeccable gentleman, but at times he acted like a primal, instinct-driven man. Is he being a gentleman tonight? she wondered with amusement. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she rose up on her toes to nip at his chin before pressing her lips to his.

She watched, satisfied, as his eyes slowly darkened with desire. He was so easy to tempt, and she loved that about him. She adored the way his gaze shifted into the hungry look of a man who wanted her.

His black eyes grew even deeper, a smoldering heat simmering behind them. But there was still a trace of hesitation lingering in them, which frustrated her. Right now, she didn’t want a gentleman—she wanted the savage side of him.

With deliberate boldness, she placed her hand on his chest and slowly slid it down. Her hand moved over his hard abs and then lower, until it reached the front of his pants. He was already half-hard, and her touch made him stiffen completely. She wrapped her hand around him, looking up with a teasing smile.

He broke. His grip around her waist tightened, pulling her closer. As his lips descended toward hers, Sienna closed her eyes in anticipation.

He kissed her hungrily, devouring her mouth with an urgency that sent a shiver down her spine. His tongue pushed into her mouth, exploring and tasting every part of her.

Sienna let out a faint moan, her legs trembling as her body responded to the intensity of the kiss. His tongue pulled hers into his mouth, the pressure causing a tingling sensation in her fingertips. Her legs grew weak, and she found herself stepping backward.

Slowly, they moved toward the bed, and when her legs hit the edge, she tumbled back onto the soft mattress. For a brief moment, she felt the weightless sensation of falling before the bed caught her, its plush surface cushioning her body. Kuhn fell on top of her, his entire body pressing down, warm and heavy.

Sienna wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as she kissed him deeply, savoring the warmth of his tongue in her mouth. The sweetness of the moment sent a sharp thrill through her, and she reveled in the feel of his hands roaming over her body.

“Hah… Sienna. Wait, just a moment…” Kuhn murmured between kisses, pressing his lips to her forehead and nose. He gently grasped her arms, which were wrapped tightly around his neck.

“I can’t move like this,” he whispered with a soft chuckle. When her grip loosened slightly, he leaned down to kiss her again, his lips grazing hers before nipping at her lower lip and licking the soft skin inside.

His hands moved from her chest down to her waist, slipping beneath her nightgown to cup her soft, round bottom. As his fingers ventured lower, they found their way inside her underwear.

“Mmm…”

He let out a low groan as his fingers brushed over the soft, wet heat between her legs. She was already so wet. Not just aroused, but soaked, as if she had been ready for him long before this moment.

Kuhn slid his fingers inside her, her slick walls tightening around him as if drawing him in deeper.

“Ah!” Sienna gasped.

Kuhn nipped at her earlobe as she trembled beneath him, his voice a rough whisper, heavy with desire.

“What were you doing before I came?” His voice, deep and husky, was laced with excitement. The sound of it sent shivers down Sienna’s spine. His fingers withdrew, only to thrust back inside, twisting and probing deeply. His tongue traced a wet line along her cheek.

“Did you touch yourself here?” he asked.

“Ah… no… no,” she gasped, shaking her head. But the intensity of her denial felt like an admission.

“Then why are you so wet? Can’t you feel it, dripping over my fingers?” he teased.

Her eyes flickered with embarrassment. She had been thinking of him before he arrived, and it had stirred something within her, leaving her body responsive and eager. The way her body had already heated up was mortifying.

“…It’s just…”

“Just what?” he pressed, his movements intensifying, his fingers pumping harder inside her.

“Ah!” she cried out, barely able to form words. “Just… thinking about you…”

A dangerous gleam flashed in his eyes at her confession.

“Do you know what it feels like inside you right now? You’re gripping my fingers so tightly. Were you thinking about me when you got like this, all alone?” he growled.

She shook her head vigorously, though her body’s response betrayed her. She could feel the way her inner muscles contracted around his fingers, the tremors of arousal that signaled how badly she wanted him. Her body was wide open, craving him.

The slick sound of her arousal was loud in the room as his fingers moved within her. The shame only heightened her pleasure, and she let out a series of soft whimpers, her body tightening as waves of pleasure crashed over her.

“Ahh!” she gasped as she reached her peak, her body going rigid as fireworks exploded behind her eyes.

Her lips parted, her eyes glazed with ecstasy, and Kuhn watched her with a primal satisfaction. He muttered something under his breath, barely aware of his own words as the heat in his body rose to a fever pitch. The hardness pressing against his pants strained painfully, begging for release.

But instead of immediately plunging into her, he was overcome with an overwhelming desire to lose himself in the scent and taste of her. With a low growl, he tore off her underwear and pushed up her nightgown. Gripping her thighs, he spread them wide and buried his face between them.

“Ah!” she cried out, her voice high-pitched, her head snapping back as he began to lap at her.

His tongue flicked inside her, exploring her deeply, as he greedily drank in the wetness that spilled from her. Every time his tongue slid over her sensitive flesh, her body shuddered, and her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer.

“Ah… ah… Kuhn…” she moaned, her voice trembling. His tongue traced every sensitive spot, and each touch sent electric shocks through her entire body. Her inner muscles continued to spasm, contracting and releasing around nothing, as the pleasure spiraled higher and higher.

Her scent filled his senses, driving him wild. The sound of her soft cries was more intoxicating than any music. Licking her wasn’t enough—he wanted to taste all of her. Pressing his lips to her heated core, he began sucking on the swollen bud of her clit, drawing it into his mouth.

“Ahhh!” she gasped sharply, her body jerking in response, every nerve alight with pleasure.

Sienna’s body arched as waves of pleasure rippled through her. Every nerve in her spine tingled, her body shivering in response to the intense sensation coursing through her. Just as the high of her climax began to ebb, she felt him press against her, his large, rigid length pushing into the slick entrance between her legs.

Her eyes widened in shock, her mouth opening in a silent gasp. His slow, deliberate thrusts stretched her trembling walls to their limits, the friction intense as her body instinctively tightened around him. The sensation of his thick girth pressing inside her, combined with the contractions of her inner muscles, sent a jolt of overwhelming pleasure through her already sensitive body.

He spread her thighs wider, driving himself deeper until he was buried to the hilt. Her insides felt impossibly hot and slick, her walls clinging to him like they were made to hold him. He paused for a moment, catching his breath, eyes squeezed shut as he struggled to control the rising heat within him.

Kuhn glanced down at Sienna, lying beneath him in disarray, her nightgown pushed up to her waist. He hadn’t even had the presence of mind to fully undress, his pants barely pushed down enough to free himself. It was chaotic and messy, but there was something about that rawness, that secret intimacy shared only between the two of them, that he found deeply satisfying. In this moment, they belonged entirely to each other.

Pulling back slightly, he thrust in again, harder this time, the force of it making her body jerk. He lifted her legs onto his shoulders and quickened his pace, the sound of their bodies slapping together filling the room.

“Ah! Ahh!” she cried out, her voice rising in pitch as he pounded into her. Each thrust pushed her further into the mattress, her chin tilting up with every deep, forceful stroke. His rigid shaft pierced her repeatedly, scraping against her sensitive inner walls with a relentless rhythm that bordered on overwhelming.

“Mmngh! Ah! Ahhh!”

The pleasure was sharp and almost painful, yet it coursed through her body like fire, lighting up every nerve. Her vision blurred in and out, her mind teetering on the edge of consciousness as her body responded to the onslaught. The sensation of him filling her completely, hitting the deepest parts of her, brought a euphoric sense of satisfaction that mingled with the relentless pleasure. She was aware of how sensitive her body was, and so was he.

“Damn… you’re… so tight today…” he groaned through gritted teeth, feeling her walls clamp down on him, almost as if they were trying to pull him deeper. Her moans, her gasping breaths, the way she was losing herself to the sensations—it was all driving him wild. The heat in his own body was reaching a fever pitch, his control fraying as every thrust sent shudders of pleasure through him.

He gripped her thighs harder, bending her in half as he pressed her deeper into the bed with each hard thrust. His powerful body pinned her in place, and with every movement, her lithe form bounced slightly against the sheets.

“Ahh! Mmh!”

Her legs shook in the air, her mind blank from the overwhelming pleasure. His thick, unyielding length hammered into her, filling her so completely that every withdrawal left her craving more, and every forceful plunge brought sharp bursts of ecstasy.

“Ahh… Ahh!” she moaned, her body going rigid as another powerful orgasm took hold. Her toes curled, and her body trembled violently as the wave of pleasure surged through her, lifting her off the bed in a dizzying rush. Her vision flickered as white-hot pleasure consumed her.

As her body spasmed uncontrollably, he continued to thrust into her, slow and deliberate now, dragging out her pleasure as long as possible. Her inner walls clenched and released around him in erratic waves, drawing him in deeper with each pulse. Tears slid down her temples as she gasped for breath, overwhelmed by the intensity.

“Hah… hah…” she panted, her body going limp, utterly spent. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she struggled to catch her breath. She barely registered it when he withdrew, the sudden emptiness making her shiver. She blinked up at him, her body still thrumming with the aftershocks of pleasure, and watched in disbelief as he stroked himself to release.

Her eyes widened as she saw him in the throes of climax, his hand moving over his length as he spilled himself. His face was tight with concentration, his expression raw and unguarded in a way that made her heart race. She couldn’t tear her eyes away, even as their gazes met, the intensity in his dark eyes too much to bear. Embarrassed, she quickly looked away, her face flushed.

Kuhn licked his dry lips, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth as he watched her. The momentary relief only fueled his desire further. Tossing aside his shirt, he peeled off the pants hanging low on his hips.

This was far from over.

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