The Role of Grand Duchess - Chapter 14 (M)

Her saliva trickled from the corner of her mouth, and her tongue followed, lapping it up as if it were precious, naturally tracing the curve of her jawline to her small earlobe.

He nibbled on the cartilage between his teeth, eliciting a soft moan. Even that was so endearing that the corners of his lips twitched. He traced her slender neckline with the tip of his tongue, then lowered his lips to her deeply hollowed collarbone, inhaling deeply, sending shivers from the top of her head to her toes.

His rampant manhood throbbed against Eileen’s soft thigh, flaunting itself, but Caelus didn’t rush. His feverishly heated lips lingered on her shoulder, leaving behind trails of scarlet, petal-like marks. He used his teeth to pull down the shoulder of her dress, rubbing his nose against the plump swell of her breast.

The sensation of the erect peak, already stiff with arousal, tickling his chin was vivid.

“Ah!”

Her rounded shoulders trembled as she let out a coquettish moan, as if begging him to hide her quickly. Caelus gladly took the fruit of pleasure prepared for him into his mouth, rolling it gently.

The well-ripened nipple was crushed against his tongue, a blissful taste that made his hair stand on end ravaging his senses. If it weren’t for the damned bandages, he would have already wantonly crushed this lewd flesh.

As the thought crossed his mind, the force with which he kneaded and sucked on the exposed breast intensified.

“Ah, ugh.”

With a moan of helplessness at the tantalizing stimulation, her small hands tightly clutched Caelus’s head.

“Haa, please… too much, ungh.”

Her frail plea only encouraged him to snatch at the small fruit, sucking with a slurp. With his blunt fingertips, he even pulled down the clothing covering the other breast, alternately sucking on both nipples.

“Hah, ugh. Ungh. Woo-ugh.”

Eileen’s vision turned white with the intense and persistent caresses that belied his status as an injured man. The heat throbbing between her legs made her thighs clench involuntarily. Her underwear, already soaked with the gushing wetness, clung to her tender skin, adding to the lewd stimulation.

He had only bared her breasts, but the sensation of climax, which she was now quite familiar with, made Eileen shudder as she felt her lower abdomen surge. If this continued, she felt like she would climax while straddling Caelus.

“N-no, ungh. Woo-ugh. Please, Caelus, heuh. Ungh.”

The small body, trembling intermittently, made it impossible not to know what she wanted. Caelus grinned, his mouth still latched onto her swollen nipple.

“You’re going to come just from having your breasts sucked? My wife is incredibly lewd.”

“Heuh, no, ah, no. Woo-ugh. Heuh.”

Eileen shook her head, teary-eyed. She wanted to clench the muscles below that felt as if they would burst any moment, but even that was beyond her control. Her body, overwhelmed by repeated pleasure, refused her commands, writhing for even greater sensations. And as if to meet those expectations, Caelus’s caresses became even more persistent.

“Heuh-ugh!”

In the end, what she had desperately held back burst forth. Caelus’s smile deepened, pleased by the woman’s climax that warmly soaked his thigh.

At that moment, Eileen’s body, flushed crimson with embarrassment, flipped over, and something soft touched her head.

Unable to bear seeing Caelus, who had instantly reversed their positions and was now on top of her, Eileen turned her head away and squeezed her eyes shut.

“You still have some shame left. That’s quite pleasing. But you see…”

At the end of his languid words, her wet skirt was slowly lifted. Even the feeling of the cold air clinging to her damp skin was electrifying.

“Heuh!”

Eileen stifled the moans that burst out helplessly at even the slightest stimulation. She was so embarrassed, yet at the same time, it felt so good that she didn’t know what to do.

Ah, was I such a lewd woman? Instead of stopping a sick person from doing this, I’m panting with pleasure.

She was on the verge of tears.

But Caelus didn’t stop. Caelus, who had been staring intently at the gap between her trembling thighs, soaked and throbbing, where the small mound nestled snugly against her underwear, slowly lowered his head.

His wet lips, reaching the vulva imbued with intense ecstasy, smiled wickedly.

“This is just the beginning, Eileen.”

“Aah-ugh!”

The feeling of the tip of his tongue, erect and dancing over her wet underwear, was explicit. The movement of pressing and rubbing against the long, parted slit, trembling with anticipation, was maddeningly lewd.

“Ah, ugh, woo-ugh, heuh. U-ungh.”

Moans begging him to enter deeper filled the bedroom. But the tip of his tongue, teasing and tickling over her underwear, seemed to have no intention of granting her wish.

“Heuh, ugh, please. Ah, aah.”

“Please?”

“Aah. Pleeease, ah, ah, woo-oogh.”

In the end, tears streamed down Eileen’s face. With a face mixed with pleasure and shame, she burst into a resentful cry towards Caelus, who was grinning with eyes lifted from between her legs.

“Heuh-ugh, it’s too much. Ah, heuh.”

“You’re so beautiful that I want to devour even your tears, what can I do?”

Caelus whispered softly against her vulva and bit off the string of her panties with his teeth. The thin piece of cloth, fragile compared to the man’s grip, was torn off without the slightest resistance.

The beautiful woman’s vulva, finally revealed, trembled. With a delicate movement, the parted slit vibrated, gushing wetness. As if waiting for it, Caelus licked it up with his tongue. He closed his eyes tightly, savoring the sweet taste of Eileen filling his mouth, and eagerly thrust his tongue into the hole.

The hot, narrow hole trembled as if convulsing, welcoming the intruder. Eileen’s vision flashed repeatedly as he licked the bumpy walls of her vagina and sucked up the sweet nectar that gushed endlessly from within, prodding and poking.

“Haa-ugh! Ah, aah, ugh, heuh, woo-ungh. Ah, ah.”

Even though she couldn’t use her hands, Caelus was relentless. He diligently loosened the place where he would enter and nibbled on the precious pearl-like clitoris that had risen with excitement. He licked between the plump flesh, as if thinning it out, and only after sucking up all the gushing climax that erupted again did he raise himself.

“Kuh, damn it.”

The tip of his penis, protruding above his pants, gushed a clear liquid. He had held back as much as he could, and it throbbed ominously. He roughly pulled down his pants with his clumsy fingertips, freeing only his penis, and immediately spread her wet flesh and thrust himself inside. The vagina, which had been limply relaxed, accepted the massive pillar as if it had been waiting, and immediately guided it to the end of the road.

“Haa-aht!”

A hot sensation that filled her belly tightly without any gaps. A joyful sense of fullness, more exhilarating than the pleasure of climax, spread throughout her body.

“Hoo, I’m going crazy.”

As he savored the flesh squeezing his penis, he slowly rotated his hips, and the sensation of ejaculation surged immediately.

It felt so good that he couldn’t bear it.

But he didn’t want to pull out what he had thrust into the woman’s body.

Caelus gritted his teeth and endured the sensation of ejaculation that spread like wildfire, and lowered his body to bite Eileen’s lips. His injured hand, supporting both sides of her body, ached, but he didn’t care.

But Eileen didn’t. Because there was Caelus’s arm, with blood seeping out right next to her eyes.

“W-wait a minute.”

“No.”

“There’s blood, there’s blood. This won’t do. So…”

Change positions…

Caelus’s expression went blank for a moment at the last daring words barely uttered by the faint voice, then returned to normal. And an uncontrollable laugh burst out.

He obediently raised his body. There was only one position he could take to avoid straining his injured arm and back.

The erect penis that had emerged from her hole as he sat up straight throbbed greatly in the air. Caelus, wearing a deep smile, looked down at Eileen, who was flushed red to the nape of her neck and couldn’t find a place to rest her eyes, and leisurely looked down at his lower body.

“I guess you’ll have to put it in and move it yourself.”

“U-uhm.”

“Hurry.”

“……”

With a tearful face, Eileen slowly moved her body.

She placed her hands on his firm shoulders, spread her legs, and carefully aligned the soaring phallus with her hole, and her wet flesh parted, swallowing the round, hard tip.

“Heuh!”

Her thighs clenched at the electrifying sensation, even though only the entrance had opened. He was driven mad by the sight of her slender body, trembling with only the tip swallowed. Caelus, lightly kissing the red and blue marks that rippled before his eyes, whispered in an excited voice.

“You have to relax and swallow it all the way. Eileen.”

“Heuh, that’s… not as I please, haa-ugh!”

In the end, the two bandaged hands grabbed Eileen’s pelvis tightly and pressed down hard.

The tip of the penis, which had been swallowed all the way in an instant, slammed into the entrance of her uterus. Eileen’s mouth opened wide at the deep insertion that seemed to push everything in her belly upwards.

As if it were natural, his tongue pushed into her open mouth. At the same time, the act of thrusting his hips from below began.

“Heup, ugh!”

With his slender body tightly embraced by his uncomfortable arms, the massive pillar rapidly moved in and out of the hole slick with wetness. The lewd sound of smooth flesh rubbing against flesh was interspersed with the dull thuds of pounding stakes. Her plump breasts and soft chest, swollen with sweat, rubbed against his sweaty, angry chest.

Sometimes he playfully nibbled on her lower lip, sometimes he licked her nape, and the man’s genitals continued to dig into and stir Eileen’s lower body as if it were his own.

“Aah… ugh. Ugh.”

She didn’t know how many times she had climaxed in this state, nor how many times the man had ejaculated. Her throat was all cracked and hoarse, and now even her moans only leaked out like the rustling of escaping air.

Red fireworks were constantly exploding in front of her eyes, which had turned white and distant. The pleasure, which she could never get used to, but which was only good enough to die for, swallowed and shook Eileen’s entire body.

In the end, Eileen’s head dropped onto his broad shoulder.

Caelus, who was holding tightly onto her limp body, chuckled.

“I think I need to build up my stamina.”

The thing that was still stiff and throbbing showed no signs of dying down. But Eileen was weaker than him. If he fulfilled all his desires, the sick person might be reversed.

Caelus slowly laid Eileen down on the bed and sat down next to her. In a position that was the exact opposite of a few hours ago, he quietly admired Eileen, who was sleeping as if unconscious, breathing softly.

“Beautiful. And…”

Lovely.

A sentiment that was still awkward to utter tickled his heart.

How much time had passed? Only after her flushed face had regained its color and the length of her deepened breaths had become peacefully elongated did Caelus rise from his seat.

“Keuh.”

Only then did he feel a stabbing pain in his back and arms. It was a pain that was unfamiliar to him, who had survived countless near-death experiences, but on the other hand, it was a familiar feeling.

It couldn’t be helped. The curse of black magic, hadn’t he lived with the demonic energy it contained in his body for his entire life? Perhaps that was why he could clearly feel the ominous and dark energy that this demonic energy was emitting. He was originally skilled at reading the senses of those around him, so he could feel the energy, which was clearly different from that of a normal human, in great detail.

Caelus turned his head to look out the window and muttered softly.

“At least it’s not near here.”

“Uhm.”

Although it was a small murmur, Eileen, who was asleep, must have heard it, as she stirred slightly. Looking at her plump, swollen lips, Caelus’s lower abdomen bubbled again, and he jumped up from his seat. But even then, he still stood and looked at Eileen.

I think I’m crazy.

It’s a funny thing.

No sooner had he been freed from the curse of black magic than he had been bound by a new magical spell.

By a dazzling and wonderful spell called love.

Caelus, who had engraved the image of the sleeping Eileen in his eyes until the end, finally turned his back and came out of the room. Then, Count Roang, who had been eagerly waiting for him at the end of the hallway, rushed up to him at once.

“Your Grace!”

“Quiet. The Grand Duchess is sleeping.”

“……Yes. Then let’s go downstairs.”

“Let’s.”

Caelus strode past Count Roang, his footsteps leaving a trail of carelessly loosened bandages. Count Roang’s face twisted as he picked up the bandages, stained with blood and pus.

“How can you just unravel these? Your wound is still serious.”

“This little thing?”

Caelus scoffed. Having survived a wound that pierced just below his heart, and a neck that was slashed but not severed, burns and a flayed back were nothing to him.

But Count Roang shook his head.

“That little thing isn’t just any wound, it’s from black magic.”