Your Majesty, I’m Not that Man - Chapter 12. The Tyrant’s Fiancée (6) (M)
Perhaps that was why Cassion’s face seemed even more attractive this morning. His golden hair shimmered softly in the sunlight filtering through the curtains, highlighting his flawless skin and long eyelashes. His perfectly straight nose and sensual lips were enough to stir desires she hadn’t known she had.
‘God… he’s really gorgeous.’
She could stare at him for hours, mesmerized, until she forgot to breathe and passed out.
‘No, no! What am I thinking?! Am I that enchanted after just one day?!’
Sure, Cassion had been especially sweet yesterday. The time they spent together in the bathroom was… satisfying. If it were always that good, she wouldn’t mind spending her entire two-day break in his arms.
“Just going to stare without touching?”
Cassion’s seductive voice startled her. She flinched, instinctively trying to scurry to the edge of the bed, but his strong arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her back.
In one swift motion, he flipped her onto her back, hovering over her with eyes blazing like a predator’s. His smirk was pure mischief, his gaze a dangerous caress.
“Good morning, my duchess.”
His eyes roamed over her naked body, peeking out from beneath the sheet. Cassion’s voice was a husky whisper, dripping with desire.
“G-Good morning, Your Majesty. If you’ll excuse me now…”
“No. We didn’t get to do anything last night, did we?”
Levinia stiffened. Sure, they had only slept at night, but they’d certainly done plenty in the bathroom earlier! The reason she had passed out was entirely Cassion’s fault!
“Th-That’s because of you, Your Majesty!”
“Does that mean you didn’t enjoy it?”
His teasing question made Levinia’s face turn bright red.
“I-I did enjoy it, but… that doesn’t mean you should immediately—!”
“How could I not react when you say you enjoyed being in my arms?”
Cassion pouted, his cheeks faintly pink. Something felt off. He almost always woke up aroused in the morning. So why had he been calm until now?
‘Wait… did he wake up before me? And then pretend to be asleep?!’
Thank goodness she hadn’t touched him!
It seemed as if he had been waiting for Levinia to make the first move. She was too flustered to point this out when Cassion suddenly pressed his lips against hers.
“Mm…!”
His warm, firm tongue parted her lips and slipped inside, the heat of his embrace wrapping around her entirely. Their bare skin brushed together as his arms tightened around her.
Her chest pressed against his broad, solid body, the sensation of her sensitive peaks brushing against him making her breath hitch.
And then—just as she feared—Cassion noticed.
He leaned back slightly, his eyes flashing with a knowing gleam before his hand cupped her breast, kneading it firmly. His lips found her now-taut peak, teasing it with his tongue.
“Ahh… Nngh… Mmh…”
Is there anything this man can’t do?
Everywhere he touched felt so good that Levinia couldn’t help but wonder if something had changed within her body.
“No one will disturb us today,” Cassion murmured, his voice low and sultry. “So…”
The hand that had been thoroughly exploring her chest began to drift lower, slipping between her thighs. He caressed her gently, finding her already drenched in warmth and desire. The slickness coating her made his smile grow deeper and more knowing.
“Haa… No… Your Majesty… Please, let’s do this under the covers…”
Levinia couldn’t help but miss the blanket Cassion had carelessly tossed aside. Even though the light filtering through the curtains was soft, it felt far too bright to her flushed face. Cassion, his expression playful, gazed at her intently.
“No, that won’t do. I plan to fully enjoy the sight of my duchess lost in pleasure.”
“Ah—! Nngh…!”
His fingers slipped inside, teasing her tender flesh as she squirmed beneath his touch. Every movement sent ripples of heat through her, drawing soft moans from her lips.
“Haa… Mmngh… Ahh…!”
“Levinia… don’t close your legs. How else am I supposed to adore you properly?”
Cassion lifted his head from Levinia’s chest and whispered softly, his hand wrapping around her wrists, pressing them gently above her head.
Huh?
In an instant, she realized her wrists were bound, her eyes widening in surprise. She looked up at Cassion in shock, only to find his blue eyes glinting with mischievous delight.
“Remember the promise I made? I said I’d tie you up one day.”
“W-Well, you did, but— Ah!”
Cassion gently spread her legs apart and reached for the silken ropes tied to the lower corners of the bed. He carefully secured each ankle, the soft fabric snug but leaving no marks, yet firm enough to leave her unable to move.
“Haa… This suits you perfectly.”
This was something Cassion had long dreamed of doing. He had held back, fearing it might upset her. But now, with trust between them, Levinia wasn’t frightened. Instead, her face flushed a deep red as she wriggled shyly beneath his gaze.
“Ugh… It’s so… embarrassing…”
“You’re beautiful. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”
Cassion chuckled as he climbed off the bed. Opening the drawer of the side table, he pulled out a golden jewelry box and returned to Levinia’s side. Inside the box were several small vials of a very familiar aphrodisiac.
“Y-You’re not planning to use all of those, are you?!”
“I told you before, didn’t I?” Cassion said with a shameless grin. “To build a tolerance, we have to use it regularly.”
His calm response made her face flush a deep red as she cried out in protest.
“H-How long does it take to build this so-called tolerance?! What’s the standard for that?!”
“I don’t know the details,’ Cassion replied, pulling the stopper off the bottle and applying a generous amount to Levinia’s pussy”
“It’s supposed to be used for a month or so without missing a day, I don’t know the details.”
The sticky liquid soaked Levinia’s flower buds. Cassion slipped a finger in and applied the salve to the damp flesh, stealing a glance at Levinia’s face. Levinia was already panting, already feeling better.
“We’ve missed quite a few days, so… we’ll have to make up for it often,” Cassion said with a sly smile.
“Haa… but… Ahhng!”
He took out another vial and poured its contents onto her chest, gently rubbing it in with his palm. His hand glided over her soft skin before moving lower, applying more to her hips and thighs, massaging it into her heated skin.
Levinia’s body grew warmer with every touch, a soft flush spreading across her as she whimpered, her breath hitching.
‘We’ve been using this so often… Shouldn’t I have built up some tolerance by now? Why does it still feel this good every time?!’
Lately, Levinia had started feeling just as good even without the aphrodisiac, which left her a bit uneasy. She worried that her body had become far too sensitive.
“Haa… Nngh…”
Even though his touch was meant only to apply the mixture, it felt far too pleasant. Perhaps it was because Cassion’s body radiated so much warmth—everywhere his hand brushed seemed to absorb the potion even faster.
“Now, let’s see…”
Cassion had already used four vials as his hand reached for her chest again. His eyes lingered on her hardened peaks, a playful glint in his gaze. With a teasing smirk, he flicked one gently with his fingertip.
“Hyaah—?!”
An obscene shock rippled through her chest. Cassion grunted as he felt her pussy tighten in response.
“Hic!”
Two fingers dug into her cleft and rubbed against her slit. Levinia arched her back at the lustful stimulation spreading through her belly.
“ Ahhhhh!”
It was just a little rub, but it felt like she was going crazy. She hadn’t used it in a few days and was completely caught off guard.
“Haah……. I’m going to die.”
With a pained sound, Cassion buried his face in Levinia’s pussy. Hot lips closed over the slick wet petals and began licking furiously.Levinia gasped at the sensual pleasure that spread through her. Her pussy seemed to melt with pleasure.
“Heh! Aaahhh, aaahhh……. ngh……. Like that…… ugh! Your Majesty! If you suck like that……. Aaah!”
She sobbed and struggled, but her bound arms and legs didn’t budge. Cassion sucked on her petals, one by one, his fingertips rolling up and down the opening. Levinia bucked her hips at the tingling stimulation that ran down her spine.
“Hmph, haa! Heeeee, ugh…….”
As Levinia wiggled her toes and moaned, Cassion ran his tongue under her. Levinia’s face flushed red at the sensation of his tongue probing her slit.
“Aaahhh, there……, if you put your tongue in……. ahh!”
It feels so good, it’s almost crazy. She could feel Cassion’s hand on her saliva-soaked nectar, the tip of his tongue sucking on her inner flesh.
“Mmm……. Aaah! Aaah……. Mmmm…….”
Her bound body shuddered as she reached for it, reveling in the continued tongue play even as her insides contracted, and Cassion’s finger slipped inside her.
“Hmph?! Aaaaah……. There! Hmph!”
Levinia’s hips jerked as he nibbled where she felt it most, thrusting at exquisite angles. Cassion used his other hand to press and rub her flower bud, nibbling and sucking at the sensitive entrance. The combination of the three teases sent Levinia into a trance.
“Hmph, ugh……. Ahhh…….”
She drooled, shuddered, bucked her hips, and shook her head when she couldn’t take it anymore. Each time Levinia tasted her climax, Cassion watched with greedy eyes. Again and again, she tasted ecstasy, but Cassion was not willing to stop.
“Aaah……. No more……. Hmph……!”
Her body flexed and twitched with the pleasure of another climax. Cassion looked up, his eyes blazing as if he’d finally had enough.
Levinia, already pushed to her limits, lay limp and shivering.
Cassion opened the remaining vial and applied a generous amount to my penis. It had been sitting there for so long that a milky white liquid oozed from the tip, then brought it to Levinia’s most intimate spot.
“Ah… Your Majesty…”
A faint, helpless voice escaped her lips, but Cassion, his eyes burning with desire, glanced at her once before pushing inside without hesitation.
“Aaah…!”
Levinia couldn’t even cry out loudly. She reached her climax, her body tightening around Cassion. He groaned and straightened his back, his hips moving deliberately, pressing deep inside her. It was as if he wanted more of the aphrodisiac on himself to be fully absorbed into her. His hips swayed from side to side, grinding against her.
“Hngh! Ahh! Nnngh…!”
The sensation was overwhelming, as if something immense was stirring deep inside her. Levinia trembled uncontrollably, the heat of Cassion’s body merging with hers, making the aphrodisiac feel like it had been instantly absorbed.
Cassion noticed the dazed look in her green eyes and, with a knowing smirk, began to move his hips in a slow, deliberate rhythm. The wet sound of their bodies meeting filled the room, intensifying with each movement. Levinia gasped, instinctively tugging at her bound legs as her body writhed beneath him.
“Haa… Ahh… Your Majesty… This is… too much… Ahhh…!”
Cassion’s hips moved as if the first few strokes were merely a taste, then faster and deeper, his hips thrusting relentlessly at Levinia’s weak spot.
“Haa… Ahh…! Ngh… Ahh—!”
Her thighs, spread wide from side to side, flinched and quivered. My stomach seemed to fill with pleasure as the thick penis plunged into my defenceless cunt without ejaculating.
Levinia’s hips lifted involuntarily, her body tightening with every deep, deliberate movement. Cassion’s relentless rhythm pushed her to her limit, sweetly yet mercilessly overwhelming her senses. Her mind felt like it had gone completely blank.
“Haa… Ahhh! Nngh… Aaah…!”
She sobbed, savouring what might have been her second climax, but Cassion didn’t slow his extraction. Levinia writhed and bucked her hips. She was going to die feeling like this.
“Hngh! Ah… Ahhhhh…!”
At the second climax, Cassion seemed to reach it as well. He whispered, ‘I love you,’ as he lay there in the thick liquid.
Levinia gasped, tears falling from her lips. Cassion savoured Levinia’s lips and released her wrists and ankles.
“……would you like to do more?”
Cassion asked, caressing Levinia’s cheek. Although Levinia had just been reminded of the death-defying cunnilingus……, everything about Cassion’s body against hers felt good right now, and she didn’t want to lose him, especially this hot, big thing inside her.
“Uh, yeah… …….”
She replied shyly, and Cassion laughed ecstatically. She knew it wasn’t going to be a smooth ride, but she wanted to try.
“Aaah……. Leni…….”
Shivering from the greedy kiss that followed, Levinia threw her arms around Cassion’s neck.
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