Chapter 6
“Ugh, it hurts, it hurts, just a little, slowly, ugh!”
“It hurts. You’re chewing on mine so deliciously though?”
He spread her luscious buttocks and dug deeper inside. It seemed like there was no more room left, but he kept thrusting in. I could feel the thumping sound as if he had reached the end of my uterus. In this position, I felt a thrilling sensation as if his penis was touching the tip of my heart.
“Millan…”
“Ugh, ah, haaeng!”
“… …You look so similar that it actually annoys me.”
Alexis muttered something unintelligible to himself. But it was drowned out by Sis’s high-pitched screams. Soon, he gritted his teeth and began to build up his pistons. His taut, erect testicles slapped against her white ass, leaving red marks.
Sis’s arms, which had been trembling to support her shaking body, suddenly gave way and her head fell back onto the bed.
Even so, Alexis continued to shake his waist like a galloping racehorse. The man looked at her shaking red hair and the thin spine revealed between them with hot eyes. When he reached out and caressed her protruding wing bone, the hole that had swallowed him flinched.
“Ah, ah! T, stop it now, that… … !”
Suddenly, she turned her head and their eyes met with the green eyes revealed through the gap in her eyebrows.
At that moment, Alexis was devastated. And at the same time, Sis also reached a dizzying climax, as if she was falling off a cliff.
Sis gripped the sheets tightly, shuddering as something spread inside her. Tears shed from the rough pleasure blurred her vision.
As Alexis hit her waist, his penis, covered in semen and love juice, came out. The amount of mucus he had ejaculated inside her made the glans stick and stretch viscously. Even though he had ejaculated once, his penis was still erect and pointed towards the sky.
Alexis suddenly raised his head and found her crawling carelessly, holding onto the bed sheets. The corners of his mouth curled up in bewilderment at her obvious attempt to get out of bed.
“Where are you going?”
Sis’s pupils shook as she was dragged back down by her ankles.
“Ugh, it’s not over… … .”
“Over?”
He caressed her buttocks affectionately as if he were her lover. But soon his hands turned savage and spread her thighs apart. Her vagina, glistening with various liquids, was clearly visible. Sis’s face turned red because of her legs that were spread apart without any consideration for her.
“What are you talking about.”
“… … .”
“It’s just the beginning.”
Alexis laughed coldly as if she had heard something truly absurd. The man’s voice, tightly locked and raw, stimulated all her nerves. Soon, just like when they first started, he rubbed his taut erection against her throbbing hole.
Sis felt a chill run down her spine. She felt like a truly foolish human being who had lost her10 fear and dared to step into the den of a hungry tiger.
* * *
Tweet Tweet.
The birds singing in the morning stung my ears.
When Sis opened her eyes, the first thing she felt was that her body was in a different state than usual. Her sagging body throbbed violently as if she had been beaten. She blinked her eyes slowly, her mind hazy. After a while, the memories of the previous night, which had been dyed in black and white, came back one by one.
Sis sighed and ran her hands down her shaggy face.
The current situation was not at all what she had planned.
Sis, who has lived a long life, has naturally spent the night with a man. It was the first time, and so it was a night filled with fear and anticipation, and her heart beat without rest. The man who took her first time had climbed on top of her, gasping for pleasure alone, and then ejaculated once and fell asleep snoring.
The one night that ended without her even being able to feel it properly, let alone reach the climax, brought her a bitter sense of reality. Sis thought that was normal sex between a man and a woman. At the same time, she couldn’t understand why people risk their lives for such a trivial and insignificant thing.
She figured that her night with Alexis would be no different. So after they finished their lovemaking, she planned to take a quick look around the ducal residence while he was asleep. It was late at night, so there were few people, so it was easy to get around, and if someone caught her, she could just pretend to be lost.
But Alexis was different from the man who had taken her first. He really did a dirty and rough job of rolling her around, proving what he had said about playing dirty, and he didn’t let her go until daybreak. Sis was genuinely astonished to see his club-sized penis spurting thick fluid over and over without stopping.
After being bullied for so long, I fell into a deep sleep and when I opened my eyes, it was now.
Sis turned her head. She was alone on the wide bed, as if she had no warmth at all. She sighed and got up, but her limbs screamed as if telling her to stay still. In particular, her lower back was aching so much that it seemed like it would be difficult to sit down for a while.
The moment I got out of bed with all my might, I felt something
flowing between my legs. When I pulled away the sheets, I saw a lump of white liquid flowing down my thighs. It was because he had ejaculated inside me all night. I bit my lower lip and roughly wiped my thighs with the sheets.
At that moment, someone knocked on the bedroom door. Startled, Sis quickly pulled the sheet over her body and wrapped it around herself. The door, which was probably three times her size, opened and a middle-aged woman appeared.
“Are you awake?”
When Sis gave her a puzzled look, she introduced herself as the head maid of this mansion.
The maid, who had politely greeted her, checked her condition with sharp eyes. Sis followed her gaze and lowered her eyes. Seeing the kiss marks carved all over her collarbone that were not covered by the sheet, her face turned red. She hurriedly pulled the sheet back tightly, but it was useless since she had already exposed everything she wanted to.
“His Grace wishes to dine with you.”
“No!”
The head maid looked puzzled at the urgent answer, as if she was being chased by someone. Sis waved her hands in a panic and made an excuse.
“I, I think I should go back now… … I came out without even telling the elders of the house… … .”
She had never dreamed that a night with a man would be so intense and obscene. The night had passed, but the shock still lingered in her head and chest like an aftertaste. She didn’t have the confidence to look at Alexis calmly while still carrying this vivid shock.
Above all, if I were to meet him, I would vividly recall the memories of last night. If that happened, I might run away from the place I had prepared. It would be bad to arouse his suspicions even more than I already had by buying him favor.
She smiled awkwardly at Sis, rationalizing that it was all a step back to take a step forward. The head maid, who had been staring at her blankly, bowed.
“Yes. Then I will bring out a dress that you can wear.”
As she left the bedroom, Sis felt a sense of relief wash over her.
By the way, how many women has he spent the night with that he has women’s dresses prepared in the mansion where he lives alone? While thinking about that, on the other hand, I thought that it would be natural for him to have that much womanizing, considering how he had shown off his splendidness last night.
Sis shook his head, but then realized that this was not the time and quickly headed towards the bed.
Today, she goes back because she doesn’t have the confidence to see his face again, but in order to achieve her original purpose, she must eventually come back to him. To be exact, not him, but this dukedom. For the sake of a later excuse, she pulled out one of the earrings that was hidden by her red hair and dropped it under the bed, shoving it deep inside.
‘I guess I can use that as an excuse to come back later.’
Sis sighed as she wiped her forehead, which had become covered in cold sweat, with her hand. It really wasn’t an easy task.
* * *
Duke of Vegas’s aide, Samuel, had a nervous expression on his face. Alexis, sitting at the desk opposite to him, was looking back and forth at the papers he had handed him, his brows furrowed.
Flutter, flutter.
The only sound was the sound of papers turning through the
silence.
“So, she is a relative of Count Millan?”
“Yes, on paper it says she is.”
“Yes, on paper.”
Alexis answered quite coolly.
If Sis had any intention of approaching him, such document forgery would have been laughable. He threw down the documents in his hand as if there was nothing more to see.
“Have you been to the place that the servant who was bought off mentioned?”
“Yes. I heard that someone came to retrieve the letter, and upon investigation, it turned out to be the butler of Count Millan’s family.”
“So, it’s not like the servants or the system that were bribed were all part of the same group.”
As Alexis took out a cigar and lit it, Samuel approached him politely and lit the cigar for him. Smoke soon rose into the spacious office.
“Should I have caught him when he ran away?”
He put his hand on his forehead and muttered in a low voice.
The next day, after being entangled in an intimate way with a woman he didn’t know, Alexis would always feel an indescribable sense of unease.
He knew very well that sleeping with those who resembled the woman he longed for was an extremely foolish thing to do. But he had to live by obtaining a vicarious satisfaction in that way. He couldn’t help but embrace them, even if they were fakes. It was like a kind of habit that he could never break.
Fake.
The women with red hair and lush green eyes were all but counterfeit to him.
But the woman I met a few days ago looked so much like her that I checked her face as soon as I woke up, wondering if I had gone crazy the night before because of the extreme longing.
‘How can they be so similar?’
The face of the woman who was sleeping soundly as if dead was exactly as he remembered. It was exactly like the woman he had
been longing for. It was surprising that they could resemble each other to this extent.
Perhaps because of that, he had no time to feel the uneasy feeling that always came to him the morning after sex. While he was surprised by her appearance that could not be called a coincidence, suspicions arose in his mind that the woman in front of him might have changed her appearance.
He looked at the woman for a long time, unable to even recall the schedule broken down into minutes, and then reluctantly got out of bed at the urging of his aide.
He headed to the office and told the woman to stay until she got up, saying he wanted to eat with her.
And the head maid, who came just as lunch work was finishing, gave a brief report.
‘The young lady said she would like to go back now, so I brought out a carriage for her.’
‘… … .’
‘Her face was so pale and haggard that I couldn’t hold on to her.’
The head maid added a detailed explanation just in case the master asked questions.
