The Marquis of Rodian and The Iron Wall Lady

It was still the dawn before sunrise, when the blue light leaked in. Edith was surprised to see a man’s naked chest in front of her, but was even more surprised that she was burying her face tightly in that solid chest.

‘Argh!’

Edith instinctively tried to pull her head back, but she was far from being able to separate their bodies as they were pressed closely together.

The marquis’s arm tightened as she tried to retreat with a wiggle. He hugged the woman in his arms as if he could not allow her to run away. In the end, the two bodies became closer than they were in their original state. Edith was taken aback.

She didn’t hate the hard and warm body, but it was too burdensome to be entangled without a single thread on her body.

‘Why didn’t you put anything on!’ The smell of flesh and the raw warmth stimulated her.

It was the body of the opponent who had had a violent affair just a few hours ago. As the memory of the stimuli showered upon her by the marquis came back, it was difficult for her to bear it.

Moreover, during that time, even the conversations they had exchanged came flooding back one after another, even though she hadn’t deliberately tried to remember them. The moments were so emotionally charged that she wondered if it might not have been a dream. When she opened her eyes, if he hadn’t been there, she would have thought it was not real. Unconsciously, she trembled.

“Stop it.”

“Ack!”

Startled, Edith let out a shriek and closed her eyes, involuntarily pressing her forehead against the chest of the marquis. A strange sound came from the marquis, as if in pain or in laughter. A slight trembling was transmitted from the arms around Edith’s body…

“Your Excellency, this, this…”

“Because of you, just stay still.”

The existence of something stabbing between her thighs was also evident. The heat that touched the sensitive skin increased in volume.

Edith crossed her legs to push the marquis’s invasion away, but it was counterproductive when her body was entangled. The marquis groaned, squeezed between her soft flesh. The arms, which were tightening just to hold her body together, loosened. But that didn’t mean she could breathe. Edith freaked out as his hands swept down her back and gripped her hips.

“Don’t do it!”

“I told you to stay still.”

“That.”

The marquis squeezed the soft flesh in his hands. Edith turned her back reflexively, and at the same time her legs, which she had been closing with force, widened slightly.

He pushed one leg between her legs as if he had waited for it. A solid thigh pressed the private area.

“Your Excellency!”

“You can like it, Edith.”

“What do you mean?”

“Me, and what I will do to you from now on.”

Then he put his lips to her ear and whispered. It was usually a pretty good voice, but the locked low tone immediately after waking up was deadly.

A tingling feeling ran through her body. Edith sighed and shrugged her shoulders. Even the marquis’s low smile at her was sensual.

She was awakened by the cold air of the early morning, but the strange atmosphere made her faint again. Edith couldn’t resist him in the end.

The marquis began to caress her by sucking her earlobes. His hands, which had been kneading her hips, hugged her waist, laid her flat on her back, and moved up to her chest, and his knee rubbed between her legs. In his hands, while her soft flesh was manipulated and her convex nipples were rubbed, the area between her legs rapidly became hot and wet.

“Uh…”

It was only a matter of time before she got wet as the stimuli poured out in a state where the naked body and the naked body were entangled. A smooth fluid came out of the excited lower area.

It flowed down to her thighs and hips.

“Yes, ah!”

As soon as he bit her chest shallowly, she felt like she was bursting again. It was a small climax that she didn’t know how many times it had been. Edith raised her back unconsciously and groaned. The high bent waist trembled. The sensation of her damp clothes clinging to her body felt vividly like something craving for attention, just like a soaked rag. She clutched at the bedsheets and wiggled her legs.

“Huh.”

The marquis bit her body. Standing on his knees, he whispered, pushing only his upper body closer.

“You like me.”

“What, hmm.”

“The way I like you.”

What on earth was he thinking!

Edith strained her eyes. The marquis wiped away the lukewarm tears flowing down her cheeks with his fingers. Whether she did like him or not, she glared at him with a pointed look.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Why are you acting like that?”

“What am I doing?”

“Your Excellency.”

“Even more than that.”

He didn’t pay attention to her and looked into her eyes, but there was a slight frown on his face, as if he didn’t like something. A momentary, rough crease appeared and disappeared, a sign of annoyance. Seeing such a small habit unchanged, it was clear that the marquis, even after all this time, hadn’t fully adapted.

His nonchalant attitude, as if he casually discarded a thick layer of clothes, was difficult for her to handle. She found it hard to speak and hesitated. In the midst of that, the marquis continued his own words.

“I want you to correct the name.”

What name? When asked with her eyes, the marquis slightly kissed Edith’s lips and replied.

“Call me by name.”

“Yes?”

Edith forgot what he was doing until then and asked back in surprise. The marquis wriggled his thick eyebrows.

“It’s not such a surprise. Of course.”

“That’s your opinion.”

“Again.”

“No, I mean, why all of a sudden?”

He seemed offended by the remark.

“All of a sudden.”

The marquis’s hand slipped under Edith’s waist. He pulled her in his arms. Then he rolled over and flipped her over.

She was instantly in a prone position on top of him. The excitement was still lingering. When the marquis’s member was pressed down on her lower abdomen, the sinking fire started again.

She was stunned by the rising heat. Of course, the more she did, the more her body rubbed against him and her breathing quickened, and he also grimaced and clenched his teeth for a different reason than before. When she sat up, the rigid member with veins bounced up and transparent water splashed.

“Ugh.”

“I’m sorry, no, there’s nothing I’m sorry for.”

“What?”

“That’s the truth.”

“…Yes, you are right.”

The marquis growled as if he were full of energy, but he still did not contradict Edith’s words. He seemed to be distracted by something else. She tilted her head and blushed when she noticed where his gaze was directed.

“Turn your eyes away.”

“If you don’t mind it going further down.”

Of course not if it’s below the swaying chest! Edith tried to cover her chest and private area. But the marquis was a little faster.

He raised her legs and cupped her wrists as he braced her back. She had to stare at him in a state of limbo.

A much more blatant and hot gaze than before scanned her whole body slowly and persistently. His dark green eyes, almost black, stared at Edith’s chest, at her navel, and at the dimly shaded bushes below.

“I did more than look.”

It made her back tremble.

“Even so, are you still embarrassed?”

“The way… the way you’re looking at me like this is strange.”

“It’s okay, you’re beautiful.”

Moreover, the day was almost fully bright now. The light had increased significantly since she first woke up, and not only the shades around her but also the colors were clearly distinguishable.

Edith closed her eyes because she couldn’t follow the marquis’s gaze. But he didn’t quit and began to look at her again. It was a gaze that looked as though nothing could be missed. She could feel it even when she was closing her eyes. 

“Stop it, Your Excellency.”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t. I want to keep looking at you.”

He refused the pathetic plea at once, and he suddenly began to mumble what he could see.

“It is a beautiful chest. It also feels good when I touch it. Oh, and the nipples too. If I gently turn it, it will harden right away. It seems to get more plump when I put it in my mouth, but it’s a pity that I can’t see it then.”

“Your Excellency, please!”

“I didn’t do it on purpose, but I like the taste of biting on the bottom chest, so I leave a trace. The white and elegant curves tremble with your movements, making it hard to resist. Do you know? Right now, there are, um… six marks from where I left them.”

Edith’s head snapped back. Just listening to the marquis’s whisper made her short of breath and tormented by the heat. But he continued, watching her like that. The grip on the wrist was still tight.

“Below that, your waist is so slender, even without wearing a corset properly. I find it pretty, but sometimes I worry if it can hold up properly.”

“…Your Excellency, stop it.”

“You don’t like it? Do you find it ticklish when I brush below your navel?”

“Hic.”

Unbelievably, she felt her legs becoming damp from the teasing words. And the marquis and Edith, with their bodies attached, noticed it almost simultaneously.

“I was going to talk about it next time.”

“Stop…”

“It’s cute that the curly pubic hair bulges out as if I can barely see it. Blood rushes to it, much redder than your face right now, so if I gently coax the place that’s dripping with honey, you’ll raise your head little by little.”

“Stop it, Your Excellency.”

“No, you stop. If I kiss it you moan, but if I look at it, it looks like the lower mouth is crying. Because the red petal-like inner flesh are puffy.”

As she gasped, overcome by the appalling lewdness, Edith realized something. He deliberately kept his voice very low, and whenever she begged, the only answer he threw out was a brusque accent. It was clear what he wanted.

“There are many ways to open and enter it, and even if you bite my tongue or finger, you can bite roughly, but the best thing is…”

“Stop, stop, Alpheus!”

Edith called his name like a scream.

The marquis, who had been busy demanding it all this time—Alpheus’s lips stopped, and in the next moment the ends of both sides lifted. It was a refreshing laugh, unlike someone who recited an enormous obscenity just to hear a name.

“If you say so.”

Edith, exasperated, opened her eyes and glared at Alpheus. But no matter how she looked at him, he looked very satisfied. Their eyes met. Alpheus sat up, holding onto Edith. He changed their posture effortlessly. Then he lifted her hips up.

The slimy fluid flowed down in a long, thin line, and she twisted her waist and let out a groan. He carefully and swiftly guided her to swallow him whole.

“Ugh…”

Edith shuddered and received Alpheus’s member. The feeling of a man hitting into a thickly wet place was obvious.

The sensation of their union felt more overwhelming than any previous intimacy. She couldn’t gather the courage to move atop him.

He completely supported her body, who was only sobbing inaudibly and shoveled into her shallowly. That alone exhausted her before long, and he eventually changed her position and she climaxed while lying down.