Beast of the Frozen Night Chapter 29.1

“Haa . .  haa . . .”

With her knees down and head bowed, Anne let out a hot breath. She was so dizzy that her long hair, which kept obscuring her vision, annoyed her. She was already overheating with her low fever, and her body was heavy and wet like wet laundry, but her nerves stayed focused on her lower body. She felt as though she was about to collapse at any moment.

“. . . Hu-uh . . . Day . . . haa . . .”

She let out a faint noise like a dying beast, but the Grand Duke didn't say a word. He was rubbing at her sensitive, tender flesh, and churning her insides with the middle finger embedded in the opening. As her inner walls twitched with a gurgling sound, he gripped Anne's hip tighter and continued with his movements.

“Huuuuh . . . heuh.”

Sobs escaped her. As Anne's eyelids slowly closed, she felt her vision darken. Suddenly, a tingling sensation appeared at the back of her neck.

“Huh!”

Anne, whose breathing nearly stopped, let out a suppressed scream. Her eyes that were about to close, burst open. Her mind, clouded by the heat, flashed bright. The touch of the hot lips spread a tingling sensation all over her body.

Seeing the red tooth marks on her long neckline, the Grand Duke relaxed his lips. He really liked the bright red color against her transparent, snow-like skin.

“Angroanne, are you thinking of going to sleep? That's not polite.”

“Hu-uh . . . what are you doing now . . .”

She swallowed while speaking. As the Grand Duke's hot lips clinged to the traces he left a while ago, her heart pounded with tension.

The Grand Duke, who had gently brushed Anne's trembling neck with his lips, bit at her flesh once more.

“Angroanne, does it . . . hurt more here?”

Anne's back, curled up, convulsed. Looking at her posture, stiff enough to make her spine stand out, the Grand Duke curved his lips in a smile.

It was quite amusing to see the luscious walls squeezing and contracting his fingers every time he parted the sweet flesh. The feeling of the moist flesh sticking to him aroused quite a bit of wild excitement. It made him want to shove my cock straight into it and pierce it until it came loose.

But he wanted to see how much longer she, who was still being stubborn, could endure.

“If it's not enough, I can do more . . . Just like when the wife bit my hand then.”

“Huh . . . Are you taking revenge . . . now?”

“No . . . I'm not so narrow-minded to the point of demanding accountability for matters before our marriage. The wife couldn't concentrate because she's sick, so I wanted to see you.”

Even though his tone was kind, as if he cared for his wife terribly, there was a twisted nature within the heavy bass. It was he that said she was sick and also he who gave her another pain.

“What are you . . . talking about now . . .”

As the tingling wrapped around her neck, Anne barely suppressed her desire to shoot back at him. In addition to being in the worst condition, the Grand Duke was a man who would grab her head and put it on the desk till her cheeks were crushed.

The Grand Duke buried his lips over the new red tooth marks on her slender neck and swept upward with his tongue. Even though he was gently sucking at her, Anne flinched for an instant. As he inhaled, he listened to her thin pulse, feeling the walls of her secret place sucking at his fingers.

“Huuuh . . . Hah.”

He dribbled wet saliva along her fine neckline, enjoying her trembling. The feeling of his tongue wrapped around her flesh was terribly hot. Anne's eyes burned at the sensation of the scorching heat radiating through her body and the stirring of the flesh underneath her made her dizzy.

In spite of the startlingly intense stimulation, Anne kept herself silent. She was afraid because she didn't know when he would hear. Doing preparation beforehand didn't reduce the pain, but it was too much for her to take it unexpectedly. It was scary.

Anne clenched her teeth, as the Grand Duke's was toying with her from the beginning.

I have to go and check it out quickly.

Before Emily could completely dispose of the letter, she had to go back to her room and confirm. What did she not know? She was sure there was something written in the letter.

He was someone who wouldn't listen to her requests anyway, so she just wanted him to end this quickly and let her go.

“Huh . . . If you're going to do it, just do it quickly.”

Suddenly, the movement that had been poking around the wrinkled flesh stopped, and the Grand Duke's hand slipped away.

If it had been before, she would have been relieved, but Anne knew that the Grand Duke never let her go. So it didn't relieve her tension at all. He was letting her go to put something big right away. She pressed her forehead against the cool desk and waited for his next move.

Chapter end