Beast of the Frozen Night Chapter 41.1

“When I am away . . . Don't even think about mingling with other men. This body is mine, and even the soul in it belongs to me.”

“Hu-uh . . . that . . . can't . . . be . . .”

Anne twisted her head, feeling the tickle of his exhaled breath digging deep into her ears. Then he boldly bit the smooth neckline that was exposed defenselessly. Every time the light skin was sucked deep into his mouth, a liquid that could have been either saliva or water rolled down her white collarbone.

“Huuhh . . .”

Anne made up an excuse, saying that why the heat in her body rose so quickly and the excitement that grew even deeper was all because she had been immersed in the water.

Sensing the nipples over the tip of his tongue were hardened, the Grand Duke opened Anne's wriggling legs wider. He massaged her round breasts while restlessly resting his other hand on her bump. Something sticky, different from water, touched his fingertips. He smiled with a satisfied face.

“Are you wet already? I don't know if the slippery thing is water . . . Or if you came.”

He threw a joke that didn't suit him. He said that he didn't know if it was hot spring water that was smeared on his fingertips or if Anne spilled it because of her excitement. Anne felt that she would choke on shame.

“That's . . . Hah, because you keep touching it. Hnnnnnh.”

His fingers fumbled down the clitoris. As her pubic area was rubbed against the palm of his hand, Anne's hips moved up and down.

There was no way he could not have noticed her violent reaction. Every time the Grand Duke touched the protrusion and pressed it firmly, she flinched on his lap. He squeezed the flesh he was rubbing harder with his thumb until it completely hardened under his fingertips.

“Hah . . . ! Heup . . .”

A loud moan erupted from her wide-open lips. In response, the Grand Duke cupped her chin with his hand and pressed his lips against hers. He opened the gap and stroked the soft flesh with his tongue.

Each time the tips of their nostrils rubbed against each other, the Grand Duke penetrated deeper and swallowed Anne's tongue. Each breath mingled terrifyingly as the mixed saliva tangled randomly in the wet, smeared mouth.

“Huuuh . . .”

As he continued to kiss her, the hand, which had been caressing her back, rose higher and higher, and the Grand Duke pressed her closer to his chest.

Anne, who had nowhere to put her hands, wrapped her arms around the Grand Duke's neck. The kiss became so intense that her breasts, perfectly pressed against his chest, were severely rubbed and crushed. The breaths from her lips spilled into his mouth.

As her sticky flesh became wet, Anne's nipples became slippery. At the same time, her hips, held in the Grand Duke's hand, pressed closer to the firmly erected pillar. He grabbed Anne by the pelvis and lifted her up and down with only the strength of his thick arms.

The chunk of hot flesh squeezed through the inner wall. The hard glans pierced the gaping opening fiercely. The feeling of her secret place being opened was obvious.

“Huh . . . Huuuh . . .”

Anne's head was thrown back. For a brief moment her feet soared up and she fell. Then the object lodged in her inner wall sank deeper.

The water overflowed from the bathtub and poured violently onto the floor. The pure white snow melted gently in the overflowing water. Just like how her body was melting.

“You seem to be feeling differently than usual today.”

“What do . . . huh, ahh, you . . . haahhh.”

He vigorously lifted her back above the water with little effort. Anne's body in his hand trembled helplessly. Each time, the bond deepened and the pierced pillar crushed the deepest flesh.

Just the slight lifting and lowering made the slender woman's body tremble. The sound of the wet flesh rubbing against each other as their thighs slapped against each other sparked excitement.

“Now that I see it . . . You like doing it in the water?”

He asked as he fumbled around her secret area, which was holding the large penis.

No matter how much she tried to deny or affirm, when he rubbed her wet breasts with one hand and scraped at the tightly clenched flesh with the other hand, Anne could not answer.

“Hah! Huuh . . . Haaah . . .”

“Or is it good because being outdoors is more stimulating?”

The steam of the hot water and the heat of the two people mixed and rose up in the elegant place. Steam rose up into the star-studded sky like breath blowing over a field of pure white snow. As their hot breaths wet each other's faces, their actions became more intense.

“Haahn . . . huh . . . Haahhh . . .”

Anne let out an ecstatic cry, shedding tears in excitement. With every slight lift of her buttocks, the water surface roared wildly and the water drained away. The scorching heat, the sound of wet flesh slapping, and the frantic splashing of water mixed in a lewd way.

Perhaps because of the hot spring, the excitement deepened and her pleasure came faster. Anne, with her hazy eyes and a clouded expression, couldn't come to her senses in the intense hot bath. Her dizzying vision came with the climax.

“Haa . . .”

Every time the rubbed skin brushed against her deeply, Anne's head was thrown back as far as she could. Her immaculate breasts swayed resiliently with each stroke he lifted.

Chapter end