If I Disobey the Duke Chapter 18

Playing With Hands (3)

It was absolutely impossible for her to fully grasp it

And why did 'ferocious' seem the most… appropriate description?

Even through his clothes, she could feel the throbbing heat.

Can I put all of this inside me?

Possible or not, Lily had to do it someday. It occurred to her that she should come up with a plan soon.

Lily used both of her hands with a little more force. His whole body jolted. A strange feeling rumbled down her navel.

A man who made the atmosphere thick with tension just by appearing was trembling at her small gesture.

Although she had experience serving her ex-husbands, this was the first time she felt this way.

Lily was captured by a strange sense of excitement. Her heart raced, her belly tightened and her lips were dry.

She tightened her hold even more and slowly tugged.

Trapped in his pants, it pressed against her thigh.

Lily felt out of breath.

Also, he was definitely more swollen than before.

There's still more?

Her mind was in turmoil, but at the same time, an instinctive curiosity arose.

How big is it really? Could it be bigger than it is now?

She was curious about how it would look like uncovered.

Her face flushed.

Lily did not know when she began having such impudent, lewd ideas.

She tried to get her act together, sitting up properly and reminding herself that this was only an act for the man in front of her. None of it was real.

“C-can I take it out and touch it myself? You will feel much better if I do it with my mouth—ah!”

Her body was pushed back against the bed. A heavy weight climbed over her swiftly enough that she didn't immediately realize what had happened.

Both of her wrists were pinned above her head with only one of his hands.

His lips cut off her breath.

A shallow moan escaped her throat, and his tongue slipped through her lips.

“Haah, hgh!”

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It was a rough kiss, like being eaten by a predator. There was no languid and seductive leisure like before.

He licked and sucked hard enough to make a sound, grazing his teeth against her tongue as he ravaged her.

Instinctively, she shook, moaning each time his tongue brushed the sensitive roof of her mouth.

Lily couldn't even try to push him away because her hands were still held firmly, and she couldn't move under his weight either.

The duke—Vlad—tore the neckline of her thick winter dress in one effortless motion.

Her nipples hardened further in the cold air.

A huge hand caressed her. A loud moan erupted from her lips when he squeezed one breast hard enough to hurt, although the pain was accompanied and overshadowed by a strange pleasure.

He kneaded Lily's chest and pressed his heated shaft over her wet underwear, rubbing against her so fiercely that she could almost feel its veins, feel it inside her.

Lily's mind shattered.

His lips parted in a choked breath. He fondled Lily's nipples as if tormenting them, then buried his face in her neck.

“Haa, hngh… mhm! Vlad… Wa–it, hoo…!”

Lily didn't know that calling him by name would prove to be unwise.

He growled and nipped at her jaw, sucking noisily before doing the same to the soft skin of her neck.

She shuddered, control slipping with each bite.

The hardened peak of her breast was his next target. Pleasure burst through her when he took it into his mouth.

“Hngh, n-no… if you suck it…” Her waist trembled.

Down there, the sensation of the blunt tip of his shaft rubbing against her sent sparks radiating from the sensitive bundle of nerves. It was all so rough, so aggressive, that it felt like the friction would tear through both their underclothes.

Fear surged within Lily.

Is this how he ends up losing his mind?

If he speared inside her with something of that size, her flesh really would split.

As her body trembled, the hand binding her wrists tightened.

“Ah! Wrist h-hurts…”

All the movement stopped in an instant with her weak cry. Her hands were released in no time.

In the silence, only the rough breathing of the two could be heard.

Lily's petite frame shuddered continuously at the mounting, heat-like pleasure and rough behaviour. Her arms spread haphazardly over the bed, wrists throbbing. They likely had red marks from being gripped.

She gulped, surprised that this straightforward, fast-paced man would immediately stop at a single word from her.

Chapter end