Beneath the Surviving Princess's Joyful Facade - Chapter 176

This wasn’t supposed to happen. But he couldn’t say the words. The resolve he had had for tonight seemed meaningless now, his voice failing him.

Even though Miesa only had half of the glans in her mouth, Eirik had to grit his teeth to hold back his impending climax. He tried to gather his scattered thoughts and speak, but instead of words of rejection, he managed to say:

“Don’t… let your teeth touch… ah!”

At his urgent words, Miesa opened her mouth wider, causing the glans to slip further in, and a groan escaped from him.

“Agh…”

Whatever Miesa was trying to do seemed to falter, as she hesitated. But the tongue beneath kept moving, stimulating his tip, and Eirik gripped the sheets tightly.

His breathing grew heavier, his chest rising and falling sharply. As Miesa’s buttocks moved up and down before him, Eirik grabbed them, pulling her nightgown up.

Her fully exposed vulva was now revealed. He lifted his pelvis and buried his face against her folds, licking hungrily. Miesa’s hips bucked involuntarily as he licked her entire area, from her vulva to her perineum.

For a while, the two explored each other’s bodies. She moved her tongue, and he exhaled sharply. When he licked desperately, she opened her mouth wide in pleasure.

When Eirik thrust his tongue roughly into her vaginal opening, Miesa moaned through her blocked mouth. The sound was so stimulating that he ended up climaxing in her mouth.

“Ha…”

His body, which had been tense, finally relaxed, and he slowly lowered Miesa’s buttocks. She then released him from her mouth and turned around.

Eirik reached for his robe and held it in front of her face.

“Spit it out here.”

“What?”

Instead of spitting, she spoke clearly.

“…Never mind.”

“But, Eirik, it tastes kind of… unusual.”

She giggled as she hugged him, and Eirik frowned, stroking her hair.

“Next time, just spit it out.”

“Why? You swallow everything from my body.”

“Still…”

“Are you still mad?”

Miesa asked playfully, and Eirik thought about how to respond.

“More or less.”

“Still?”

He meant it positively, but Miesa started whining.

“Can’t you give me another kind of punishment instead?”

Eirik raised his eyebrows. Miesa often marveled at how he always knew what she wanted without her saying it, but now she was the one saying exactly what he desired.

“Hmm. What would be good?”

He struggled to suppress his laughter as he stroked her back. Miesa’s body twisted as she was still in the aftermath of her climax. Hearing her sweet moan escape, his length began to rise again.

“Then, why don’t you try it once, dear?”

He took her hand and led her. Miesa understood his meaning a moment later and nodded.

“Yes, I’ll try.”

Just like the time in his office when she had mounted him, Miesa confidently climbed on top of him. This time, she aimed the blunt tip at her entrance and began to lower herself. But it wasn’t as easy as she expected.

Miesa grunted, spreading her legs wider and holding his length as she tried again. As she pushed, it slowly went in, but it was tighter and more difficult than she had imagined, with only the glans barely entering.

“You need to go down further.”

Instead of helping her, Eirik cupped her breasts with both hands, rubbing her nipples between his fingers as they began to harden.

“Uh, ugh!”

Her vaginal walls tightened, making entry even harder. Unable to move further, Miesa looked at him, her face almost in tears, and Eirik smirked.

“Relax.”

“Uh…”

Miesa placed her hands on his chest and slowly took him in, bit by bit. Sweat beaded on her forehead, and Eirik grabbed her waist.

“You’re doing well.”

Though it felt like she’d been trying for ages, she was only halfway there. Panting, Miesa squeezed his broad chest tightly.

“I don’t think I’m doing well.”

“Alright. Hold onto me again.”

Once she steadied herself, Eirik thrust his hips up. Miesa’s mouth fell open, her body trembling as she felt him penetrate deeply.

She had already climaxed just from being penetrated, but as he began to thrust, her vision went white. Her mouth fell open, drooling slightly, and Eirik lifted himself to lick the corner of her mouth.

His thick length thrust wildly inside her. Each time her inner walls were rubbed, she climaxed again, leaving no time for the sensation to fade before reaching yet another peak, leaving Miesa whimpering in delirium.

***

After the banquet ended, Miesa rested deeply. To be precise, she was in a condition where she had no choice but to rest, having been “disciplined” in various ways by Eirik every night on the bed.

“Why don’t you invite ladies your age over?”

Unaware of the circumstances, the great madam suggested during dinner, perhaps thinking that Miesa might be bored.

“I think that’s a good idea as well. How about meeting some new people?”

Ignoring Eirik’s shameless response, Miesa hesitated a bit. In the past, unpleasant incidents had occurred during gatherings with ladies at the royal palace.

“If Mother would accompany me, then I’d be willing.”

“Well, it seems unnecessary for me to attend a gathering of young people.”

However, as soon as Miesa briefly explained her past experiences, the great madam sighed, holding her forehead.

“I will stay by your side without fail.”

“Thank you, Mother.”

“No matter what happens, I will not leave your side.”

“Thank you, Mother.”

“After all, I must protect the ladies of Cladis.”

“From terrifying me, perhaps?”

Miesa laughed cheerfully, and the great lord, who had been eating with them, glanced at his son pitifully and let out a bitter chuckle.

“Well, even so, I don’t think it’s wrong. One must hold on tightly to what is theirs.”

An awkward silence fell over the table, and the great lord realized his mistake. It wasn’t something he should be saying, at least not in front of his family.

The great madam ignored her husband’s words, and Eirik, raising an eyebrow, turned away from his father. Though the great lord fidgeted and looked at his wife’s reaction, the dinner atmosphere remained tense and silent.

It was Miesa who broke the silence.

“That’s right. I’m a terrifying, demon queen-like woman, and I won’t ever let go of your son.”

Playfully, she grabbed both of Eirik’s arms, and both the great madam and Eirik smiled wryly, changing the subject to something else.

“Who will you invite to the gathering?”

“I’ll have to make a list. I heard Madam Skaella’s eldest daughter often hosts gatherings…”

As the great madam went on listing names, Eirik noticed Miesa’s gaze on him.

She was staring at him, her expression somewhat triumphant. Judging by her face, it seemed his wife had deliberately acted clueless and cheerful to lighten the mood.

When did she learn to do that…? Eirik felt an inexplicable sense of emotion and lowered his brows.

***

The gathering with the ladies was set up right away. Although Miesa was nervous, the great madam seemed even more serious.

“I can’t predict what might become an issue, so I’ve prepared it in the traditional Cladis style. It might be best to face any potential mishaps now.”

“That’s fine. I’m ready.”

“Alright.”

The two set off resolutely for the greenhouse, the meeting place. Early snowflakes had begun to fall in Cladis, as winter approached.

“Greetings, Margravine.”

“Greetings to the Margravine… Kelisa, come here and say hello!”

As soon as she entered the greenhouse, Miesa widened her eyes in surprise. The sight of more than a dozen ladies rising to greet her was one thing, but the children running around the tables caught her completely off guard.

“I also brought Eirik along to many gatherings when he was young.”

“That’s right. I think I’ve heard that before.”

“Let me introduce everyone one by one. This is Madam Skaella’s eldest daughter, Baroness Killian.”

“My mother has spoken so much about you, Margravine. These are my children.”

Starting with the Baroness Killian, each lady introduced her children to the two of them.

The children of Cladis were well-behaved, accustomed to such gatherings, and politely followed their mothers in greeting. Suddenly faced with six or seven young children, Miesa, in a daze, nodded slightly, treating them as she would any adults.

“Now, take the children away.”

At the great madam’s instruction, the old nanny and maids of the Cladnier household, who had been waiting, familiarly took the children away. As soon as they were separated from their mothers, the children, who had been quiet, began to run around noisily.

“This is how it always is.”

The great madam guided Miesa, who had been watching the chaotic scene with wide eyes, to sit in a chair. But as soon as Miesa took her seat, one of the ladies brought out a large box and placed it on the table.

“I couldn’t come empty-handed to the first gathering hosted by the Margravine.”

Miesa was taken aback. Unexpected gifts could be burdensome, and she stayed tense, trying to figure out the other lady’s intentions. However, the great madam welcomed it casually.

“Ah, I see. Did you learn this from your mother?”

“Yes. If nothing else, she made sure I brought this when I got married.”

The young lady with brown hair opened the box and took out a large pie. Walnuts, pecans, and various nuts were finely chopped and mixed with caramel to create a sticky, rich pie that was then passed on to a waiting maid and quickly sliced and served to everyone.

“Please, have a taste.”

Even at a glance, the pie looked delicious. As soon as she took a bite, an overwhelming sweetness filled Miesa’s mouth.

“How is it?”

Everyone’s eyes were on Miesa, and the great madam threw in a question. Miesa chewed the sticky caramel and quickly swallowed it before opening her mouth.

“It’s really… This is incredibly… No, it’s so…”

Miesa loved nuts, and they were heaped onto the buttery pastry, paired with sweet caramel.

“This is the best pie I’ve ever had.”