Chapter 68

Blair couldn’t tell how she’d ended up inside the inn room.

Like someone being chased, she was pulled along by Edmund’s hand up the creaking wooden stairs. The moment he opened the door with one hand, he grabbed her face and kissed her. With the other hand, he fumbled behind them to shut the door and secure the latch, then came back to her and yanked her waist hard into his arms.

Wet breaths tangled nonstop between their locked lips. Edmund swallowed even the small sounds leaking from her mouth as he pushed in deeper. Saliva mixed as he greedily wound his tongue around hers. When Blair, short of breath, instinctively tried to turn her head to steal a moment to breathe, he persistently twisted her jaw and pressed his lips back onto hers. The grip holding her cheeks and jaw together felt almost brutal.

“Hmph.”

Her head spun. Her limbs shook so badly that if he hadn’t supported her back, she might have collapsed awkwardly. Held by a large, solid man who completely covered her in shadow, Blair felt as if she were being half devoured. She wasn’t even started yet and she was already exhausted. The realization made her go pale, and at that moment, the lips pressed against hers finally pulled away.

Blair gulped down the breath trapped in her throat. She didn’t even have time to wipe the saliva running from her lower lip. Edmund looked back and forth between her flustered eyes, then laughed.

“Already regretting it?”

Even as he asked, his hands moved up to undo the front of the raincoat she wore. The coat slipped off and fell onto the wooden floor. His followed soon after.

“Why… would you think that?”

“It’s written all over your face. Just from this much.”

“I’m just out of breath. I don’t regret it.”

Still panting, Blair recalled his earlier words and said them aloud.

“If I truly hated it, I would’ve pushed you away.”

“Good.”

Edmund grabbed the bodice of her dress covering her chest and yanked it down.

“Because even if you pushed me away, I wouldn’t have stopped.”

With the sound of seams tearing, her full breasts spilled free above the neckline. He must have torn the thin bra along with it. Blair parted her lips in shock, but he paid no attention, sliding his hands behind her back to undo the clasp of her underwear.

“I meant to show you how much I want you, properly.”

“Ah, just… a little slower….”

“I would’ve been disappointed if you backed out now.”

A small lace bra fell onto the raincoat on the floor. As he slipped her arms out of the dress sleeves one by one, he continued in a frighteningly calm voice.

“If you stir things up first, you should be ready to see the very bottom of me.”

“…Ah.”

“Being disappointed later is your choice.”

Now Blair stood with her dress half stripped down around her waist, her chest fully exposed. Edmund gathered the pale flesh in his hands, bent down, and buried his mouth there. He shaped her breasts with his fingers and bit down greedily on the swollen curves. Blair’s hands, which had been clenched uselessly in the air, finally landed on his broad shoulders.

“…Mm, ngh….”

The sensation of his tongue rolling over her tightened nipples was vivid. When she habitually tried to stifle her moan by pressing her knuckles to her lips, he grabbed her wrist and stopped her.

“Don’t hold back.”

As he said that, he bit down on her plump, swollen nipples and sucked hard for a long moment. Blair couldn’t endure it any longer and wrapped her arms around the black head buried against her chest. Her mind was completely muddled, making it hard to hold onto any clear thought.

In the meantime, the dress and underwear barely clinging to her hips were stripped away completely. Edmund pushed the clothes aside with his shoe without a care and laid her down on the bed. Then, pressing his gaze down on the naked woman, he began unbuttoning his shirt. His eyes, slick with greed, looked especially dark in the shadows. Blair’s chest heaved as she looked up at that unfamiliar face.

“You’re soaked.”

Without warning, his hand moved down and parted her pussy. Startled by the unfamiliar sensation, her hips jerked up on their own. He reached out with the hand that had been undoing his shirt and pressed Blair’s shoulder down, then used his other hand to slide once more over the slick, wet flesh. The calloused fingertips rummaged over her swollen clit, urethra, and entrance, as if checking them one by one.

“Ah.”

“You seem very sensitive. Getting this aroused just from having your breasts sucked.”

“Ah, wait… wait a moment.”

“You’re not telling me you already came, are you?”

Murmuring softly, he pushed the fingers that had been parting her open straight inside. Unable to withstand the near shocking sensation, Blair let out a short scream. Since she was wet enough for droplets to splash, it didn’t hurt much. Still, a narrow passage unaccustomed to insertion couldn’t possibly accept three thick fingers with ease.

“Th-there, no, slow….”

“You can’t say no now.”

Clutching at him with trembling hands was useless.

“You acted like you’d accept anything.”

The knuckled fingers kept forcing their way inside. They split her tender flesh with wet sounds, grinding deliberately into a thick spot along the inner wall she hadn’t even known existed. Her toes curled in midair. He hadn’t even taken his clothes off yet, yet he soaked the sleeves of his shirt as he focused solely on gathering her pleasure with his hands. The face framed by slightly fallen black hair felt truly unfamiliar.

It felt completely different from their first night. Back then, he’d been a man who restrained himself as he handled her. Now, it was as if she was seeing him stripped bare. This was far from the demeanor of a gentleman attending a noble lady. It was closer to a figure born from rumors of a disgraceful origin and loose conduct, a presence that evoked fear and fascination at once.

“…Ah, ngh….”

Half pinned beneath him, Blair writhed and her hips trembled. Unable to endure the surging pleasure, she rocked her waist. Just a little more. Clinging to his solid arm as if begging, her lips trembled. With each movement of his fingers inside her, her breasts bounced obscenely up and down. In his eyes, which captured that sight whole, a sharp light of desire flashed.

“J-just… right away….”

“Right away?”

“…Ngh, stop, hurry….”

“Ah. So you want me to stop playing with my fingers and just fuck you.”

Edmund twisted his lips into a crooked smile as he interpreted her words however he pleased. There was no time to react to his blunt remark. In an instant, the fingers pouring stimulation into her pulled out all at once.

“…Ah!”

Blair reached a shallow climax and let out ragged breaths. Heat spread over her cheeks, and all the strength drained from her body. But she wasn’t given the luxury of sinking lazily into the afterglow of her orgasm.

He abruptly lifted his upper body and, with only the buckle undone, pulled his heavy member free from the loosened waistband of his trousers. The way it sprang out from between the fabric looked fiercely imposing, almost as if it possessed its own will. Even though she’d clearly seen him naked on their first night, the size still failed to register properly, and Blair’s eyes widened.

“…Edmund, I, I….”

“Yes. Look as much as you want.”

Once again, he interpreted her flustered words in whatever way suited him. Deliberately, he ran a hand along the dark red tip, delivering another shock to her inexperienced eyes.

It was true that the size far exceeded what could be considered normal, and it was a little frightening. Still, reckless as it might be, this was a choice she’d made herself. Even the tension coursing through her body was being transformed into pleasure by his touch. She couldn’t lie to herself anymore. Blair wanted him. To the very end.

Edmund cast his shadow over her once more and pressed his lips to hers. He twisted her jaw to deepen the connection, sucking her tongue in as if devouring it, and the wet sound of their slick membranes echoed.

Soon, the man standing fully aroused brushed against her soaked entrance. Using the slickness that had flowed down as lubricant, the head slid up and down, distorting the swollen folds of her pussy, before finally parting the tightly clinging opening and thrusting inside.