Reasons for Contract Marriage - Chapter 95

At his words, Brianna’s face immediately turned red.

“What… what are you saying…”

The slick liquid flowing from within her had dampened the lower part of her body and her undergarments. Lucius rubbed the wet folds and gradually began to move his finger. The warmth inside her was far greater than he had anticipated, and with each motion, her tight entrance clung to his finger as if unwilling to let go.

If just a single finger felt this good, how incredible would it be if he replaced it with himself and moved within her?

Lucius took a deep breath, suppressing the overwhelming instinct to act on his desires immediately. It had been wise not to remove her clothes first. If he had seen her bare body in such a situation, he might have lost all self-control and pounced on her like a beast.

And that would have been something he would regret for the rest of his life.

“But you’ll need to be much wetter than this to take me in.”

As his finger began to delve deeper inside her, a wet sound echoed faintly. Brianna inhaled sharply and gripped his clothes tightly. Lucius responded by gently scattering kisses along her cheeks and neck, as if to comfort her, all the while keeping his finger buried deep inside her, their motion unrelenting.

“Ah…”

Then, another finger joined the first, increasing the sensation. Brianna let out a soft, sob-like moan. Initially, the intrusion had felt strange, uncomfortable, and even slightly painful, but now, the sensation of his fingers brushing against her inner walls and pulling away only to push back in brought waves of pleasure that made her entire body shiver. Each movement left her wetter than before, and an involuntary whimper escaped her lips.

Unbeknownst to Brianna, her underwear had slid down her legs and fallen to her ankles. In the midst of her moans and sighs, Lucius had even undone the ribbon on her slip dress with his teeth, leaving the thin fabric loose.

As the ribbon came undone, the soft, delicate material slackened. Lucius buried his face between the revealed curves of her chest, brushing his cheek and nose against her creamy, smooth skin. His lips traced along the curve, while his teeth tugged at the neckline, pulling it further down past her shoulders. Soon, one softly rounded breast was fully exposed to his view.

Her milk-white, translucent skin was tinged with redness only at its peak and the spot he had just nibbled and kissed through the fabric. Mesmerized by the sight of her erect nipple, Lucius leaned in and gently took her breast into his mouth.

“Ah!”

As his lips wrapped around her sensitive peak, Brianna instinctively arched her back, attempting to escape his touch. But Lucius didn’t allow it. He pressed closer, nipping her nipple lightly with his teeth. The sensation was sharp and stung slightly, but it was quickly replaced by an unfamiliar wave of pleasure.

“Ahh…”

Brianna let out a soft, almost tearful sound, realizing how wrong her earlier thought had been. She had believed it would feel better without the barrier of fabric, but this was far beyond anything she had imagined. The sensation of his hot breath directly on her skin, his mouth teasing her sensitive peaks, and his tongue swirling and licking—all of it was an entirely new and overwhelming experience.

It was so vivid and intense that it bordered on painful.

Lucius sucked at her breast with enough force to make a sound, his lips leaving a faint mark. At the same time, his other hand slid beneath the fabric and grasped her other breast, kneading it firmly. The sight of his large hand moving beneath the thin fabric, shaping and molding her soft flesh, made Brianna squeeze her eyes shut. The image was too stimulating, too provocative.

And then his fingers, which had been moving steadily inside her, suddenly began to quicken their pace. Her hips jerked involuntarily, and her mind went blank.

“Ah! Mm!”

The sensations that had been building within her suddenly reached a crescendo, and Brianna felt as though she were being engulfed by flames. Heat coursed through her body, and soft cries spilled uncontrollably from her lips. The moment his fingers pressed against the sensitive nub at her entrance, a blinding flash seemed to explode before her eyes. At the same time, a rush of hot liquid poured out from within her.

“Ahh…”

Brianna’s body trembled as she experienced her first climax. She convulsed lightly, her body wracked with shivers, and then collapsed limply onto the bed. Strength drained from her limbs as she lay there, breathing heavily, unable to fully comprehend what had just happened.

Only after Lucius withdrew his fingers, now glistening with her love juice, did he pause to admire the sight. He stared at the transparent liquid coating his fingers with satisfaction before shifting his gaze to Brianna, who lay utterly spent beneath him.

Brianna was technically dressed in her slip, but it could hardly be called “dressed.” Her skirt was bunched up to her waist, and the front was completely undone, leaving one breast exposed. Her entire body bore countless red marks left by him. Unlike her usual self, her eyes were glazed over with a dreamy expression as she looked at him. The gaze was incredibly sensual.

Such a disheveled state.

Lucius gently caressed Brianna’s flushed face. He had thought he couldn’t love her any more than he already did, but seeing her completely unraveled like this in front of him only deepened his affection and possessiveness.

In the past, he had been willing to send her to Florian. Even after Florian’s death, he had resigned himself to the idea of watching her marry another man.

But now, he wanted to kill the version of himself who had entertained such thoughts. After seeing her like this, there was no way he could ever let another man have her. Even if that man was Florian.

If anyone other than himself ever saw Brianna like this, he would gouge out their eyes and cut off the hands and tongue that had dared to touch her.

Hiding those dark and twisted thoughts, Lucius lowered his face to press a long kiss to her cheek. Then he kissed the tip of her nose and her chin as well.

“You did well, Brianna.”

At his compliment, Brianna seemed to briefly wonder what she had done well.

Lucius, still smiling, pressed his lips to her forehead. Though Brianna had yet to give him her heart, fortunately, her body seemed to accept him. Once her body fully adapted to him, her heart would follow much more easily.

Lucius pulled away from her and sat on the bed. It was only then that Brianna seemed to realize the state she was in. Hastily, she sat up and pulled the straps of her slip back over her shoulders. She also hurriedly yanked her skirt back down to cover herself.

Watching her adjust her clothes, Lucius slowly removed his robe. The sight of Brianna tidying up, despite knowing the clothes would soon be removed again, was endearing to him.

Once she had composed herself, Brianna looked up at Lucius, only for her eyes to widen in shock.

“!”

Brianna gasped and clapped a hand over her mouth.

Only now did she understand what the Dowager Duchess had meant when she said there were things better left unknown.

Lucius was completely naked in front of her. His erect member was fully exposed. As he ran his hand down its length, it bobbed against his stomach. What was even more shocking was that it seemed to be growing larger before her very eyes.

“Oh my…”

Lucius noticed the fear in Brianna’s wide eyes and let out a faint sigh. As he bent toward her, Brianna instinctively scooted backward. The resolve she had made not to reject him had long since vanished.

“W-wait…”

She cried out almost instinctively, driven by a primal survival instinct.

“Surely… you’re not planning to put that inside me?”

She desperately hoped he would deny it, but cruelly, Lucius nodded.

“That’s right, Brianna. Everything so far has been to prepare you for this.”

Brianna shook her head frantically. “But it’s one thing with fingers… there’s no way that can fit…”

“Shh, Brianna. You’re already wet enough, so it’ll be fine. I can’t promise it won’t hurt, though…”

Lucius slipped his hand under her skirt and gently caressed her slick folds. As he said, she couldn’t deny that she was already soaking wet.

“Still…”

The sight of his size filled her with anxiety. Wouldn’t it tear her apart, just as he had warned earlier? She found it hard to believe that the tight entrance that had barely accommodated two fingers could stretch enough to take him.

Lucius spoke again to the still-fearful Brianna, “Of course, there’s another way to make it less painful—to make you even wetter—but I don’t think you’d like it…”

When Brianna looked at him, her expression asking what he meant, Lucius curled his lips into a sly smile.

“If I kiss you here and lick you with my tongue, it won’t hurt as much. But for that, I’ll need your permission…”

As he softly rubbed the sensitive spot with the tip of his finger, Brianna shrieked in alarm.

“J-just do it!”

Lucius chuckled quietly and laid Brianna down on the bed. As she accepted the cascade of kisses falling upon her face, she found herself thinking absentmindedly.

Somehow, Lucius in bed seemed slightly different from the Lucius she knew in daily life.