The Cold-Hearted Grand Duke Obsesses Over Me After My Death - Chapter 58

Episode 58. Dancing with Him (2)

‘This won’t do….’

Biting into her soft, peach-colored breasts, Louid fell into thought. But soon, as if he had never hesitated, he sucked fiercely at Emilia’s breasts. Then he knelt in front of the bed and buried his face between her legs.

“Hhng, Louid.”

Emilia tried to close her spread legs, but both were firmly held in his grasp. It wasn’t easy to resist. With a resigned expression, she closed her eyes.

Holding her white thighs apart, Louid ran his tongue up along the parted folds. Her body trembled as a shiver ran through her. He continued to move his tongue back and forth between her labia, tasting the fluid that flowed from her opening.

“There’s much more water now.”

Looking down at the plump, swollen flesh, Louid smiled with satisfaction. Far more arousal was flowing out than before. It delighted him, as if her body was waiting for his touch.

Blushing from embarrassment, Emilia squeezed her eyes shut more tightly.

“It’s a compliment. No need to be embarrassed.”

When she pretended not to hear him, Louid peeked up at her from between her legs and gave a teasing laugh.

“I’m still embarrassed,” Emilia answered with a slight squint.

“Ha. Sounds to me like you’re saying you’re still hungry. Fine, I’ll put it in up to here today.”

Louid traced her navel with his finger and spoke crudely. There was not a hint of shame or hesitation in him.

At times like this, it was hard to believe he was ever called the Grand Duke of Ice. He was no cold duke; he was a lustful demon.

“Dem….”

Emilia barely managed to swallow the word that almost escaped her lips. Every morning after she spent a night with Louid, that word was the first thing that came out of her mouth.

“Ahh, ahh, hhng.”

Soon, moans spilled from her lips. Louid’s tongue had thrust deep into her inner walls. He gave her no time to prepare, pushing in fast and hard, over and over again.

“Hhng, hhng.”

As his tongue swept along the ridges of her inner walls, Emilia’s body jerked as if in hiccups. Her knees felt weak to the point of breaking.

Louid pulled out his tongue, slick with her fluids, and bit down gently on the protruding bud. A tingling jolt spread through Emilia’s entire body. Every time, he would ask her the same question.

“How do you want it, Emilia?”

“Put it in, put it in me.”

Her voice trembled with desire as she barely managed to answer. Louid smiled in satisfaction. He liked hearing her beg for it.

“Good.”

Rising to his feet at the edge of the bed, he grabbed Emilia’s legs and pulled her closer. Thanks to the high bed, their centers met at the perfect height.

Pressing his veined, throbbing length against her slick entrance, Louid moved his hips slowly. The wet sound of flesh rubbing against flesh echoed through the quiet bedroom.

“Hhng.”

Emilia held her breath, waiting for what was to come next. Though she had spent many nights with Louid under the pretense of producing an heir, the moment of union always left her nervous.

“I told you to breathe, didn’t I?” Louid said in a languid voice, still pressing himself against her.

“Haa….”

Only then did Emilia exhale the breath she’d been holding.

The heavy member scraped past her clitoris. Each time it did, Emilia’s body trembled and quivered. Her juices flowed incessantly from her opening. Luid rubbed his flesh, coating both her wetness and his own member evenly.

Suddenly, the massive penis plunged inside without warning. Emilia now accepted him without pain. Luid thought they must be physically well-matched and thrust his hips fiercely. Her body shook violently, like a ship caught in a typhoon.

“Ahh, s-slow down.”

As always, Emilia’s plea for him to go slower poured from her lips, but he didn’t listen. Just as he had warned, he only moved faster, watching her belly bulge slightly with each deep thrust.

“You’re the one who started it.”

“That was from dancing—ahh.”

Emilia lifted her head and looked down, but the more she protested, the faster his thrusts became. Lowering her head again, she gripped the sheets tightly with both hands to steady her shaking body.

The pleasure radiating from their joined bodies soon drove her to a state of complete oblivion.

Louid gathered Emilia’s legs together and continued thrusting. Between her snow-white thighs, his dark red length appeared and disappeared repeatedly.

Burying himself to the root, he pounded into her like a beast roaring in heat. Emilia’s moans grew higher and louder.

‘Why is he different tonight?’

Even as her mind nearly blanked from the overwhelming sensations, Emilia realized something about Louid felt different. He was always rough and powerful during their nights together, but even then, he usually controlled himself. Tonight, however, he had lost all restraint, like an untamed stallion.

‘I’d better brace myself tonight.’

Louid, having lost all self-control, couldn’t stop. Emilia closed her eyes tightly and let out a long breath. Her sigh soon turned into a high-pitched moan.

“Haa….”

At last, Louid exhaled roughly and stopped moving. After remaining still for a moment, he pulled his hips back, and white fluid began to spill out of her.

“Emilia, this won’t do.”

“What? What do you mean?”

Half dazed, Emilia forced herself to respond with the little strength she had left.

“If I’m to have an heir, not a single drop can be wasted.”

With a mischievous smile, he ran his hand over her opening. Then he climbed onto the bed, pulled her close, and kissed her lips.

“I’ll push it back in. To make sure it takes.”

“….”

Push it back in? What does he mean?

Her eyes widened.

Louid positioned himself behind her, wrapping her in his arms. His large hand cupped and kneaded her breasts gently.

“Haa….”

He let out a low groan at the soft, yielding feel beneath his palm.

“This time, don’t let any spill.”

Louid whispered into her ear, his breath tickling her eardrum. She didn’t know how to keep it from spilling, but she nodded faintly and stayed still, letting him do as he pleased.

Lifting one of her legs, Louid pressed his length back into her entrance. Just as he said, his seed that had begun to leak out was pushed back inside.

Enjoying the slick, moist sensation, he stayed still for a moment before beginning to thrust again, this time like a raging storm.

“Ahh, ah, ah.”

Emilia’s soft, bird-like moans filled the room once more. That night, Louid didn’t let her go until dawn.

***

“Your Highness, the repairs on the annex have been completed.”

One spring morning, Eddie came into the office to report.

“…I see.”

Louid’s expression hardened. He had forgotten. Emilia was supposed to stay in the room next to his only until the annex, which had burned down in the fire, was repaired.

“Shall I move Her Highness’s chambers back to the annex?”

“No. Leave it as it is.”

After a moment of silence, Louid ordered that Emilia’s room remain where it was.

“Yes, understood.”

Finishing his report, Eddie took the stack of reviewed documents and left the office. Louid sat in thought, his expression serious.

According to the original plan, Emilia was supposed to move back to the annex.

‘But is there really any need to send her there now…?’

The bedroom she currently occupied had originally been built for the Grand Duchess. It made sense that she should remain there. Sending her back to the annex now seemed unnecessary.

Besides, considering his headaches, insomnia, and the Emperor’s semi-coercive insistence that he share a bed with her often, it was far more convenient to keep her close than to visit the annex every time.

Unconsciously, Louid kept finding reasons not to send Emilia away.

***

At last, the day of the Grand Duke’s banquet arrived.

Lina wore the silver-patterned dress she had ordered from Madame Bella and rode the Marquess’s carriage toward the Grand Duke’s castle.

Along the lakeside road leading to the castle, a long procession of noble carriages stretched in a glittering line. It was something even the imperial palace rarely saw during its grandest balls.

‘Hmph, now that it’s certain the Grand Duke will be the next Emperor, everyone’s suddenly desperate to attend the banquet.’

Lina scoffed as she looked at the endless line of carriages. Among them were surely families who had heard rumors of the Grand Duchess’s frail health and were waiting for that seat to be vacated. But it would never be theirs.

‘That seat will be mine after tonight.’

After a long time, the Marquess’s carriage, which had been at the very end of the procession, finally arrived at the Grand Duke’s castle.