The Cold-Hearted Grand Duke Obsesses Over Me After My Death - Chapter 66

Episode 66. Gemini (2)

“I’m going to wash too,” Louid said in a calm voice.

“Ah… r-right, of course.”

Before she could squeeze her eyes shut, she’d already seen his broad chest. The muscles that sat so perfectly on his chest were clearly visible in the moonlight.

‘Why is my heart beating like this? Calm down, heart.’

It wasn’t as if it was her first time seeing it, yet her heart pounded fast.

“I’ll turn around.”

With her eyes tightly closed, Emilia stood rigidly by the lakeside. Even so, because the lake was small, she could clearly hear the sound of him splashing into the water and scooping it over himself.

‘He doesn’t even seem cold.’

Crossing her arms over her chest, she hugged herself. Just thinking about how cold the water had been, cold enough to freeze her whole body, made her shiver.

“Ugh, it’s cold.”

Emilia shuddered again. Still, maybe because she’d washed, she felt refreshed and clear-headed. When she happened to lift her head and look up, the full moon was right above, and so many stars filled the sky that there was no empty space to be found.

Standing in the lake, Louid was facing in Emilia’s direction. The woman with platinum blonde hair falling down to her waist was shining brilliantly in the moonlight and starlight.

‘If she weren’t Duke Berthe’s granddaughter….’

He fell into thought for a moment, then shook his head, trying to fling off the thoughts. What was the point of imagining something that would never change? It was nothing but a useless wish. He scooped up handfuls of the lake’s icy water and kept dumping them over his head.

‘I wonder what that star is.’

Emilia’s gaze was fixed on one spot. There was a constellation in the sky that shone especially bright.

“It’s Gemini.”

From behind her, lost in the night sky, she heard Louid’s voice.

“When did you come out?”

Emilia flinched and turned around. Right behind her stood Louid, a towel wrapped around his lower body. Water was dripping from his wet hair, darker than the night sky.

“Just now.”

Louid gave a brief answer. His red eyes, fixed on her, gleamed.

“Some people dislike twins, believing their birth brings a curse upon the family, but I don’t think that way.”

Turning his gaze back to the stars, Louid continued, “You suffer once and get two. Isn’t that good?”

He stared piercingly at Emilia again.

“I think so too. It doesn’t make sense to hate them when it’s not like children choose to be born as twins. Life is a precious blessing.”

Emilia’s face clouded as she heard, for the first time, the superstition about a curse on twins. To think people believed such a thing. It sounded like something someone had maliciously made up long ago.

She recalled the children she’d seen at Lot Academy. All life was precious, and she thought twins were no different.

A precious blessing….

‘Was I a precious blessing to my father too?’

At Emilia’s words, Louid thought back on his own past.

When the young empress gave birth and died, his father, the emperor, sank into deep sorrow. He rarely sought out his young son, and Louid also felt intimidated by his father. Instead, William, who had a different mother from him, cherished him like a son.

Since he had never had a deep conversation with his father, he didn’t know what his father had thought of him. But Emilia’s words, all life is precious, brought him a deep resonance.

‘Why does that tiny woman have more mature thoughts than I do?’

On top of that, she had never gone through hardship or been shunned by a duke.

She was the only granddaughter left behind by a dead son, so she must have been raised with the utmost care. Now he seemed to be using her as a tool to continue his power, though.

‘Despicable man.’

As he pictured Duke Berthe’s vile face, Louid’s eyes grew fierce.

Louid’s head tilted. He lightly held Emilia’s nape and claimed her small, full lips. Emilia rose onto her toes and wrapped her arms around his neck. The two of them rubbed their tongues together and fell into a trance.

Louid’s hand grabbed her full breast. While continuing the kiss, he kneaded her breast in slow circles.

“Haa.”

“Mmph.”

As their bodies pressed tightly together, Emilia forgot they were outdoors and surrendered to his touch. Louid’s hand slipped downward, lifted her undergarments, and stroked her gently. When his fingers brushed her wet flesh, his breathing grew even rougher.

“You’re tempting me.”

He briefly lifted his lips and whispered low.

“W-when did I?”

When Emilia protested with a flushed face, Louid lifted his fingers. A thin, clear thread of arousal stretched from his fingertip.

“Ugh.”

Her face turning bright red like a beet, Emilia buried her face against his chest. Paying her embarrassment no mind, Louid dropped to his knees between her legs. In an instant, he pulled off her undergarments and buried his face beneath the skirt of her dress.

“Aah, ah.”

Emilia cried out in surprise as Louid’s lips began to greedily lick her vagina.

“Spread your legs more.”

While tracing the parted folds with his tongue, he ordered in a roughened voice.

“What if someone sees?”

Embarrassed, Emilia still parted her legs slightly.

“No one will.”

“Hngh!”

When he lightly sucked her clitoris, Emilia’s waist bent forward. Her whole body tingled as if pricked by thorns, and she felt like she might collapse.

Without giving her any mercy, Louid moved his tongue even faster. He repeatedly thrust and withdrew his tongue at her entrance until it softened and grew slick. Emilia’s waist bent even lower.

“Louid, I can’t stand anymore! Haah.”

With one hand braced on his head hidden beneath her skirt, Emilia begged with a moan. Smirking in satisfaction, Louid slowly rose.

“How do you want it, Emilia?”

His lips, glistening with her arousal, asked the obscene question.

“P-put it in.”

If he had excited her, he could at least quickly move on to the next step, yet he simply stood there as if nothing had happened. But the towel around his waist had already come undone, and between his legs, his length was swollen to the point of bursting.

Glaring at him, Emilia had no choice but to grab his penis and squeeze it hard. Louid ran hot, and the heat there was no different. As if all the blood in his body had gathered in one place, the dark red shaft was so engorged that veins bulged along its length.

“Haa….”

Squatting, Emilia took his member into her mouth, and Louid exhaled a long breath. She circled the tip, already dripping with precum, licking in slow rounds. She sucked on the thin membrane with audible slurps, then diligently licked the shaft and his balls.

“Hoo….”

Looking down at Emilia, who had his length in her mouth, Louid exhaled deeply. Why she looked so enchantingly like a forest nymph despite her lewd posture was a mystery.

‘Spineless bastard. Emilia is Berthe’s granddaughter. All she wants is to carry my seed.’

“Aahk.”

Roughly pulling Emilia to her feet, Louid turned her around and grabbed her white buttocks tightly. Between her slender legs, the dark red length slid inside as if melting its way in. Over her dress, his hand grabbed her breasts as he thrust hard. His movements were rough, as if he had no intention of holding back.

“Aaah, aahh. Ungh.”

Emilia, arms stretched backward, cried out in a rising moan, and aroused even further, he slammed his buttocks against her with hard, heavy thrusts.

“Isn’t this what you wanted?”

“Y-yes? Aahk. Ungh.”

Emilia grew dazed, not even knowing what she was saying. Only the quiet night scenery and the moon and stars in the sky flickered at the edge of her vision.

“Aahk.”

Suddenly, her throat went dry. Each time it did, Louid brought his lips to hers. Like a drought-stricken land meeting a rain shower, Emilia eagerly sucked down his saliva.

His rough thrusts continued. Emilia’s legs trembled like the leaves of an aspen, and her inner walls rippled as they tightened around him.

“Ugh.”

Letting out a deathlike groan, he drove into Emilia even harder.

Puck, puck.

The wet sound of flesh striking flesh echoed loudly around the lake. Pushing in all the way to the root inside her passage, he exhaled a long breath and stilled. A moment later, white fluid seeped from the place they were joined and trickled down Emilia’s thigh.

“Haa.”

Drained of strength, Emilia rested limply in Louid’s arms, panting roughly. Stripping off her clothes, Louid carried her into the lake and washed her skillfully.

“Let’s go back down now.”

After drying her body and dressing her, Louid turned to leave.

“Louid, wait for me!”

Only then did Emilia come back to herself and race off in the direction Louid was walking. He might have left her and gone down alone. He was more than capable of doing so.