Chapter 66
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 66
Smooth skin peeked through her loosening collar. Perhaps a faint breeze had slipped through the gap, for the woman’s eyes fluttered open. Even as she unfastened her clothes, she seemed at a loss, her hands desperately wanting to hold them closed—just as she had tried to clutch her parting gown.
Oscar’s gaze fell to the pale pink undergarment visible beneath her collarbone, where her delicate bones stood out. It was the only thing left on her upper body. When her fingertips, having unbuttoned the dress, hovered hesitantly instead of reaching for the final layer, Oscar leaned down and whispered, “Should I undo it for you?”
At that, she bit her lip again.
“I would enjoy that, too.”
But I admit, he thought, I'm looking forward to watching that crumbling expression on your face as you expose yourself with your own two hands.
Every nerve was on edge.
This was true not only for him, but surely for the woman pinned beneath him, unfastening her own clothes.
Her chemise was tightly laced with a ribbon in the center of her chest. Time seemed to stretch. As her slender fingertips pulled at the end of the ribbon, the tightly bound knot came undone with a soft snap, as if it had never been tied. As the knot unraveled, the undergarment that had firmly supported her breasts loosened.
Yet, the slender fingers that had untied the ribbon merely hovered over her chest.
Oscar laughed as he watched her.
How amusing.
Anyone watching would think she was actually being ravished.
He grabbed both of her wrists—barely a handful—in one of his. Then, he lifted her hands above her head and pinned them to the bed, rendering her immobile.
“Ah…!”
Her pale, flustered face was quite a sight. How much more can I distort this face? No matter what I do to her, can I make those lips say she doesn’t hate it?
A breathtakingly handsome smile touched Oscar’s lips as he peeled back the layers of clothing barely covering her body. He felt her twisting her wrists, desperately trying to free herself, but her strength was pitifully weak. If anything, it only fueled his cruel lust.
He pushed aside the fluttering hem of her dress, revealing the undergarment that barely covered the tips of her breasts.
“Your Excellency…”
Her pleading call seemed to beg him to let go of her hands. But that plea only stoked his cruelty. He hooked a finger under the fabric hanging precariously from the tips of her breasts and pulled it down. Her shallow breaths grew shorter.
“Ah…”
Her round breasts, revealed from beneath her half-removed clothes, were so erotic that the mere sight of them made him want to lose all control.
Perfectly round, swollen breasts. Their tips were a similar color to her lips. Atop the pale pink areolas, her nipples, ripe and slightly redder, stood erect.
The force in her twisting wrists grew slightly stronger. Oscar wore a twisted smile and raised his free hand. He slowly cupped one of her pretty breasts. The soft, warm sensation filling his palm made his lower abdomen feel as if it were melting. As he gently rubbed the nipple poking through his fingers, her squirming finally ceased.
Oscar looked up and met the brown eyes staring blankly at him. The moment her tearful gaze tried to look away, his fierce command gripped her.
“Look at me.”
As her brown gaze, which had drifted away, gradually returned to him, Oscar slowly raised his index finger and traced circles around the tip of her protruding nipple. The erect, firm peak was stirred in circles beneath his fingertip.
Are you being stirred up like this, too?
He could see her face, which had seemed pale with shock, gradually changing. That change heated him more and more.
He felt her soft nipple gradually hardening. Oscar pinched the tip and rubbed it slowly.
This woman had a habit of either holding her breath or biting her lip whenever she tried to endure something. Right now, it was the former. Holding her breath, she seemed to empty herself, like someone who wanted only their soul to vanish from the body trapped in his grasp. Because he had told her to look at him, she couldn’t look elsewhere, yet she didn’t want to meet his eyes. He could see her gaze turning hollow.
Oscar laughed coldly, then whispered fiercely, “Do you like this?”
“…”
“Is this the face of someone who likes it?”
Focus returned to her hollow brown eyes. With a face that didn’t know what to say, she parted her lips, closed them, and then parted and closed them again.
Watching her faint reaction, Oscar felt another devil inside him stir. If she was this confused and pliant, he could do far worse.
The hand that had been teasing the tip of her breast moved down without hesitation. Beneath her fully unbuttoned dress, he felt the white stockings covering her stomach and legs. As he grabbed the edge of the stockings and pulled, he heard her sharp intake of breath and felt her bound hands squirming.
Oscar’s gaze snapped upward. He leaned in close to Seo-ah and said, “Just say the word. I’ll stop anytime.”
He saw her slender throat bob. Having swallowed hard, the woman’s jaw tightened.
So she was going to endure it again. She was going to try and hold out.
“…”
Fine, then. Let’s see you try.
Oscar slipped his fingertips inside her stockings. Then, like a snake, his hand slid toward her secret place. The sensation rushed into his palm.
This damn woman had to be the bastard child of some prominent noble family. Even if she wasn’t, someone must have cherished her, kept her safe in the palm of their hand.
Otherwise, how could her entire body be this soft?
Her warm skin was smooth, without a single scar. It felt like touching delicate silk. Then, his fingertips brushed the edge of her single layer of underwear, and Oscar’s temporarily clouded eyes gleamed with a strange light.
Just one layer.
As he lifted the paper-thin fabric and slipped his fingertips inside, he felt her smooth body stiffen. The more she resisted, the more cruelly he behaved.
Her senses, heightened to their absolute limit, would be focused entirely on his fingertips. That fact brought him a thrilling ecstasy.
Oscar’s hand slid boldly. As he traced the rounded mound beneath her underwear, she gasped sharply.
“Should I stop?”
Oscar straightened his back like a wolf rousing from its sleep. Hovering slightly above her, he watched her constantly changing reactions as he moved his hand further down, bit by bit.
Her smooth skin, almost entirely devoid of hair, felt like her lips or the secret peaks of her breasts. Soft and enticing. This was especially true of the parted flesh within.
“Ah…”
He felt her feet flinch beneath him.
Yes. Since you dared to get on my nerves, it’s only fair that you crumble just as much.
Oscar curved his fingertips. Then, using his thumb and ring finger, he parted the flesh that was closed like petals. Even though he couldn't see, he could feel it—how ripe and red it must be inside that wide-open space.
He traced the gap with the tip of his middle finger. Feeling the tight mucous membrane against his skin, he felt his erection, already as large as it could be, harden even further.
His sliding fingertip stopped before the deep cleft. In the place he had expected to be bone-dry, he felt a faint wetness. A slick, viscous arousal was leaking from within.
“Ngh.”
“…”
The man’s breath hitched, his cruel violation pausing for a moment. The same went for the woman who was enduring everything with her hands bound.
The rain was still pouring, and the faint light that had illuminated their outlines faded away.
Seo-ah watched as the blue eyes beneath his black hair turned completely dark. The mocking smile had vanished, and in its place was only a man whose very presence seemed sculpted from cold, dry darkness.
And the moment he fully revealed himself, she felt his slick fingertip slide up her secret place. A private spot she had never shown anyone, nor even tried to look at or touch herself. As his finger rubbed upward, she felt her toes curl.
It didn’t hurt, nor did it tickle. Yet her breath gradually quickened, her heart raced, and her body felt as if it were curling inward. This was especially true when he touched a spot near the top that felt slightly more prominent than the rest.
She felt his teasing touch suddenly slide downward. His fingertip, wetter than before, slipped deep inside without warning.
“Ah!”
Seo-ah’s eyes flew open. As his thick finger thrust deep inside her, it felt as if the world had stopped. The blunt digit swirled slowly within her tight space. She felt her inner muscles being pressed in circles, and then she felt him curve his fingertip as he reached deeper. When a sensation of something pushing firmly upward from deep within her lower abdomen washed over her, her body curled even tighter.
Stop…
If she opened her mouth, those words would surely escape. She could not open her mouth. Seo-ah bit her lip. At that moment, the touch of the man who had been pressing firmly somewhere deep inside her changed.
“Your Excellency…!”
Releasing the hand that had been pinning her wrists, he sat up completely. Then, before she could react, he used that same hand to strip off her stockings entirely. As she thrashed her suddenly cold legs, he grabbed her thighs.
She couldn’t stop the man forcing his way between her legs.
No, actually, she could.