Chapter 806
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 806
But as if she had no idea what I was thinking, Felicia lowered her head and pressed her lips to my chest.
Then, as if intending to go all in from the start, she moved her tongue in circles, enveloping my nipple.
Doesn’t it usually start with a few gentle licks?
Things like this really remind you she’s a succubus.
“Ngh… Mmm… Smooch.”
After moving her tongue like that and even puckering her lips to suckle, Felicia made a sound like a light kiss as she pulled away.
She then lifted her head just slightly, her eyes looking up at me, before sticking her tongue out and licking my chest.
She wasn’t doing this just because she wanted to see my face; she was definitely doing it with intent.
And since Felicia was only resting half her body on me, if I shifted my gaze just past her face as she licked one side of my chest, I could see my erect member standing stiffly.
As if to put on a show, Felicia moved her hand to gently grasp it, then began to stroke me with a soft flick of her wrist.
It’s hard to explain, but the way she moved—slowly and smoothly, with an emphasis on the snap of her wrist—seemed to deliberately highlight the motion of her hand.
In other words, this and everything else was a performance for my benefit. Felicia knew all too well what angles and compositions made her look beautiful and would please a man.
For a girl who was already beautiful to know exactly how to act to look even more beautiful… the destructive power was indescribable.
Seriously, her looks were nothing short of perfect.
And this girl might genuinely like me.
No. Of course, nothing was certain yet.
Although she had just used the past tense, saying “it was,” that could be interpreted in many ways depending on the context.
She might not have meant, “I was a body that had given up on the emotion of love,” but rather, “Oh right, I did tell you that, didn’t I?”
So, it wasn’t yet the stage where I could be certain she liked me, but for some reason, a strange sense of conviction was growing within me.
“Mmm? Darling? What’s wrong? Does it feel so good you’re about to lose your mind? Are you falling for me all over again?”
Noticing that I was looking in her direction but my gaze was strangely distant, as if lost in thought, Felicia gently bit my nipple with her front teeth to get my attention, then spoke in a playful tone.
“What if I am?”
“Oh my, really? Well, it’s not a bad feeling, but… this is a problem. I’d rather not get scolded by Lady Diana. I swear, being this beautiful is a curse. But what can I do? I was born this way. It’s not like I can make myself ugly on purpose.”
I had asked her back in a deliberately serious voice, but Felicia immediately turned it into a joke, intentionally widening her eyes and fluttering her lashes to act cute.
Just looking at her now, you’d think she didn’t have a shred of interest in me, but I, who had been watching her face intently this whole time, didn’t miss it.
The moment I asked my question, just before her playful smile formed, a fleeting, bitter smile had crossed her lips.
One might think that a sad smile in response to being asked “what if I like you” would mean she wasn’t interested, but my thoughts were a little different.
There’s no way he could like me. He’s definitely not serious.
Wasn’t it because she was operating under that premise that she’d shown a bitter smile?
“You really have a terminal case of princess complex… Ah, but you’re a princess, so it’s not a complex, is it?”
“Exactly. And a real princess, not someone with a complex, knows very well whether the other person truly likes them or not. So there’s no point in lowering your voice and trying to set the mood.”
As she said that, Felicia smiled at me with an expression that said she saw right through me.
“Tch. Busted.”
“Ahaha! Of course. What were you trying to do, making my heart flutter? Are you perhaps sulking because I said you probably weren’t popular?”
“No. I’m not sulking.”
“Huuuh? Re~ally? Ahaha. Well, thanks to you, I’ve got one more thing to use against you.”
“Use against me?”
Instead of answering my question, Felicia slid her body upward, her tongue still pressed against my skin.
Licking a long trail from my chest, over my collarbone and neck, and up to my cheek, Felicia finally nipped my earlobe lightly with her lips and whispered playfully, blowing a breath full of air into my ear.
“What do you think would happen if I told Lady Diana that you were seriously trying to seduce me?”
“Stop it, you homewrecker!”
“Ahahahaha! ‘Home’! You’re not even married yet!”
At my shout, Felicia burst into peals of laughter as if she found it hilarious, then sat up slightly.
She swung one leg over to the other side of my body, straddling my stomach completely, before leaning down again to press her breasts firmly against my chest.
Her eyes, now right in front of mine, gleamed with lust as she sensuously licked her lower lip.
“Don’t worry, I know you’re popular. So don’t sulk. Like this…”
No. I told you I’m not sulking.
I wanted to say that, but I remained silent at Felicia’s next action.
Though her hands were resting on my chest on either side of her own, Felicia moved only her hips, effortlessly aligning the tip of my dick with the entrance to her pussy.
Then, without a moment’s hesitation, she lowered herself, taking me in all the way.
“Hnngh?! Haa… Because you have something this magnificent. Just by stripping a woman down and fucking her, you can make her unable to not like you.”
The moment she took me in, Felicia let out a high-pitched moan and threw her head back, an expression of pure ecstasy on her face. Then, she slowly lowered her head to look down at me again.
Hasn’t the distance between us gotten even closer than before?
We were so close that our lips would touch if either of us moved even slightly.
“No. That’s just your standard.”
“Mmm… I don’t think so. It’s true that I’m… ngh… a little more promiscuous, but…”
Hey, have some conscience. There’s no way it’s just “a little,” is there? Just a little?
Well, I guess it can’t be helped, given her racial traits.
“Besides, even you, the promiscuous one, have done it with me several times now, and it’s not like you particularly like me, right?”
Thinking that, I threw out another probing comment.
This time, too, I was just planning to observe how her expression changed, but Felicia gave me a completely different answer than I’d expected.
“Oh my, do you really think so? But I do like you. A lot. More than any other man in the world.”
“Wh-What?!”
Did you just confess to me?! Weren’t you trying to hide it?!
At Felicia’s sudden bombshell declaration, I reflexively raised my voice and tried to sit up.
But as I said, her face was already pressed so close to mine that our lips would touch with the slightest movement. So when I tried to sit up, our lips naturally brushed against each other.
To make matters worse, Felicia had for some reason stuck her tongue out just before that, so it looked as if we were sharing a deep, tongue-filled kiss.
Of course, I pulled back in a hurry, but that didn’t change the fact that the picture was already painted of me initiating a kiss on Felicia’s lips.
“Darling, aren’t you a little too into this? Was that kiss we shared that unforgettable?”
And just as I expected, the moment our lips parted, Felicia immediately started teasing me.
Though this time, even Felicia seemed genuinely surprised, as her face was flushed completely red.
But she immediately placed a hand on her cheek and began to twist her body in an exaggerated display of embarrassment, apparently planning to pass it off as if she were doing it on purpose.
“No, I’m not?!”
“I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong idea. That’s not what I meant. Oh, but it’s true that I like you the most out of all the men in the world. I mean, you’re the best at sex out of all the men I’ve met. It’s only natural that I’d like you, right? But I don’t think it’s what people call love. So, I’m sorry, okay? For getting your hopes up.”
Then, Felicia bowed her head and apologized to me with a genuinely sorry expression.
I knew it was an act, but knowing that didn’t make it any less infuriating, because her sorry expression looked so real.
This girl, I’m telling you, she’s unnecessarily good at acting.
“I told you that’s not it! Why is this turning into me getting rejected?”
“Oh, darling. You’re so shy. It’s okay. I understand everything. What can I do? I’m just this pretty. I’ll keep it a secret from Lady Diana, just for you. So tell me how you really feel. Hmm?”
But no matter how much I denied it, Felicia continued to tease me.
“Stop talking nonsense and start moving! If you don’t, I will.”
“There you go, trying to change the subject again. You really are a shy one. Should I say it first again, like before? Darling, I like you. But it’s not love. I’m just saying, in case you misunderstand and pounce on me again, okay?”
Felicia’s face was still bright red, so her confession, delivered with upturned eyes, was unnecessarily devastating.
Well, except for the part she tacked on at the end, which ruined everything.
“Hey! You, really!”
“Ahahahaha! Look how flustered you are! After you did the same thing to me just a moment ago!”
Only after teasing me like that did Felicia seem satisfied, letting out a peal of laughter as she sat up.
Did she really say she liked me just to get revenge for that?
No. But I didn’t outright say I liked her. I asked what she would do if I fell for her.
…Is that the same thing?
“But I’m starting to lose my patience, too. So I’ll let you off the hook here. You’re welcome, right?”
She then lightly stuck her tongue out at me, acting as if she were doing me a huge favor.
That tongue you stuck out when our lips touched, was that you trying to stick your tongue out at me?
To be on the receiving end of a deep kiss while trying to do that and still end with that reaction… just how good is your ability to handle situations?
She’s the complete opposite of Rachel. No. In Rachel’s case, that’s what makes her cute.
Anyway, after sitting up completely, Felicia said that and turned her body halfway around to face away from me.
Of course, with my dick still inside her.
“Why are you turning around?”
“Because if I keep looking at your face, I think I’ll burst out laughing again. Wouldn’t it ruin the mood for you too if I suddenly started laughing during sex?”
…Well, she’s right that it might ruin the mood a little.
But is that really the reason?
Her buttocks, pressed against my lower abdomen, still felt scorching hot.
Of course, it wasn’t from the heat of sexual excitement.
As proof, Felicia’s ears, peeking out from between the silky strands of her pink-blonde hair, were still flushed as red as if they’d been boiled.
Could it be that this girl turned around because she was finding it hard to control her expression?
The way she ended her teasing earlier than usual also supports this.
That accident just now—with her personality, it was something she would have normally played with and teased me about for much longer.
“Alright, darling. No more games from now on, just feeling good, okay? I’m going to move, okay? Mmm… Hnngh…”
And while I was lost in thought, Felicia began to move her hips with perfect timing, as if to prevent me from thinking any deeper.
For now, her movements were just a light rocking back and forth, but that didn’t mean the pleasure was weak. No. In fact, it was incredibly intense.
She moved her hips with perfect control over the strength and rhythm, as if she knew exactly which points would make a man feel good, and on top of that, she even repeatedly clenched and released her vaginal muscles in time with her movements.
Her movements truly showed what it meant to be a natural.
But even that immense pleasure couldn’t stop me from getting lost in my thoughts.
I may not look it, but I’m the world’s greatest Saint in this field.
And the thought that came to me, even at a time like this, when I wasn’t focusing on the pleasure, was…
“Ahah. Look at you twitching from the pleasure. Does it… haah… feel that good for you, too? Ah, but… hnn… you can’t pounce on me saying you love me again, okay?”
It was this.
Didn’t you turn your back so you could focus on the sex?
No. In fact, it feels like this girl has been strangely trying to steer the conversation in that direction for a while now.
Does she want to hear me say I like her that badly?