AMOTGD ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚

CHAPTER Vlll

content/trigger warnings: dubcon/noncon, coercive relationship, incest (side characters)

I thought I screamed. But did the sound actually come out?

A hand covered my mouth with an iron grip, silencing me. I thought I struggled, but I don’t know if those movements continued. The force pressing down on me was so strong that I couldn’t move an inch.

Only the voice ringing in my ears kept echoing. Perhaps that sound consumed me the whole time. Like a chant being recited.

“If you like him better than me, then I just have to make you like me more.”

If you like him better, I’ll make you like me more until then. Right? Julie, I’ll wait until that happens. I’ll make it happen, over and over again.

An ominous darkness loomed beyond the intertwined shadows, almost like a threat.

***

His large hands grasped my bouncing brxxsts. I exhaled a shallow breath as his tongue licked the pointed tips of my nxpples.

When an involuntary whimper escaped my lips, he raised his head and kissed me lovingly, intertwining our tongues.

The sound of our saliva mixing filled my ears, and amidst the rustling straw, something sloshed between my torn skirts.

It was the sound of fingers moving in and out of a wet place.

“Nngh… hnn…”

“Make some noise, Julie. Okay?”

His thick fingers pushed aside my wet underwear and entered. At first, he gently rubbed the outside, but as my l-bia became moist, he spread my folds and penetrated the tender flesh. He pried apart the delicate folds with two fingers, occasionally caressing the swollen clxxoris.

I barely suppressed a moan that almost escaped due to the pleasure rising within. No one in their right mind would fool around with their master on their wedding night while their legitimate husband was elsewhere.

I twisted my body, trying to change my position, but something hard pressing beneath my buttocks stopped me.

Obviously, it was his erxctixn. The sensation of it poking and rubbing the area was strangely arousing.

As he licked my neck and massaged below, his intention seemed clear—to ensure I was wet enough before entering. I felt light-headed, unable to comprehend how I ended up in this dangerous situation. If I wasn’t careful, I could be swept away entirely.

“Your Highness, please… stop…”

Whispering in a pleading tone, afraid that someone might hear and come closer, he nibbled on my earlobe while caressing my bare brxxst.

“Stop and let me put it in?”

No, you crazy bastard. I mean stop and take your hands off me!

It’s a bit embarrassing to say this, especially given how wet I am down there, but in my world, this is a crime. The right of the first night was abolished a long time ago!

With your wife already watching me like a hawk, why should I be tied up here on my wedding night, being ravaged by my master? Paul might never confront the Grand Duke about this, but where would all that anger go? How well could a household run knowing that the wife is her master’s mistress? Whose life are you trying to ruin here?

“Please, let me go, Your Highness.”

But even at this moment, the reality of the class system made me fear for my life. I couldn’t voice my real thoughts and instead just begged to be released. My pleas seemed to irritate him, as he twisted and pinched my nxpple hard enough to cause pain.

“Hnngh!”

The sudden mix of sharp pleasure and pain made my lower body twitch. He must have felt my reaction through the fingers inside me, because he chuckled and whispered mockingly in my ear while holding me from behind.

“It seems your lower half has a different story.”

I blinked in confusion. What is this? Was this man always like this? Where did the gentleman go? Has he always spoken so crudely?

The devoted lover he had appeared to be was gone, replaced by a man who kidnapped another man’s bride on her wedding night and brought her to her husband’s workplace, all while playing with her most private part.

“Waiting was pointless.”

“Hnnn, ah…”

“If I knew it would be like this, I should have just taken you.”

As he muttered to himself, the thrusting of his fingers inside me quickened.

“Ah…!”

His thick index and middle fingers scissored and stirred the slippery walls inside me. The slick fluids flowed down to the entrance, which he spread around with his palm while squeezing my vulva with his hand.

I twisted my hips from the intense sensation, and as if waiting for this, he brushed his thumb over my clxxoris. Knowing exactly where to touch and rub to make me convulse, he inserted another finger, making wet squelching sounds as he continued to work me over.

“Cry out for me, Julie. Beautifully.”

Unable to let out a moan, I leaned my head back against his shoulder. He licked my earlobe and continued the rapid thrusting.

His fingers moved in and out of my tightly clenched walls, creating slick sounds. When he pressed down on a certain spot, my hips bucked involuntarily.

“Hnngh!”