Chapter 19

“Hah.”

The Duke leaned back his neck and groaned, stretching out. Riding on top of him felt different from lying down. The Duke’s erection slid into the my wet walls, and the Duke clenched his teeth, reddening the nape of his neck as if he would have appreciated just by putting it in.

“Why, is it better?”

It was a random question.

“Is it better?”

“Do you get better the more you do it?”

“Didn’t you?”

Answering the Duke’s questions roughly, I placed my hand on the Duke’s hard chest this time and moved my body slightly, bending my upper body. This posture, this angle was perfect. The Duke was not a fool, so he put me on his waist and moved up and down to make sure it wasn’t too much. When I lowered my waist, he lifted it up and we interlocked with each other again, and a strong pleasure struck me like a bolt of lightning in my head.

“Oh, yes! Good! Harder, harder! Ah!”

The more excited he was the more bigger he was, he was better and much hotter now compared to the first time. The Duke’s hand began to entangle his fingers with mine, fumbling over my hand, which slipped from his chest to his abs.

“Ahhh”!

“Haah!”

As we reached our climax together after a great excitement, I leaned my cheek on the Duke’s chest, and he hugged me as he was, lying on his back and giving me an arm pillow. His p*nis was a pleasantly throbbing underneath the strange sensation as it slipped out from me.

The Duke’s arms were thick with muscles and his skin was smooth and elastic, so it was pretty good as a pillow. Still, I was a little disappointed because I liked his chubby chest better. My thighs trembled in the aftermath of pleasure. I lay comfortably next to him, stretching out my legs and raising my right leg on the Duke’s thigh. A man with a much hotter body temperature than me wrapped me warmly. After a bout of sex, a restless peace came to both of us.

* * *

The next morning Lady May and Lady Blone advised me to move to the Duchess’s room, saying they could not keep it empty forever. Even if I had used a guest room, they had never said a word so far.

The Duke showed disapproval last night, so I thought there would be a reaction, but I didn’t know it would be this fast. Just as I was taking care of Carl, I looked a little blank.

“Oh… Wouldn’t it be a little early?”

If I were a daughter of more than a Viscount’s family like Merilyn and my marriage to the Duke was a promise between the Duke and my father the Viscount Bentta, no one would have cursed me if I used the Duchess’s space the day after Merilyn’s death, but my case was special. I was the one to fill Merilyn’s absence, but I was a person to curse if I really took her place. He was a perfect man to be accused of adultery. Even if others first encouraged me to use the Duchess’s room, I couldn’t take it all at once. First of all, Lady Blone said with a stern look.

“I understand your desire to commemorate your late friend, but it is not good to leave the Duchess’s room empty for too long. Besides, you can’t stay in the Duke’s bedroom forever.”

It was quite the right word.

“You’re not a Mistress or….”

Mrs. Blone pouted her lips as if she was displeased. The last small addition made it easy to guess my rumor that was going around behind me right now. Even so, even though it’s obvious that I’m going to hear that, no one told me to move to the Duchess’ room… I didn’t trust them very much from the beginning, but I realized that I shouldn’t trust Lady Blone or Lady May completely.

“I’ll hurry up and prepare the room.”

Lady May added cautiously. It was a cautious attitude, but I didn’t mean to use the Duchess’s room, but to see her go out of her way, it was quite disgusting. What about Lady Blone, who nodded her head, ‘Yes,’ to Lady May’s words? Seeing the two of them made me feel miserable.

I could see that the reason why they wanted to prepare the Duchess’s room and the reason why the Duchess’s room opened to me was that the Duke looked for me at night. I suppressed my surging anger and gently patted the good-naturedly Carl wiggling in my arms. Huh, sleeping with the Duke was clearly much more strengthening my position than being a good mother to the next Duke’s successor. Unlike the purpose of the Count of Petrika to make me a Duchess to leave me with Carl.

I didn’t want to face them any more, so I got up from my seat.

“I’d like to keep some of Merilyn’s stuff for Carl before I organize the room.”

Two people nodded at my words. I immediately took Carl to the Duchess’s room, where there were still traces of Merilyn. Neither in the hallway nor in her living room anything changed, but she wasn’t there and I was in her place.

Her bedroom, which I visited again after a long time, also remained the same. The bed she always lay on, the fireplace where the fire was hot, and the magic purifier that purifies the smoke from the fireplace. Thinking that it would be nice to get all the furniture out of the bedroom and put in new furniture, I moved to find a room where her jewels would be.

After Merilyn’s death, the space was tightly locked and sealed by the maids, but valuables could have been stolen because people would come and go for cleaning or arranging furniture before it became my space. It was necessary to check her valuables first before the full-scale cleanup began. The room where the Duchess changed and dressed was a place I had never been to since I came to the Duchess. Merilyn was sick and no one would force a sick Duchess to dress up, so neither did I, her friend.