Chapter 42: * 42: Rabbits?

"Oh, you are one to talk, Emilia", Damien laughed softly as he maneuvered his body once more to bring her closer, gently withdrawing his fingers from her little hole which felt like suction, while tracing a slow path up her spine, which trembled with each movement, until he grasped the hem of her dress.

"Hahh... Hahn... enjoy your mockery as much as you want.", Emilia, breathless and still feeling the echoes of discomfort in her forbidden area, exhaled deeply as he removed his finger. Though the pressure had lessened with his weight being lifted, he continued to grip her hand tightly, not allowing her any freedom of movement.

"Are you not going to stop me?" Damien asked, locking his gaze with hers, as his hand gently pulled the hem of her dress towards him.

"Not like you will stop if I say so." Emilia turned her gaze away, not wanting to look at his face as her heart inwardly scolded her for anticipating what was to follow. She had learned from past experiences that no matter how hard she tried to push him away, he would always return just as quickly.

"You know me well, Emilia." With a swift motion, he yanked her dress closer, the fragile straps breaking away. As the dress descended, it unveiled her cleavage but kept her breasts mostly hidden.

"Kyaaah~! Wh-what are you doing!", Emilia quickly attempted to withdraw her hand and shield her body, but his grip was too tight for her to succeed. In a desperate effort to protect herself, she drew her legs in, but it was useless as Damien entwined his leg with hers, thwarting her attempts to cover up.

"Of course, it's an unboxing." Damien grinned as he playfully teased her, his fingers brushing against her milky white skin. It felt velvety smooth, even though he was only touching her cleavage.

'It's smooth', The soft texture reminded him of cotton, gradually sliding down his finger towards the curve that formed a small gap between both of her buttocks. He let his finger glide lower before entering that small crack between the two peaks keeping the dress in place before swiftly pulling it down in one motion, indifferent to the possibility of it tearing.

'!?!'

"HEUKK~! Ahh! D-damien!"

'fuck', Disregarding her sweet call, Damien's gaze seemed to capture every detail in slow motion, his eyes slowly widening as his pupils shrank from the tiny droplets of water that splashed onto his face, originating from her damp, gently curved, and perfectly shaped bosom that spilled open from the confines of her now ripped dress.

The sight of her curvy bosom, with pink cherries atop it, rising and falling with each breath she took, accentuated by her milky skin, was an undeniable magnet for his gaze.

The gentle contours of her pink cherries, which seemed one of a kind—slightly curved inward with tiny indentations on both peaks—offered a subtle indication of softness and warmth, accentuated by glistening water droplets that sparked a distracting desire and an undeniable allure. This caused Damien's mind to snap in that moment as he once again twisted and came over Emilia.

"Uwah! D-damien! It's embarrassing, don't look!", Once again, Emilia cried out, her eyes tightly shut as she felt him clasping both of her hands with his. She reclined on her back while he positioned himself over her, knees folded. There was a faint distance separating them, yet his warm breath intertwined with hers, and she could sense his eyes lingering on her bosom.

"You are truly beautiful Emilia."For the first time, Damien truly felt the weight of his emotions. His eyes landed on the woman whose skin radiated perfection. Her dark hair framed her features, cascading onto the bed around her as her breath caused her chest to rise and fall.

A rich crimson shade painted her cheeks with her eyes closed, while her body shimmered with droplets of water, making her an enchanting vision that could send even the most devout saint into losing their sanity.

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"....D-don't talk and done with it", Emilia avoided looking at him, not wanting to meet his gaze or hear his voice, which was like a devil's provocation. She was trying not to let her naive heart be manipulated into falling for him," J-just take my body already!"

She yelled while clearly telling him to just done with it. She don't want to fall for him knowing how much he will hurt her since her feelings will not be reciprocated by him. So it's good that he just fulfill his sexual desires and leave her alone.

"Huh? Did you forget that already? Emilia?", Damien said, while his eyes were glued on her cherries, wanting nothing but to pounce on her just now. But seeing how he needed to remind something and warn her beforehand, he reminded her.

"Wh-what?", Emilia, avoiding eye contact, continued to gaze sideways, her voice barely above a whisper as she asked her question, her heart pounding and her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment, acutely aware of his intense gaze on her exposed bosoms.

"I had told you, didn't I?", Damien said has started to lean down slowly while opening his mouth with his both hand gripping her both wrists tightly as he added," Once I claim your body, you will naturally fall in love with me."

Once he finished speaking, he wasted no time and opened his mouth widely, positioning it toward her delicate right breast. She barely had a moment to respond; as she breathed in, her chest rose invitingly, prompting him to hungrily accept her cherries, and he instantly enveloped half of her breast in his mouth before mercilessly sucked as hard as he can.

"AaaNnnGggHHH~♡?!" The abrupt pull on her chest triggered a shocking wave that surged through her spine, as if her brain was flooded with overwhelming pleasure. Her thoughts blurred in a haze of sensation, emanating from her right breast.

The tingling in her fingers accompanied the quivering of her body, while her feet rubbed together, caught in the grip of this unfamiliar feeling that coursed through her very core, signaling that she had just attained a peak of ecstasy. Searᴄh the Novelƒire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.