Thud!
It hadn't been long since Dane violently threw open the bedroom door,
Thud!
Rose's body was thrown onto the bed.
“Your Excellency…!”
Rose felt her breath catch in her throat as she looked up at Dane, who was climbing on top of her.
“A little slower— Mmph.”
Dane immediately sealed Rose's lips with his own. With a furrowed brow, he savored her lips for a long time.
“…During all this time, I,”
Dane pulled his lips away and muttered in a dry, parched voice.
“If you knew how much patience I've had, you wouldn't say that.”
“…….”
“Slower? That's out of the question.”
Finishing his words, he grabbed the hem of his shirt with both hands as if to take it off.
“Wait just a moment!”
As Rose hurriedly stopped him, Dane raised an eyebrow.
“Why?”
“…I will,”
Rose half-rose from where she was buried in the bed.
“I would like to undress you.”
“…By all means.”
Dane leaned his body over the bed, trapping Rose between his arms. Then, he tilted his head downward.
At the gesture of permission, Rose slowly reached out her hand.
One button.
The very top button was pushed open effortlessly by Rose's fingertips.
Between the stiff white shirt, Dane's thick nape and the firm collarbone beneath it came into view.
Two buttons.
Every time her trembling fingers fumbled with a buttonhole, the back of her hand could feel Dane's chest heaving heavily.
The man hailed as the strongest in the kingdom was holding his breath at the mere touch of her hands.
Three buttons.
The shirt parted to the sides, clearly revealing his chest muscles. The hot breath Dane exhaled cascaded down over her crown.
“Rose…….”
Dane's low, sunken voice reached her. His irises gazed at her as if trying to swallow her whole.
Rather than answering, Rose undid the fourth, and final, button.
As she pushed the shirt draped over his shoulders down,
Sliide.
The sound of the shirt dropping to the floor rang exceptionally loud in the silent bedroom.
His fully exposed upper body was so magnificent and strong it was almost blinding.
Stroke.
As if bewitched, Rose reached out and placed her palm on Dane's chest. The heartbeat transmitted through the skin that touched hers was intense.
This solid physique, this hot pulsing, and this man's future….
‘Are now mine.’
Her heart swelled at that realization.
It was a sweet exclusive privilege that only Rose could enjoy.
“Your Excellency.”
Rose lifted her head and looked at him.
Her face was reflected in his blue eyes. The face of a greedy woman, full of longing, craving only him.
“…My name.”
Dane said, gazing deeply at Rose.
“Call me by my name.”
“…….”
If it had been in the past, she would have waved her hands and said, 'Pardon me? How could I dare…'
But Rose now didn't even offer a polite refusal. Instead, she spoke as if she had been waiting for this very moment.
“…Dane.”
The name she had wanted to call out so badly.
“I love you, Dane.”
And she reached out and pulled him by the nape.
Like a tamed beast, like a beast on a leash, Dane compliantly answered Rose's kiss.
However, unlike the gentle movement of his tongue, his hands were hastily undoing the buttons of Rose's clothes.
Rustle.
In an instant, the shirt she was wearing was undone, revealing the corset tightly bound around her upper body.
Slightly cool air brushed against Rose's skin. But she wasn't cold at all.
Because everywhere Dane's gaze touched, it felt as hot as if a fire was blazing.
Stroke.
Soon, Dane's fingers found and grasped the strings of the corset.
Snap, snap.
The tightly pulled strings came undone one by one at his fingertips.
Every time a string loosened, air filled deep into her lungs, and her suppressed heart rate accelerated uncontrollably.
Slide.
Finally, the moment the last knot came undone, the rigid frame that had been constricting Rose collapsed.
Before the corset could even hit the floor, Dane's hot hands wrapped around Rose's waist.
“Ah….”
As Rose trembled at the unfamiliar warmth and tilted her head back, Dane buried his face in her nape.
“Haa….”
Every time he sucked on Rose's skin, leaving a mark, an indescribable heat swirled and bloomed from deep within her body.
In the place where the corset had vanished, only his possessiveness was now being vividly engraved.
Thud.
As he pressed down with his weight, Rose's body collapsed backward.
Dane spread Rose's legs and dug inside. He stroked the inside of Rose's soft thighs with his hand, then eventually moved to her core.
The moment his fingers touched her core over her thin silk underwear.
“—!”
Dane's expression changed. He caressed her core over her underwear and then let out a low sigh.
“…You're wet.”
“……!”
Rose's face turned bright red. The moment she tried to cover her face in embarrassment,
Snap.
Dane grabbed Rose's hands and pinned them above her head. With just one hand, he bound both of her wrists.
“Since when have you been like this?”
Even though it was just a question, she felt flushed because it felt like he was reproaching her.
Over the damply soaked underwear clinging to her core, Dane's fingers slowly began to caress Rose's center.
“Are you not going to answer me?”
A faint smile lay beneath his gentle urging.
She felt like she would go crazy from the embarrassment, but the pleasure that bloomed every time his fingers moved was too intense.
Because of that, instead of answering, she was just panting.
“Ahng….”
As Rose trembled and let out a moan, Dane's smile deepened. At the same time, his fingers stroked Rose's core even more boldly.
“Ah, ahh! Ah!”
This helpless position where she couldn't move an inch, the liquid endlessly flowing from her already wet core.
Everything was overwhelming and embarrassing, so why was her body rejoicing in this treatment even more?
“Since when?”
Dane persistently tormented Rose with his hand, yet he kept asking as if he absolutely had to hear an answer.
Rose opened her mouth with difficulty, almost on the verge of tears.
“Ah, earlier. Ahng.”
Because of the rushing pleasure, moans were mixed between her words. That made her even more embarrassed, and her face burned bright red.
“Earlier? In the laboratory?”
“Ahng, yes, ah. Please, stop—”
“Stop what?”
Dane was observing Rose with a faint smile.
Her furrowed brows, tightly bitten lips, and gently trembling chest.
He was taking his time drinking in all of those things.
“Do you want me to stop?”
It was meant to be a plea to stop asking because she was embarrassed.
But hearing Dane put it that way, a sense of stubbornness arose within her. She didn't want to give him the answer he wanted.
Squeeze.
As Rose bit her lip and gave no answer,
Rustle.
Dane hooked the end of the ribbon beside Rose's pelvis with his finger and pulled. Along with the knot untying, the damply wet underwear slipped off her body.
“You should be honest.”
Dane picked up Rose's underwear with just his fingertips and chuckled softly.
“Didn't we agree to tell each other how we truly feel?”
“Dane, that's—”
Rose couldn't finish her sentence.
Because Dane's fingers dug relentlessly into her core.
“Hng!”
The feeling of someone other than herself stirring up her most intimate place was extremely unfamiliar, yet at the same time, intensely pleasurable.
She wondered if she had anywhere on her body that could feel such sensations. The sensation of Dane's fingertips stimulating her lower region turned her vision pure white.
“Ah, ahh…!”
Something like a small wave rushed into her mind.
Every time Dane's fingers fumbled through her thoroughly wet core, increasingly larger waves began to crash in.
“Ahng, aaaah…!”
Rose shook her head side to side. But regardless of her will, her body was rejoicing and convulsing.
“Please, ahng, ah!”
A wet frictional sound came from beneath her body, and above her, Dane was gazing at her.
The touch of Dane's hands invading her core was extremely obscene, but the look in his eyes directed at her was incredibly soft and kind.
Rose got even more aroused by that gap. The hot heat pooling in that place began to spread throughout her entire body.
“Dane, ahh!”
The moment Rose screamed out, unable to withstand the violent waves crashing over her,
“Should I stop?”
Dane's fingers stopped. He lifted his fingers and brought them into Rose's field of vision.
“……!”
His firm, long fingers were completely soaked and sticky. So much liquid had come out from Rose that even the back of his hand was damp.
“Unlike your lips, it seems this place is honest.”
The vulgar charm contained in Dane's voice made her insides burn even hotter. She felt extremely ashamed because she thought she had become a lewd woman.
But…
What did it matter that she wanted him? No woman had been able to have him until now, and she would be the only one in the future as well.
So… this much should be fine.
“Please, Dane…”
A heavily suppressed voice leaked from Rose's lips.
She barely spoke through trembling lips, ironically from the pleasure that had been amplified by the shame.
“Do, more…”
Dane smiled softly as if he had been waiting for those very words.
He grabbed both of Rose's thighs with his hands. Then, he brought his face close to the space between Rose's legs.
Rose was startled and opened her eyes wide.
“Wait, what are you— Hng!”
At first, it was his breath; soon, the sensation of Dane's lips touching her core made her breathing hitch.
Rose threw her head back, her mouth agape, just repeatedly closing and opening her eyes. She couldn't make a single sound.
She merely gasped for air.
The sharp and intense pleasure that started there soon turned into a flash of light, covering Rose's field of vision.
“Aaaah! Ah, ahh!”
A shrill moan that she couldn't believe came from her own mouth burst out.
Rose gripped the sheets with her fingers and twisted her waist like crazy.
She couldn't even tell if she was trying to avoid Dane's tongue or begging for more.
“Ahng, no, aaaah!”
Dane did not stop his assault on Rose's core.
She couldn't dare to grab his head with her hands to stop him, nor could she wrap her legs around his neck to hold him.
No, in truth, she didn't want to do that. At the same time, she couldn't.
She was simply swept away by the waves of pleasure he poured over her with her legs spread apart.
“No, don't, no, ahhh!”
The flash that had blinded her eyes now filled her mind.
Thrilling pleasure pushed in consecutively, and an enormous wave incomparable to earlier was crashing in.
Rose shook her head violently, resisting the wave. But there was nothing she could do.
Finally, climax arrived.
“Ah, ah, aaaaaah!”
A moan so loud it seemed it would tear her eardrums rang out.
Rose stretched her limbs straight out and convulsed. The massive wave crashed over Rose and tossed her wildly.
Eventually, Rose's body went limp. With her head hung low, she merely lay there panting quietly.
“Ah, ah…”
It was an unbelievable pleasure.
It felt as if a thrilling sensation that started from down there had struck her entire body with a jolt. No strength entered her body at all.
At the same time, Rose ended up recalling a memory.
‘…Oh my god.’
The memory of that night she had excitedly drank with Beatrice.
How she got to the room, what she did when she briefly woke up from sleep.
She climbed on top of Dane and threw a tantrum, demanding he kiss her, touch her, this and that. And she rolled around in bed with him.
The memory that had been as hazy as water-logged paper finally became clear alongside the intense pleasure.
‘I must have been crazy…’
At the same time, she realized just how much self-control Dane had exercised. For her sake, who was out of her right mind due to the alcohol.
Rose was lying there with her whole face flushed red, her chest heaving,
“This is your reward for being honest.”
She barely lifted her head at the sound of Dane's voice reaching her.
Dane was admiring Rose with a satisfied face. He wiped his damply wet lips with the back of his hand.
“—!”
The sight was so erotic, and at the same time, knowing why his lips were wet, it was incredibly embarrassing.
Rose inadvertently lowered her gaze,
“…Gasp!”
And caught sight of the fact that he was holding his desire in his other hand.
‘Th, that's…’
It was a size that would be more fitting to call a weapon.
She was so shocked that her half-lost consciousness snapped right back into place.
Stroke.
Dane grabbed Rose's breast with his hand.
“Ahng…”
It was a heavy touch as if testing the elasticity of her breast.
But it didn't hurt at all. Rather, every time he kneaded his hand, a thrilling sensation spread throughout her entire body.
She was certain she had just reached the peak of pleasure.
‘Why…’
Was her body starting to feel new pleasure again, or was she starting to feel a dizzying ecstasy just from his touch alone.
Rose found this strange, but with hazy eyes, she looked at Dane.
“…Dane, hurry.”
She gently grasped the wrist of the hand holding his own desire. And pulled it, guiding it towards her thigh.
“…Make a mess out of me.”
This time, she wouldn't stop here.
It would be a lie to say she had no fear about her first experience, but more than that, the desire to become one with him was much greater.