Chapter 44
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Caius glared down at her as if he didn't understand. Louise coughed and added.
"Just in case you don't remember correctly, nothing much happened......."
If he'd forgotten everything, she might as well pretend it hadn't happened at all. The man mocked Louise’s dumbness, asking.
"Nothing happened?"
He reached over to Louise and ran his thumb across the colorful mark at the nape of her neck.
His beautiful golden eyes were too clear and crystal clear to show that he didn't remember or regret the night before.
When Louise swallowed dryly and didn't answer, he asked her again, hungrily.
"Was I such a drunkard as to think I wouldn't remember it after a day?"
"Oh, no, not really, more like..................."
At Louise's bewildered reply, Caius whirled around.
"No ......?"
He pressed his finger firmly over the bruise.
"Ouch................"
He twisted the corner of his mouth at Louise, who groaned softly.
"If I act any more like a drunk in here, I don't think you'll have any of your body left. Is this the kind of loyalty Ermoli talks about when you say you're keeping me company through it all?"
Louise shut her mouth.
The man had a way of making the right thing seem so wrong.
But the hand that had been groping at the nape of her neck slowly slid down to her shoulder, and she was embarrassed, still remembering all too clearly what had happened when he had touched her in this way.
Then, a large hand squeezed her soft breast through her chemise.
Louise sucked in a breath.
Caius didn't smell of alcohol like the day before, but she asked anyway.
"Are you.................Your Highness, drunk again today?"
Despite how it sounded, the man's hands grew sinisterly strong.
"Ah...............!"
Louise groaned and staggered away.
"You were loyal to a drunkard, so you can be loyal to me when I'm sober, can't you?"
The muslin chemise was pulled down in an instant. Her red, blossoming breasts were exposed, defenseless.
"Ha."
The man's mouth raised cruelly, and a chuckle escaped.
"Now that I think about it, you have pretty good taste for a drunkard, and this pattern looks good on you."
It was early, and more lanterns were lit than the day before.
Louise tried to pull her dress up, embarrassed to expose her breasts in the bright light, but was stopped by his firm hand.
"You said you were my Ermoli, so let me have a good look at it, not that I want to see it."
Rough hands moved as if to prove his point, cupping her flesh.
Louise gasped, unable to reply. She could only feel resentful and ashamed of her body as her nipples stood up stiffly.
"..................Please, turn off the light."
she asked in a low voice, but Caius curled his sinister lips.
”I’m tired of hearing it, you should be more generous to your lord."
"Lord, lord is not the word for times like this....................."
No, it wasn’t. She wanted to say no, but he scooped her up in a quick hug.
It was only a few steps to the bed. The next moment, Louise was laid down on the bed.
At the same time, his hot lips devoured her still-swollen breasts.
"Ah..............., Your Highness, it hurts so much..................."
The man released his bite and swirled his tongue around the flesh, brushing his lips gently against the tingling peak.
"I'll try to be gentle, today."
Louise foolishly trusted the man, though she couldn't have resisted him if she didn’t.
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Tender lips bit and sucked at her flesh. But it didn't take long for the sensitive sensation to turn into a tickling heat.
"Ugh..................."
The man frowned.
"Yeah. Like I said yesterday, you're not disposable, and you can't afford to get hurt."
This was the second time he'd spat out that garbage, and his face was as graceful as the first. He'd done it before, when he'd offered to make her a fox shawl, when he'd asked her to marry him, when he'd told her she could see other men.
Biting her lip in frustration, Louise was briefly relieved to see him raise his head.
He had a use for her, not just a disposable one, and he was going to make sure she didn't get hurt, not that she was grateful, of course.
Rising to his feet, he brushed his thumb across Louise's lips. When he turned her lower lip upside down for a closer look, he asked nonchalantly.
"Your lips are a little swollen. Can you use it?"
It was a bizarrely direct request. Surprised, Louise blinked her emerald eyes, and her beautifully curled lashes fluttered.
She pursed her lips, unable to answer easily, but finally spoke the question that had been on her lips.
"Now, every night, I have to serve you with my body?"
“Why? No?"
Caius asked shamelessly, then added.
"If I left my wife and went out and embraced another woman, it would soon come out, and I don't want that. I'm perfectly healthy, and you're my wife."
As soon as she understood what he meant, Louise gave up.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she felt his big hands running through her scalp.
The man's coercion wasn't so bad, if only because it allowed her to dismiss her silly tears as a menstrual phenomenon.
"Open wider, Louise."
His voice, echoing overhead, seemed so far away. So close in body, yet so far away in mind.
Soon he was kissing her with the languid reward of a full predator.
After a long kiss, Caius licked the tears from Louise's cheeks and said.
"Don't you dare cry outside."
The stunned green eyes fluttered open slowly.
He kissed the dampness over the covered eyelids.
"I love it when you cry."
Their lips met again, frighteningly close. A thick tongue pried open her lips and swiped ferociously.
The hungry kiss continued until Louise was out of breath and pounded her fist against the man's chest.
Gasping and spitting out breath, something caught Louise's gaze. To no avail, his lower body was showing another blatant display of desire.
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Caius opened his eyes at the same time.
The woman's body was once again in view, more colorful than the day before. Reddish marks, blue bruises, and the occasional yellowed bruise.
Even the marks he'd left behind were etched in place on her transparent white skin. He liked that a lot.
In fact, he hadn't planned on doing it again, until he saw the marks on her nape the day before.....................
At first, he was just trying to find the right words to excuse himself for what happened the day before.
Then he was going to drop a hint that, as a legal couple, they might do something similar from time to time in the future.
But when he saw the white glow of her nape through the red marks he had left, he realized he hadn't just wanted to sleep with her because he was drunk.
The year he came of age, Ferdinand had pushed a woman into his bedroom.
A coming-of-age gift. The name Ferdinand had given him was a coming-of-age gift.
Even at his young age, he was outraged at the behavior and sent her away.
What he saw and felt that day was nothing but shame and humiliation.
His anger was only fueled by the fact that a wanton woman dared to defile the emperor's bedroom.
He couldn’t even remember the color of her hair now.
Ferdinand watched the woman being driven away with narrowed eyes, as if he doubted Caius’s ability to perform.
But Louise, who was asleep and not even trying to seduce him, quickly made him hard.
Why? Because he chose her himself?
How she had swallowed his cock with her tiny mouth and looked up with teary eyes.
As he thought of her, her watery green eyes shining like precious jewels, the thought of giving her to anyone else washed away.
Caius forced himself to admit his desire.
As much as he hated to admit it, she was beautiful in every orifice of her body. Eyes, nose, mouth, navel, and even lower down. Pity the gods for taking it all away from him.
There was no reason why he couldn’t take an Ermoli, who would give her life for him. He closed his eyes with a blood lustful sigh.
He knew the morning servant would be confused, but he wanted to see Louise’s surprised face.
He was tired from two consecutive days of being late.
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