Chapter 83: CH 41.2

The Grand Duke held her nipples between his lips and swept the flesh of her breasts. The pink tip that had been sucked into his mouth was rolled, causing her back to bend.

“Haaahh . . . ah . . . Haaangg . . .”

Anne groaned, her slender body trembling whenever his wet hair brushed her breasts. As the splashing water hit her face, she pulled her neck all the way up. She tried to get up on her knees, but his grip on her buttocks kept her from moving and dragged her to the bottom of the water.

“Hu-uh . . . Ha-h . . .”

Anne’s lips parted slightly in excitement. Heat was transmitted from the warmed bodies close to each other. On top of that, the hot steam from the hot springs was splashed on, so both of them were flushed red.

Her submerged body became extremely sensitive, adding to the terrifyingly stimulating sensation. The intense excitement caught her breath. With each gasp of hers, he swallowed even gaping lips.

“Haa . . . haa . . .”

As she could no longer control her dizzying body, Anne wasn’t aware of how she was reacting. Her panting was harsh, her moaning thick. It was as if his hazy breath was pouring into her face.

The Grand Duke let out a breath roughly and pulled Anne’s soft, disheveled face to the climax. Nurky liquid, from his own climax, lingered between her legs.

“Huuuhh.”

Anne buried her face in the Grand Duke’s shoulder, feeling the heat spreading through her body. She tried to calm down her breathing, but the Grand Duke’s pounding heart mixed with her. Anne was seized by a strange mood.

If only it was always like today . . .

At the thought that came to her for a moment, Anne shook her head in denial. He was only gentle once, and it was a fool for her to be weak.

The Grand Duke continued to support Anne’s back, who was drooping from exhaustion, and peered into her face. Her immaculate skin was a pale pink from the heat.

The moment he saw her wet eyes, he felt a strange feeling.

The woman who had just gotten to know a man was beautiful, resembling a ripe fruit. The traces he left on her pale skin were blurry, but they contained small traces.

His lust raised its head again over his mind who wanted to let go of her. Likewise, the object beneath his hips was gaining its vigor again. He wanted to savor her slowly, but for a moment, his lower body swelled out of control, to the point where even Anne noticed.

“Are you . . . Going to do it again?”

Startled, Anne raised her head, and the Grand Duke’s eyes sank. Her eyes seemed to find doing it with him was terrible, and it might have touched his heart.

So he came up with another excuse. The word ‘successor’ worked quite well. In the end, the wet little head nodded slightly in acceptance.

After spewing his second climax, the Grand Duke’s face was the same as the first time, but Anne, exhausted, lay in his arms as if she was about to collapse. The hot water flowed pleasantly around her shoulders. The spilled liquids were diluted with water and disappeared without a trace, but instead, the illusion of intense excitement continued.

The Grand Duke, who was stroking Anne’s drenched golden hair, removed one strand of her hair from her cheek and tucked it behind her ear.

“You can use this place all you want while I’m gone.”

The Grand Duke, who looked in bliss, said while fiddling with her ear lobe. Anne’s gaze, which was staring at the Grand Duke’s smooth face, scanned the hot spring large enough for ten people to enter.

“Anytime I want?”

“Because you are my wife, you are qualified.”

If what he said was nothing more than a whim, it kept sounding different. As if he wants to be a normal husband.

While Anne was looking at the wide space, he suddenly asked a question.

“Do you really want to get pregnant and get out of here?”

“. . . The reason I came is because of the successor.”

The bewildered Anne immediately replied. In the first place, their marriage was established by the need for a successor. But why does his expression become colder like the snow on that snowy mountain?

But soon, something like a smile crept across his sleek face.

“I’ll suggest something fun.”

“Something fun?”

Anne lifted her head as she tried to lift her wet shoulder.

The Grand Duke’s expression became strange in an instant as he met her eyes that were full of doubt. He had an incredible urge to kiss her again. Feeling his heart tingle for a moment, he responded with another answer.

She didn’t believe what he was saying at all, but she asked uneasily. The side of his jawline pressed gently against Anne’s cheek.

“While I am gone, look for what I have hidden.”

What he proposed was, ironically, a treasure hunt played by children.

“Then what will I get?”

A prize was needed. As he wiped the water from her face with his thumb, he quietly opened his mouth.

“I will grant you one wish you say.”

“All right.”

A transaction was established. She turned her head, and in her field of vision, there were red eyes that were filled with bittersweet yet faint anticipation. When she looked into his eyes, something deep inside her trembled. Anne twisted her head again. If she locked eyes with him, she would feel weird.

Seeing Anne turn away without regret, Daymond buried his face in her shoulder. He didn’t wonder if she could find it or not.

He did not throw out the suggestion impulsively. Because she would never find it.