Chapter 8
The man took a deep breath as he hugged her body tightly. He grabbed her face as she was trying to look down at the feeling of something coming out of her body.
âItâs better not to look.â
She couldnât refuse the man who kissed her deeply as he spoke.
âHuht!â
Isilis groaned as the man bit her tongue lightly. Seeing that, he gazed at her with darkened eyes and wrapped her body in a blanket before holding her.
âWhere are we going?â
At her quiet question, the man whispered in her ear.
âYou should wash.â
âWash?â
âYes.â
Answering so, he walked. As a man with a muscular physique hugged her, she felt like a child. Isilis liked the way he took care of her.
The bathroom was already filled with hot water.
âWhen is thisâ¦â
âMagic that always fills up at this time.â
âAh.â
To use magic like thisâ¦? It was different because it was a tourist city. Wizards in the Imperial Palace wouldnât think to install a magic stone like this although it was pretty useful.
Isilis opened her mouth to the man.
âPut me down.â
She spoke as she swallowed the casual talk that was about to come out for a moment. The man, who raised his eyes slightly, lowered her into the bath. The blanket that was covering her was soon removed far away before she knew it.
As she sat in the bath and waited quietly, Isilis could feel the man staring at her.
âWould you like me to wash you?â
âIsnât that what you were going to do?â
For her, who had never washed her body on her own, his words were only welcome.
âWould it be okay?â
âWhat would not be okay?â
When she nodded her head, the manâs smile at her gave her a chill.
âI justâ¦â
âYou donât seem to be able to do it?â
He was right. Isilis kept her mouth shut and sat still. And so, the man, who had been staring at her, entered the bath.
âWhy?â
âIâve to wash you.â
There was a playful look on the manâs face that was holding up a thin cloth. He poured perfume on the cloth next to him and approached Isilis. Her heart was pounding as she was somehow nervous. To get rid of that tension, she stretched out one arm toward the man.
He gazed at her puzzledly as he looked at her arms stretched out towards him.
âYou said you are going to wash me?â
The man smiled brightly as he watched her raise her chin. Isilis flinched at the somewhat insidious expression, though she didnât show it outwardly.
âOf course.â
The manâs figure putting his lips to her fingertips, looked reverent. She was startled as the man licked her index finger.
âWhyâ¦!â
âBecause this is how I wash.â
She stared at the man clenching her fingers. Meanwhile, he smiled and kissed the back of her hand gently. His lips slowly moved up her arms. As she watched the man approaching her, Isilis licked her dry lips.
It felt like her throat was burning. The man kissed her on the shoulder as he grabbed her by the waist. The part where his lips touched her was hot.
He then licked her shoulder with his tongue and whispered.
âThen, should I wash you?â
The cloth soaked in perfume was gently rubbed against her arm.
At that moment, she glanced back at him, startled by the manâs action to âflungâ her body and make her sit on his thigh. She frowned as she watched the man lightly kissing her lips.
âWhat are you going to do?â
âJust leave it to me. Didnât you tell me to wash you?â
Her body trembled at the manâs low voice.
When he felt her being like that, his smiling face was beautiful, but she couldnât see it. It was because the man had rubbed her chest with the cloth.
âWhy thereâ¦â
âIâve to wash it.â
He kept repeating the same thing was absurd until Isilis hardened her body as the cloth gently rubbed her chest. Grabbing her tightly and licking her earlobe, he held her waist tightly as if unwilling to forgive her for leaving.
âRelax. Lean on me.â
The manâs words, whispering in her ear, captured her like magic. He opened his mouth again as she relaxed her body and leaned against the man.
âGood job.â
The scent emanating from the cloth rubbing her bouncy chest was dizzying. The scent of roses enveloped her, making her feel better. While he spread out the cloth, which was gently rubbing her chest, with his hand, the man gripped his hand tightly against Isilisâs chest.
âHeukâ!â
âItâs okay.â
Her heart was beating fast, and her breathing accelerated. White smoke from her mouth drifted into the air. As the man who was rubbing her breasts rolled her n*pples with his thumbs, a moan erupted again at the intense sensation in her body.
âHua! Hukâ¦!â
The man whispered as he bit her earlobe as she tried to hold back the sound.
âMake a sound. Because itâs okay.â
âHoweverâ¦.â
She was so ashamed, especially since it was a place where sound would get loud.
âItâs just the two of us, arenât we? Iâve already seen it all, so what are you hiding?â
Isilisâs head shook left and right. She was the Empress, so why was she so shyâ¦?
For the first time in her life, she couldnât bring her mind to her senses. She was left with only instincts over her reason as the Empress. The man, who didnât like her reaction, continued to refuse to let her moan and rubbed her n*pples hard with his thumb and index finger.
âHaa!â
A high moan flowed. At that moment, he teased her again as she lowered her hand to cover her mouth.
âLook. Your body is honest.â
The man then told her not to hold back on her voice any longer, Isilis swayed in the manâs hand and let out a constant moan. The cloth in the manâs hand fell down to her waist. The manâs thing reaching her behind was getting bigger and bigger. Surprised by this, Isilis hardened her body, and the man laughed.
âI donât even want to do it now. There is a lot of swelling here.â
As he said that, Isilis let out a shallow moan as the manâs hand ran underneath her.
âUmhhâ¦!â
It hurt.
âIâm sorry. It was a little swollen.â
At that, she shook her head at the manâs whispering words as if he was really sorry. She decided she would throw away the books. In addition, the handmaids also talked a lot, but they couldnât explain anything properly.
âFeeling like floating on a cloudâ¦? Ha!â
She thought it wasnât up to that point. Rather, it was better now. The manâs hand was hot as he patted all over her body.
âHah!â
When the cloth the man was holding ran through her pubic area, Isilis let out a moan at the sensation of the cloth rubbing against her secret place.
âIt hurts!â
The man spoke to her, who cried out in protest, âThen, I can make it so it doesnât hurt.â
âDoesnât hurt?â
The next moment, he turned her around and hugged her. He had a playful smile on his face.
âUghâ¦!â
Painfully, Isilis protested as she looked down at the man biting her by the neck.
âWhy do you keep biting me!â
âBecause itâs cute.â
âCuteâ¦?â
âItâs cute.â
âWho?â
âYou.â
ââ¦Me?â
She was really puzzled. She knew best that she had no expression, though he thought she looked cute? â¦In what way?
âIs he being sarcastic about this?â
The man whispered as he pressed Isilisâs body, who was lost in thoughts, to his upper body.
âReally cute.â
Isilis tilted her head at his sincere words.
ââ¦Is this man serious? Seriously, do you think Iâm cute?â
However, her thoughts did not last long as he bit her lower lips slightly again.
âAhh!â
âOh, reallyâ¦!â
She gazed at the man with dissatisfied eyes, venting her dissatisfaction inwardly. The place the man wiped heated up everywhere.
âI wonât hurt you.â
She widened her eyes at the manâs action, spreading her legs wide and licking her petals.
âUhh!â
The womanâs moan burst out as soon as he licked the sweet petals.
Her bottom, seen in bright light, was swollen and red. It looked like he had to apply a potion. Berthas licked her exposed petals with his tongue, thinking that he would put a potion on her once he had satisfied his greed.
âHuaang! Ahhâ!â
The sound of her moaning as she wandered around looking for a place to put her gaze was sweet. As he turned his gaze upward, her trembling chest caught his eye.
âIt would be better to press that chest with my hands.â
He thought it was unfortunate. He wished he could do it one more time, but it seemed difficult. Berthas said as he gripped the thighs of the woman who was about to close.
âI need to lick it to get better soon.â
âWho said such nonsense⦠huh! Haaht!â