I Don’t Need A Husband - Chapter 46

Chapter 46

It was the same as then, but different. Their ideals were different, and their circumstances were different. It wasn’t like she wanted him to have children. Her heart ached as she knew that Berthas wanted her.

‘…But, can I do this now? Can I, the Emperor of the empire, move, being swept away by personal feelings like this?’

Berthas was the only one who could answer her question.

“What are you thinking?”

‘It’s the same then and now.’

He had not changed. Just like then, he noticed right away if she was thinking about something else.

“Can this be?”

“What?”

“Even if I’m like this with you, it’s okay.”

“There is nothing wrong with it. Your Most High Majesty. Who is to say that you favor me?”

“Hiding like this?”

“It’s hidden now, but you never know what will happen later. So…”

Berthas took off Isilis’ clothes without hesitation. How much he missed this. As he lowered his lips to her round shoulders, he whispered in a low voice without parting his lips.

“Allow me, darling.”

“Berthas…”

“Even then, I wanted to ask you to call me by my name.”

“Berthas.”

“I don’t hate the name you call me now, so why does it keep sounding like a rejection?”

Kissing her white shoulder, he traced red teeth marks on her bare white shoulders and smiled contentedly.

My woman.

She was his. She was the Empres of Larchen, but he was the only one for her.

‘No, it would have been better if she hadn’t been Empress…’

He licked her trembling shoulder with his tongue.

As he removed the jewels adorning Isilis’ head, the red hair flowed. It flowed like a flower in full bloom. He held her hair in his hand and drew in a breath. It was Isilis’ scent. Her body scent that no one could imitate.

He put the sweet scent in his hand and took off his clothes.

The n*pples that had already risen sharply were waiting for his lips, and the curve of her waist, which trembled slightly, seemed to be expecting his touch. He slowly scanned the naked body with his eyes and took off his top.

The light clothes fell under the bed and the hard torso leaned towards her. When she fled to the head of the bed, he grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her down.

“Are you nervous?”

“Who, who is.”

No one would believe her if she said that with a hand clenched tightly to the bed sheet. He did not let go of her gripped foot and reverently lowered his lips to the top of her foot.

“Berthas.”

“I love you.”

“You…”

“So wait for me.”

Her closed mouth gave no answer.

Even though he didn’t expect an answer, Berthas’s heart was disturbed. Biting his lip lightly, he spread Isilis’s legs wider and lowered his torso. Her feeble resistance to trying to pull her legs together in panic was defeated by his light hand movements.

“Open up.”

When he whispered as he lowered his lips to Isilis’s closed lips, he swallowed her slowly parted lips. The heat in his chest passed into her mouth.

Tears formed in the corners of Isilis’ eyes as she followed his tongue digging through her.

He grabbed her round breasts and rubbed the nipples between his index and middle fingers. It was a pity that her moans were swallowed into his throat, but her eyebrows caught his eye as they trembled slightly.

Their touching lips fell, and he licked Isilis’ lips with his tongue.

Berthas, who had teased her lips while biting lightly, moved his fingers without hesitation. When he pinched the n*pple and pulled it lightly, the slightly raised peaks clearly showed themselves as if asking to be sucked.

“Look at this, Isilis.”

“…Huht!”

“It wants to be sucked.”

Gazing down at his mischievous face as he clutched her breasts, Isilis turned her head. It was a sign of shame. The mischievous smile on his face turned cold in an instant. He didn’t like her for avoiding his gaze.

“Ha-uht!”

As he put her breasts in his mouth and gently rolled the n*pples, she let out a helpless moan at the movement of his tongue poking and sucking hard. Berthas lifted his face and whispered to Isilis, who closed her eyes tightly and accepted the pleasure he was giving her.

“Open your eyes.”

“Hu-uht…!”

“You should see who is holding you.”

“Berthas, hahk!”

“No one else, Isilis.”

There was no way to hide his soaring possessiveness… no, he didn’t want to hide it in the first place. She was his and his woman. She may be the empress of Larchen, but Isilis was his woman who gave birth to his child.

He gripped her chest tightly and lowered his lips to her ear.

“Answer.”

“Huuu, huht—!”

The next moment, he strongly pinched her n*pples as if protesting against her unresponsiveness. He gently stroked the swollen buds, rolling them gently with his fingers before licking up the lobe of her ear and gently sucking it.

Isilis trembled slightly at his movement, but he did not let go of her. He licked her face and spoke again.

“Answer.”

“Hah!”

“Fine.”

As she, indulging in the pleasure, could not answer, he got grumpy.

Berthas slowly left marks on Isilis’ body. His red marks filled her breasts, and he didn’t forget to flick her n*pples from time to time. Her excitement was evident from the already soaked bed sheets.

“I can just put it in.”

“Berthas, heuk…!”

He pushed in his index finger. As soon as he put his finger in, his mouth went dry on the inside at the squeezing. He wanted to feel the pleasure that it gave him like crazy.

Licking his dry lips lightly, he whispered in her ear again.

“No one else but me, Isilis.”

“Haht!”

He lightly scratched the inside with his index finger. While grabbing her hips with the opposite hand, with a bounce of her back, Berthas pressed her resisting body down into his and uttered in a low voice as he pressed her n*pple against his chest.

“Answer.”

“…Huht!”

“Just nod your head.”

As he spoke to the frantic-looking Isilis, she rocked her head vigorously up and down. He grinned and, without hesitation, pushed in three fingers.

“Haahng—!”

He gazed for a moment at the place that was spitting out juices with a trembling of the waist. Then, he aligned his straight member to the opening, occupying the inside without giving Isilis time to prepare as she took shallow breaths.

“….!”

Unable to utter a groan, he sucked hard on her neck as she accepted him.

Berthas also groaned as the red flowers were marked on her. He couldn’t resist the intense sensation that filled his head. He poked hard inside and then slowly pulled it out.

Seeing his red flesh come out of Isilis, he watched it all over with his eyes.

The corners of his eyes ran across her face, which was flushed with excitement, and the pitiful tears hanging at the ends. Her delicate, white hands held the bedsheet, her white legs spread to the limit, her chest shaking like a moon in the air, her narrow waist, and even the scattered red hair around it…

He had everything in his eyes.

Spreading her shaky legs wider, he lifted Isilis’s body slightly. As her hips rose in the air, she was able to take him more deeply. He watched as if he was possessed by her waist, which swayed according to his movements and moved faster.

Moving wildly back and forth, he couldn’t stand it and folded Isilis’ legs.

A moan erupted from her mouth as her body nearly folded in half, and his pillar sank even deeper.

Even Berthas could not stand it. He moved his member in as if he was stamping it down. He ran his finger over the top of the folds that had already accepted him. When he pressed down on the thick cl*toris with his thumb, the inside tightened.

“Haahng…!”

Even though he could feel resistance as he twisted his waist, he couldn’t see anything as his head turned white. He only wanted to go deeper… deeper.

He wanted to feel more.

The pleasure that he was the only one who could see this side of Isilis that no one else could see welled up from the depths.

With his thumb squeezed the clitoris roughly, the juices gushed out. Isilis couldn’t stop the moan that leaked out from her lips as they escaped from her mouth fortuitously. The inside that was tight on him was already moving and stimulating him, and his eyes were blinking white, and he poured himself out.

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