I Don’t Need A Husband - Chapter 47

Chapter 47

“Kuk!”

“Ha-uht, hu.”

The pleasure was so great that she couldn’t move for a moment.

Looking at Isilis’ cloudy eyes, he looked the same. He was sorry. The night was short, and he didn’t have much time to be with her. He could feel his and her fluids dripping from beneath her, but Berthas didn’t care and hugged Isilis.

“Isilis.”

“….”

As she couldn’t speak because she was tired, Berthas lowered her lips all over Isilis’s face as she exhaled and raised her upper body.

“What, what are you doing… huht!”

Holding her torso up without removing his p*nis, the inside twitched and squeezed him again. Berthas could feel it, too.

“Do you have enough with that?”

“Don’t, ha-uht!”

He pulled her buttocks tight with his penis that was occupying her inner walls. Even though he could feel her shaking, he couldn’t let go.

‘It’s an opportunity I finally got, so once is not enough.’

Now, after this time had passed, he didn’t know when they’d be able to meet again, so he was thinking of doing as many as he could and carving marks all over her body as his. His earnest gaze met her.

Isilis looked at him with protesting eyes, and he lowered his lips to her pretty face.

“Stop, huk!”

As he pulled her waist, he slapped her butt with the other hand. With the sound of ‘slap,’ the sensation of being squeezed from below was dizzying, and his body gradually grew tense.

“You dare, heuk…!”

“I dare, Your Majesty. I want to make a small mark one more time.”

“Let, let go—Ha-uht!”

If Isilis really wanted to get away from him, her magic would do it.

Berthas, who knew that the words that escaped her lips were not the truth, lifted her back slightly and then pulled it hard. The feeling of Isilis bending her waist was beautiful. The inside that tightened on him without hesitation made him gently rub her butt and hit her with a ‘slap’ again.

“Haaahng!”

“You’re not being honest, dear.”

As he leaned back behind her, his eyes twinkled as he licked the exposed neckline with his tongue. What to do with her, who forgot over time what he had taught her so much.

‘I have to slowly re-engrave it.’

It was quite nice to see Isilis move the way he taught her, but it still fell short. Unbeknownst to her, his sadism soared. He tried to wrap her legs around his waist and left her lying down.

“What are you, doing now… hu-ugh!”

Moving her back, Isilis’s chest also swayed in the air. At the same time, the tightening underneath her was quite pleasing to him.

“Move.”

“What?”

“Move, just like I did.”

“Berthas.”

He liked the way her eyes looked down at him with both hands on his stomach. Seeing that gaze looking at him as if wanting something, Berthas’ pillar grew bigger and bigger.

“Why are you…getting bigger…?”

“Move quickly, Isilis.”

Eyes filled with desire stared at Isilis. He bit her lip slightly and felt her move her hips slowly. It was a simple act of moving up and down though that alone was satisfying enough. Was it because he wanted her to move on her own?

The corner of her Berthas’ mouth lifted slightly, and Isilis moved her body back and forth. Crying as if she couldn’t reach the part she wanted, he grabbed her waist and pushed her down.

“Hahk!”

An exclamation from her parted lips rang in his ears.

Her white breasts caught a glimpse through her flowing red hair. The protruding nipples glistened, enticing him to lick them, and the petals that were holding him were visible between her legs together with the thick cl*toris that rose above it.

He pressed the cl*toris with his thumb, and Isilis’ waist trembled and clamped down on him. Berthas gently hugged her collapsing upper body and spurred his waist. He liked the breath that was blowing at the nape of his neck.

At first glance, a red light appeared in the window.

It was soon morning.

The next morning.

In the audience room, Isilis was facing Berthas. Facing his insensitive eyes, she wondered if it was the one who had the eyes that flooded with her passion last night. She struggled to clear her thoughts and opened her mouth.

“Are you going back?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“I couldn’t repay the benefactor who saved the Princess.”

Hearing her words, Berthas’ subordinates could be heard buzzing. He said, looking at her smiling face with vivid eyes.

“It was my greatest luck to protect the imperial family of Larchen. So there is no need for repayment.”

“Your Excellency…!”

“Sir Hector.”

It was he who warned in a low voice to his aide shouting next to him.

“I am satisfied with saving the imperial family. You do not have to repay me.”

“To save the imperial family of Larchen and not ask for anything. Do you have any other ulterior motives?”

Berthas’ eyes lit up at her words. Those who heard were indignant, but only he and Isilis knew.

“Your Majesty.”

“Tell me what do you want.”

“If you will listen, I will speak.”

“It is something that cannot be accepted without listening to it first. I’ll listen and then decide.”

“Can’t you do even that much for someone who saved the imperial family?”

“As long as it doesn’t harm the Larchen Empire, I’ll gladly listen to it.”

After taking a deep breath at her words, Berthas opened his mouth.

“I know you have to get married.”

“I didn’t know that the news had reached that far. So?”

“I am also a sword master, so I am fully qualified to become Your Majesty’s consort. Please postpone the wedding.”

“You want me to postpone it?”

“Only one year. It will be in one year. Please give me time.”

The nobles of Larchen in the audience room murmured. Although the people said it was nonsense what Berthas was talking about now, Isilis didn’t care.

“You… Do you know what you are talking about?”

“I don’t think anyone can understand the meaning of what I am saying.”

“Then, is that all you ask for after saving the imperial family? Postponing my imperial marriage for a year?”

“That is enough.”

“No, Your Majesty!”

“Keep your mouth shut.”

Isilis gave a cold glance to the noble, who interrupted her conversation with Berthas.
“If you had saved the Imperial Family, you could have asked for more, yet you made such a request… All right. It’s not a request to accept you as my consort, but if it’s just a request to postpone it for a year, I’ll listen.”

“Your Majesty…!”

“Didn’t I tell you to shut up!”

Isilis’s words instantly quieted him.

“Since he saved the life of the imperial family, even if he asks for something more, I have to accept it, but it’s just a request to postpone my imperial marriage for a year. Is the price of the life of the Larhen imperial family not worth this much!”

The noble’s back bowed with resentment. It was fortunate that only the nobles of Larchen were here. With Usman Khalifa, things could have been different. When the murmur was no longer audible, she spoke again.

“I promise. I will postpone my wedding for a year.”

Berthas bowed his head at her words and left the scene.

Even though there was a tumultuous hum, Isilis didn’t hear anything. She could only follow the steps of the light that scattered from his back as he walked proudly.

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