If I Disobey the Duke - Chapter 228

His Ability (5)

He stared blankly at the liquid dripping from his hand.

Lily burst into tears. “Hngh, t-take it out. Hurry. Hm…!” Her body trembled as his fingers slipped out. She was ashamed and wanted to die. It was her biggest wish at the moment to disappear like smoke right away.

She was a woman who, until recently, considered her sexual stimulation to be impure in itself. She, of course, had no knowledge of female ejaculation.

Embarrassment and resentment filled her mind, which had melted into her climax. She hit him on the shoulder with her tiny fist. “I told y-you to stop, but… Heuk! Clean it up quickly. This, clean… huk…”

“Lily, wait….”

“Don’t touch your hand! Vlad, what should I do…?” She was really thinking of burying herself under the bed.

“It’s not like that…. You don’t have to be shy. Look at me.”

Pushing his chest against hers, he pulled her back, followed her tenaciously whenever she turned her head, comforting her. “It’s not common, but it does happen. It’s not dirty, so you don’t have to hate it that much. Rather…” He kept his mouth shut. For a moment, he didn’t know exactly what she was feeling after her climax, and he was losing his reason.

Although he prided himself on being quite patient with her, this time he thought he was really beyond his capabilities. His bottom was so swollen to the point that it hurt. He looked at his wife, who had been dyed pink with the afterglow of her climax and shame.

“When I am at my climax, it’s like that too.”

She sniffed. He wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.

Suspicion filled her eyes, which seemed to have shriveled up. “But I am a woman.”

“It happens with women’s bodies too. As I said, it’s not common, so you may not have known about it.”

“…”

As she listened to his calm explanation, Lily’s pulse gradually returned to its proper place.

But her mood was strangely wrong. Something was bugging her. She wiggled her toes and lowered her eyes.

“…If it’s not common, why do you know?” she impulsively, and bit her mouth a beat too late.

She thought he would be in a position to be uncomfortable with this. No matter what his past was with other women, she was also married twice. Also, he was turning thirty-one this year, so he wasn’t that young either.

He had an unbelievable complex about himself, but in any case, he was a handsome man in the eyes of others, and his status is was high. Besides, he was even a war hero who conquered half the continent…

Although many despised him, he was her husband, a dazzling brilliance to her. It was impossible that he has no experience with women. Also, wasn’t he too proficient at the beginning of their first night?

Yes. She should be the bigger person. The past was just the past. How many women he’d dated, what kind of women was his type… Either way…

“…”

Her mood sank. It was difficult to suddenly become a nice person. In the end, she seemed to be a small woman with an inferiority complex.

“You are my first.”

Lily raised her head quickly.

His lips twitched. It seemed that he was holding back a satisfied smirk.

Then why was it that he was so good that first night and even blindfolded her?

As if reading her thoughts, he raised an eyebrow. “It may sound complicated, but it really is true.”

“Then tell me.”

Vlad shut his mouth as if he was choosing what to say and pondered for a moment. He continued slowly, “Theoretically, I found out because I had been in the military for 15 years and heard stories of men. And in my troop…”

In fact, 90% of the conversations were about showing off, women, and showing off their prowess with women.

“I have Ivan.”

“Ah…”

“But rather than that…”

How should I phrase this…

“I can tell. Whatever you want to know.” Vlad grinned.

Whenever she approached her climax, her muscles tightened and cold sweat shone like dew. She shuddered and gasped a lot. The smell of sex. Everything, even the tense nerves, told him directly. Her pulse made a lovely sound like a small drum. When he touched her hand, it felt nice to touch her skin.

“Didn’t I tell you before? You are the only woman in my life.”

She felt as if steam had filled her head. She was hot and barely focused and wet. She felt itchy.

Her chest was hot and stuffy. In that sweet feeling, her heart was heavy, and she finally lowered her head.