Rise of the Lustful Evil Monarch (Re) - Chapter 406

Chapter 406: Sucking On Her Breasts (2)**

Third Person’s POV

Lucy could only watch with a deep crimson flush spreading across her snow white neck to her face as her blue eyes became heavy-lidded with a pleasure so unreal that she had never felt it before.

In response, her body writhed against him with each of his new mischievous acts.

Just as she was lost completely in the sea of such novel sensations, with her mind swimming in a sea of bliss, Ethan’s fingers hooked into the neckline of her dark red innerwear.

In a sudden and swift decisive motion, he wrenched the fabric down to her waist and made her bare all the way to her curvy waist.

Sensing the sudden change, Lucy’s beautiful blue eyes flew wide open, and the shock of the cold air washing over her hot, sensitized skin made her gasp.

The reality of her exposure crashed down upon her, and she found herself at a loss when she realized that she was naked from the waist up and her pristine, noble body lay bare before the hungry, wolf-like gaze of this handsome young man.

A sudden wave of the years of ingrained lessons she had learned in her household and the warnings that had practically been branded in her veins from her childhood to protect her beautiful body from strangers surged to the forefront of her mind.

A panicked, instinctive sob caught in her throat as her small, white hands flew up to cover her nakedness.

And as she attempted to shield her large, pale breasts from his devouring eyes, Ethan didn’t stop her as he found the gesture unbearably cute and disarmingly arousing.

The sight of such a beautiful girl trying to hide what he had already claimed as his only fanned the flames of his lust.

Thinking this, a dark, possessive thrill shot through him as he realized that here he was corrupting something pure, and was trying to mold this beautiful, innocent, noble lady to his own desires.

She was supposed to be the untouched bride of some powerful young lord, and a prize for a political alliance.

Yet here she was, in his arms, with her skin flushed with pleasure due to him, who was a stranger to her, a man of a foreign race who had almost taken her all for himself.

The thought solidified his dominance, and his wolfish gaze dropped to her large, snow-white breasts, which were still largely exposed to his hungry gaze despite her desperate attempts to shield them.

The sight of her soft, pillowy breasts trembling and heaving with each of her ragged breaths was simply maddening.

And the fact that her small hands stubbornly hid her pink nipples from his view ignited a spark of irritation within him.

With an intent to clear his thoughts, his expression naturally shifted to one of pure, unadulterated arrogance.

Suddenly, he captured her snow white wrists firmly with his rough hands in an unyielding grip.

As he held her panicked blue eyes with the scorching intensity of his crimson gaze, he began to pull her hands away from the beautiful breasts he now considered his property.

Her eyes seemed to plead with him as a silent war of fear and desire raged within their depths.

But as she stared into his hungry, dominating gaze, a new, shocking emotion began to sprout within her insides.

It was a deep, primal desire to submit, to yield, to serve him and him alone.

This newfound yearning clashed violently with the moral chains of her upbringing and threw her mind into utter chaos.

For a few seconds, she offered a token resistance, as her muscles trembled with the effort.

Then, with a soft, broken whimper, her will crumbled, and seizing the moment, Ethan maneuvered her back against the cold stone wall and pinned her delicate wrists above her head with one strong hand as he no longer wanted any obstacles to his prize.

This time, there was no barrier, and her large, beautifully inverted bowl shaped white breasts were fully displayed to him.

But what shocked him was that her pink peaks were not visible directly, and they were surprisingly inverted pink nipples, which had now puckered themselves back after becoming sensitive from the cold air, his earlier ministrations, and her nervousness.

His dick became even harder and started hurting against his pants as the sight of her complete vulnerability and her body offered to him in total surrender was more potent than any wine.

Without another moment of hesitation, his hands rose to claim the heavy, generous swells of her large, pale tits.

Feeling the soft, pale flesh overflowing his grasp, a thrilling discovery sent a jolt of pure, primal excitement straight through him.

It was that he was not able to fully cup her large breasts in his hands, and it spoke well of their large size.

Her body seemed like that of a mature milf, but knowing the fact that she was a young, innocent virgin only made him enjoy it more.

A low groan escaped her lips as he felt their weight, which was so warm and yielding in his hands, and he could literally feel himself salivate at the sight and feel of them.

“Nnnghh~!… H-Hold them gently… Please… Ethan…”

In response, her plea was a trembling, melodic moan that vibrated against his skin, and it was like throwing fuel on a smoldering fire.

The dark, possessive beast within him seemed to roar with approval, as he was thrilled by her vulnerable submission and her feminine charms.

He held her watery blue gaze and watched the shy confusion and budding pleasure war in her eyes as he began to knead and massage her soft breasts.

His palms rubbed and circled around her peaks, as his fingers learned the perfect, pliant shape of her tits, feeling the already taut peaks of her nipples harden even further against his touch.

Due to his ministerations, the thin, dark red silk of her panties below grew damper by the second, as a dark, warm patch blooming at their very center, and betrayed the arousal that her trembling voice tried to conceal.

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