AWWEWNR Chapter 55 🔞

It was the first time Shia had ever spoken to someone.

 

“I need to ask you something.”

 

“You may speak.”

 

Ever since Hanaella had stepped up and confirmed that Shia was the next Legionnaire and chastised Vern with a power that Shia had hidden as well, the Knights had respected him. 

 

It made Shia uncomfortable, but he didn’t mind, since it was a natural part of being the next Legionnaire, and it wasn’t like they were being forced to respect him.

 

“I wanted to ask you about the…night…thing.”

 

Shia rambled in a voice so low that only Thomas could hear it, and his eyes widened slightly in surprise before he broke into a hearty laugh.

 

The voice echoed through the training grounds, causing the legionnaires to stop practicing and rush toward Shia and Thomas.

 

“Captain, do you have a girl?!”

 

“Oh! Has our captain finally become a man?!”

 

“What girl?! The one who was flirting with him at the bar the other day?!”

 

“Hey man, that chick is already with Thomas!”

 

“Dude, she’s got fast hands!”

 

“Dang, she was pretty!” 

 

As they were all saying one thing after another, and Shia was flustered and at a loss for words, Vern, who hadn’t joined the crowd but was practicing alone in the distance, saw the scene. He put down the sword he was holding.

 

He hated the idea of someone weaker than him being the next Legionnaire. 

 

But when he realized that the man was hiding his power because of the current Legionnaire’s orders and that he possessed powers beyond his own, he was regretful for all the bullying he had done.

 

Vern clicked his tongue slightly at Shia’s bewildered expression, then threw the wooden sword he was holding at the crowd and shouted, 

 

“Get back to practicing, everyone! What are all these stupid questions when we’re so close to conquering the North?”

 

Vern was trying to help the flustered Shia, but in the eyes of the Knights, he seemed unnecessarily grumpy, and a barrage of accusations began to rain down on him. 

 

Vern didn’t flinch, though, and shouted louder, telling them to fulfill their practice quotas before the Legionnaire arrived. 

 

He may not have been the nicest personality, but he could lead people, something the next Legionnaire coveted.

 

“Now, tell me. What do you want to know?”

 

Thomas asked, crossing his arms as everyone took their places and began practicing, thanks to Vern. 

 

Shia hesitated for a moment, then locked eyes with Thomas as if deciding something.

 

“I want to learn how to not come so quickly.”

 

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Having slashed his index finger with the dark blade as Edward had wished, Hanaella cut her index finger and dribbled blood into his mouth. 

 

She explained the act of healing magic to the man sitting on the bed.

 

“All I have to do is put the Duke’s erect genitalia in my body and stay there until the wound heals.”

 

At Hanaella’s words, Edward arched an eyebrow and asked if he had misheard.

 

“Did I hear you wrong, you want me to put it in and stay there, not move?”

 

“Yes. You can’t move, or the healing magic won’t work as well.”

 

“That’s not healing, that’s torture.”

 

“I don’t know what you mean, but I’m going to take this off so I can put it in.”

 

As she spoke, Hanaella pushed Edward’s shoulders, forcing him to lie down on the bed. 

 

Her hands unbuckled his pants, and he looked at her for a moment before grabbing her wrists with his uninjured hand and pulling himself up.

 

“I’m sorry, but I don’t like it when you go down on me.”

 

“What?”

 

“I’d like to staunch the bleeding first, but I can’t do that while it’s still flowing.”

 

“I’m sure it’ll stop soon enough if I use my healing magic.”

 

“…Hold on, I can’t use my hands.”

 

Edward opened the door and walked out. 

 

When he returned to the room a few moments later, his hand was bandaged.

 

“Now, let’s get this started properly, shall we?”

 

‘Properly…? Like what?’

 

In an instant, Edward deftly brought his hand to Hanaella’s cheek and gently stroked the nape of her neck and cheek together, kissing her. 

 

Hanaella’s eyes widened at the unexpected contact of their lips, but she didn’t have time to push him away as Edward’s tongue darted between her lips.

 

The hot, sticky tongue flicked around inside her mouth, skimming the roof of her mouth in one large sweep. 

 

The tongue slipped between her molars and the inner lining, skimmed across her teeth, and then pulled her upper lip in with the tip of the tongue, sucking hard.

 

Hanaella flinched weakly at the sudden pain, but his tongue was back in her mouth again without giving her a chance to breathe. 

 

As his tongue probed deep inside her throat, a tickling, shivering sensation spread through her body, accompanied by a slight throbbing.

 

Edward’s kiss seemed to daze me as he licked at my lips as if he were trying to drain all the saliva from my mouth. 

 

Tears formed in the corners of my eyes.

 

Where Lloyd’s kisses were tender and Shia’s were loving, Edward’s were fierce and aggressive, which wasn’t a bad thing, but it made Hanaella feel a little scared, like she was about to be eaten.

 

But Edward’s undressing skills, which had her naked in the blink of an eye, put an end to that feeling. 

 

Edward had her naked in no time at all, and his own clothes were quickly shed as well. 

 

Then he climbed on top of her, kindly kneeling down so that she could get a good look at his throbbing manhood.

 

Seeing Hanaella’s eyes widen at the sight of his member, Edward knelt down and brought his uninjured hand to her slit. 

 

As his fingers touched her parted crack, Hanaella’s body instinctively shuddered.

 

His fingers stroked in circles around her vaginal opening a couple of times before his thumb began to rub her clit. 

 

Hanaella’s body flinched again, and a bandaged hand slid down her neck and collarbone. 

 

The care with which he stroked her, holding the bandages upright so they wouldn’t touch, was the care of a man who had held many women.

 

The hand that descended to her chest circled her bud, stroking it, then pinched her hardened peak. 

 

The hand below was still teasing her clit and opening.

 

Hanaella’s bottom began to dampen under their combined assault, and Edward, sensing the wetness, leaned down and took her mounds into his mouth, simultaneously sliding his middle finger inside her folds.

 

“Humph!”

 

Hanaella’s body bounced lightly. Edward licked his tongue brilliantly across the full mound of breast in his mouth, then began to tease the erect nub with the tip of his tongue. 

 

His ring finger was now inside her, but Hanaella didn’t even feel it as he continued to stimulate her clit with his thumb as he inserted his middle finger.

 

A muffled moan escaped Hanaella’s tiny parted lips at the dizzying pleasure. 

 

It occurred to her that Shia might hear her, but she couldn’t hold it in. 

 

The pleasure of being penetrated from above and below, of being ravished all over, made her hips writhe of their own accord.

 

Edward intensified his finger thrusting to make sure she climaxed first. He didn’t forget to stimulate her clit with his thumb. 

 

Flicking her nub with his tongue, he sucked it until it hurt a little, then flicked it again.

 

As the pace of the thrusting increased, so did the gurgling sounds of her juices from below, and so did the pace of her whimpering.

 

Sensing that she was about to climax, Edward removed his lips from her tweaking nub and slid them down to her navel. 

 

Without stopping his pulsing, he moved his thumb aside and plunged his face in, tonguing her clit.

 

“Ah!”

 

Hanaella moaned, bucking her hips. Edward didn’t let up, continuing to pump, sucking and tonguing her clit.

 

“Ahhmm!”

 

Hanaella cried out, her upper body rising, gripping Edward’s head as if to push him away. It was a climax. 

 

A great sensation of pleasure shot through her from head to toe, and her body clenched beneath her, the lining of her slit tightening around his fingers.

 

Edward’s fully engorged erection throbbed, screaming for him to thrust into her.