FLBE Chapter 3 Part 7

“You’re still oozing pheromones, wearing this kind of outfit, and tempting me with your seductive flesh. Hmph. You were pretending to evade while doing all that? Do you know how many alphas are down there and you’re still acting recklessly like this?”

 

 

 

“That’s not it, oh, ah!”

 

 

 

She shuddered, as her her body froze in place by the rough hand that had started taking possession of her p*ssy in an instant.

 

 

 

“Are you so w*t from another man’s pheromones? Your red p*ssy flesh glistened so much as you climbed the stairs, and your body that was supposed to exist for only me got so w*t for another man, seems like you need to get punished.”

 

 

 

“No, no…… aah!”

 

 

 

She gnawed at the back of her hand, trying to suppress a scream that was about to burst out. But she couldn’t control the moan escaping through her mouth because of his increasingly invasive touch.

 

 

 

“Your, Your Maj-, ah!”

 

 

 

Even as her consciousness blurred, she was grateful for the noisy chatter of the nobles. She wasn’t sure if they were just not bothered, truly unaware, or pretending not to know. All they seemed to care about was their own conversation.

 

 

 

“Seeing you hold it in is quite lewd. I’d love to do you right here.”

 

 

 

“No, you can’t…… ah!”

 

 

 

“Don’t worry. I won’t touch you like a beast in front of these bastards.”

 

 

 

So, what is this then? She was taken aback by the man’s audacity, even as he practiced crude acts like an animal in heat. However, as his fingers delved deeper, Liena found herself unable to open her mouth.

 

 

 

“Hmph, your insides are doing better than I thought. Despite you daring to reject me.”

 

 

 

“Hnnng!”

 

 

 

His finger that had firmly embedded itself into her p*ssy began to scrape her inner walls lightly. Her whole body shuddered as the unruly fingers flicked back and forth, spreading her lining wide open. Intoxicated by Rhetrik’s pheromones to the point where she could no longer control herself, Liena grunted and bit the back of her hand with her last strand of sanity.

 

 

 

The scent of his irresistible pheromones made her wonder if he, too, was unable to contain himself, hence why things always unfolded this way. The pheromones, adept at drawing out people’s deep-seated desires, always teetered Liena’s remaining sanity precariously on the brink.

 

 

 

His thick and gritty fingers continuously probed and stimulated her cl*t, as if playing an amusing game, causing her body to secrete juices in response. The feeling of his large c*ck threateningly throbbing against her b*ttocks was so provocative that she, unknowingly, gnawed and sucked his fingers.

 

 

 

Despite being as excited as Liena, Rhetrik watched her reactions with an impassive face. However, his increasingly ominous gaze clearly showed how aroused he was. Liena felt even more excited by his bearing, as he gradually frowned as if holding back.

 

 

 

“Hmph, enough… please, ah!”

 

 

 

“Can you keep your noise down?”

 

 

 

“Hmm, hmm!”

 

 

 

He chuckled at the sight of Liena trembling and crying due to the rapid fingering. Yet, his persistently challenging fingers didn’t stop.

 

 

 

“Hold on. It’s your punishment for rejecting me that day.”

 

 

 

“Ah! Ah……!”

 

 

 

As he slowly withdrew his deeply embedded fingers and plunged them back in, she hugged his neck and shuddered as she turned her head to the side. Then her back arched as his fingers casually touched her cl*t. Liena buried her face in the crook of his neck and trembled as his fingers went deep again and pressed against the spot below her navel.

 

 

 

She couldn’t hold it anymore. The inexplicable sensation had already reached the top of her head. If he teased even slightly more, she would explode right there.

 

 

 

However, Rhetrik had no intention of stopping. Understanding her condition, he made a thrust deep once again while rubbing her cl*t gently with his thumb.

 

 

 

“Heup…!”

 

 

 

Reaching the unavoidable cl*max, Liena, in her desperation, captured Rhetrik’s lips. She poured her uncontrollable moans into his mouth and frenziedly intertwined their tongues. Under a more fervent org*sm than usual, she spilled her juices while gnawing and clenching at his fingers down below.

 

 

 

As the tremors of cl*max began to fade from her shivering body, she finally relaxed. Detaching from his lips, Liena panted heavily. She had a serene expression as if one’s business were completed.

 

 

 

Once she managed to lift her damp eyelids, his flaming red lips came into view. Her swollen lips suited him profoundly well.

 

 

 

Unaware of how provocative her expression was and oblivious to the way he was looking at her, in her vulnerable state, she nonchalantly spits out words that only fanned his lust.

 

 

 

“Ah, Your Majesty. It’s so hot down there.”

 

 

 

“Ah, you truly…”

 

 

 

“Ah! Your, Your Majesty.”

 

 

 

Suddenly Rhetrik, who had bundled up Liena’s body with his cloak, quickly stood up. He anxiously exited, shouting loudly.

 

 

 

“Bring the report to my room after the meeting is over! The banquet will be postponed until tomorrow!”

 

 

 

The nobles were dumbfounded at the sight of the emperor hastily departing, carrying the Saintess. Some of them realized what had happened; others wondered if the saintess was suddenly unwell. They all looked at the closing door with different thoughts.

 

 

 

Among them was a single man. His sacred and gentle smile turned ominous. Roan sniffed the remains of her scent on his hand and murmured to himself.

 

 

 

“She smells really good. I could barely hold myself back earlier.”

 

 

 

Roan chuckled and left, rubbing his lower lip with his hand. He has to be busy preparing to welcome the Saintess, who would soon come into his hands.

 

 

 

As he recalled the saintess, staring at him with wide eyes, a hefty ar*usal surged from below. It seemed quite amusing to test how far his patience would go.

 

 

 

* * *

 

 

 

Walking through this hallway nestled in the emperor’s arms was already the second time. How many days have passed since she came here? Is she always moving around in his arms? Still unable to cool down her body, Liena called Rhetrik.

 

 

 

“Ah, Your Majesty…”

 

 

 

“Be quiet. I can’t guarantee if we can even make it to the room.”

 

 

 

The man’s steps were urgent, almost like he was running. Liena’s body jerked in response. The lingering pl*asure had her constantly panting, enticing him.

 

 

 

“Ah……”

 

 

 

“Damn these pheromones!”