Predatory Marriage

Chapter 252 - Count Weddleton's Mansion (10)

Predatory Marriage — Chapter 252. Count Weddleton’s Mansion (10)

Translator: Atlas / Editor: Regan

Lies did not work on Ishakan. He was too perceptive, and Leah thought if she tried to lie, it would only make trouble between them, and she couldn’t think of any plausible excuse anyway. She didn’t know what to say.

With her husband’s manhood in her hand, Leah confessed the truth.

“I saw His Majesty having s3x with other women.”

“…You saw him?”

“Sometimes…he would call me to his room…”

Ishakan listened as she told him that Blain had ordered her to sit and watch him have s3x with other women. He was silent for some time afterward.

“I’m not angry,” he said finally. But he could not hide the emotion thick in his voice. He was holding back, but under the surface, he was seething. She wanted to see his face, but just as the thought to look back surfaced, he spanked her.

“Don’t turn your head.”

“……”

It looked to her like he was very angry. Leah said nothing. She thought she would try to comfort him somehow, but as she slowly drew him back into her mouth, her eyes suddenly widened. Ishakan’s fingers pushed into her wet interior, and he began to thrust them quickly into her, all the while licking at her cl!toris.

Leah gasped around his manhood in her mouth, the burst of pl3asure hazing her vision. Her toes dug into the sheets, wrinkling them, and as the sensations overwhelmed her, she sagged onto him, moaning. –Posted only on NovelUtopia

“Ahhhh…!”

Her strength left her and his manhood thrust all the way down her throat. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she gagged, her limbs jerking as she came. But Ishakan didn’t stop, even though he knew she was cl!maxing.

Leah pushed his manhood out of her mouth, her small tongue protruding from her open mouth as she gasped and shuddered above him.

“Ahh, hmm, please, ahh, stop now, ahh…” She pleaded.

But Ishakan ignored her, pushing his fingers deep inside as his tongue stroked her cl!toris over and over. Leah’s eyes widened and every hair on her body prickled as her head fell back involuntarily.

“…Hmm…I can’t take it anymore…ahh!” It only took a moment for her to come again. Indescribable pl3asure flooded her and her back arched as she moaned loudly.

Leah had barely regained her senses before Ishakan turned her over and immediately thrust his manhood deep inside her.

Her vision blurred. Sprawled limply on her belly, she felt Ishakan’s wild breathing coursing hotly down her spine as he caressed her butt0cks in both hands. Grabbing her waist, he drew his manhood back out of her until only the head was inside and then roughly shoved back into her.

Leah gasped as she felt her belly bulging. Terrifying pl3asure shot through her body, and though she was afraid, she loved the feeling of being so completely connected with him.

And then she remembered the words she had heard.

—Ah, bitch, squeeze tighter, Leah…!

What if it didn’t feel as good to Ishakan? What if she was the only one enjoying this so much? What if he got bored with her, after he had had her?

Blain changed women frequently. As doubts filled her, Leah tried to tighten herself inside, clenching her inner walls.

“Leah…!” Ishakan gasped, and leaned down to bite the back of her neck, hard. “Relax…”

But though she was tiring rapidly, Leah only clenched again, trying to please him. Ishakan realized there was something strange in her response.

“Leah,” he said again, a clear request for an explanation, and she buried her face in the bed. It was so hard for her to lie to him, and so she mumbled some part of the truth, embarrassed.

“It…shouldn’t be…loose…”

Ishakan laughed bitterly.

“Now I understand…” He said, his tone biting with mockery. “But if a man has to say that, the trouble is he’s small.”