Bala: The Duke's Contract Wife

A Room Inside the Library (3) | 18+

"Ah..." Rose gasped to feel her garden stretched so greatly. Victor's... was undeniably large, at least for her. Yet the girl kept lowering her hips slowly. She was not in a hurry.

The man moaned when Rose had already entered half of him. His jaw hardened and Rose could see his arm muscles tensed. It was clear that Victor refrained from taking control of their intimate action. Rose knew that she was moving too slowly for him. Nevertheless, the man was determined to let her be the pilot of their action at that time. That abstract sensation appeared in the deep recess of her heart, it felt like there were many butterflies stuffing her chest.

Rose ventured to lower her hips even more. Until finally she had inserted all of Victor. The girl gasped, full of ecstasy because his shaft was not only large but also long. And by then, Victor's manhood had touched the deepest part of her.

"Rose, move," Victor told her.

For the man's sake, Rose moved. Raising her hips up and down at the speed she wanted. Rose's hands were originally on Victor's field chest. After a while, they were on Victor's very solid thighs. Her body leaned slightly backward so that her hips could fuse more with Victor's hips.

"Ngg..," moaned Victor. "Don't stop, Rose."

Rose's sighed in pleasure too at times while her hip movement was getting faster. Victor began to squeeze Rose's breasts that were moving up and down, then pulverizing one n*ipple with his mouth. Rose changed her position again, circling her arms around Victor's neck, giving Victor access to further stimulates her breasts. Rose's fingers grabbed his blonde hair. Meanwhile, her hip movement was getting faster, as fast as she could.

Until Rose felt the peak of ecstasy. She lowered her hips, closing it with Victor's skin. She threw her head back. Victor's arm was hugging her body and supporting her to not fall back. The man did not stop pulverizing her breasts. He instead pinched one of Rose's n*ipples. Multiplying the ecstasy Rose felt.

Rose's body shook a little after her ecstasy wave was over. She pulled Victor's chin toward her then for no reason gave the man a kiss. As if it was her way of saying she was grateful for letting herself lead the intimate action. Victor returned Rose's kiss.

Rose was already gasping and was sweating so much. But she still felt the foreign body inside her was still tense.

"Now can I lead?" asked Victor.

Rose nodded. To be honest, she was looking forward to Victor's game.

The man clasped his big hands on Rose's butt cheeks. A flash of determination appeared in his eyes. And Rose was actually eager for what Victor would do to her.

Unfortunately, a knock on the room door stopped their intimate action.

Both fell silent. No one moved. They silently cursed and wished whoever was knocking on the door would disappear soon.

Yet the man did not disappear. He knocked again, harder than before.

"Your Grace. Duchess," summoned Gale from behind the door.

"Go, m*otherfucker!" exclaimed Victor. The man looked furious because Gale was interrupting his moment with Rose.

"Vic," Rose said, "How does he know we're both here?"

Rose and Victor twisted their brains to think. It didn't take long for them to finally reach the answer. "My panties..." Rose sighed. Before they went to the room, Victor ripped off Rose's panties on the library floor. They forgot to take it with them.

Rose's face blushed with shame. She bit her lower lip.

"I'm so sorry, Your Grace. But this is very precarious," Gale said again, "and it involves the Duchess too."

Rose raised her hips, giving up on their intercourse. But Victor held her back. The man's face looked as if he was holding back pain. Victor didn't want it to end. Moreover, he was still tense. Really tense.

"F*uck them all. Why should we stop now?"

Victor was about to continue their intercourse but Rose stopped the man. "Let's just solve whatever the problem is fast." Then Rose whispered in Victor's ear. "Besides, my room is more comfortable."

The man turned his eyes to Rose. Of course, he knew that the words Rose used were an invitation. After gulping hard and gathering determination, Victor released her.

They ended their intercourse and dressed immediately after Rose cleaned her intimate area with a clean towel available in the room. "I didn't even know they provided clean towels in this room. Very strange," murmured Victor.

"What do you think this room is for?"

"To satisfy the desires of the nobles while they read a book?"

Rose chuckled at Victor's answer. "Of course not, my husband. Didn't you see for yourself how the door of this room blends with the bookshelves?"

Victor nodded.

"This room is for hiding when there is an ambush. If you turn this statue around," Rose pointed to a statue of a woman's head in the corner of the room, "a secret door will open on the wall next to it. A hallway connects this room with a sewer under the city market."

"You've even memorized the blueprint of my own house more than I do."

"You're the one who goes to war too much and rarely notices the little details in this residence."

"Maybe it's my luck you came, then."

Before Victor opened the room door, the man suddenly swept Rose's lips with a gentle kiss. His green eyes stared at Rose with a silent promise for the night.

Then finally Victor opened the door violently, staring at the old Gale with annoyance. His gaze turned a hundred and eighty degrees from when he looked at Rose. His intimidating aura flared up with so much thickness, making Gale slightly bow his head. The old man looked at Rose once with a feeling of guilt. Either because of the previous incident with the Emperor or because he had interfered with her intimate moment with Victor.

"What?" Victor growled.

"Johan sent me to pick you both up. Rositta wants to talk," Gale said. "But she wants to talk to the Duchess first."