The Princess' Bedroom Doll

“Shall we?”

Shed untied the ribbon from Raha’s back. Standing behind her, he understood why the designer’s face had turned so red earlier. Today, the ladies-in-waiting at the imperial palace had neatly braided Raha’s blue hair.

Her slender, white neck was in full view. Numerous red marks grew in speckles. When the ribbon was completely untied, the dress also slipped off. The dress was heavily jeweled, but thanks to the richly laid skirt hem, it did not make a dull sound.

Therefore, that was what it sounded like to Blake’s ears on the other side of the partition.

It sounded as if the imperial princess, still wearing shoes, turned to face her fiancé. At the same time, there should be a smile on her elegant face.

Blake’s prediction was not wrong.

Raha was indeed smiling. She wrapped her arms around Shed’s neck.

“I had a lot of fun today.”

“Yes, you did, didn’t you?”

Shed laughed softly too. He smiled, knowing that Raha really meant what she just said. She spoke with a voice as sweet as sin.

“I want to go out every day when I go to Hildes.”

It was so sweet that sometimes he felt like his heart stopped. That was, if there was anything left to stop. Shed had long ago been deprived of everything he could not control by this woman in front of him. Her gaze, her breath, her mind……. Shed opened his mouth at the sight of his sanctuary as she ruthlessly extorted everything.

“Let’s go out every day if you want.”

“How? You are the King’s brother, you are busy. I will go alone.”

“Should I beg you to let me go out with you?”

“How are you going to beg?”

Firm arms wrapped Raha’s waist tightly. Her soft body pressed against his hard planes. Shed kissed Raha on the lips. It was not a crazy downpour of kisses like in the bedroom. It was not a kiss of lust, for when you take away lust, all that remains was deep affection.

Raha grabbed Shed’s face as he slowly pulled away. As she pushed her tongue into the gap, he grabbed the back of her head. The kiss became rough. Raha’s body, held in Shed’s arms, stumbled lightly.

It looked like she was going to fall right over, but eventually a strong force grabbed hold of it. His one arm hugged Raha’s waist. Their bodies were close together at once. She thought that Shed’s arm that wrapped around her so hotly was like a chain. Perhaps that was why they were so tight. There was an unusual sense of stability in the arms that bound her tightly.

Raha wrapped both arms around Shed’s neck. He was neatly dressed, but she was not. She was in her undergarments, and if the thin layer was removed, her bare skin would be entirely exposed. Never once was she on the brink of s*x in an outfit like this before.

At best, she foresaw s*x in the kiss because of the passionate movements of his tongue. 

The wet sound quickly changed the atmosphere of the beautiful guest room. She was out of breath and a little moan escaped. Raha finally looked up.

Even though she felt as if Shed would immediately spread Raha’s legs and insert himself without permission, Shed did not push Raha any further despite the fact that even the color of his eyes had darkened with desire.

The reason for this was, of course, discernible.

Instead of moving away from Shed’s body, she undid the ribbon tied around her waist with her free hand. Raha’s soft white skin was exposed as the gentle sound of thin silk flowing down.

Both of Shed’s eyes were now fixed on Raha’s waist. His hands also gained strength. Raha said in a whisper.

“It’s hard to come out again.”

“Raha.”

Shed’s voice was several times lower than it had been before the kiss.

“How far do you intend to go?”

“Everything that engaged couples can do.”

While he grabbed her hands to keep her from taking any more of her clothes off, his eyes were unable to turn away from her delectable body. With that face and those eyes, he said he had never been with any ladies in Hildes.

He only wanted Raha.

Raha asked.

“You don’t want to do it?”

Shed’s c*ck, which had risen to Raha’s belly, now felt painfully strong. It even felt like his arousal was contagious.

“I don’t know if there will ever come a day when I can say no to you.”

His voice made Raha’s lower stomach numb. Raha smiled slowly as she lowered her eyelashes and took a deep breath. It was his voice. There was no doubt that the heat in her face rose because of that voice. She tried hard to pretend not to know that Shed’s many words were deeply soaking in her heart.

Raha sat down on the sofa hugging Shed. She then kissed the man who was willingly drawn into her arms. She looked very promiscuous even in her own opinion, and the sound of tongues and lips mingling was also racy.

Shed had cornered Raha at some point, as if he had restrained himself earlier. She shuddered as an electric current rose in her lower belly at the kiss that bound her to the root of her tongue. Shed’s knees dug in between Raha’s legs.

“Ha……”

A moan escaped Raha’s mouth.

In the midst of all this, she never once looked back at the partition. As if she didn’t care one bit about Blake Duke standing there.

Raha del Harsa was not an arrogant royal, but she was not so considerate and kind as to care and think about the safety of every single person of lower status than herself. As Blake Duke knew better than anyone.

The wet sound made the noble room, filled with beautiful and rare objects, weep.

Squeak.

It was then that the well-oiled door opened gently.

“……?”

Entering the guest room with the chief designer, Jamela paused regally. It was not long before she was mildly surprised to see Blake Duke standing still in front of the partition. Jamela noticed a beat late at the sound coming through the partition.

The insistent sound of wet skin bumping against each other. Low moans. The distinct sound of people having s*x….

Jamela’s face flashed red.

“…….”

Only the chief designer, who had come in with a new dress, was calm.

In fact, this situation was not so uncommon in the noble guest room. It was a beautiful guest room that guaranteed a private space. Cases of people having s*x happened more often than expected.

Of course they had to keep it a secret until they died of what that saw, heard, and experienced today.

The chief designer had something else in mind. That the Princess had a much better relationship with the royal lord, who was rumored to be the only one who had her affection.

In any case, the Princess was too high a person for the Chief Designer to dare to measure up. Whether she shared her affection with her fiancé alone in that noble guest room or invited five men over for some good-natured fun, the Chief Designer had nothing to do with it.

In fact, she thought that the atmosphere of the guest room was not lacking even for that high princess. It was a good thing, considering. So there was only a hint of satisfaction on the chief designer’s face as she quietly backed away.

So the only one who was surprised was Jamela Winston. Jamela Winston flushed red up to her ears. As she cautiously followed the chief designer, she stopped her gaze at Blake Duke, who stood still and motionless.

“…….”

At first she vaguely guessed that Blake Duke was frozen still, unable to do anything because of the awkward situation. Perhaps he would make noise and interrupt the couple if he opened the door to leave. But when the designer left and Jamela tried to leave, Blake just stood there like a rock. It seemed that he had no intention of leaving.

A look of discomfort began to creep across Jamela Winston’s face.

She, of course, was aware that Blake Duke had been following the Princess as her watchdog. 

But to stand still while the Imperial Princess’ affair was going on behind the partition?

It was a problem Jamela, who would be the empress of the country in two months, could not overlook. Karzen’s instructions to keep an eye on Raha should not have meant that he should stay and listen like this while the Princess was having s*x.

And if indeed Karzen gave such an order…. …. It was utterly unacceptable for Jamela.

Jamela gave Blake Duke a cold stare.

It was a look that carried the implication, “What are you doing without leaving?”

“…….”

Even Blake Duke couldn’t ignore that look. He couldn’t ignore the fact that Jamela Winston would soon become Empress . Even if she wasn’t the Empress……. Jamela Winston was the Duke’s precious daughter. To stand still, he had to take into account a variety of circumstances.

After a short and intense calculation, Blake Duke followed Jamela. The sound of a door closing was heard, and the subtle presence of people disappeared.

“Ha…”

Shed then slowly pulled out the finger he had been pushing into Raha’s mouth. He took the saliva-covered finger to his mouth and slowly licked it as he did with her mouth.

Raha blinked blurrily. She felt as if she had his c*ck in her mouth, even though only a few of Shed’s fingers were in her mouth. Of course, when she actually gave him a blow job, his c*ck barely fit in her mouth…

At first she grabbed his hand and brought it between her legs, but Shed frowned lightly. If a wet sound was what Raha needed, what was the point of f*cking her p*ssy in front of Blake Duke?

If she needed the sound to be heard by others, just pushing his fingers into her mouth would have sufficed. When it came time to stir her warm, wet mouth, Shed’s p*nis was painfully hard…

Raha was busy casting her gaze quietly toward the partition.

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