Chapter 370: Side Story — Pregnancy (3)
“Ahem.”
Merlin cleared her throat and composed herself.
“As I mentioned before, this place is soundproof. With Lord Isaac here, Princess White will be safer than ever.”
“Merlin…!?”
“Have a good time, you two.”
Squeak.
Click.
Merlin discreetly left the room.
Only Isaac and White remained in the room.
White looked bewildered, unsure how to react.
“Senior Isaac, this is so sudden…”
“It’s not so sudden. Haven’t we already crossed the line once before?”
White flinched slightly and turned her eyes to the side.
The memory of the night she could have spent with Isaac, only to waste it in deep sleep, filled White’s mind.
A self-deprecating smile flowed across her lips.
“You already knew… No, it would be more absurd if you hadn’t…”
White’s eyes glanced at Isaac, then turned away to a random spot.
“You’ve been waiting… for me?” White asked cautiously.
Isaac simply smiled leisurely, as if telling her to say more.
“I-I’m okay anytime… But it’s so sudden, I’m nervous… Uup!”
Suddenly, Isaac leaned in and kissed White. His determination not to tolerate any ambiguity was evident.
White’s eyes widened. As her arms flailed in the air, unsure what to do, Isaac grabbed both of her wrists.
And then.
Thump.
He showered her with kisses and pushed her against the wall.
“Chuup… Jjuup…”
The muffled kisses continued. White felt a sensation of heat rising throughout her body and involuntarily closed her eyes.
Isaac forcibly lifted White’s hands and pinned them to the wall. She didn’t resist at all.
I can’t breathe…
White couldn’t breathe freely, nor could she move her body as she pleased.
However, she couldn’t refuse Isaac’s sweet kiss. White’s lips moved softly, following her instincts, exploring Isaac’s lips.
Soon.
Kugoong.
Rock magic was activated.
Stone handcuffs were placed on White’s wrists. Still attached to the wall.
White was flustered.
Chuuu.
“Haa.”
Isaac stopped the kiss and exhaled a warm breath closely.
Then he asked with a smile, “You like this, don’t you?”
White, her face flushed, swallowed a gasp.
“N-no, I don’t…!”
“You do like it. Like a pervert,” Isaac said playfully.
Suddenly, White recalled the joint practical evaluation she experienced in her first year.
When she was defeated and restrained by Isaac, White had to secretly suppress her surging sexual desire.
Isaac treated White as if he had already noticed her wavering feelings.
“N-not really…”
“You’re my woman, White.”
Isaac’s low whisper, laced with laughter, dampened White’s ears.
It was a voice that penetrated her eardrums and made her head feel moist.
White was momentarily speechless.
Soon, she realized.
There was no need to feel any more sexual shame for the man in front of her. He was her man, the man she would marry.
As a strange pleasure slowly rose from her cuffed hands, White slightly lowered her head and made a sulky expression.
“You knew all along… That’s mean.”
White’s head darted forward first.
Chuuu.
The two continued their kiss once again.
Isaac, closely pressed against White, wrapped his arms around her waist and showered her with kisses. For a while, the two shared each other’s saliva, turning up the heat.
As the kiss continued, the past time flashed through White’s mind like a panorama.
Entering Märchen Academy with a lot of anxiety.
Having Isaac as her mentor.
The days of learning from him and training hard every day.
Finally, she had reached this point.
The other person was her senior, who was like a mentor, and the fact that they were pouring their desires onto each other evoked a subtle sense of forbidden pleasure.
But strangely enough, that feeling only added to her excitement.
When Isaac pulled his head away again, a thread of saliva dangled from their lips.
“…Senior Isaac,” White said in a sticky voice as she swallowed a mouthful of Isaac’s saliva.
White’s eyes, directed at Isaac’s deep red eyes, contained a mysterious aura.
White’s face was flushed red. But it was far from the shyness she usually had.
A gaze filled with pure sincerity, and desperate affection poured out entirely from her.
Finally, White mustered all her courage and moved her lips, “Please take me as I am…”
She finally succeeded in voicing her earnest desire.
A moment of intense shame swept through her body, but it didn’t matter anymore.
White’s expression contained only pure sincerity.
A bead of cold sweat, flushed cheeks, pleading eyes, and a few strands of pure white hair framing her face.
Isaac was momentarily stunned by White’s unbelievably enchanting expression and swallowed hard.
Soon, his face broke into a smile.
“You know what?”
“What?”
“Your expression just now is really sexy.”
White’s face flushed a deep red, like a ripe apple.
“M-me…?”
“I love you.”
In quick succession, Isaac cupped White’s chin with one hand and poured kisses upon her.
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