Mermaid Trap

Was it because of the carriage’s movement?

Even without touching, her breasts bounced with each jolt, making for quite a sight.

“Are you shaking them on purpose because you want me to touch them?”

Of course, he knew she wasn’t, but he wanted to corner her as much as possible. She was too embarrassed to even meet his eyes.

“…No. I wasn’t shaking them.”

She shook her head in denial, glancing down at her bouncing breasts. Though she saw them jiggling as he mentioned, she seemed embarrassed since it wasn’t her doing.

He had them exposed but wasn’t touching, just watching, which seemed to make her more uncomfortable.

“How do you want me to touch them?”

Thinking she might still be curious about the end of the Opera, and feeling a bit bad for making her cry, he decided to indulge her. Vivianne, clearly overwhelmed by the situation, kept opening and closing her mouth, her eyes squeezed shut.

“Hmm?”

“…I…”

When he pressed for an answer, she reluctantly began to speak.

“More than touching, with your mouth…”

“Specifically.”

He wanted to hear those dirty words from her small lips to be satisfied.

“I… I like it when you suck my nipples… with your mouth.”

It was a bold answer for someone so shy. As she spoke, she kept trying to bury her head in his shoulder, unable to look up out of embarrassment. Kian, however, wouldn’t allow her to hide her cute, embarrassed face.

“You once said you were sorry there was no milk.”

Kian teased, lifting her breasts for easier access. Vivianne had nowhere to hide her face now.

“What? How did you know about that…”

Her face turned even redder, as if she had been caught in a private moment. Perhaps she didn’t remember saying it when she was tipsy from rum-filled chocolates. She looked mortified, knowing how odd her words must have sounded.

“How indeed.”

Without waiting for an answer, he took her pink nipple into his mouth and sucked.

“Ah, uh…”

A sweet breath escaped her plump lips. Her back arched, and her breasts pushed forward. As Kian sucked on her breasts, he buried his sharp nose into her soft flesh, teasingly rubbing against it.

He sucked noisily, knowing it made her moan louder.

Each time he filled his mouth with her breast, the carriage’s movement made her flesh jiggle against his lips, adding to the sensual pleasure. The bouncing texture was addictive. The sensation of her flesh against his lips seemed to urge him to suck harder, even bite down.

“Ahh…!”

He opened his mouth wide and bit into her soft flesh. Vivianne’s body trembled as his teeth sank into her tender skin. Like a hungry beast tearing into its prey, Kian feasted on her breasts, his eyes half-closed in a daze.

“Vivi, did you want to nurse me?”

“Please, don’t say that… stop…”

“You’d need to be pregnant for that. How were you planning on feeding me?”

Their eyes met in the air, hers moist with unshed tears.

“…I, I…”

Did she really want to nurse him?

Though she couldn’t finish her sentence, there was a desperate longing in her tear-filled eyes.

There’s plenty to eat.

But she wants to nurse me.

Even without milk, she was so eager to offer herself. Despite her small body, she wanted to give everything. It was pathetic and laughable.

With nothing much to give, she kept wanting to offer something. It was baffling.

What she wanted to give were trivial things like bundles of newspapers tied with ribbons or bouquets of wildflowers. Today, she had even put his cock in her mouth, something completely mismatched.

Why was she so desperate?

He thought it was foolish but was sometimes curious about what she wanted to offer next.

She was already well-endowed. If she started producing milk, her breasts would swell even more.

They were already burdensome in size for her small frame. How she planned to manage them if they filled with milk was beyond him, but watching her struggle would be entertaining.

Given how much she enjoyed being sucked, she would likely look utterly obscene if she started lactating.

Her skin was sweet, her lips were sweet, and even the fluids she leaked from her crotch were sweet. Surely, her milk would be sweet too.

A strange curiosity took hold of him.

He knew it was a crazy thought.

He wasn’t some kind of affectionate toy. He knew it was insane to play with a woman he had brought into his life for practical purposes to such an extent.

But he no longer found his actions strange. Perhaps you become immune to madness if you repeat it enough. Given how he kept losing his sanity and growing impatient, he might have already changed that way.

“I want… I want to have your baby.”

Meanwhile, Vivianne finally confessed after much hesitation. She naturally wanted to mate with Kian and bear his child. Given how intensely they mated, Kian must feel the same.

Hearing the word “baby” from his mouth made her want to say the obvious.

The words of his fiancée that she could never be accepted kept weighing on her heart, but the important thing was that he wanted her as a woman. That was all that mattered.

“Really?”

Kian asked casually while lifting the hem of her dress with one hand.

With the cumbersome dress lifted, her slender legs were fully exposed. Vivianne, realizing her position, felt her face burn with embarrassment.

“Then let’s fuck, Vivi.”

He ran his large hand along her moist thigh, teasing the lace garter belt. His hand moved up to her hip and, with a snap, tore off her panties.

Her already wet vulva was revealed, pressing against the shaft he had positioned.

Was it because of the carriage’s movement? Even without actively moving, their wet sexes kept rubbing against each other, making squelching sounds. Despite being so wet, her vulva felt as if it were on fire, and lewd moans escaped her lips.

“Try pushing it in yourself. I’ll fill you up inside.”

Vivianne wiggled her hips to adjust the angle for penetration. Despite the copious fluids making everything slippery, the tip of his cock kept sliding near her entrance, making it difficult to insert. Kian watched leisurely, observing between their legs.

“…Just help me a little.”

With a desperate look, she pleaded. He smiled silently and grabbed her hips, adjusting the angle slightly.

“Ah, ahh!”

With a sudden thrust, his massive cock pierced her inner walls in one go. The abrupt invasion made Vivianne cling to his neck, her body curling up.

Even without actively thrusting, each jolt of the carriage deepened their connection.

They had gone at it wildly or pressed in slowly before, but this gentle rocking, with him inside her, was new. He held her slender waist tightly, almost as if he wanted to break her, and sought out her lips.

They kissed fiercely, tongues entwining, and savored the sensation of their mingling flesh below, driven by the carriage’s vibrations.

When they parted, a sticky string of saliva hung between their lips.

“I wanted to do this since you were sucking me off in front of Theo. It nearly killed me holding back.”

He murmured slowly, almost drunkenly, his breath heavy.

“I didn’t let Theo ride with us on purpose. I didn’t want him to see me getting hard because of you.”

“…Stop talking about Theo.”

She tried to turn her head away from his embarrassing words, but he caught her chin and kissed her again.

“Who knows, maybe he did get hard.”

“No way. He would never… ah!”

Before she could finish, Kian bucked his hips sharply. The sudden motion made her vision blur with tears.

“How can you be so sure? You really are naive.”

He chuckled.

“Stop worrying about Theo and think about yourself.”

“Wha-what’s going to happen?”

“We’re almost there. If you keep taking your time like you do in the bedroom…”

He teased her, moving his hips in a circular motion, widening her tight inner walls, as he whispered playfully in her ear.

“We might have to let the driver see you getting your tits sucked.”

His words made her hair stand on end with embarrassment.

“No, I don’t want that. Ah, uhh…”

Despite her protests, he began thrusting in earnest.