The Concubine Does Not Love the Emperor - Chapter 32 +18

The large hand forcefully grabbed her ankle and spread it wide. Startled, Margaret stumbled forward, clutching the man’s shoulders in surprise. It was unbelievable. Ignoring any sense of shame, the man buried his face between her thighs.

“Your, your Highness…!”

Flustered, Margaret continuously called out, but there was no response. Suleiman, as if savoring the moment, slowly licked her inner thighs with his tongue. The man’s thick tongue could be distinctly felt through the thin fabric. His inhalations and exhalations filled the space between her legs with warmth.

“Your Highness! Stop, please, stop.”

Struggling to stay upright as her body awkwardly floated in the air, Margaret barely managed to support herself on tiptoes. She attempted to push him away, but her efforts were in vain. The more she struggled to escape, the tighter Suleiman clamped his hands, preventing any movement.

“Are you intentionally staying silent?”

“Let go! Let go, please!”

Suleiman resumed teasing her underwear. The sensation of both the fabric and flesh being touched simultaneously sent shivers down her spine. As she wriggled her hips to escape, Suleiman lightly smacked her buttocks.

“!!!”

It wasn’t painful, but the impact felt like being struck on the back of the head with a massive hammer. The unexpected stimulation caused her brain to freeze. Her body stiffened.

Who just hit me where? It was hard to believe what was happening. How dare someone… my buttocks! Who would… The thoughts spun in her head.

Taking advantage of her momentary stillness, Suleiman used his fingers to pull down her underwear. It came off too easily. As the cool breeze swept between her legs, Margaret snapped back to reality.

“Your Highness, ugh!”

Without giving her a chance to react, Suleiman pressed his lips against her exposed flesh. Overwhelmed by the unfamiliar sensation, Margaret involuntarily moaned. Suleiman laughed as he grabbed her ankles and draped them over his shoulders, causing her body to sway. Margaret, with both hands, quickly grabbed the railing to maintain her balance. Unintentionally, her private parts were exposed vividly to his face.

“This part is beautiful too.”

Suleiman spread her thick skin, glistening with saliva, with his fingers. Just that made her feel embarrassed, and as his thumb slowly traced her sensitive area, he gently pressed his lips again.

“Your Highness!”

Margaret screamed. Desperately, she grabbed his hair to pull him away.

Chuup. Chup Chup.

The sound of sucking echoed clearly in the air. A tingling sensation surged up her spine to the tip of her head. Margaret, with her mouth agape, leaned her head back. Although she squeezed her hand around his hair with all her strength, she couldn’t pull him away or push him off. The unexpected pleasure, like an unwelcome guest, was taking control of her. Margaret tried not to moan; she was worried about what the stimulated man might do.

“If you speak, hah, if you, stop… please stop! Huh… huh!”

“I’ll listen. Try saying it if you can.”

As soon as she managed to open her mouth, moans burst out. ‘I’m done.’ As Margaret had anticipated, Suleiman playfully pressed his tongue against her core, savoring it before licking it slowly. Then, he opened his lips, swallowed it gently, and sucked it softly. The sensation of flesh being drawn in was tingling.

“Ah, ah-“

An unbelievable moan burst from her lips, making it hard for Margaret to believe it came from her. It felt like everything was about to collapse. A sense of unease, as if a large hole had opened up, wrapped around her entire body. Fear soon transformed into pleasure. Overwhelmed by the dizzying sensation, Margaret trembled uncontrollably.

“Ah, hah, your highness.”

“Speak, I can’t stand it. You have a fragrance that I can’t resist.”

With a sucking sound, he unexpectedly rubbed his nose against her. Perhaps the fragrance referred to the faint scent of herbs mixed in. Maybe the emperor was so desperate for comfort due to some medicine he took. Margaret tried to convince herself of that. The fact that she hadn’t applied any medicine between her legs didn’t cross her mind.

The image of a man, who was now sticking his head between her legs like an animal, sucking and wetting her, being the emperor of the empire sent shivers down her spine. Perhaps if he had forcibly knocked her down and committed the act, it wouldn’t have been as humiliating. Suleiman persistently explored Margaret’s reactions, his attentiveness to her responses apparent. Rather than being rough, he was surprisingly tender.

“Feels good, doesn’t it? You’re soaking wet now.”

She felt it even without him saying it. Her inner walls contracted

 as if searching for something, and a smooth liquid oozed out rhythmically. Despite her disgusted expression, her body was heating up steadily.

“If I touch here, does it feel good? You like it, don’t you?”

The man’s voice was also languidly dripping. Margaret didn’t deny it any longer. She, too, was getting carried away by the pleasant lethargy. However, she didn’t admit it. At least, the thread of reason still held her.

“Margaret…”

Suleiman gently teased the dripping core with saliva-soaked fingers. Her eyes, which were half-lidded from the drowsy feeling, opened wide. The tingling sensation spread from head to toe. The man wouldn’t miss this reaction. Each time his fingers brushed past a sensitive spot, a boiling pleasure accumulated in her abdomen.

Margaret was startled and wriggled her legs. The man gripped her buttocks with one hand and sucked the wet folds below.

“Ugh… Stop, please. I-I’ll talk.”

She surrendered. Margaret was completely exposed, shaking off her last resistance, but the man didn’t see. No, he deliberately turned away.

“I’ll talk. Hah, I’ll talk, so…”

Her cries scattered into the air. The man extended his tongue and explored her folds. As her languidly relaxed eyes snapped open, an intense tingling sensation spread to the tips of her toes. The man didn’t miss this reaction. As his fingers stroked her sensitive area, the tingling sensation intensified.

Margaret was taken aback and twitched her legs. The man squeezed her buttocks, and his fingers sucked the moist core.

“Ugh… Stop, please. I’ll talk.”

Despite her desperate plea, the man didn’t stop. If anything, he sucked even harder. The fingers that explored her folds also increased their pace. Up and down, left and right, they circled and stimulated.

Margaret was on the verge of passing out. Her nose was blocked, and she gasped through her mouth, inhaling and exhaling with difficulty. No sounds of refusal came out anymore. The heat gathered like a pool. Her buttocks twitched involuntarily. It felt as if her body was melting. For a moment, she couldn’t figure out where she was.

Her mind emptied, and unrestrained moans poured out one after another.

“Ugh… Hah. Ah, hah!”

In the deep abyss, something began to burst. Stop. Stop it. No, don’t stop. Keep going. More and more. A small explosion followed by a series of bursts, and then a massive explosion erupted. Margaret was swept away by the explosion, torn into pieces, and turned into ashes. In that brief moment, both Margaret Zermang de Berte of the Kingdom of Berte and Emperor Suleiman of the Borman Empire vanished. Women and men. Only primal pleasure existed in that place.

It was the climax. The world in front of her turned completely white. As her toes stretched out, the warmth spread throughout her body and then disappeared as if evaporated.

“Haaa…”

With a languid breath, darkness descended on the world that had turned white. Margaret gradually found herself. When she regained the ability to think clearly, all her strength drained away. It was already the second time. Was her body always this sensitive? As her head cooled down, a self-loathing feeling surged. And,

Chuup.

The man was still between her legs. Suleiman still seemed out of sorts, as if he wasn’t in his right mind. He was still drinking in the essence pouring out from her. Now, Margaret felt as if she would die from shame after throwing away the blindfold of pleasure.

“Your, Your Highness.”

She cautiously called out to Suleiman. However, as if he couldn’t hear, he continued holding onto her legs, sucking on her folds. His thick tongue scraped and cleaned her folds as if cleansing them. Despite the lingering pleasant sensations from the intense climax, the overwhelming sense of self-loathing intensified.

The sticky sound resonated unusually loudly in her ears. She released the hand that had been gripping her hair and ran her fingers over her face. However, it seemed like Suleiman couldn’t be stopped. She should have listened to the words of the harem. She shouldn’t have trusted the merchant’s medicine. He turned someone not meant for relieving the tension of the first night into a beast.

‘Even without drinking it, just applying it to my body…’

The intense self-loathing overwhelmed her as the squelching sound echoed unusually loudly.

At that moment, the man’s gentle blonde hair tickled her face.

“??”

The man was still between her legs. Although a subtle pleasure was gradually emerging, Margaret was still in her right mind. How could the man’s blonde hair tickle her face like this?

Feeling a creepy sensation, Margaret slowly removed her hands from her face. In her hands, there was undoubtedly the soft blonde hair that belonged to the emperor, tightly clutched between her fingers.

“!!!”

It felt as if she had been struck by lightning. The shock was overwhelming, and her head spun in disbelief. She couldn’t comprehend the enormity of what she had just done. Her body swayed, and she collapsed backward against the railing.

Better to have drowned in a pond than face this.

However, her wishful thinking was in vain as Suleiman firmly grasped her wrist. The man’s eyes were still languid, soaked in pleasure.

“Are you okay?”

Margaret couldn’t bring herself to say that she was okay. Suleiman placed his hands on her back, lifting her slowly and embracing her.

However, Margaret’s gaze lingered on the blonde hair still caught between her fingers.