Chapter 59: 59

Chapter 59

“Huht… Azela.”

Zagnac lifted his lips and buried his face in her shoulder, calling her name. She could his warm breath on her shoulder.

His hurried hands took off Azela’s cardigan and immediately pulled her slip down. When the wet slip stiffened and did not go down well, he applied force to tear it apart. Zagnac, who slowly lifted her, who was on her knee, lowered his head at an angle, lowered her and went through Azela’s chest.

His hot tongue grazed round her pink chest. Azela bit her lip as her chest rolled in Zagnac’s mouth, and her hand tightened around his flesh.

Meanwhile, his flesh grew bigger without showing the end.

Zagnac lowered his hand and stroked Azela’s entrance. It was only swept once, and a strangely wet, damp sound resounded through the bedroom.

“…It’s wet a lot, too.”

He uttered, taking his mouth off, biting her chest and gazing up at her Azela. His purple gaze looking up at her was so seductive and hot that Azela’s face turned red.

Unable to say anything, Zagnac again placed her right breast in his mouth as he gently rubbed her entrance with his fingers. In the meantime, he, finding Azela’s weakness that had popped out, twisted it very carefully and gently with his index and middle fingers.

“Uh-huht…!”

Azela let out an unbearable moan and buried her face in his hair. She could feel his heart beating as she held his flesh in her hand.

“Hand… Haa, move up and down.”

Zagnac let out a hot moan and whispered softly in her ear.

At his whisper, Azela squeezed her eyes shut and slowly moved her hand up and down. Zagnac’s shoulders trembled at the mere touch of her hand sweeping it up and down. Unstoppable excitement came over the two of them like waves crashing.

He then bit her chest with his teeth and put his finger inside her. His hand moved quickly with a squelching sound. His fingers, swirling inside her, moved as if they were drawing letters. Azela could no longer move her hand.

All she could do was bury her face in Zagnac’s head, holding her legs still.

“Hngg… Za, Zagnac…!”

Her climax came quickly.

Her body trembled as she hugged him, and the sound of water falling to the floor was heard, along with the sound of her teeth rubbing hard. She could tell enough without looking where it was flowing from.

At the same time, Azela, who had lost strength in her legs, stumbled. If she hadn’t been swiftly caught by him, she might have slumped to the floor.

Zagnac, grabbing the staggering her, lifted her up with a single move, searching for her lips again.

“Za, Zagnac.”

Azela, who was suddenly lifted into his hand, called out his name in a bewildered voice.

Nonetheless, Zagnac didn’t care. He sat on the edge of the chair and carefully placed Azela on his lap. Even if she lowered her gaze a little, his towering flesh caught her eye. Her thighs were trembling with joy inadvertently.

Zagnac spread Azela’s thighs wide to both sides and lifted her before gently placing her back on top of him. This time it wasn’t on his lap.

His pillar, which had grown big enough, was slowly coming into her.

‘Can we do it in… the chair this way?’

Azela looked terrified.

However, as she watched the flesh slowly creeping into her, she reached out her hand and grabbed Zagnac’s two shoulders. When he eventually pushed himself all the way in, she couldn’t help but let out a deep sigh.

The feeling inside of her was deeper and stronger than usual.

“Uh-huk…!”

Even before he moved, she couldn’t stand the intense excitement and eventually let out a loud moan. Starting with that, Zagnac strongly raised Azela. The sound of the wooden chair squeaking along with the squeaky, hot, and erotic rubbing sound came into the bedroom at the same time.

She never thought that the sound of a wooden chair could sound so lewd.

As if ascending and descending from the sky, Azela’s body was shaking violently. Zagnac, who supported Azela’s back with one hand, placed her trembling breasts in his mouth. She unknowingly grabbed both of his thighs tightly with both hands and turned her gaze towards her ceiling.

In a corner of the glass ceiling, she could see the image of her moving, drenched with joy. She couldn’t stop. Azela moved her waist with a clumsy gesture to Zagnac’s rhythm. It was just instinct.

“Kuht…”

As she moved, a suppressed moan erupted from his mouth.

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Squeak—The chair continued to ring. Azela reached out and hugged Zagnac’s head, pulling him closer to her chest. His movements grew faster and faster, and the roar of the wooden chair grew louder and louder.

Soon, his shoulders trembled, and at the same time, she could feel something hot inside her.

* * *

It was morning.

Azela, who had stayed up all night, rubbed her stiff eyes and stared at the bedroom door. Glancing at the wall clock, it was time for Lina to wake her up.

Three minutes passed, exactly the time, and Lina came to her bedroom with a candle.

“…! Ma, Madam.”

Lina, who quietly went to the bedroom without making sounds of footsteps, saw Azela sitting on the bed, and her face hardened in surprise. She was so startled that she almost dropped the candle in her hand.

“…You look surprised.”

She looked at Lina and whispered softly. The girl stroked her chest and sighed, lighting a candle in Azela’s room.

The room, which had been filled with the morning sun, shone brightly.

“Did you wake up early today?”

“…Yes.”

“Did you have a good dream last night?”

Good dream.

As Lina mentioned it, Azela lifted a corner of her lips helplessly, smiled, and nodded her head.

“Thank you, I had a good dream.”

“Looks like this worked! That’s fortunate!”

When she spoke in a friendly way, Lina smiled brightly and cleaned the scented candles that were placed all over the bedroom. The girl was humming in a pleasant mood. As she put away the scented candles, and wiped the chest of drawers and the bedside table with the cloth she brought with her hand, Lina spoke excitedly.

“I will light the scented candle so you can sleep well tonight, too! Leave it to me!”

Azela gazed at the girl speaking with a clear voice, with narrowed eyes.

…Did she really not know? Or was she pretending not to know, thinking she wouldn’t get caught? If not, maybe the whole matter with Sylvia has already ended. Perhaps, she was pretending she didn’t know she was acting on Sylvia’s orders?

Either way, Lina was flawless. Her expression of genuine joy that she helped Azela, was of no comparison.

“…But. where did you get that scented candle?”

Azela, who was meticulously scrutinizing Lina, who was cleaning with narrowed eyes, put on a calm look.

When she asked, Lina paused cleaning the bedroom and turned her body.

“I told you yesterday… It’s popular among noble girls…”

“Yes, I remember. You said that you had been specifically looking for it because it was popular among noble girls.”

Azela’s eyes shone brightly as she responded. Lina nodded her head cautiously at her confirming tone once again. The girl involuntarily grabbed the tip of the cloth in her hand.

“So, I’m asking, where did you get it?”

“…Are there any problems?”

When Lina’s eyebrows furrowed, Azela frowned at the sight. It was a look of concern — a concern not for her own safety but for Azela — it was a look of concern for her.

…Lina was worried about her.

Because of that, she stared at Lina with a suspicious look.

There was no lie…. Why? Why is the girl worried about her?

“Are you asking because you want something wrong, or are you asking because you don’t want there to be a problem?”

Azela crossed her arms and looked straight at Lina. The girl’s shoulders shook considerably, and she took a big breath like she couldn’t hide.

“Of, of course, I hope that there are no problems with Madam.”

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