Wicked Husband-Chapter 80 - 79

Eileen stopped crying and, with a stunned expression, asked, "Three times...?"

She hurriedly searched her memory. At that time, Eileen had asked how other people had s*x. She had asked if they did it twice or three times, but Cesare did not give her a clear answer.

But a promise? For Eileen, already overwhelmed by her struggles, it was an unexpected and distressing revelation. Yet, she couldn’t bring herself to ask him for clarification.

Cesare gently adjusted Eileen’s posture, straightening her slightly crooked alignment. The adjustment caused a jarring sensation, making her immediately curl up and groan.

"Ugh, I don’t like this, in bed, ugh!"

"Can you even get to bed?"

Cesare immediately pointed out the problem in Eileen’s statement. The moment he took a step forward, her insides were once again mercilessly pentrated by his member. Eileen groaned and changed her words in a hurry.

"Just somewhere close, hmph, I want to, hmph..."

Anywhere would be fine, as long as there was a place to put her buttocks. Cesare followed Eileen’s words and walked. Eileen closed her eyes tightly and suppressed the feeling of her deepest part being tormented every time he took a step.

It was a really strange feeling. At first, a dull pain and a faint discomfort came first. When he pressed hard on the sensitive cerv!x, it was so painful that she was startled.

But soon after, a strange pleasure came up. It wasn’t the kind of pleasure that made your eyes flash and make you scream. However, it built up persistently without stopping.

As he continued to rub the deep part with his glans, the pleasure that arose in her stomach made her entire lower body tense and small cramps occurred inside her v@gina. Her heart was throbbing, and her v@gina was throbbing, repeatedly tightening and releasing the pen!s inside.

’This is so weird.’

She felt as though she could endure no more. She worried that if this continued, she might truly feel unwell.

’Just a little more, just a little more...’

Eileen endured the overwhelming sensations with all her might, her mouth watering from the effort of holding back. The small, cozy brick house seemed unusually vast today.

Finally, Cesare stopped moving. He had chosen the sofa in the living room. Eileen felt a surge of relief, hoping he would let her lie down. Instead, Cesare sat down on the sofa, still holding her in his arms.

"Hic...!"

The cerv!x that had been being tormented as if being rubbed hit her hard. Eileen let out a sharp moan and tilted her head back. A tingling sensation surged in like a wave. Eileen trembled as the sensation continued endlessly, clinging tightly to Cesare.

"This, this is strange..."

It was a different kind of pleasure from what Eileen was accustomed to. It was so unusual and overwhelming that she could barely endure it, as though she were struggling to hold back an intense ticklish sensation.

A large hand swept down her trembling spine. Cesare gently scratched her n!pples while kneading her chest that was heaving as she gasped for breath.

"I haven’t done anything yet, Eileen."

He kissed Eileen deeply as she cried. He swept the roof of her mouth with his tongue and encouraged her.

"We should do something pleasant together."

Cesare grabbed her waist with both hands. Just as she thought something was dangerous, he lifted Eileen’s body up and then lowered it. His hard, hot pen!s quickly slipped out, then dug into her v@gina in one breath and locked himself in the cervix.

For a moment, everything went dark. Before Eileen, who had barely come to her senses, could moan, the pen!s mercilessly pounded inside her. The thick pen!s spread her v@ginal walls, filling her stomach and then pulling out repeatedly.

The pleasure that had been tormenting Eileen until now grew uncontrollably fast. Eileen trembled all over and begged urgently.

"Ugh, ugh, hmph, no, there, stop..."

Her tongue was twisted, making it difficult for her to speak clearly. Cesare gasped for breath, a faint smile playing on his lips as he whispered.

"You don’t like it? Haa, as your husband, I wanted to make you feel good, hmph."

He frowned before speaking. It was because Eileen was struggling and her insides were accidentally pierced, squeezing her v@gina.

"Hah... !"

Veins appeared on the back of Cesare’s hand. He licked his lips with his tongue, then grabbed Eileen’s waist so tightly that his handprint was left, and lifted her waist.

Eileen’s hair fluttered and her chest bounced wildly along with the rough movement. Eileen, whose chest was bright red, pleaded desperately as he crushed her insides.

"Hic, Cesare, I, I was wrong, stop, ah, ah, stop..."

Eileen didn’t understand what she had done wrong. She had merely blurted out the words that came to mind in her fear of the overwhelming pleasure. Yet, the man who had always been generous now seemed unwilling to forgive her.

He thrust his pen!s in even more quickly and briefly. The wet sound spread loudly from the joint soaked with sweat and love juice. A strong urge to climax swept through her erect cl!toris, as if she was about to climax, but Eileen didn’t realize it. She was too busy being swept away by the sensation of her stomach rumbling.

"Hee, heeeek, ah, no, no, haak!"

Eileen screamed and froze. The moment she let out her last breath, an unbelievably strong pleasure pierced her body. Eileen froze with her eyes wide open.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

A moan of loss fell from her lips. But she didn’t even realize she was moaning. The ecstatic pleasure, akin to pain, shattered through her mind. Goosebumps rose all over her body, and beastly moans continuously leaked out from her throat.

The fluid burst from her v@gina. Following that, the liquid that burst out of the small cl!toris soaked the lower bodies of Eileen and Cesare, and even soaked the sofa.

However, Cesare did not stop. He thrust his pen!s into the now wide-open v@gina as he pleased. Since it was so wet that it was no longer stiff, he smoothly entered and exited it, thrusting deep inside and hitting it with his glans.

From the v@gina where she had just climaxed, clear water flowed out weakly again. Eileen cried and trembled. She squeezed her eyes shut and tears fell.

She must have looked foolish, but she couldn’t move a single finger as she desired. She simply flailed about, overwhelmed by a pleasure that felt as if it might consume her.

Every time he slammed his pen!s, water burst out several times from below. Her body must have really broken down. Eileen cried and pleaded with Cesare.

"That, that, it keeps going, it keeps going..."

She felt water leaking from below again. Eileen burst into tears and sobbed at him.

"Please- oh my, I was wrong, quickly, please..."

Cesare kissed her deeply. He thrust his tongue and crushed Eileen’s insides with his glans. He pressed his pen!s as if to open her cervix, and finally began to ejaculate.

"Haaah... !"

Eileen shook her body violently. The moment the rich liquid poured into her delicate area, she reached climax again. At the same time as she covered her cerv!x with s*men, Eileen also soaked Cesare’s groin.

While her ruined body was still unconscious and kept ejaculating, Cesare ejaculated for a long time. The c*m that spurted out several times filled up inside her.

"Haa, ha..."

He slowly shook his waist while breathing heavily. He rubbed his genitals against the wall as if enjoying the afterglow, and added the s*men he had ejaculated. Eileen, who had been trembling until then, finally fell flat on Cesare’s body.

As her consciousness, which had been crushed by the climax, returned a little, she belatedly recognized his appearance, and the tears that had barely stopped welled up again as she saw the fluid spilled everywhere.

She realized she had made a mistake during the night, but she had passed out immediately and had no recollection of it. When she woke up, her body had already been cleaned.

Seeing the mess she had made, Eileen felt a surge of frustration and wanted to cry. She huddled up, trying to hide her intermittently trembling limbs, and then muttered, unable to suppress the sudden wave of resentment.

"This is too much..."

"Why?" Cesare asked, his eyes still flushed red from the aftermath. He whispered sullenly, "This seems affectionate."

Cesare, who called himself affectionate, seemed to genuinely believe it. Eileen stared at him in disbelief, momentarily forgetting that he was His Highness the Grand Duke.

Noticing the emotions in Eileen’s eyes, Cesare offered a faint smile. He gently stroked her trembling body.

"If I hadn’t been affectionate, you wouldn’t have been able to walk on your own," he said, wiping his tear-soaked eyelashes.

"You probably wouldn’t have been able to leave the mansion or see your favorite plants."

Eileen blinked slowly in surprise at his calm words. As he touched his eyelashes, they brushed his fingers, causing him to smile. She continued blinking, trembling, while Cesare snickered softly.