Chapter 8

I wasn't the only one surprised by the news. Everyone was excited along with being

surprised, but who would oppose the Duke's idea of sleeping with the Duchess? I was also in no

position to ask the Duke to come. I thought I'd live by watching Carl grow and aiding him, but I

guess not. Wow. What to do...

Thinking of him as my friend's husband it would be better not to do anything. Though it

had been over half a year since she passed and he was my husband now. Plus the original

"Amanda" also gave birth to children. Since a virgin cannot have children, the Duke and

"Amanda" in the original must have shared a bed.

The butler continued to ask if there was a specific date that the Duke should come and

dates he should avoid. There were no specific days to avoid because it was time for her

menstruation and not a day for celebration. I don't want to give Carl a brother already, so I have

to keep track of my ovulation cycle. Above all, the current situation put me closer to being seen

as the Duke's real wife than a wife on paper with the intention of "production of successors."

The Duke may not have sex with me because it has such symbolic meaning. So let's not

look forward to it. It was only yesterday that I decided to live with Carl!

Usually, the husband would wash and prepare for the wife's bedroom, but my room was

too shabby for the Duke to stay in, so instead, I went to his room. It was cold on the way to his

room in the hallway because I was rushing to not cause the Duke to wait long, my hair was still

wet. I took a deep breath and hugged my robe tightly around me.

Will the Duke be... good?

I hope he is, but the Duke had no scandals involving women. The only scandal that

included him was the one with Marilyn and me, the replacement. And when I think of Marilyn

and the Duke, who even though had a child were child cold-hearted...

Oh, I shouldn't have thought of Marilyn. I tried to erase my thoughts. I don't know if the

Duke will have sex with me or not, but I'm the Duke's wife now.

Entering the bedroom, the Duke was sitting on the sofa in front of the fireplace. He has

been in front of one every time I've seen him, he must love it. Scarlet lights fluttered over his

face and his high nose cast a deep shadow. With the shadows dancing on his face the Duke

seemed to be setting the mood.

"Take off your robe and clothes, and lie on the bed."

The Duke ordered in a low voice. It was very rough and held authority. It wasn't as if I

wasn't reluctant, but I slowly took off my robe and moved to the Duke's bed. My thick robe

dropped to the floor and I began on my pajamas. At dawn, the clothes I had taken off would be

organized by a maid coming to see the fire. Since this is the Duke's bedroom the servant will

organize it.

Next, they'll talk to other maids. Saying the Duke and Duchess slept together.

Employees of noble families found their owners' sleeping conditions were nothing short of

gossip, similar to celebrity scandals in modern times. They will giggle amongst themselves,

believing their masters are dead, until it leaks to other noble households. Then they will know

the state of a couple's relationship.

I undressed and walked past the Duke without hesitation. His wide back flinched at my

body passing behind him. The Duke's bed was a little hard but warm from the heater placed

under the blanket.

"Sleep there."

The Duke said, picking up a piece of paper and rummaging through firewood in the

fireplace. The flame burned bright. While staying at it, I asked.

"Aren't you?"

"What, what?"

The Duke asked what I was talking about. Judging from his reaction though, he didn't

seem to know what I was talking about.

"Sacred."

The Duke faced me with a surprised expression before turning his head back toward the

fireplace. His ears can be seen burning red through the scarlet light. I put my messy hair over

my shoulder, before continuing.

"Not if you're not going to."

I thought it was a little disappointing. Rather than the clothes on the floor, the bed would

be a clear sign that the Duke made me his wife. Plus, as a healthy adult woman, I didn't want to

live my whole life with no intimacy.

Now that I'm a Duchess, I won't have a chance to do it with another man. Who else can I

spend time with on my bed with if not my husband, the Duke?

Well, I'll do it with the Duke one day. There was Carl's half-brother in the book. Maybe

not here. As I was about to go under the blanket, the Duke said.

"Do it, can I do it?"

Asking urgently he sounded very naive. Even stuttering through it. When I heard him I

put the blanket down and headed towards the Duke at the foot of the bed. The duke was still

looking toward the fireplace.

"We're a couple and we can do it if we want to."

That wasn't much of a noble lady's answer. I don't know what a noble lady's words are.

However, from the perspective of modern people, it was quite right to talk about something like

this. This is the only way to move forward. Just when I was about to regret what I said, the Duke

turned his head to me. The Duke's eyes wandered around as I was approaching. Looking at his

resting face, he looked young again.

How old is the Duke this year? When Marilyn got married, I heard that the Duke was two

years older than us. So He might be 22 this year. He was young. The Duke swallowed his dry

saliva and said.

"Well, you don't have to force yourself. There already is a successor."

"Carl. Your son's name is Carlos."

Successor was such a heartless word to call such a pretty child. However, when I said

Carl's name his eyes went blank. I just who it was, why look like that. Uh, I'm speechless.

"Well, there's Carl. Anyway, I need to build your prestige. So I asked you to join me. You

don't have to force yourself."

He repeated. I didn't want to have sex right now. However, the Duke looked shy with his

lowered lashes and a handsome face that I felt an urge at the same time.

Should I do it or not? Thinking hard, I measured the craftsmanship. His face was

handsome, he was tall, and he looked good. I didn't know the size of the place, but I thought I

wouldn't be able to have sex.

He glanced at me while I eyed him without saying a word. He pretended not to be eager

but he looked ready to burst. So you asked me if we could do it right away. Nevertheless, he

waited calmly for my answer.

I think this would be a good opportunity to check if we're a good match. Rationalizing

myself, I said yes to the Duke who was having a hard time.

"Let's do it."

"Huh...uh!"

The duke nodded at my words. He got up from his seat and sat back down. I touched

the knot in my clothes and my hair. Looking at him, he didn't seem to know what to do.

"Take off your clothes and come up to bed."

I grinned, returning the order he had given me. The Duke lifted himself and I played

down watching him approach me. The Duke silently undressed slowly revealing his body. I

could see that his body even through his clothes, but his naked body was way better. His

shoulders were wide and hard with muscles. The chest below was also thick with muscles. I

love guys with muscular chests.

The waist was tight and sleek. The Duke calmly took off his bottom. The bones that were

highlighted in his lower abdominal were a sight worth seeing. However, the member handing

between his toned thighs was an indication that his masculinity was not normal.

Oh, wow, my God. If the Duke was born in modern times and became a model or a

trainer, he would have made huge contributions. Wouldn't his modeling fees soar to the top if he

goes to art school as a nude model? He might be reluctant because he has a perfect body. If he

had lived in Greek times, his body would have been carved into models for many gods. His

body looked as strong as the god of war.

With a body that would stand out anywhere, the Duke climbed on the bed awkwardly. I

could read shyness in his gesture. However, the next movement was quick. The Duke leaned

down and settled on my lying body. As he breathed in against the back of my neck, his chest

bulged and touched my body.

What are you doing now, my eyes followed where the Duke's hands were. One hand

was holding my head, the other...was rubbing me to get me to the edge. What is this...? You're

a duke, so fulfilling your needs should come first? I carefully swept my hand over his shoulders

and chest selfishly. The duke shook his head.

"Why?"

He asked with a slightly nervous look. Why? Why? Do you need a reason for a woman

to touch a man's body while having sex? I was a little embarrassed. Don't couples touch each

other when they're in a relationship?

You have to hear something to know what to do. I once spent time with my fiance in

secret, but I don't know anything about the relationship between a couple in bed. I shook my

head and gently lowered my hands. I was afraid I would look too obscene by this world's

standards. The Duke began to move again when I put my hand down.

I felt something hard pressing against me and glanced down to see his rock-hard penis. I

pushed the Duke's shoulder gently. It might be fine for some girls, but I never intended to cram

such a big thing into me. From his size alone he was someone who could not be pushed back

by me, but he stopped at my touch. A shadow fell on the Duke's face, he sat upon his knees

and looked down.

"Duke, no Gellerhard."

He nodded when he heard his name. Yeah, calling names is basic for intimate

relationships. I sat up and faced him. His mysterious purple eyes looked deeper from the dark

interior.

"You don't like touching a girl's body?"

The Duke shook his head.

"What about me touching your body? Don't you like it?"

He seemed to think for a moment and shook his head again. It felt like one of the basic

premises of sex was established. Now, what shall we do? From the look of the Duke, he

seemed the type to stand it, stick it in, and be done. I'm going to stand, put it in, wrap it up. He

seemed to not know anything else.

"Okay, lie down."

I instructed. The Duke tried to lay me down in response. I slightly push on the Duke's

shoulder.

"You, lie on your back."

The Duke obediently followed my lead. He had a puzzled look but laid on his back and I

got on him. I could feel the strong abdominal muscles under my hips were unique.

The Duke seemed very awkward about having someone on top of him. Seeing his

awkward face made me uncomfortable and I put my hair behind my ears. I laid down, but what

do I do now...

First of all, I grabbed the Duke's hands. A big, heavy hand followed my lead. One hand

on my upper thigh and the other on my chest. I could feel the Duke's body tense.

"Touch it. Rub it gently."

To illustrate I gently rubbed myself using the Duke's hand. The Duke looked at my face

and began to move his hands independently. His dry hand tickled my thighs as he rubbed me.

Then he continued to look at my face. He seemed to be worried that I might be offended.

The Duke needed to be careful with me because he was larger and stronger than me.

The Duke's other hand wrapped around my beats, the rough feeling of his hands rubbing

against my nipples began to feel good. Little by little his hands explored my body, exciting me

more. My heart beat faster and my body began to heat up. The seductive skill of the Duke was

unexpected. I lowered my hand to finish what the Duke had started.

Before coming here, the maid suggested drinking, but I refused. It would be too strange

to get on a man's stomach and touch him

Whoo, I exhaled long and started touching myself with my fingers. It was already a little

wet, so I gently rubbed it more till the slippery liquid cleared my fingers. The Duke looked at me

with wide eyes. It was my first time seeing it.

"What?"

"Are you touching it?"

"Of course."

You should get ready before putting it in, don't be ignorant. Replying to the Duke with

attitude. I swept my eyes over his howl face down to his thick chest. Life was something to live

and enjoy. I can't believe I'm sitting on a man like this.

"Why? What's the difference when you touch it?"

"It's very different. It's good for the Duke if I touch you, like this."

I reached back and felt the Duke's penis. The Duke was well built, standing healthy and

well here. The hard, hot flesh twitched in my hands. The Duke frowned in response.

"Smile."

The Duke couldn't see me gently groping him but still groaned in response. I slightly

squeezed and released the Duke's penis with my hand. I went back to focus on my original

work. The Duke looked at me with regretful eyes.

Hold on a second. As I swallowed my words that I couldn't say to the Duke, my body

gradually became excited. I felt my nipples perk up and get wetter between my legs. The Duke

pursed his lips.

I shouldn't keep the Duke waiting for much longer. I raised myself to put the Duke in me.

The Duke's hands traveled up on my thighs, stroked, and gradually increased the heart in me. I

began to carefully position my waist, grasping the Duke. Matching the entrance a hard tip

touched me below.

"Ahhh."

I released my tense breath and tried to put it in slowly but faltered at the tightness at the

entrance. Wow, he's so big. It was a size that seemed unlikely to enter.

"What, what's wrong?"

The Duke questioned my hesitation. He was always expressionless and blunt like a cold

northern man. Though in the bedroom he became a man who was dumbfounded and

embarrassed.

"It's too big for me."

Telling him the truth I lowered my waist. I didn't hold on to the Duke, but I sat down until

his penis was in my pussy. The Duke groaned and frowned. His column was in between my

thighs and a wet sound escaped from between.

"Wait, yes, wait a minute."

I moved my hips while placing both of my hands on the Duke's muscular chest. He had

been eyeing him for a while. The Duke was rubbing against my vagina and the stimulus made

him groan. The area we were connected to was rubbing on my clit making me feel better.

I moved my body hungrily because of the Duke's response. Wet noises were coming

from below us, the wetter I got the better it felt.

"Ha, ha, ah!"

I thought it would feel better if I rubbed it harder, so I rubbed my clit quickly. As I

climaxed, my thighs and hips were tightened and my body trembled. The Duke looked at me

with a flushed face and neck.

His slightly open lips looked defenseless and sexy as I leaned down and kissed him. I

raised my head and the Duke looked at me blankly.

"What is this?"

"Well, something good?"

I couldn't think of the proper words so I evaded the question. It's okay because I am in a

good mood. I raised my body that was still coming down from my climax.

Looking below, the Duke's stomach was covered with his semen. As I lifted myself from

his penis it sprang back to life. Maybe it's because he's young and healthy, but I was worried

about fitting it in my body.

Now that I've climaxed once, won't it be wet enough? I raised my back again and

grabbed his penis. The Duke noticed my intentions and readied himself. I pressed his penis to

my entrance. My body opened up more easily, maybe because I was much more relaxed than

before or because I was so wet. Okay, let's just go in all the way!

"Whoa!"

The Duke looked at me with worried eyes as I held my breath. It would be nice to touch

your body in this situation. Since I couldn't I decided to be satisfied with just his face. I'm sure

you'll improve my Duke.

Slowly the Duke's dick twitched inside me. As I moved I felt it pushed everything in me.

The Duke was very big and thick. He was too much for me even half was, I couldn't fit him all

the way and began playing with myself again. My thighs and hips trembled. Even if I didn't

tighten it by myself, the Duke was in me tightly.

The Duke made a sound as if a beast was crying. Fortunately, the Duke didn't seem to

force the rest into me. I got wetter as I rubbed myself, my body slowly swallowed more of the

Duke into me. The feeling of him in me began to feel good. I began to slowly raise my wait and

bring it down further. The Duke looked at me with a combination of pleasure and confusion.

"Oh, yeah, ah!"

I was the only one moving but the Duke puffed his check out. The Duke was stroking my

thighs through clenched teeth. He lifted his back even though I was on top, displaying all his

muscles.

"Ahhh!"

He settled down again. I laughed because the situation was both embarrassing and

funny.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. It was just, it was kind of funny. My waist is a little sore. If we move together, it

will be-"

The duke moved slightly at my words.

"A little bit more."

"Like this?"

He lifted a little more.

"Well, a little more? And move a little faster."

The Duke's waist went up and down to a better height. With the force my hips recoiled,

the Duke moved faster.

"Oh! Yes! That's good!"

The Duke's hips soon began moving wildly. Every time he moved, my insides quivered.

He hit the deepest part of me again and again. At some point amid increasing pleasure our

hands met.

The Duke's body also flinched as I shivered with pleasure, tightening inside. I couldn't sit

up anymore and play on top of his hard body, I could hear his loud heartbeat against his chest.

I let out my breath, feeling his toned muscles. It was embarrassing the whole time, but I

felt quite refreshed.

"What was that just now?"

The duke asked blankly.

"Sex."

I was confident in my answer. He put it in, took it out, and it made me feel good. That's

right. The Duke was dazed by my words.

"Was it like this..."

It was strange for a man with a son to say that, but I didn't think much about it. I escaped

from the Duke's arms. When he pulled out from inside me white liquid poured out onto us. It was

a little uncomfortable, but there was nothing to wipe with. Plus, I was too lazy to ask him to find

something, so I just lied down next to him. The bed was warm, perhaps because of the heater

under the blanket.

"Do you get cold easily when you sleep?"

"No."

"Then let's sleep without the heater. I think it's going to be too hot."

The Duke reached under the covers, pulled out the heater, and put it off to the side. He

lifted himself and headed toward the fireplace to watch the flames again. I slipped under the

cover and scared his body. Long legs, slim hips, and a perfect back covered in muscles. It was

still hot since he just took out the heater.

"I'll go to bed first."

He nodded as I spoke. I watched the Duke tense his ass.

"Good night."

Good night? What are you talking about? His stern manner of speaking was strangely

awkward, but he nodded without showing any indication.

"Yes, sweet dreams."

It was a little hot but during the cold northern winter, it's much better to be hot when you

fall asleep than cold. As I closed my eyes and breathed slowly, I felt the Duke carefully lie down

next to me. I hadn't felt movement since then, maybe he's the type of person who sleeps quietly.

I fell asleep slowly.

I was warm the whole night in the Duke's bed, even without the heater.