Chapter 9

The Duke expressed his desire to be together the next day to see if the pleasure would

still be good. Whether the purpose was to strengthen my position or not I wasn't sure. He

expressed his intention through the butler, who asked me when I was with Lady Blone.

'Two days?' The maids whispered amongst themselves. They quickly died down when

they saw Lady Blone, but I still heard. After listening to the whispers all day I managed to gather

information on Marilyn And the Duke. Mainly that they never spent two consecutive nights

together and that they would have only once a month.

The Duke and I nights did not end at two. On the third day when the bitter came, there

were more whispers from the maids. The relationship between Marilyn and the Duke was cold

and not good. They were only together once a month because of their duty to produce a

successor. After the fourth time I heard I want to be with you tonight I questioned their

relationship. Considering how often the Duke called for me it was probably Marilyn refused to

meet more often. I couldn't imagine Marilyn refusing the Duke because she was gentle and kind.

She would even be willing to do crazy favors for Agatha, who was not very nice.

Well, considering the size of the Duke, I understand to some extent what Marilyn

avoided. If I hadn't remembered my previous life, I probably wouldn't have liked sleeping with

the Duke.

The Duke visited me the next day, the next day, and the next day. And 15 days later, the

Duke was annoyed at the maids, hugging me when I came to his bedroom.

"You're as cold as ice. How long are you going to pass through the hallway and come to

my bedroom?"

My body wasn't that cold contrary to what he said, but he seemed to be finding a fault in

something. I didn't contradict him because I knew what he said was in criticizing that I came

through the cold hallway to his bedroom. Unlike originally I am the one to come to my husband's

bedroom because I used a bedroom that was not meant for the Duke to use. The Duke was

justifying my use of the Duchess' bedroom.

When the Duke was upset, the maids listened. The Duke was upset that his wife's body

was cold, but the maids had nothing to say even with ten mouths. This is the moment for me to

respond right? I replied by posting him on the shoulder.

"Gallerhard, I must have made you upset in memory of Marilyn. Let's go in, I'm cold."

The Duke nodded as he looked up at my face filled with determination. He held my face

as a gesture of endearment. He shut the door behind me while I took off my coat. Holding my

hand the Duke led me to the fireplace in my thin pajamas.

"It's not really cold."

"Oh."

He said with a vacant look. Standing in the middle of the room his expression became

serious. I wondered if my actions were against the Duke's will. But watching him stand there

without saying anything, I could quickly see that it wasn't.

It was mainly during nights, but spending a week sleeping next to him I was able to learn

a little about his personality. The Duke of Demancier is not the type to stand silently and stare at

his opponent when he is angry. He's the type that lets you know when he's upset or annoyed.

Like in from it the maids before. As the previous Duke's only son there was nothing he could

not say in the North. He also spent half the year leading knights on the battlefield, making him

tougher than most noblemen. Especially when expressing irritation and anger, he sometimes

even cursed.

The Duke was not someone I had to speculate about their thoughts. It is important to

please the Duke. So easily understanding his feelings cut out the anxiety of interpreting the

hidden meaning in his words. In other words, he was quite a simple man.

In any case, the Duke only stood tall without waiting a word. I was at a loss, what should

I do? One of the things I realized recently was that the Duke was very socially inept, so as long

as you told him what to do he was good at listening.

"Should I take off my clothes?"

The Duke nodded when he was given the decision. Soft pajamas fell to the floor and so

did the Duke's clothes. The Duke just didn't know woman very well, but he was so motivated to

make me happy that he treated me well when we spent nights together having sex.

Sweeping over my long hair, I smiled at the Duke who glanced at my face. The Duke

was lit by the fireplace and led me to the bed with a blank face. His hands were very warm,

perhaps he was in front of the fireplace the whole time.

The Duke started kissing me on the cheek and then the lips as he laid me on the bed he

stuck his tongue in. His need to have my full attention was like a puppy. His movements caused

my body to heat up little by little.

The Duke's hand fiddled with my chest, rubbed the perked nipples, and pushed them

aside. The Duke's purple eyes looked at my face, not my chest. When I met his eyes, I was a

little embarrassed. I lowered my eyes and bit my lips.

"Well, uh-"

The Duke caressed my chest, kissing my breasts with his lips. I put my hand on the

Duke's arms and stroked muscles with my fingertips. His smooth skin and hardened muscles

were present to feel.

The Duke's hand reached my back. As if to follow my gesture, his hard hands brushed

my back, sides, and waist lightly.

"Ah."

I felt odder than I thought. The Duke must have felt this way, but he's enjoying it so he's

doing it to me in return. I lowered my hand and slightly touched his solid back and hips. The

Duke's body flinched slightly.

He lifted his leg and slightly pushed against my thighs. The Duke raised his head and

narrowed his eyes.

"Stop?"

One of the things I realized over the nights with the Duke was that he was very aware of

a woman's "no". It was good for me.

"Please touch lower, not just my chest."

The Duke blushed as if embarrassed. Through his redness he traveled down my body,

pressing his big body against me. His lips traveled further down, kissing my breast to my

stomach and finally my vagina. I'm glad you understand what I'm saying. I patted the Duke's hair

slightly. His black hair was as short and buzzed as a frequent knight on the battlefield. The short

hair brushed between my fingers and the Duke slightly raised his gaze and brushed his hand

against me.

"Touch me more. Stroke me, please."

It was a stern request made through a fake cough. His way of speaking towards me was

very strange. As if to be polite, he used formal speech, but the informal speech would pop out.

Since the Duke rarely talked to anyone besides me, the formal speech was his own idea on how

to talk to one wife. But it was quite odd. Like someone who's never interacted with his wife.

He buried his head in my vagina again and I began stroking his head. The Duke seemed

to enjoy this. The Duke buried his face under me in an effort to make sure I was wet enough for

him to fit. He remembered this would be the best way to have sex. When he first did this, I was

embarrassed. But he was doing it on his own so I began to freely enjoy it.

"Ugh, yeah!"

I could feel his tongue playing with my vagina. Unlike when he was playing with my

breasts before he was licking me deep and gently. My hand stroking his black hair was pressing

against his head. The Duke teased me more enthusiastically in response.

"Yeah! Ah! Good! Ah!"

The Duke's long fingers came out of me with wet sounds. Every time he moved his

finger you could hear the noises come out of me. The Duke was gentle with his fingers in me

and brought his lips back to my chest. I was amazed at how quickly the Duke learned to please

a woman. He fingering my vagina while sucking on my chest with his lips.

The Duke alternated between moving his fingers slowly and quickly in me. He sucked on

my neck, and my body flinched at the stimulation. I could feel that I was getting closer. My body

shrank away, but the Duke's fingers didn't stop. His lips bit my nipples and he spread me with

his fingers.

"Ah, ah,"

My whole body was hot and my back got sweaty. All my senses were focused on my

lower body. As I tightened around the Duke's fingers, I felt my climax. I felt empty as his fingers

slipped out of me and took a short breath. The Duke was amazed at how wet his fingers

became.

"This is how wet you are."

"..."

If you do well, I'll get wet more than that. I wanted to tell him but was afraid it would ruin

the atmosphere. Instead, I swallowed the thought. The Duke wiped his dick with his wet hands.

It was already standing and glistening with our fluids. The duke asked me.

"Are you going to lie down? Or are you coming up?"

When we started the Duke didn't know anything so I was on top. But he was a man who

knew the basic movements. I chose to let him be on top. The Duke leaned over me when he

saw me hold my thighs and spread them. He was so big that it made everything easier to

spread my legs.

His hard member pressed into my opening and began sliding in. Thanks to the Duke's

hard work before my body opened up to him easily. He held on to my knees gently and moved

his hips. The Duke's hard abs and sleek waist occupied my vision. His body is extremely

smooth and well-built.

The Duke came in me all at once, pulled out, and grabbed my knee. He went all the way

in again and began rubbing my sensitive area. He knew where to rub to make me jump.

"Ho! Oh! Ah!"

The Duke rubbed and pressed against my clit. My waist was lifted up and down as the

Duke moved. He felt like he was growing inside me. I couldn't control myself. The Duke moved

his hands and waist as he pleased, while I was swept away by the pleasure.

"Hold- oh!"

I felt the Duke coming inside me. His body was graceful as his muscles shook and he

clenched his jaw. He blushed as he pulled out of me.

Looking at his expression, I thought we would do it at least once more. since my legs

were spread the whole time my hips and thighs were stiff. After cleaning up the Duke sat down

facing me. He seemed to want to go again. However, my body wasn't ready to go again. Plus I

didn't have an emotional reason to want to, and our obligation was one.

"Gallerhard, lie down."

At my words, the Duke laid down immediately. His member stood upright at his center,

he looked funny. His mysterious purple eyes glistened at me in anticipation of sex. I sat down on

him, lining my pussy up with his dick. Still wet from before. The Duke's body is well maintained

and strong, if we had sex as much as he wanted there would be nothing left of me. However, I

needed the Duke's favor to survive. Now that we have been sleeping together I was alone more

comfortable with him, but I still had to be careful. it will be better for our marriage.

The Duke's member slowly entered me. I moved my hips and he hit my core.

"Haa."

The Duke let out a pleasant sigh. I slowly moved more, grinding against him and

sweeping my hair back. My hair was sticking to my body because of my sweat.

"Whoa,"

I combed my hair with my fingers and tied it into a ponytail. The Duke watched me

intensely and opened his mouth.

"You look pretty with your hair tied up."

"What? Oh, thank you...?"

I gave a shameless reply to his out of nowhere compliment. The Duke with a flushed

face continued.

"Really. You have a beautiful neck."

"Yes..."

Then the Duke cleared his throat and stopped talking from embarrassment. I should

have responded with more enthusiasm, so I began to feel bad. I put my hands on the Duke's

chest, my hair came down and touched his face. The Duke closed his left eye from my hair, so I

moved it from his face.

"Gallerhard is handsome, too."

"What? Uh, thank you...?"

I'm sure he'd heard it dozens of times, but he responded like this was a first. It seemed

he was copying my reaction, so I continued.

"Especially your purple eyes. You look mysterious."

He lowered his eyes shyly when I touched them. I reacted awkwardly to other's

compliments about my appearance, so I moved my back a little faster hoping to end this

conversation. The Duke groaned my chest.

I felt better when he played with my nipples, squeezing them between his fingers. I put

my hand on the Duke's chest. I tried to focus on making the Duke cum but it felt too good. I kept

up my movements until the Duke tightened his grip and let out a moan.

"Ha!"

"Oh my!"

The Duke couldn't help it and came which leaked out of me to his stomach. It felt really

good so I was slightly sad that he had already finished. I lifted my back slightly.

"Are you all right?"

Our parts had mixed so much that wet noises came out when we sprayed. The Duke

slightly frowned at the separations, eyeing me.

"Are you okay? Damn, I loved it."

Speaking in a harsh voice, the Duke hugged me and lay on his back. When I looked into

his purple eyes, he coughed again.

"No, I mean, it was good. Did your wife do the same?"

Oh my god. He must have the capacity to pretend to be solemn. I nodded and hugged

his body. My hand swept down his back, waist, and hips.

"It was good. It was good."

I'm a little sad. Passing his hard hip muscles I started touching what was between his

thighs. Once I played with it more I felt an erection standing up straight.

I saw the Duke's cheeks reddened. He let me out of his arms and I pushed him down.

The Duke looked up at me with his dazzling purple eyes.

His muscular white body glistened with sweat. Climbing on him again. I positioned

myself above his waist, I wrapped his body inside me where it wasn't white.

"Ha-ha-."

The Duke groaned leaning back. Getting on top of him felt different from being under

him. The Duke slipped inside my soaked body, he clenched his teeth and looked as if he would

be sorry just by putting it in.

"Why, is it better?"

What an unexpected question.

"Better?"

"The more you do it, the better. Right?"

"Did I say that?"

I answered the Duke's question at random, and put my hand on his hard chest moving

my upper body slightly. This position was at just the right angle. The Duke had learned from our

nights. He put me on his waist, and I lifted myself up and down. He would bring me down harder

on him, engaging with my body. The pleasure hit me like a bolt of lightning.

"Oh, yeah, oh, good! Harder, harder! Ahhh!"

His equipment was so large that it was pleasurable when I was wet. I was having a

better time now than when we first started. My hand slipped from his chest to his abs. The Duke

took my hand in his, tangling our fingers.

"Ahhh!"

"Ugh!"

After we climaxed I laid my cheek against the Duke's chest. He hugged me, laying me

down in his arms. His fluid dripping out from under me, leaving a pleasant throbbing sensation

in me.

The Duke's arms made a good pillow since they were thick with muscles and smooth.

Still, I felt a little sad because I liked leading on his full chest better. My thighs trembled in the

aftermath of pleasure. I lay comfortably next to him. I stretched my legs out, raising my right leg

onto the Duke's thigh. I wrapped my body around him since he was hotter than me. A drowsy

peace came over us after our rounds of sex.