Rise of the Lustful Evil Monarch (Re) - Chapter 420

420: Prelude To Deflowering (1)** 420: Prelude To Deflowering (1)** Third Person’s POV He knelt between her legs and spread her pale thighs wide before pulling them up and apart, making her feel his powerful grip on her soft thighs.

As she felt the powerful strength of her man, she seemed to be melting from the inside from the strange sensation her hormones were giving her.

While she enjoyed his actions inwardly, on the outside, she seemed anxious and scared as his actions caused her to be in a position where her delicate pink pussy was fully visible in the air as she presented her fully to him.

Just as she was thinking such embarrassing things, he did something unexpected as he placed the thick and veiny length of his erect penis directly against the damp, curly pubic hairs of her pussy.

The contact made her gasp, and her neck strained as she tried to look down her own body, watching in a mix of horror and fascination as his cock rested against her most intimate place.

There was a reason why Lucy was having such an adverse reaction in the first place.

She had been a sheltered noble girl her entire life, and while she knew that the union of a man and woman was required for the birth of a child, she didn’t know the details of sexual intimacy.

And the lewd, gritty, and overwhelming details of it were especially a mystery to her, yet she knew that this, what Ethan was about to do, was a monumental, life-altering step for her.

But instead of cold fear, a thrilling, forbidden anticipation flooded her veins.

Her brain, fogged with pleasure, seemed to scream at her that this was wrong, yet her body didn’t react to stop him in any way, as to have such a handsome, gentle, yet powerfully dominant man wanting her with such single-minded devotion felt like a fantasy that she never thought she would be able to feel in reality.

Her happiness was being displayed on the outside as her flushed chest heaved with deep, ragged gasps while she stared, mesmerized, at the junction of their bodies.

As for him, he was reveling in the feeling of her coarse, curly pubic hairs teasing the ultrasensitive skin of his cock.

But he collected himself soon enough, as this was not his first time, and began to move.

He didn’t thrust in that closed pink slit, not yet.

Instead, he started a slow, grinding motion and started sliding his dick back and forth along her soaked slit as he smeared her pussy’s juices on his dick and also laced the untouched pussy with his own precum.

To Lucy, who had never felt anything even remotely like this, the slow, deliberate friction between his dick and her pussy was an utterly indescribable torment of pleasure that she simply reveled in while also not knowing how to deal with it.

Each movement sent shockwaves through her virgin body, forming a confusing and overwhelming symphony of sensations that she was helpless to resist.

As he rubbed the full, thick length of his shaft back and forth through the slick channel of her pussy and gradually increased the speed of his hip movements, the swollen, blunt head of his cock constantly ground and rubbed against her delicate, hypersensitive flower, which was now leaking her own honeyed essence continuously.

The relentless stimulation pushed her past the point of coherency, resulting in her sharp, startled gasps melting seamlessly into breathy, continuous moans that she didn’t even recognize as her own.

“A-ah… Ethan… Nngh~!… please… please s-stop rubbing Lucy’s bead there… Haaah~!” Her protest was a weak, cute thing, lost to the pleasure as the bulbous tip of his beastly dick persistently pressed against her dripping slit.

It applied a relentless pressure, as if it were testing the resilience of her incredibly tight, virgin pussy, while the underside of his shaft dragged over her swollen, pearl-like clit with every shallow thrust of his hips.

The sensations were simply too potent and too profound for her inexperienced mind to process.

Her small, sweaty palms were flattened against the hard, sculpted plane of his chest, and her nails were digging into his skin involuntarily as he held her plush thighs in a vice-like grip and moved his hips in a primal, rhythmic promise of what was to come.

The feeling of his hot, rigid flesh sliding through her wetness, smearing his own precum against the sensitive skin of her mound, was driving her mad.

Suddenly, a new idea seemed to strike Ethan.

His strong hands slid beneath her waist, and with one powerful, effortless pull, he maneuvered her body towards him as he leaned back against the cool, black stone wall.

A small, startled cry escaped her lips as she found herself settled squarely on his lap in the position to straddle him.

“Kyaah~~!” She looked down at him with wide, ocean-blue eyes, her expression a beautiful, conflicting mix of alarm, dizzying pleasure, and total submission.

In this new position, her heavy, soft breasts were once again crushing against his chest.

As the hard, aching points of her pink nipples, pebbled tight from a mix of the cold air and her own rampant arousal, rubbed against his skin, it made Ethan’s heart wildly dance in joy as he thoroughly enjoyed the sensation.

While he reveled in the feel of her perfect, plushy tits, his hands were not idle.

They roamed possessively over the smooth, pale skin of her waist with his fingers spread wide to properly appreciate the delicate yet pronounced curve of her hips.

He couldn’t help but marvel at the beautiful, womanly shape of her, the slim waist that flared into those generous, child-bearing hips.

As his fingertips traced a fiery path up her spine, from the small of her back to the delicate nape of her neck, she shivered violently and let out a sweet, trembling moan as she closed her eyes.

“Mmmmhh…” Seizing the moment, Ethan’s hand firmed around her neck and guided her head down as he captured her parted, gasping lips in a deep kiss, effectively silencing her sweet sounds with his own.

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