Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 569

#569. It was hard.

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Splashes of water.

What permeates is hot warmth.

I repeated evaporation and flowing new water for several days.

Even so…

or rather, that’s why the bath where her heat is concentrated heats up your body just by dipping your toes lightly.

But the hotter thing is the gaze.

he loosens his collar

sit on the edge

Until you dip your feet in the water.

Bloody eyes staring with hot thirst, as if burning in a boiling bath.

“What are you doing, Pharaoh?”

Like a good puppy who heard the sound of ‘wait’ in front of the rice bowl.

Without even blinking an eye,

even the slightest breath was killed.

I was just watching myself.

Looking at Hasneti, who is revealing her slender yet alluring naked body like a leopard.

Limon laughed.

“Are you just watching?”

Like taking a foot bath.

Or like playing with water.

With only her feet slightly dipped in the bath.

One clearly in his gaze recommending himself.

Gulp.

After swallowing dry saliva.

Hasneti slowly approached Limon.

Like a crocodile approaching a beautiful gazelle drinking from the river with only its eyes sticking out from the surface.

But after approaching.

What is contained in the hand is hesitation.

It’s like I don’t know where to go.

The hand that had been wandering in the air eventually carefully wrapped around the tip of the toe that was submerged in the water.

Seruk.

Like an obedient slave.

kiss his feet

Maybe it’s because I was relieved that I didn’t take my feet out.

Hasneti went beyond just touching his lips and ran his tongue through the water droplets that flowed down his ankles.

Maybe it was because he was absorbed in the sculpture while being covered in the steam of the large public bath for several days.

sweaty body.

Not even enjoyment.

The touch on your fingertips is pleasant.

The smell of sweat brushing your nose is fragrant.

The taste that permeates the tip of the tongue is so sweet.

It seemed like he would be happy just to stay like this forever.

But right after that.

she hardened

“Pharaoh, are you teasing me on purpose?”

“…?”

“I’m a little bored.”

At best, I opened the treasure house.

Rather than stealing it, it looks like a thief who is busy looking around and taking pictures.

Or maybe it’s because he’s so used to her touch that he doesn’t even feel it as a stimulus.

or let out an excited breath.

without turning your body.

With one hand up to his chin.

Limon’s gaze, languorously watching himself.

Recognizing his own ugliness, which was hectic to covet him, his face blushed.

“I told you. Pharaoh. This is my reward.”

Even so, I’m just hesitating.

regrets and guilt of the past.

Desire granted in front of my eyes.

Seeing Hasneti conflicting between the two and not being able to touch him anymore, Limon laughed.

“You don’t have to put up with it, just do what you want.”

“…”

“Or are you tired of me now?”

with a splash!!!

That moment.

Hasneti’s reason flew by.

Amidst the hot water droplets scattering in all directions.

Like a shark snatching its prey.

Grab Limon at once.

soaked in the bath together.

Maybe it’s because I didn’t know that she would come out so radically.

The one who blinks in the water.

But Hasneti didn’t hesitate any longer.

As if the hesitation until now was a lie, I just passionately coveted him.

That ‘provocation’, like shoving the prey into the mouth of a hungry beast.

The already dangerous patience was completely cut off, leaving her head blank.

well done

It was a pleasure to slightly bite his lips submerged in the water and soar while mixing his tongue.

A clear sense of guilt at the same time.

On the subject of knowing you don’t deserve it.

Just because I was allowed to do so, I feel ashamed of my own lowliness of hugging him like a beast in heat and panting.

But why?

That you can touch him freely.

That I could kiss him and touch him.

The act, which has been endured so far and is already addicted, melts even the guilt and shame hotly and makes the desire even hotter.

If it stays like this, it will be broken.

no.

It’s already late.

Like a serial killer who becomes addicted to murder because he knows that murder is a sin.

Her own body, which regarded even guilt as an immoral pleasure, had to fall on him so that she could not fall.

And…

Pat.

Even though they are intensely coveted in a state where they are submerged from head to toe in the water and cannot even breathe properly.

Like soothing an excited child.

A hand patting the back.

A face with a smile.

albeit reassured.

Rather, the heat and thirst become hot and deep because of the guilt of coveting him.

The hot heat that comes from your lower abdomen is like proof that your service was not in vain.

make you realize

he’s already broken

That I was crazy about him.

If you’re sane, you can’t be so happy in this situation where you covet him but are dominated by him.

In such a blissful madness.

Hasneti laid everything on him again.

Mixing tongue and lips.

Pressing on the plump chest.

Tied up slender legs.

Wrapped around his long, thin arms.

At the end of skin-to-skin contact and body mixing in hot water.

Even her narrow waist was pressed against him so closely that her belly button touched.

Even the last part overlaps.

the moment you accept him.

Vogel.

“…!”

Hasneti’s body stiffened.

Bubbles of foam, like moans, spewed out from slightly parted lips.

It wasn’t because of the pain.

rather the opposite.

An energy that penetrated into the center of the body at once so that one could not even feel the pain of tearing the flesh.

The heat of the dragon psionic, hotter than a nuclear fusion reactor, even melted away the pain and colored her head with pure white pleasure.

trembling muscles.

A limb that naturally releases strength.

Still, instinct moves.

Waist swaying like waves.

Breathing in the water.

The intense heat in the dizzying feeling of drowning at any moment heats up the undulating bath.

The moment when the hot water bubbled up like a volcano and the heat reached its climax.

scooping up

Limbs twitch.

Her waist bent as she let out her last breath in the water.

everything about her

It melted.

…….

….

“Princess mother. I brought you a meal…”

Wow!

“I’m sorry. I didn’t see anything. Excuse me!”

….

….

“I think you’re done now, so I brought you a change of clothes. Why are you still doing it? Is it like this? No, it’s nothing. Just keep doing what you’re doing.”

….

…….

like that …

the night burned.

It seems like it’s still not enough.

covet him several times

After tasting the white thrill.

Finally, I lay down with my head on Hasneti’s lap, which was languidly drooping like a beast with a full stomach.

Limon sighed.

“I thought I was drowning.”

“…sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing? I’m the one who told you to do whatever Pharaoh wants.”

“…”

It seems that she has accumulated a lot of things because she couldn’t bear to touch her even though she was teasing herself.

After saying it playfully.

Limon suddenly asked Hasneti, whose face was always cold.

“Pharaoh, do you still have your thoughts?”

“Of course.”

Hasneti cut it off.

already his own.

Because she would do anything to prove that fact.

…All the more in the sense that she will be rewarded again and will be able to enjoy the pleasure of this time only if she becomes his bride.

“That’s good. It is rewarding to give an award.”

seems to be satisfied.

It’s time to nod your head.

Limon smiled and continued.

“In that sense, Pharaoh. I have one thing to check.”

“what?”

“Is this enough rest?”

“…?”

what kind of rest are you talking about?

while looking at the puzzled eyes.

Hasneti flinched.

He felt the sensation of sliding along his legs.

slowly.

very delicately.

But without hesitation.

Like a wild beast, she swipe through her slender yet elastic flesh.

When she flinched at the touch that naturally loosened her muscles and tickled her most sensitive nerves.

A soft voice followed.

“I decided to give you a reward, but I’m sure you’re not satisfied already.”

“….”

‘Already done?’

Hasneti blinked.

what is already

I messed with him several times.

It was incomprehensible to her, who had already been so satisfied that she was still immersed in the afterglow.

But Limon wouldn’t wait until she understood what he meant.

Instead, it was shown through action.

Doing it.

Unlike the soft touch, the moment hardened by the feel of the teeth digging into the thigh.

Turn over the body you were lying on before you knew it.

Like a beast that pounces on its prey.

riding on top of her.

Limon whispered.

“Honestly, I had a hard time putting up with it.”

What is contained in that breath is heat.

A hot voice that was incomparable to what he felt in the hot water.

In glowing golden eyes.

She couldn’t help but harden.

“So, will you take care of it, Hasneti?”

He said that it was a pharaoh’s duty to satisfy the desires of his concubine.

Looking at him smiling.

Hasneti suddenly realized.

It was also that he was not the only one who was paying attention.

Up until now, Limon had only been giving ‘prizes’, but his desire was still boiling.

And that now is the time of ‘punishment’ for the sin of playing with him at will.

Because his hot hand was telling me that it would burn me just by touching it.

the moment you realize it.

Hasneti shuddered.

I was mixing flesh a little while ago.

A renewed sense of shame and visceral fear made her inadvertently shrink.

But Limon did not tolerate her resistance.

The movement of holding the tip revealed by biting the wrist that covered the elastic chest is rough.

It is so delicate that it scratches and scans only the most sensitive areas, from thin wrists to soft armpits to the smooth nape of the neck.

While Hasneti, who forgot to even resist, gasps.

lift one leg

He put it on his shoulder.

He dug into her again.

“Haha…!”

Unlike himself, who only followed his instincts, in a movement that thoroughly digs into only the weakest part.

And in a dizzying pleasure that is incomparable to what I felt while mixing my body all night with the burning heat that seemed to pierce me through.

scratching his arm with his fingernails.

with her legs wrapped around him.

bending the neck

she understood

That I became one with him.

That I coveted him all along.

What he considered pleasure.

In the end, it was all an illusion.

Because the real ‘trick’ has just begun.

The work to engrave happiness close to a curse that you will never forget once engraved into your body.

However, he knew that he had no right to resist himself in the first place.

Above all, in a pleasure too intense to deny.

She opened her body wide and accepted her master, gleefully accepting the brand of pleasure that would haunt him for the rest of her life.