The Monstrous Grand Duke’s Fake Lady

Vivian’s woeful moans had exceedingly stuck into Knox’s ears. Only with a few thrusts, he was already drenched with her juices and that had made him much slicker to enter her than before. Nevertheless, he still demonstrated his last bit of patience by moving a little more slowly.

“Hah…… you’re so darn tight.”

Even though he had already loosened her thoroughly, he still felt her taut insides were merciless as they gave rise to his uncontrollable thirst. His hand grasped her breast violently, as if he was pouring out his unrelieved desires that couldn’t be unraveled by his lower body.

Vivian was helplessly conquered in literally all of her places—both, up and down. She tried parting her lips to plead for help, but even that was devoured by Knox as well.

Since Vivian’s insides were all filled up, she had to gradually yield to the intense sensation that increasingly dominated her as she shut her eyes tightly.

As Knox had swallowed in all of her sweet saliva, he gradually loosened the control of his lower body. Finally, when his last squeeze of reason had ultimately dried up, he propped Vivian’s legs on his shoulders before he erupted with passionate thrusts all over.

As though he had reverted to yesterday, there was absolutely no mercy given from the movements of his hips. One of his hands was sliding all over her body gently, while the other one was holding on to her hips so that she could never escape him.

Her lower body, which couldn’t be moved at all, had been forced to accept him entirely. There were only moans and clashes of their body contact that reverberated all around the room.

“Eughhh!”

It was at that moment when she had desperately found Knox’s arm. Vivian’s back arched to the utmost—until it didn’t even touch the bed—as she reached her peak, all at once.

At the same time, all of her insides tightened even more than before, which could make Knox endure it no longer. After a couple more intensive thrusts, he finally released all of his thick seed.

Vivian’s shoulders immediately flinched when something warm had erupted deep into her body. Even as she breathed out violently, her sensitive body was still responding steadily.

He eventually peeled Vivian’s leg off his shoulder before nuzzling his forehead upon her body. Vivian’s shoulders stiffened in response—startled for a moment—but then, he just nonchalantly rubbed his nose against hers.

“Kno—Knox?”

“Are you okay?”

Hearing those gentle words from him had made her slowly nod her head without even realizing it. Her joints were tingling like they were on fire, but it wasn’t to the point that she would pass out like yesterday.

“Really? Then, is it fine if we do it once again?”

“What…?”

Her eyes immediately widened—frightened by his words. Vivian’s face then reddened to the fact when she had finally realized that something hard was still buried deeply inside of her.

“Wait, no, stop…”

Isn’t he asking for permission right now?

Knox straight away swallowed Vivian’s lips without even trying to listen to her. He seeked out her shameful tongue that tried to express its refusal before subduing it.

His hips then began to move casually once again. Whenever his hips had shifted, the mixture of her juices and his semen kept on oozing out from the part where their bodies entangled. Having said that, he just ignored it all and slowly began to continue even harder.

A monster. He wasn’t just a monster who simply devoured people. Not only his stamina, everything about him was so strong. Which was why he was branded as a monster.

Vivian’s hand tried drawing out her last bit of strength to push his chest away, but to no avail. He didn’t budge at all. Instead, he just grabbed hold of her hands and kissed them gently.

“Hahhh, eughh, haaahh, Kno, Knox.”

He planted a kiss on her cheek that she had turned before he made her face him. Then, he flipped over her body that could no longer put up a fight before making it accept his own.

He ravenously caressed her lips that were calling out his name as he kept on getting swollen even further while still being buried towards her very end.

Vivian’s eyes immediately rolled back—leaving only the gaps of the white—when she scraped against the Grand Duke’s back, which she could never have done if she was just being Vivian herself. Her neatly trimmed nails that were clutching firmly on his shoulder had become white at some point. Simultaneously, a surge of something warm had spurted all inside of Vivian.