How to Survive as the Wife of The Monster Duke

Ilyin’s body twisted and turned as Aden’s fingers danced across her thighs, sending shivers of pleasure and discomfort down her spine. She couldn’t tell whether he was doing it on purpose or not, but the tantalizing sensations he was creating were undeniable.

Feeling Ilyin’s unease, Aden whispered softly, his words a soothing balm to her troubled mind. He lifted her legs and placed them gently on his shoulders, exposing her lower body to his expert touch. As his fingers traced delicate patterns across her thighs, Ilyin trembled with a mixture of pleasure and anticipation.

Aden’s touch grew more direct and intense, causing Ilyin to moan with pleasure as her body responded to his every move. His hand slipped inside her thigh, creating a warm, tingling sensation that spread through her body like wildfire. With a deft touch, Aden massaged her thigh, his fingers moving with the skill of a master sculptor.

As his thumb pressed against her cl*toris once more, Ilyin’s body shook with a potent mix of pleasure and excitement. She clung to Aden tightly, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he expertly stimulated her lower body. With every touch, every caress, she felt herself growing more and more aroused, her body humming with desire.

Seated on the desk, Ilyin gave herself over to Aden’s touch completely, surrendering to the heady rush of pleasure that flooded her senses. As his fingers slipped inside her underwear, penetrating her entrance with expert skill, she let out a loud moan, her body tensing with pleasure.

The sound of their passion filled the room as Aden continued to tease and stimulate her, his fingers dancing across her most sensitive spots with practiced ease. Ilyin lost herself in the moment, lost in the sheer pleasure of it all.

“Is there anywhere else that’s uncomfortable?” Aden asked, his voice husky with desire. As he leaned forward, Ilyin’s body moved with his, her fingers clenching tightly around his shoulders. With a mischievous smile, he touched another sensitive spot near her entrance.

Ilyin’s body was alive with sensation as Aden explored her every inch with his lips and fingers. She was completely at his mercy, unable to resist the pleasure he was bringing her. Her breathing was ragged, and her heart was pounding in her chest as he moved down to her belly, leaving a trail of kisses in his wake.

“How do you feel about this place that accepts me every day?” Aden asked as he laid her gently on the desk. The cool surface sent shivers down her spine, but she was too lost in the moment to care. Aden’s hand slid under her, tearing away her underwear with a practiced ease.

The sudden exposure made Ilyin feel vulnerable, but Aden’s touch was gentle and reassuring. She moaned as he slipped three fingers inside her, pressing against a sensitive spot deep inside her. It was an intense sensation, and she felt her body responding instinctively to his every move.

As he continued to explore her with his fingers, Aden’s mouth found hers again, his tongue plunging deep into her mouth. She tasted herself on him, and it only added to the arousal coursing through her body. With every touch, every kiss, every stroke of his fingers, she felt herself slipping deeper and deeper into a world of pure sensation.

Ilyin’s breath caught in her throat as Aden’s fingers explored her lower half. She couldn’t help but release a sharp exhale as a rush of warmth coursed through her body. Despite the risk of being caught, she remained seated close to the door, exposing herself below. She pointed her toes towards the ceiling as she tried to ignore the worry and focus on Aden’s touch.

Aden pressed his body against hers, and the sound of squelching echoed between her wetness and his dry fabric. She swallowed a moan as she felt his presence, and her lower half tightened, making it difficult to move her fingers. Aden chuckled softly.

“You’re so tense,” he whispered.

As he continued to stimulate her with his fingers, his thumb pressed down on her cl*toris, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Ilyin’s waist jerked with the strong stimulation, and a squelching sound filled the room. Aden bent down over her lower abdomen, his hot breath tantalizingly close to her exposed flesh. Just as she was about to succumb to his touch, a maid interrupted them.

“Your Highness,” the maid’s voice rang out.

Ilyin flinched, and her tense waist jerked. Aden’s voice remained casual, as if nothing had happened beyond the door, but Ilyin’s lower half remained exposed towards the office entrance.

If the maid came in now…

Ilyin’s muscles tightened with tension.

“A letter has arrived, but…” Aden whispered, interrupting the intense moment between him and Ilyin. He knew he couldn’t ignore the messenger at the door.

Ilyin’s heart was racing as Aden rose from under her. She couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation as she watched him undress. He took her lower part in his hand, and she gasped at the sensation.

As Aden entered her, Ilyin’s body trembled with pleasure. She tried to contain her moans, but the pleasure was too intense. Aden placed a finger on her lips, and she felt a surge of desire.

Suddenly, a maid’s voice interrupted them again. “Your Highness?”

Ilyin panicked and tried to sit up, but Aden held her down, pushing his erect p*nis even deeper inside her. He whispered, tidying up her clothes to cover their tracks, “Shh, others might hear us.”

Ilyin’s body quivered as Aden lifted her in his arms, and she tried to suppress her moans. Aden was right, the lower ones outside wouldn’t be able to hear, but the thought of being caught made Ilyin’s face flush with embarrassment.

As Aden sat back down, Ilyin felt his p*nis still shaking inside her. She couldn’t help but moan softly as he penetrated deeper and deeper. The pleasure was overwhelming, and she clung to him tightly.

Ilyin let out a soft moan as Aden’s member thrust deeper inside her, and he hushed her with a finger to his lips. Just then, the maid’s voice interrupted them from outside the door.

“Come in,” Aden instructed the maid.

“Aden!” A quiet gasp escaped from Ilyin’s lips, and Aden placed a finger on them, silencing her.

Although Aden had removed any evidence of their passion, Ilyin’s heart raced as she wondered if anything was left behind. With a reddened face and legs spread, she didn’t know what the maid might notice. Her insides tightened with tension, squeezing Aden’s p*nis even tighter than usual.

Unexpectedly, Aden gasped for air, and Ilyin tensed up even more when the maid opened the door and entered the room. Aden had expected this and wasn’t fazed, but Ilyin couldn’t even turn to look at the maid, afraid that any movement would stimulate her deeply.

The maid bowed her head, presenting the letter on a silver tray. Aden blinked as if nothing had happened, while Ilyin struggled to hold back a moan.