Chapter 31

Suddenly, all stimulation stopped.

Riorem had lifted me up again.

I trembled, suspended in the air.

The climax that had almost reached right nearby flickered before my eyes.

Just a little more was needed. No, even now, I only needed to rub my fingers.

Tears welled up at the corners of my eyes, which must have been flushed red.

Whether he knew it or not, Riorem simply put me back down beside him.

At that moment, from afar, I heard the sound of horses trotting.

It was the sound signaling the horses to stop.

Soon, the clatter of hooves that had filled the outside of the carriage gradually diminished.

Then, the carriage we were riding in came to a complete halt.

“They’ll probably get off soon,” Riorem said in a low voice.

Only then did I turn to look at Riorem.

He was smiling.

“I’m used to you shaking your hips impatiently, but I never imagined you’d do it even when we stopped here.”

With that, Riorem tidied up my clothes.

Even the hair that might have slipped out was carefully tucked inside my headscarf.

“But no matter how lustful you are, you can’t just leave your master and go off alone. Be patient.”

“Why don’t you just release it already? I could handle that much.”

“What are you talking about drinking… ah.”

Riorem’s expression stiffened as if he understood what I meant.

The front of his pants, soaked with fluid of unknown origin, twitched.

Frozen as if stunned, Riorem soon left the carriage after knocking on the wall.

Left alone in the carriage, I tried to cool down my heated body.

Of course, I was sure there was no need to cool off all this heat.

As soon as the tent was set up, Riorem would come rushing.

The tent Riorem used was assembled in no time.

Before the furniture was even set up inside, I was called out.

A slave who serves is no different from furniture.

I was the only one Riorem brought to attend to himself.

So, I was placed in the tent like a flower vase with flowers.

Normally, Riorem might have been a little angry about that.
So, it meant another knight had called me over to give some instructions.

But we had just been almost at the climax inside the carriage.

So when Riorem saw me inside the tent, he immediately lunged at me.

Without exaggeration, it was as if his eyes had gone wild.

As I was thrown onto the bed, I checked if the curtain blocking the entrance was properly lowered.

Otherwise, I’d have to slap Riorem to make him come to his senses.

Fortunately, the weighted curtain did its job.

I took my eyes off the entrance and lifted my skirt.

Huff.

Riorem breathed heavily on my thigh revealed under the voluminous skirt.

He unbuttoned my pants as if tearing them off.

His genitalia bounced with a ping sound.

Plop.

Riorem sat on the bed.

Then, grabbing my legs that were open toward him, he pulled them together and embraced them.

Suddenly, between my tightly closed thighs, his head, already fully aroused, popped out.

I draped my legs over Riorem’s shoulders and got into position.

The soft flesh inside my thighs firmly trapped his head.

“Ugh.”

Riorem let out a hot breath, apparently satisfied by the pressure.

Holding my thighs, Riorem moved his hips.

His hot, firm shaft rubbed between my thighs, then something bigger caught inside.

His head.

From the hooked tip of his head, precum dripped down.

The thin liquid wetted my thighs and dripped down.

When Riorem thrust up again, the moisture he left acted as lubricant and stuck to the shaft.

Several slow back-and-forth motions followed.

I thought it was strange.

This wasn’t a time for Riorem to be changing positions while moving.

From the bulging veins alone, it was clear he was extremely aroused.

‘Usually, Riorem shakes his hips frantically when he’s about to climax…’

Just then, he thrust upward from below, penetrating me with a peculiar angle.

My labia and clitoris were squeezed and pressed.

“Ugh, huff?”

The sudden pleasure made me cry out.

Riorem covered my mouth with his hand.

I looked up at Riorem with a puzzled expression.

He wasn’t looking at me.

His gaze was fixed on the entrance to the tent he had just come through.

Step, step.

Beyond the thick curtains, layered to block sound, the dull thudding of boots approached closer and closer.

Eventually, the visitor stopped right in front of the tent.

“General Riorem, are you inside?”

A strong man’s voice came from beyond the layered tent.

Because another curtain was hung in front of the entrance to block sight and sound, the voice sounded muffled.

“Who is it?”

Riorem shouted loudly.

Unaware of the strange intensity in the voice, the man calmly replied,

“Paletion Danos.”

I unconsciously swallowed hard.

It was a familiar name — one of the crown prince’s closest aides, as told to me by Teumesa.

Riorem stopped moving at the unexpected name.

In the brief silence, Paletion Danos spoke again:

“May I come in for a moment? I have something to discuss.”

Riorem glanced down at me.

Then he slowly began to move his waist — to keep his erection and to preserve the excitement in my body.

“If it’s something that must be said inside, come only as far as the curtain. I’m in the middle of something.”

“Then I’ll excuse myself.”

I looked up at Riorem.

A large partition was set up at the tent entrance to block the view inside.

But only the inside was hidden — sounds and movement would be clearly transmitted.

“Are you really going to bring someone inside at a time like this?”

As if answering my question, Riorem tightly grabbed my thigh.

Meanwhile, beyond the partition, I heard the outer curtain and blocking curtain being pulled aside in order.

Paletion Danos took his place in front of the partition.

“What is the business?”

“The Crown Prince ordered me to check on the general’s quarters. To see if preparations are complete and if there is anything uncomfortable.”

“Is that something you need to ask inside the tent?”

Riorem replied sharply, then brushed his lips against my ear.

“Ahem.”

Paletion cleared his throat awkwardly.

I bit the back of my hand, enduring the heat soaking my skin.

“He said after you’ve caught your breath, we should go check the hunting grounds together. To see what animals might have taken up residence in the forest during the winter.”

“Just the Crown Prince and me?”

“Of course, there will be attendants and guards with us. But… for a quick look-around, he said only two or three attendants should come.”

“Hmm.”

Riorem murmured lowly.

‘Seems like he doesn’t quite buy it.’

I could easily guess what Riorem was thinking.

Of course, if the schedule was secret enough that only a small number including the Crown Prince were going, it was indeed a confidential matter.

But that was something a servant could handle.

This was not something so important that a man who was practically the Crown Prince’s bodyguard would need to come into the tent to ask about it.

‘As expected…’

I struggled to catch my breath and thought,

‘He must be trying to probe about me.’

At that moment, a strong sensation surged between my legs.

I urgently covered my mouth with both hands.

The shaft rubbing between my thighs began crushing my groin.

The tightly closed hole, the swollen clitoris, even the path up to my lower belly — a huge mass crushed them all.

I lifted my head with effort.

As expected, Riorem’s gaze was fixed on me.

He had noticed too — that the Crown Prince had sent his aide to inquire about me.

Paletion Danos was in a difficult position.

He had served Crown Prince Leodinas for a long time, knowing even the slightest intentions the prince never voiced.

What was troubling Paletion now was exactly that.

The prince wanted to find something out, but he would not say exactly what.

‘He clearly wants to ask something, but he never reveals what it is.’

Not only Paletion.

Even the staff and closest attendants could not figure out what the prince was hiding.

‘They only knew it was related to Riorem Velik.’

Paletion thought about the man beyond the partition.

The Crown Prince and Riorem were literally at odds with each other — as is common between most princes and Riorem.

The fact that the prince was going hunting alone with Riorem meant something was definitely going on.