Chapter 82: A Sense Of Unease For Some Unknown Reason.

Yohan opened his eyes.

His shoulders were covered with gnash marks from Rudella’s bite throughout the night, his collarbone and neck were carved with lip marks, and his back was riddled with nail scratches.

‘…How long did you sleep?’

He rubbed the corners of his eyes and looked out the window. Sunlight was streaming in. Lunch must have been long past, judging by the rolling of carriage wheels and the whinnying of horses.

‘I slept a long time.’

It was no wonder, after all they had done.

Beside me, Rudella lay limp and sound asleep. She was sleeping soundly, unaware of the exhaustion she had endured yesterday.

Yohan stroked her cheek with his fingertips, the flesh warm and soft. Then he smoothed back her tangled silver hair.

She didn’t respond to his touch. He wondered if she was the type to sleep deeply once she was asleep, or if she’d had too much to drink yesterday…

“Ah.”

Suddenly, looking at Rudella brought back memories of yesterday. Yohan’s body stiffened. His complexion turned pale.

‘…I’m screwed’.

He wrapped himself in it.

Five times, even.

Yohan had originally intended to do it once and be done with it, since it was Rudella’s first time, but she hadn’t wanted to end that sweet time, and she hadn’t stopped thrusting into him.

At first he resisted, not wanting to push her too far, but in the end he had no choice but to give in. How could he resist when a beautiful woman like her was so openly flirting with him?

He could still see her face, full of lustfulness, and the traces of her own juices flowing from her spread fingers.

Yohan tried to resist, but for the moment, his reason failed him. Responsibility held him back, but the softness of her flesh, the smell of her flesh, was enough to mesmerize him.

If he didn’t fall for it, he wouldn’t be a man.

Most likely a snitch.

If not that, a homosexual.

And so Yohan gave in to temptation, once, twice, three times, four times…

Five times in total.

He ejaculated inside her.

After about the third time, Rudella begged him to stop, to take a break, but Yohan, dominated from head to toe by his lower half, didn’t stop.

On the contrary, he craved her even more.

Even after cumming five times, he wanted to pour more into her, but he was unable to release all of his desire before Rudella fainted completely.

Anyway…

And so Yohan let go of the bonds of reason and lusted after all things Rudella. Even if she had seduced him, the blame lay squarely on his shoulders.

‘…Was it a safe day?’

Yohan’s eyebrows narrowed, and he stroked the tip of his chin with his hand. He remembered Rudella’s words the first time he’d tried to ejaculate.

The word ‘pregnant’ had come out of her mouth, which meant it was most likely a dangerous day…

‘Crazy.’

It’s bad enough that Rudella hasn’t cum with Francia, but now she’s pregnant?

‘This is… That’s a pretty big deal.’

Francia wanted to ejaculate inside, like Rudella, every time, but Yohan persuaded her to do it outside.

The pregnancy is good news, of course, but they’re not married yet, and he still has a few years of civil service left. There was also the matter of the Rahardt- Ferbache marriage and the Magul blockade.

So Yohan has been avoiding pregnancy. He couldn’t give the child his full attention.

Francia didn’t seem to like it, but she thought it was nice that he was thinking of her and the child, so she let it slide…

But here he is, not only cumming on Rudella five times, but impregnating her first? I can imagine Francia’s anger rising to the sky.

‘My head hurts.’

Yohan squeezed his throbbing temples. His eyes felt like they were spinning.

If only there had been a proper 0.01 condom, one that wasn’t made from animal intestines, even in this day and age…

Of course, there are birth control pills. But I didn’t want to force her to take them because of the health implications. I doubted Rudella would take it.

‘What’s the point…? It’s a plaster sin…’

The water has already been spilled. He has no choice but to apologize to Francia and take responsibility for Rudella if she becomes pregnant.

‘It is difficult to give equal love to two women…’

A deep sigh escapes Yohan’s lips. It wasn’t that he regretted what had happened, of course, he just… He didn’t like himself.

“Mmm…”

Rudella stirred in her sleep. Her fingertips groped for Yohan.

“Yohan…?”

Rudella’s eyes fluttered open when she realized he wasn’t there. Her pupils rolled rapidly, searching for Yohan.

“Are you awake?”

Of course, Yohan hadn’t left. It was just that her hand didn’t find him as she sat up.

“Ah…”

When she realized he was there, Rudella gave a small smile and crawled across the bed to embrace him.

“I thought you had left.”

“No.”

Yohan stroked Rudella’s hair, his eyes filled with worry. She seemed to enjoy it, clinging to him even more.

“Does it hurt anywhere?”

“Where it hurts…”

Rudella smiled as he ran his fingertips down her back and lower abdomen. Despite her fatigue, her gaze held a subtle satisfaction and a deep affection for Yohan.

and a deep affection for Yohan.

“My back… a lot… and a few aches and pains.”

The stiffness and slight pain could be attributed to her pelvic muscles being overly tense, as she was nervous about her first experience, but it was actually due to Yohan’s deep penetration.

And as for my back… There was nothing to say. In his excitement, Yohan thought he’d been inconsiderate and rough with her.

“I’m sorry. I was so excited…”

“Oh, that’s okay.”

She looked at Yohan and added, 

“It’s okay.”

“It’s only because you like me.”

Rudella smiled, and there was sweetness in her eyes. The sticky gaze tugged strangely at his heart.

“If you want to covet me, I will always accept it. You can force me against my will, but I want you to know that I will always belong to Yohan.”

“…..”

A benevolent face, saying great things. Yohan felt the signals coming from his lower body, but he couldn’t be blindly honest about his desire.

It would be too much for Rudella to handle on her first experience.

“But…”

Rudella looked up at Yohan cautiously, her luscious red lips parted.

“Are you going to continue to respect…?”

“Respect?”

“Yesterday, you didn’t let go of the horse.” 

“Ah.”

Yohan’s fingertips gently swept Rudella’s bangs aside. Her fine ami was revealed.

“Rudella seems to have a taste for half-horses.”

“Well, she does… Yeah. I guess that’s a good thing.”

Rudella lowered her gaze and nodded quietly. The corners of her ears were slightly flushed.

“But I’ve gotten into a habit of disrespect.”

“Then I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to mix it up.”

“You’re suggesting I mix respect with disrespect?”

“Yes.”

“Well…”

It was the so-called “anti-respect”.

Normally, it would make you look like a crazy person, but it worked pretty well with women. Of course, you need to have an insanely handsome face as preparation.

Naturally, Yohan had that in spades. No wonder he was nicknamed the social trophy.

Yohan smiled and nodded.

“I’ll do that, then. Antithesis.”

“Mmm…”

Satisfied with his answer, Rudella buried her face in Yohan’s side. The sight of his toned body, made up of hard muscle, made her feel

made her even more excited.

And the subtle scent of his flesh accelerated her arousal. It was strangely addictive.

She wanted to make love to him right now, like yesterday, but her stomach, thighs, and lower back were not in their normal state.

But she could whisper her love.

“I like you, I really do.”

“Me too.”

Yohan stroked Rudella’s hair with a faint smile, then asked cautiously.

“By the way, Rudella.”

“What?”

“That, yesterday… Was it a dangerous day?”

“Mm.”

The corners of Rudella’s mouth curled up slightly. Her squinted eyes drew an arc, and her light blue pupils sparkled subtly.

“Well, what kind of day do you think it was?”

“No kidding.”

“Hmm… I’ll leave it to your imagination.”

“…Was it a dangerous day?”

She smiled wryly, and pressed her lips to Yohan’s side.

Tsk…

Rudella sucked on Yohan’s flesh, leaving marks with her glistening lips, then cupped her stomach with one hand.

“I wonder.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Yohan’s face stiffened.

Rudella giggled, leaving tiny, warm marks on his skin. Her presence seeped into every kiss.

“Hoo-hoo.”

was her only reply, leaving her mark on Yohan’s body.

*       *      *

As usual, Francia reported for her duties as an official, her bleary eyes scanning the documents she needed to organize. 

Her lack of sleep had left her skin dull, and she was unusually irritable. She hadn’t been able to sleep a wink the previous night. She simply couldn’t. Yohan hadn’t returned to the estate. 

Without so much as a word…!

‘He probably… spent the night with that woman.’

Francia knew.

She knew exactly where Yohan had stayed last night.

Rudella Bismarck.

He had spent the night with her.

Crinkle…

The paper in her hands crumpled as her fingers involuntarily tightened around it. After the brief resistance of the sheet, only a solid, crumpled lump remained in her grasp.

“Ha…” 

Francia let out a deep sigh.

She told herself she could accept it. After all, she had agreed to Rudella’s terms and permitted a polygamous arrangement. Because of that, Rudella had also become Yohan’s lover.

The two of them sharing a relationship? Expressing their love? It was only natural. Now that Rudella was Yohan’s partner, she had every right to be adored and cherished by him.

But deep within her heart, Francia couldn’t quell the jealousy that arose. It was a natural emotion, a sense of possessiveness one feels as a spouse. 

“Hoo…!” 

Francia took a deep breath, forcing herself to swallow the emotions welling up inside her. She continued to breathe steadily, calming her frayed nerves. 

‘Stay composed. I’m the only one who shared Yohan’s first time. I’m the one he loves the most. I’m his first wife…’

That fact was unchangeable. Francia knew this better than anyone. She had been the one to take Yohan’s first. 

Of course, when Yohan had brought Rudella to the estate and declared her his concubine, Francia had been utterly taken aback. But her love for him outweighed her disappointment, so her feelings hadn’t been truly hurt.

However, if she simply rested on the assurance of being his first wife and did nothing, Yohan’s heart might gradually shift toward Rudella. 

‘…I have to step up.’ 

Francia clenched her fists tightly.

Her crimson eyes shimmered with determination.

She had to make more of an effort so Yohan would continue to favor her.

After all, she couldn’t afford to let Rudella steal the position of his primary wife.