The Duchess and the Devil - Chapter 103

Judith’s chest tightened at Derrick’s honeyed tone.

“Is it still too much? Should I wait a little longer?”

It wasn’t until he spoke that Judith realized he had stopped moving his hips. Honestly, the presence of the shaft filling her was so overwhelming that she hadn’t even noticed he wasn’t moving.

Judith slowly caught her breath. However, this caused her to involuntarily tighten and release around the penis, teasing it with pressure. Struggling to endure the sensation, Derrick let out a heated breath, his face contorting in response.

“You can… move slowly if… Ah!”

As soon as she whispered, looking at him with pity, Derrick, as if he had been waiting for her words, thrusted his hips upward with force.

“Ah, ugh, I said slowly, ah!”

Like an untamed stallion that couldn’t be controlled once its reins were loosened, Derrick vigorously shook his hips, pounding his iron-like shaft into her. As he repeated the motion several times, the pain gradually subsided, replaced by a chilling thrill that engulfed her entire body.

Eventually, Judith, overwhelmed by intense pleasure rather than pain, clung to him, moaning uncontrollably.

“Ugh, ah, Derrick…!”

The relentless pounding from below was so fierce that her mind was spinning. The way he was stirring up inside her, it felt as if her womb was burning up.

“Ha, you really…”

Derrick muttered in a mix of admiration and groans at the suction-like grip of her engulfing hole.

He kissed her sweat-soaked forehead and slowly began to move inside her with a slightly altered rhythm. As he regained his composure, he remained concerned about her earlier fragility, as if she might break at any moment.

“Mm, it feels good… Ah.”

The woman trembling with moans as she clung desperately to his arm was utterly entranced. If anyone had dared to touch this beautiful creature in his absence, Derrick wouldn’t hesitate to slice off their neck.

Derrick gradually slowed down until he finally came to a stop. However, Judith, unaware, kept moving her hips on her own, trying to relieve her still unquenched desire. He couldn’t take his eyes off the way she was mimicking the rhythm he had set, eagerly working to satisfy herself.

“Does it feel good?”

“Mm, it feels good, huff.”

The man’s voice, uttered with his gaze fixed on her, was rough, like that of a hungry beast. When he thrust his hips in time with her rhythm, Judith cried out like a cat, panting heavily.

“Ugh, ah, Derrick…”

“Ha. You’re so damn beautiful.”

Her silver hair swaying with each thrust, her flushed face, her red lips constantly murmuring his name—there was nothing that didn’t fit his taste. How could she drive him so mad? Once he fell for her, there was no escaping.

“At this point, I should probably thank that bastard Hannibal for letting me meet you.”

Judith, who had been moving her hips diligently, found it hard to breathe as Derrick poured out his deep emotions. He hugged her tightly, as though he was desperate never to let go. Judith wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers gently playing with his hair.

“Mm, Derrick.”

She wanted to tell him everything. In a fleeting moment, she recalled the full spectrum of emotions she had felt towards him: overwhelming, intense, thrilling, hollow, disappointing, and deeply painful. Now, she was ready to articulate the tumultuous array of feelings that had once been too much for her to bear.

“I love you.”

The hot whisper slipped out like a moan. Many believe that the most poignant moment in love comes when you confess your feelings, and Judith felt this truth keenly. Even though she was the one making the confession, her heart warmed with a deep sense of relief. It was likely because she was finally giving voice to the emotions she had held inside for so long.

The piston-like motion that had been gently stirring inside her immediately stopped as soon as the confession ended.

“What did you say?”

“I love you, I too…”

Even though he was close enough to have heard, she repeated it, her voice clearer this time.

Derrick gazed down at Judith with a dazed expression, as though he were seeing her for the first time. The look of astonishment on his face was reminiscent of a child’s wonder after receiving an unexpected gift.

“…Mm.”

Soon, she felt the shaft inside her twitch violently, followed by the sensation of her insides filling with thick liquid. Derrick, running his fingers through his sweat-soaked black hair, let out a breathless laugh. As soon as he heard her confession, he was swept up in an overwhelming wave of pleasure and unknowingly released.

“Say it one more time.”

Setting aside his premature emotions for the moment, he wanted to focus on her words. As Judith whispered the same words into his ear, he felt a rush of intense, conflicting feelings swell within him, filling him with a profound mix of excitement and vulnerability.

As Derrick licked her lips, which had just whispered love, he began to move his hips again. With her insides now slick with his seed, the shaft glided more smoothly. Each time the glans rubbed against her wet insides, Judith twisted her hips.

“Derrick… You can go a bit harder.”

At her words, he spread her hips apart and began thrusting his penis down forcefully. Each time he penetrated, it was so intense that her insides reverberated.

“Does it hurt?”

“No, I’m okay…”

“Tell me if it hurts.”

Concerned that it had been a while since they last made love, he kept his pace gentle and deliberate, unlike his usual intensity. While the tender approach was enjoyable, Judith, accustomed to his more passionate style, found it lacking in the way she had come to crave.

“Derrick…! Ah, mm.”

He pressed his lips together as if urging her to speak.

“Harder, more…”

“I’m doing it hard.”

“Liar. Do it like before… hm?”

Judith grabbed his face, which was trying to pull away, and pressed their lips together while clenching the muscles around the shaft filling her. The unexpected attack made him let out a low groan, and he gripped her slender ankle tightly.

“I was trying to hold back.”

“Ugh, hm.”

“You brought this on yourself.”

As if threatening her, he began to speed up his thrusts. The force was so strong that his scrotum slammed against her labia, and Judith’s pupils trembled from the impact. Each time he pushed in, the pooling fluids inside her leaked out, drenching both their groins.

“Ah, hm!”

Derrick continued to suck on her n!pples and rub her cl!toris, making sure she didn’t feel any pain as he drove his shaft deeper inside her.

Thud, thud! The forceful thrusts inside her were so strong that the spot where the glans rubbed felt like it would bruise. But she loved this intense lovemaking. Her belly filled with heat, and the tingling sensation turned her mind white, splitting her entire body apart. She was pleased to know that he was excited and wanted her.

Judith clung to his shoulders, constantly sobbing.

“Ha, hm, ah…!”

“Ha… this is driving me crazy.”

No matter how many times he thrust into her, her insides remained tight, hungrily swallowing his shaft. Her body burned so much that she wouldn’t mind losing her mind.

She felt like a beast whose only instinct left was sexual desire, with every cell in her body running wild. Derrick had no qualms about embracing his animalistic desires like a dog in heat.

From then on, they mated like beasts in heat. The places he pinched and sucked turned red and swollen, but Derrick didn’t seem satisfied and continued to touch her all over.

Every time his lips brushed her skin, it felt as though her heart was melting. The warmth of each kiss seemed to express his love in a way words could not.

Is this what happiness feels like? Judith wondered suddenly.

She had once questioned why she was condemned to endure such trials—why she had suffered through a miserable marriage and had to part with the one who had cherished her so deeply.

Yet, in the end, the one she had thought of as a demon, disguised as fate itself, had returned to her. For Judith, this demon was no longer a malevolent force but a symbol of the happiness she had discovered on her own.

“Ah, hm, ha…!”

Her breath caught with each thrust. The forceful pounding made her body shake, causing her round bre@sts to bounce up and down. Derrick grabbed her bre@sts with his large hands, kneading them. He pinched her n!pples hard between his fingers, making Judith twist in pain.

“Stop, hm, stop with the bre@sts…”

“Why?”

“They hurt because you keep touching them.”

“Then blame your cute little n!pples.”

Judith shot him a glare, incredulous.

“Is it boring to only do it in the missionary position? Should I put you in an embarrassing position?”

He chuckled, his words lewd like those of a lecher who hadn’t had his fill in years. She was momentarily curious about what kind of embarrassing position he meant, but she knew that finding out would only embarrass her more, so she shook her head.

Derrick paused his vigorous thrusting and started massaging her buttocks. Although the thrusting had stopped, the shaft still embedded inside her made Judith unconsciously tighten her muscles.

“Did you feel empty not having a d!ck in you? You’re squeezing so tight.”

“Ah, hm, it’s just that yours is so big…”

“Are you trying to tempt me?”

He rarely frowned as he spoke, and Judith widened her eyes in disbelief at his scolding tone.

“When did I ever tempt you?”

“What else is it when a woman praises a man’s d!ck for being big while taking it in?”

He deliberately spread her buttocks apart to deepen their connection, speaking with such arrogance.

She had plenty to argue back, but Judith couldn’t say anything. The glans was hitting such a pleasant spot that her spine tingled, and all that came out were moans.

“Ah, ha…!”

“From now on, you’ll be in trouble if you praise another man’s d!ck. You’ll only take mine. Understand?”

Judith wanted to shout that she had no reason to ever see another man’s genitals, let alone praise them. But before she could finish speaking, his renewed speed cut her protests short.

Derrick suddenly lifted her onto his lap. Then, lying down himself, Judith’s upper body wobbled from side to side.

“Do it yourself.”

Finally, he gripped her hips firmly, allowing Judith to steady herself.

After hesitating for a moment, the lingering itch that hadn’t been satisfied made her start moving her hips on her own.