Chapter 77: Yuriel Wayne Dayna Alfred (11)

༺ Yuriel Wayne Dayna Alfred (11) ༻

Yuriel had a dream.

A lucid dream.

But she could not move in her own lucid dream.

She was simply experiencing the dream from a third-person point of view.

Her body and her mind were disconnected.

And her dream......Was a lewd one.

In front of her, stood Ferzen.

Holding her arms above her head, he continued to nibble at her fair nape. Some of his bites even managed to draw some blood.

And each time this happened, her body quivered in ecstasy as her womanhood drooled.

After some time, Ferzen whispered something in her ear.

But because it was a dream......She couldn't hear any of it.

Then he laid her body on the bed, and greedily attacked her bosom, sucking on her pink peaks.

Yuriel was stunned by this.

Yes, she was ashamed of her own dream.

.......Could it be that deep down she still craves his affections? Enough to manifest this sort of a shameful dream?

Both her nape and her bosom were marked by him.

However, eventually Ferzen stopped teasing her bosom and grabbed her hair, bringing her face in front of his erect shaft.

Her body moved against her will, kissing and licking the mighty member numerous times.

This was humiliating.

But her body didn't share her own mortification, as she could see it panting shamefully.

Yuriel already knew where this was going.

Before long, the monstrous member violated her mouth, as she was treated like a mere object for his pleasure.

Her throat bulged to accommodate his size as tears slipped out of her eyes.

But her body continued to look at Ferzen with a lust-filled gaze.

Even though she couldn't hear any of it......

Her other senses were clearer than ever.

She could feel his sword inside her mouth pulsing and swelling.

And she could taste his thick seed that flooded her mouth.

Her body coughed and spat some of it on the bed.

But as if punishing her for wasting his seed, Ferzen pinched and pulled her pink peaks.

He pulled her hair and struck her face on the puddle of his wasted seed.

......Slurp.

Her body vulgarly licked the seed...... As if tasting the most delectable food in the world.

'Ah......'

Not satisfied, Ferzen squeezed her bottom roughly and spread it.

Yuriel could clearly feel the way her womanhood and anus quivered in anticipation as if trying to bewitch the man staring at them.

Then, leaning against her, Ferzen whispered in her ear once more.

But she couldn't hear it.

However, as soon as he whispered in her ear, her body spread her privates to him, presenting him with her drooling womanhood and twitching anus......

Perhaps he was making her beg for his member.

'You whore......'

Yuriel couldn't help but curse at this sight.

......Even though she was in fact cursing her own twisted desires

Suddenly her warm folds were invaded by his throbbing member, as it buried itself deep within her.

But no matter what she felt, the sensations were still muddled, since it was a mere dream.

Ferzen lay on top of her as they started mating like animals.

At the primal feeling of having her womb filled with his seed, Yuriel's mind shuddered with pleasure.

But no matter how many times her womb was bathed with his seed, it was never enough.

Their mating became something wild, something......Animalistic.

And Yuriel became entranced with the sight presented to her......She simply loved how everything came to be.

At this moment, Yuriel felt......Complete.

* * * * *

"Mnnn.......Ugh!"

Due to her climax, Yuriel woke up from her dream.

Her underwear was wet.

It needed changing.

But, at the moment, Yuriel was content in tasting the afterglow of her pleasure.

After a while, Yuriel rose from her bed while breathing heavily.

Rustle......

And when she raised her nightgown......

Her underwear was wet, no it was drenched.

"Tsk......"

With a sour mood, Yuriel changed her underwear and fixed her messy hair.

'My body......'

Was completely healthy.

With this, if the doctor came to check on her, she would be able to dismiss him.

'Stupid favors......'

For Yuriel, such things as a favor without a time limit were things to be wary about.

Just like an empty promise.

'I don't need it.'

But was that the truth?

She needs it.

But she didn't want it.

With those thoughts in mind, Yuriel approached the bed and sat down.

If she married Ferzen, how would Lizzy react......

Would she be capable of understanding?

Yuriel was already aware of what the Claudia Family went through, and why their family married her elder sister.

"......"

For as long as she can remember, the Claudias had a strong hate for Ferzen.

But as she thought about Ferzen, Yuriel remembered her dream......

She looked at her lower body.

And measured the size of his member.

'It was just a dream......'

Something of that size just wouldn't be possible.

"Ah......"

Realizing what she did, Yuriel slapped her cheeks several times in order to clean her conscience.

Knock.

Knock.

'He came early today......'

6:50 A.M.

The doctor usually appeared at 8 A.M.

Getting up from the bed, Yuriel opened the door.

"Uh............."

But the one beyond the door was not her doctor.

"Professor."

Geralt Ren Millien Asran.

He came to her.

Geralt stood beyond the door with an umbrella shielding him from the rain.

Usually, the etiquette demanded she invited him inside......But Yuriel couldn't do that.

"......I apologize for intruding on you professor, however, since I couldn't find you in your office, I had to use my information network."

"Uh........"

"Imagine my surprise when I discovered that this residence belongs to Professor Ferzen and that you were seen leaving the Academy in his carriage."

"......"

Although Geralt's words were polite, there was a hint of anger in his tone.

"And pray tell, what are those marks on your neck?"

"Ah......"

Yuriel hurriedly raised her hand and covered her fair nape.

"So you have laid with him already huh......I heard he married not even 6 months ago, so is this some sort of an affair? From what I see your night was rather......Rough."

"Geralt."

"He is even more despicable than I thought."

"......"

"And seeing that you welcome him......You are more lustful than I had ever imagined."

"Shut up."

"Even though our engagement is purely political, I have treated you with sincerity. So was fun seeing me make a fool of myself?"

"It hurts......!"

Geralt held Yuriel's wrist roughly.

"I know that Alfred always had an inferiority complex towards Brutein. So you bowed to him because of it? But the funny thing is that he is a Louerg now. Compared to Asran his name means nothing.......In the north we are the Bruteins."

"......"

"You Will become my wife, that is already set in stone. Whether you have an affair with him is none of my concern......However, for your own good, I suggest you come with me now."

"......I haven't slept with anyone......Yet."

"And you hope me to believe your words?"

Geralt chuckled.

"Prove it."

"What?!"

"Prove your chastity."

"You are out of the line......"

"You are the one who crossed the line!"

Jerk!

Yuriel flinched at his tone.

Avoiding his gaze, Yuriel opened her mouth.

"First of all, you misunderstand something...... I'm not his mistress, nor have I ever laid with him. I've never been intimate with anyone."

"Then enlighten me, why are you here? Didn't you tell me you preferred to stay in your office than to rely on someone?"

"......"

"You are a contradictory person, Professor. I don't think it is unreasonable of me to expect an explanation of you."

Little by little.

Geralt's mood cooled, as he continued.

"......Let's go."

The hand that held her wrists, pulled her.

Yuriel struggled as she was being dragged out.

Stomp.

The distinct sound of a man's step.

A simple yet luxurious black suit and a white shirt.

A beautiful black brooch adorned his tie.

Furthermore, both his elegant shoes and sleek umbrella were also black, creating a cohesive appearance.......

As the figure blocked Geralt's way, he glanced at Yuriel and spoke.

"Aside from my doctors, other guests are unwelcome in this house."

"......"

"So kindly see yourself out."

Ferzen folded his umbrella and calmly approached Yuriel.

Then he tried to remove Geralt's hand from her wrist.

"She will become my wife."

But Geralt didn't back down, his posture was tense.

"......From the way you speak, some would think that a married woman is staying at my house. Geralt Ren Millien Asran. Be careful with the barbs on your words."

"I can see that you are more shameless than I expected."

"One who does not act cannot be an accurate judge of character."

"Ah......"

At Ferzen's words, Yuriel tried to cover the traces he left on her.

But Ferzen gently stoked her nape, as if showing the marks of his conquest.

"Hm......A lot has faded......"

"Please don't......"

What the fuck is he doing?

Yuriel thought as she lowered her head, but this only allowed Ferzen to display the traces on her neck even more.

"I shall discuss this with the Elder of the Alfred Family."

Geralt opened his mouth, no longer in control of the situation.

Because of this, Ferzen had to fight a bubbling laugh coming from deep within him, when he heard such words.

"Do as you please."

'Lord Asran......You'll need to prepare for the bid.'

However, the winner of this 'auction' was already decided before it even began.

'I won't even need to bid, and even then I shall receive the prize.'

Even if they managed to accumulate mountains of gold.

Corleone would stop at nothing in order to accomplish his desire.

TL NOTE: Yuriel is down horrendous man......

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