Your Majesty is Annoying! Chapter 14

It was apparent that dea now had forgotten how to kiss too.

He almost laughed soundlessly.

Under the dim light, he saw dea’s red face.

Lyle felt drunk and tried to kiss gently.

He sucked her soft lips while being wary of pushing her too fast.

“Ha hu. … .”

A breath of bearing patience leaked out while the sound of wet lips grew louder.

Lyle hugged dea, increasingly enthralled with her sweet lips.

Her lips instead coaxed him to taste them deeper.

“Hnngh…”

dea kept trying to breathe by opening up her mouth a little wider.

Lyle sipped her saliva, and dea exhaled, her arms shaking.

“Haaa. … .”

With a deep sigh, Lyle’s hand started to move from her shoulder to the front opening of her dress.

When his hand touched her cool bare skin, goosebumps appeared.

Lyle stroked her dress down slowly, releasing her breasts from the confines of clothes.

Should I take it off completely? I couldn’t stand it until the dress was all undone.

Lyle had the thought that he had never been so excited, but soon he couldn’t entertain thoughts anymore.

As dea reclined, Lyle started to go up her skirt.

He felt dea’s “oooh” s and gasps as he pulled down her inner skirt.

Lyle’s rough palm slowly caressed and fondled her thigh.

dea felt her heart beating like crazy.

Do I like it? Or is it disgusting?

All I knew is that I was trembling.

‘Is it okay to do this?’

The Emperor is the Hero and belonged to Seira, but as long as dea was in the picture, nothing would go the way it was supposed to due to Lyle’s nature.

I can’t believe I am going to sleep with Lyle.

‘I’m sorry, Seira. I have first insure my life and then see what will happen.’

At least Seira had a talent with the sword. Other than her pretty face, dea was useless.

I didn’t know if the Duke loved his daughter but dea’s brother… … Oh, he followed her around a lot.

He was a sub hero who accused dea of being killed by the Emperor and tried to take Seira away.

As dea was preoccupied with her thoughts, Lyle’s fingers reached the space between her thighs.

In front of her tightly closed knees, Lyle was silent for a mont.

“… dea.”

“Yes?”

dea responded with a clueless and absentminded face.

Irked, Lyle looked down at dea.

“Open your legs.”

“Uh… … .”

dea hesitated and spread her legs a little.

Then Lyle grabbed dea’s thighs and spread them wide.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!”