Chapter 14: The End (1)

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Not long after Viviana learned Alto’s secret, the elderly Duke Fortuna, who had inherited the domain, came up to the capital. He was deeply angered after receiving a one-sided notice of the wedding’s postponement.

The Duke stormed into the drawing room, fuming as though he might strike his grown grandson with his cane at any moment. But upon hearing of the sudden progress between Viviana and Alto during his absence, he was left dumbfounded.

"This is truly astonishing."

The Duke’s face, wide-eyed and dazed, was strikingly similar to Alto’s. And so, in Viviana’s mind, the image of some distant ancestor, whose name she did not even know, arose unbidden.

Feeling uneasy under the Duke’s gaze, Viviana gave an awkward smile and lowered her head. The Duke nodded in approval, praising her again and again.

“I thought you would bolt the moment you saw Alto’s true form. But you are far braver than your grandfather. He barely managed not to run away.”

“So that’s how it was.”

It was something she only learned later: Duke Fortuna’s favour toward the humble Knight Lorentz was not merely repayment for saving his life. In the heat of battle, Knight Lorentz had not only hidden the Duke when he had transformed into a beast, but had also kept that secret for the rest of his life.

At first, Duke Fortuna, who had been watching him closely, unsure when he might reveal the secret, came to trust him enough to believe that if she were his descendant, he could accept her as a granddaughter-in-law.

‘Grandfather truly kept his secrets well.’

After hearing the full story behind the engagement, Viviana sighed inwardly. Still, how nice it would have been if she had been given a hint, since she was to become the granddaughter-in-law of this family.

‘If that had been the case, I wouldn’t have had to take the long way back.’

If she had known in advance that Alto had a secret, could she have grown closer to him more quickly? Viviana shook her head at the thought. Without the painful and humiliating memories of their married life, she wouldn’t have clung to Alto so desperately. And in that case, Alto wouldn’t have revealed his secret either.

'Still, it was really harsh.'

On top of his daughter-in-law’s suicide, Duke Fortuna’s oppressive behaviour had reached the point where no ordinary person could endure it. Not only did he abuse his only grandson, Alto, but he also gave Viviana a warped form of sex education, fearing that her beauty might unsettle Alto’s reason.

Although Duke Fortuna was haughty and arrogant, he seemed to realise that he had overstepped, and he bowed his head in apology to the two of them.

“I’m sorry. My misjudgment almost caused you to suffer for the rest of your lives.”

"It-it’s not like that."

"Please take good care of my grandson."

In any case, his affection for Alto was genuine. Although the suffering he caused was great, Viviana couldn’t bring herself to be angry at the Duke, since she could, in a way, understand the sincerity of his feelings

The awkward conversation with Duke Fortuna ended thanks to Alto. Alto grabbed her hand and pulled her along.

“Come here, Viviana. We agreed to choose the wedding floral decorations together, remember?”

"Yes."

Although he said they were going to pick flowers, in reality, they were going out on a date.

Even though some of her misunderstandings about the Duke’s discipline had been cleared up, Viviana was still uneasy with him, so she didn’t refuse when Alto led her out of the Duke’s room.

Alto kissed Viviana on the cheek. The attendants who passed by in the hallway, seeing the scene, murmured “Oh my, oh my,” and quickly stepped aside. Viviana blushed, covering his lips with her hand, and narrowed her eyes as she called his name.

"Alto."

She meant for him to stop, but seeing Alto look at her so affectionately softened her heart. Still, if this continued, the prestige of the Fortuna family would be at stake. Viviana sighed.

“Don’t show affection in the hallway — it’s embarrassing. You’re about to inherit the title soon, after all.”

She couldn’t fully understand it, but a high-ranking duke had to appear cold and strict. Naturally, it was considered proper to keep a certain distance even in his marital relationship. In high society, being called a devoted husband was closer to mockery than praise.

Alto knew the nuances of such situations even better than Viviana, yet he didn’t nod obediently at her words. With pleading, puppy-like eyes, he looked at Viviana and took her hand, pulling it toward him.

“…Then come this way.”

Alto opened the nearest room, locked the door, and immediately pressed his lips to Viviana’s. Overwhelmed by his ravenous advance from the very start, Viviana lost her balance and leaned against the door for support.

Alto hastily lifted the hem of her skirt and, while kneading Viviana’s soft, white thighs, continued their kiss. In an instant, his heated breath spilled over the bridge of her nose.

Viviana raised the corners of her eyes to signal that this wasn’t right and called his name again.

"Alto."

Even so, Alto, thoroughly aroused, couldn’t stop. He pressed his erect cock against her as he repeatedly kissed her lips. When Viviana turned her head to avoid him, he firmly held the back of her neck and whispered.

“It can’t be helped. Viviana is unbearably lovely at every moment.”

And once again, their tongues tangled greedily. The only relief was that he didn’t seem intent on rushing straight into sex — though judging by how aroused he already was, it seemed it wouldn’t be long.

His large hands popped open the buttons with quick, easy flicks, and the neat, round-necked dress slipped down in an instant. As he tugged at her undergarments, they slid down, pressing her breasts together in the middle, almost as if her nipples had been purposely brought close to be sucked. Alto didn’t hold back, eagerly drawing a nipple into his mouth, areola and all.

The lewd sound of him sucking at her soft flesh was obscene. Afraid her moans might slip out into the corridor, Viviana bit down on the back of her hand. She tried to keep up some pretence of composure, but in this situation, resisting arousal was sheer torture. In no time, her underwear was already damp.

Viviana looked down at Alto, who was sucking her breasts, her face flushed. Pouting, she grumbled in a petulant tone.

“How did you manage to hold back all this time?”

“I’m not sure.”

Perhaps because he had confessed his secret to Viviana and it had been accepted, Alto’s expression was much softer than before. He answered with a gentle smile.

"I'll leave it to your imagination."

“…That answer is even more frightening.”

The man she had always thought was ascetic turned out to have a far stronger sexual drive than most. And yet, she had requested a breakup because she believed he wouldn’t be able to satisfy her in bed.

‘It was like tearing up a first-prize lottery ticket without even scratching it.’

Viviana had actually acted that way. The only reason their relationship could change was that he stopped her when she tried to break up without a second thought.

Viviana shivered at the thought of what might have happened if she had parted ways with Alto then. With genuine gratitude, she sincerely thanked him.

“Thank you for suggesting we try to work things out on the day I wanted to break off the engagement.”

"No. The one who truly had courage was you."

If Viviana hadn’t come to him, the two of them would have remained forever on parallel paths.

And there was one more person who had played a crucial role in turning them into such an electrifying couple: the maid, Leta, who had introduced Viviana to a high-heat romance novel that could rightly be called the ‘bible of sex.’

“I suppose I should reward the maid who gave you that book as well.”

At Alto’s words, Viviana shrugged her shoulders.

“I’ve already done plenty for her.”

Viviana granted Leta the reward she had hoped for. She was reassigned as the caretaker of the mansion’s library.

‘She was delighted, saying she could freely buy as many new romance novels as she wanted with the funds.’

In fact, Leta’s job came to consist of organising and managing those very books. For Leta, who truly loved romance novels, it couldn’t have been a happier role.

‘She even said there were no more books to read and was thinking of writing her own. Soon, she might become an author and quit being a maid.’

Of course, that would be a joyful thing as well.

Thinking about Leta, Viviana pouted and spoke to Alto.

“More importantly, you owe me a reward. Do you know how much emotional stress I’ve endured all this time?”

"...?" 

The painful, lonely days of their married life had become a memory only Viviana kept. Alto tilted his head, unsure of what she meant. Viviana let out a soft laugh and pulled him into an embrace; she didn’t feel the need to bring up those times.

Instead, she whispered like this.

“Hold me sweetly, so that all my lonely memories disappear.”

✦ ✦ ✦

With Viviana’s permission, any thought of restraint vanished. Alto began to explore her body in earnest. His large hands stripped her dress completely away. Then, with a firm tug, he grabbed the nipple that had swelled from his earlier sucking.

"Al-Alto! Wait a minute!"

A sharp jolt of pain made Viviana’s waist shudder. He wrapped his firm arm around her and pressed his lips to hers.

The sudden rush of warm, solid flesh thrusted deep into her throat, pressing against her inner walls like a rod being driven in. Startled by instinctive fear, Viviana tapped Alto’s shoulder, but his solid frame didn’t budge.

"Ngh."

Breathless, Viviana turned her head away, trying to avoid his lips. But before she could even catch her breath, Alto claimed her mouth again, plunging his tongue deep and tugging firmly at its root.

"Angh!"

All the while, his hand never stopped tormenting her nipple. He pinched it between his index and middle fingers, then pressed down hard with his thumbnail, as if crushing a cherry. Sharp, needle-like stings radiated from her breast, throbbing relentlessly. Viviana clutched his arm and hung on, as if begging him to stop.

With her lips sealed, her cries couldn’t escape, and she only whimpered inside his mouth. Alto shivered with a jolt of ecstasy.

It was a strangely conflicting feeling. He wanted to cherish her more than anyone, and yet, as they shared body heat like this, he also felt an urge to overwhelm her, to bring her to a shattering, messy surrender.

Squeezing her breast as if milking it, red handprints bloomed across her pale skin like bruises. Even that sight was beautiful, and Alto pressed his lips to her breasts again and again.

He had only fondled her breasts, yet Viviana went limp, pressing her weight against him. With a smirk, Alto let the hand that had been caressing her breast drift down to explore between her thighs.

Her underwear was already soaked through. He could tell from the tangy scent of her arousal, so it wasn’t necessary to touch her, but he did anyway — partly to tease, partly to let Viviana know what was coming next.

Because now, he intended to savour not her breasts, but here.

Even if Viviana had once been a noblewoman who indulged in self-pleasure, that was all in her past life. Now, she had never even explored her own body with her fingers.

Spreading her legs apart, Alto knelt before her, lifting her damp underwear to look at her most intimate area.

The hole where they had roughly made love the night before had turned a tender, angry red. Around the plump flesh that had borne the friction, tiny raised marks of irritation had formed.

'Even though I loosened her up plenty.'

No matter how well-loosened her hole was, relentless friction from his brutally large cock inevitably left it raw.

Under Alto’s gaze, her tense opening twitched as if puckering; it was because Viviana had unconsciously clenched.

When he raised his head, Viviana, eyes brimming with tears, quivered with a face flushed as red as a tomato.

“I-I’m embarrassed. C-could you at least close the curtains…”

Being so openly exposed in the bright light, her most intimate parts laid bare — it was no wonder that waves of shame washed over her.

His fiancée, who had boldly demanded sex first, could still tremble like this in shame.

She never even imagined that such behaviour would only stoke a man’s desire even more.

'Ah, I want to fuck her.'

His reason teetered on the brink of snapping, and he felt as if he might turn into a wolf. But Alto barely clung to the thread of his sanity. If he gave in and buried himself inside her like a beast, it was certain she would be even more badly hurt.

‘No. I have to loosen her more. Until she’s completely soft and yielding.’

Alto knew better than anyone how hot and pleasurable her softened inner walls were. As he spread the red flesh with both hands, he saw her clitoris, still mostly covered by its hood, gently revealed. Alto didn’t hesitate to touch it with his tongue.

"Kyaah!"

Startled, Viviana let out a loud scream, forgetting that her voice could carry outside. She immediately grabbed Alto’s head with both hands, sobbing even more than before.

“P-please. This isn’t something to do in such a bright place.”

Though her words said otherwise, her lower opening kept dripping sticky fluid — clear evidence of her arousal. Alto pressed his lips together and sucked roughly, just as he had at the root of her tongue. Viviana’s legs trembled uncontrollably.

"Ahng!"

She felt a sudden rush of heat.

While diligently pleasuring her lower parts with his mouth, Alto slid his fingers into her damp opening. Obediently, it swallowed his fingers as if savouring them, without the slightest resistance. Pleased by this, Alto busily worked his fingers in and out.

"Haah!"

With her clitoris being licked and her inner walls stimulated by his fingers, it was only natural that Viviana reached climax almost instantly.

Viviana gripped his silver hair tightly, arching her back as her body shook violently. A clear fluid spurted out, as if she had urinated, soaking Alto’s shirt while he knelt before her crotch.

Trembling from her climax, Viviana finally broke down in tears at the sight before her. Her face flushed bright red as she sobbed like a child, shouting at Alto.

"I don't know! I told you to stop!"

She was so cute and lovable that Alto couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh and pull her into his arms. He then kept pressing kisses to her face.

"Don't cry, Viviana."

"Do I look like I wouldn't cry? I'm so embarrassed I want to bite my tongue and die!"

“If you die, I will die too.”

"What kind of answer is that now?!"

Well, Alto was completely sincere. But he had no intention of putting on a stern face and frightening Viviana further. Instead, he kissed the bridge of her nose and whispered.

“It’s alright. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. After all, we’re going to be married.”

"That’s because you’re not in my position! Imagine if you came on my face!"

"...Ugh."

At those words, blood rushed to his cock, making it throb painfully. She was truly a genius at arousing him, so much so that he wondered if she was doing it on purpose.

Alto scooped up the sniffling Viviana, lifting her as if she were a child.

Since the room was sometimes used for guests, there was no bed, only a sofa draped with a large cloth. Alto pushed the cloth aside with his foot and laid Viviana down on it. Her brief sobs had stopped, but her nose was still red. Finding even that endearing, Alto kissed the tip of her nose.

"I'm sorry. I was being mischievous."

“…You say that, but you’re going to do it again, aren’t you?”

“...”

Alto couldn’t lie, so he stayed silent. Viviana gave him a sharp glare.

“I asked you to hold me sweetly. You rascal. You liar.”

“You’re just too beautiful.”

“Don’t try to brush it off with words like that. Do you have any idea how embarrassed I am? I… on your face…”

As she spoke, a fresh wave of shame washed over her, and Viviana’s shoulders and neck flushed red. Alto kissed her cheek, then the tip of her chin.

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. It’s only sweet.”

“Liar. How could it be sweet?”

“I mean it.”

Even when he gave a definite answer, Viviana shot him a look as if she couldn’t believe him. Alto lowered his eyes, as if stung by her sharp expression. Yet his next actions betrayed not the slightest hint of sulking.

“Since you won’t believe me, I have no choice but to show you that I’m serious.”

His thick fingers parted her naturally spread slit as she lay on the sofa, scissoring inside her and stirring her depths.

"Angh!"

Viviana let out a sweet moan. Her damp inner walls softened and spread with the movement of his fingers, then quivered and clutched them tightly. The warm flesh clung to his fingers like sticky rice cake.

Alto licked his dry lips and slid in another finger. The hole that had barely taken one finger now swallowed three with ease.

His fingers spread and explored her tight inner walls, carving a path within. A tingling sensation from deep inside made Viviana’s hips arch involuntarily.

"St-stop..."

"Should I stop?"

Alto asked in a low voice as Viviana groaned softly. With tears pooling in her eyes, she glanced at him, pouting her lips before swiftly tilting her head back.

"...” 

It was her way of saying she didn’t want to stop.

Alto found her coy response unbearably cute. Deciding that such honesty deserved its reward, he pressed his lips to her most intimate place once again.

"Anngh! Ah!"

As he sucked her clitoris again and probed her opening, her thighs tensed, clamping down on his head. Alto remained diligent, unyielding even as she tried to push him away with her legs, licking her most sensitive flesh. The moment his fangs grazed her delicate skin, Viviana let out another high-pitched cry, splurting her arousal.

Completely drained from two climaxes, Viviana lay limp with her legs spread apart, panting heavily.

Her unfocused, hazy eyes took in Alto kneeling before her, his fully erect, veined cock being roughly stroked.

"If I went in like this, it might be too much for you."

Sex with Alto never ended in just one round. He knew this, too. Or rather, he intended to have one release on his own first before continuing with her.

With a dazed expression, Viviana watched his cock throb and sway, his jaw clenched as if stifling a moan, and the muscles in his neck taut with exertion.

"Ngh."

Perhaps already aroused from caressing Viviana, Alto climaxed after only a few strokes, his cock spurting semen in a thick stream. It arced gracefully before splattering warmly across her smooth stomach like honey

Alto exhaled roughly, gripping her thighs. Then, as if aware of her gaze, he answered with a small smile.

"As expected, I’m not embarrassed at all."

A beat later, Viviana realised his reply was in response to, "Imagine if you came on my face!" But she had no time to retort.

Even after ejaculating once, his cock stayed fully erect as it drove into her, parting her open. Pierced to her deepest point in a single thrust, she let out a sweet moan.

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