Chapter 41
His hands that were swiftly burrowed into her skirt had familiarly pierced into her centre. He then slowly nudged on her underwear, making Molitia clasped on his broad shoulders.
“I’m not sure when the servants will arrive but to do it till the end is…”
“I won’t.”
He whispered softly in Molitia’s ear. As he nibbled on it, her body trembled in pleasure.
“But still, I can listen to your moans.”
Raven steadily pushed her underwear sideways before stroking on her very core as his lips completely ravished Molitia’s. Even though the two of them were alone in their bedroom, she was still embarrassed despite knowing that the servants would never approach the door on purpose.
He spread her thighs once again before seizing and circling his fingers around her thick flesh. A tingling sensation ran straight down her back. Furthermore, she was becoming more sensitive as the thought of a person might enter their room pervaded her mind.
“Aren’t you getting wet already?”
Raven smirked satisfyingly. Despite her demureness, her body was extremely honest.
He kept stroking her clit as he pushed her underwear further aside. When Molitia responded eagerly to his caresses, he could feel his own arousal bulging hard.
He thrusted his tongue into her wide-opened mouth before invading it even further into the walls of her mouth. Her moans were then swallowed by him until it disappeared right at the tip of her tongue. Molitia closed her eyes tightly as his caresses on her clit were getting faster.
Knock, knock.
As soon as she heard the knock on the door, she abruptly raised her head in surprise.
“What is it?”
Molitia groggily came to her senses at Raven’s monotonous response. That was only after the flesh that was wrapped obscenely around her tongue had taken its leave.
“Dinner is prepared.”
“Come on in.”
Raven was speaking in a very casual tone unlike the nervous Molitia, who was slapping her already reddened face lightly with both of her hands.
Perhaps due to the excitement that had permeated through her body, the surreal sensation still lingered behind.
By Raven’s command, the bedroom door was opened cautiously by the servants before they entered the room.
There was no end to all the dishes that were being laid out. Starting from appetizers to the main courses, and even the desserts. This was because of the attentive butler who brought everything all at once in order to not disturb their precious time together any longer.
The endless procession had astonished the wide-eyed Molitia. She thought that her breakfast was already special but it turned out that it was nothing compared to this layout.
‘Did they prepare this much for the Duke?’
While Molitia was still in a bewildered state, they swiftly filled up the table with vigorous twists and turns. Knives and forks were settled comfortably between each of the many dishes.
“I’ll call you when we’re done. Until then, do not interrupt.”
“Understood.”
Just after Gilbert closed the door as he left the room, Raven amicably reached out to Molitia.
“You said you were hungry, so let us eat up quickly.”
“Oh, yes.”
Molitia’s hands were dancing on the plate with her knife and fork. A platter of cooked duck meat, an ashet of pork with garlic and a salver of beef with mashed potatoes. It was definitely a diet that was full of meat with the lack of vegetables.
With a piece of bread still dunked in the bowl of soup, her hands soon stopped its movements. She usually ate quite a little, therefore she couldn’t really taste that much of food.
Molitia slowly took a glance at Raven. He was already on his third serving.
‘Where does all the food go?’
It was such an enormous feast. When she thought about the amount of dishes that they were still enjoying, she suddenly recalled his well-toned muscles, which ultimately made her shake her head while blushing furiously.
“You’re not eating?”
“Oh, yes.”
Surprised by his sudden remark, she quickly placed her fork on the plate.
“This is already enough for me.”
“…enough?”
Raven was astounded as he watched her closely. She only had a bowl of soup complemented by half a piece of meat. That was far, far lesser than what Raven and his aides would usually consume.