Ice God and The Lady - Chapter 19

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Chapter 19

Holly panted as she fell onto the dirt floor. As her red face was wet with tears and sweat, her hair was tangled up — it was a mess. However, she did not know why her lower belly was becoming firm.

Cahill pulled her arm up and sat her on top of his thigh.

“Ah-huk!”

The genitals, which had not yet been pulled out, were pressed down by her weight and lodged even deeper. The very sensitive inner walls were sticking fully. Cahill silently ruffled her sweaty hair. His p*nis swelled up again as if the act a while ago had never happened.

Taking a breath, Holly put her arms around his neck and lifted her hips.

“Are you going to do it?”

Cahill, who had been touching and tasting her, grabbed her waist with lust.

The sound of the grass bugs could be heard in the distance. While she sighed and glanced around, he stared at her anxiously and put his hand inside her robe. His hand stroking her back was seductive. Her lower belly that was holding him was itching.

The only thing illuminating the surroundings was a dim bonfire, and there was no sign of a presence. Their joint was covered with a flowing skirt.

“If I do this, they won’t see it.”

Holly whispered in Cahill’s ear and slowly moved her hips. His eyes wrinkled at the welcome stimulation.

“Then, you should have done this from the beginning.”

He grabbed her buttocks and rubbed them quickly as if pleased with her attitude, which had changed to an active one. The passion, which had never sunk down, rose even more.

She lowered her head and sucked Cahill’s lips.

Holly tossed and turned her body in search of warmth in her sleep. Nonetheless, the skin that touched her cheek was cold enough to wake her up.

“You’re up?”

The voice she heard was close.

Holly struggled to lift her heavy eyelids. As soon as she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a white chest. When she raised her head, their eyes met, and the corners of Cahill’s lips drew an arc. Her heart sank with a thud.

It was very harmful to her heart to see such a smile on such a handsome man as soon as she woke up.

The only thing she saw in her eyes as she ran away from his gaze was his arm holding her. Holly fell asleep as if fainting watching the sky change color. It seemed that she fell asleep wrapped in Cahill’s robe.

A few days after leaving Centria, this became almost a daily routine.

“Cold…”

Even though they were so close, her body trembled. Holly dug into his arms and turned her head. She could see the bonfire that had gone out because the firewood had been burned out.

Holly looked up at him, clenching the flowing robes.

“Aren’t you cold?”

She asked, bewildered, as she rubbed her cheeks against his bare chest while chasing warmth. Looking back, even when the snow and wind blew, he didn’t show any signs of trembling.

“The place where I was born and raised is covered with snow and ice. It can’t be this cold.”

Looking back, his abilities were also specialized in ice, snow, and cold things. It may be natural that he is strong against the cold.

“Then, I will never go to your country.”

“Why?”

“I didn’t know before, but it must be very cold.”

Unaware of the shadows on Cahill’s face, Holly replied with a shrug of her shoulders.

Centria, where she grew up, has little change in temperature, making it possible to wear a minimal layer of clothes for the whole year. However, since she left the house, she couldn’t stand it unless she had to put on two layers of clothes.

‘Is it because I went with Cahill?’

Holly thought, glancing at Cahill.

At the time, she didn’t know what it was but considering that snow was covering the surrounding trees and the ground, it wouldn’t be an absurd guess. In any case, there was no way that she, who suffered from the cold like this, could stand in a country like a freezer.

“I said you would be treated as my friend.”

At that moment, Holly lifted her head and looked at his face as she heard the subdued voice. Cahill was gazing down at her with a furrowed brow.

“If you say you’re coming, I can give you anything like that tree.”

He grunted, pointing with his chin at the wood she had picked up for firewood.

Holly looked at him with a strange face. Working at the inn Hallidem, she had seen countless people trying to seduce her by showing off what they had. However, what Cahill was proud of was the branch that could be picked up anywhere in the forest… It was the first kind of seduction.

“Yes. Please, invite me later.”

As she smiled, Cahill looked at her with disbelief.

Holly lifted her upper body and kissed the tip of his chin. Then, she grabbed hold of him and pulled herself out of his arms before he kissed her deeper. She had been using her body all night, so it was sore, but not to the point where she couldn’t move.

‘I got used to this, too.’

Holly, who was slowly moving, stopped. It was because she could feel the slippery liquid flowing down from her inside. She shut her eyes tightly in a dizzying sensation and let out a pained sound.

‘I shouldn’t let him do it inside. It’s really annoying.’

She then grunted inside and lifted her skirt. It was clear that when the act itself began, her head would be blank, and she would not be able to think. Holly sighed and put her hand in to wipe it though she could feel Cahill’s gaze.

Licking his lips, he was staring at her exposed legs.

“I just want to clean it. No more.”

At that, she looked at him with sullen eyes and uttered a warning.

“Can I do it?”

Cahill held out his hand with a smirk, ignoring her fierce gaze. Holly stared at his hand. It was a smooth and soft hand. Her thighs tremble at the thought of his white hands moving between her legs. She got embarrassed.

“I cummed inside, so I’ll clean it up.”

As if reading her refusal, he hurriedly spoke.

“Don’t say…”

Holly contorted her face at his explicit choice of language. It was not wrong, although she felt repulsed.

“You can’t even see it. I will clean it well.”

Suddenly, Cahill sat on his knees at her feet.

‘…What kind of prince can easily kneel?’

“Hold my shoulder.”

Holly hesitated and grabbed his shoulder. Cahill smiled gladly at her and took a handkerchief from the pocket at his waist.

At first glance, it was expensive silk.

“Wait. Are you going to use it to wipe my bottom?”

She groaned and pushed his shoulder. It would have been better to take out any clothes and wipe them. Still, he held her tight like a tree in the ground and managed to get his hands inside her skirt.

“A handkerchief is originally meant to wipe something.”

Holly finally nodded at his calm tone.

Well, the owner itself says it was fine. As a prince of a country, was there anything precious about silk or anything…?

“Open your legs.”

Cahill’s voice was lower than usual, probably because he was holding her inner thigh and lowering his head. Even though she knew she didn’t mean it, her face was burning. Then, a soft cloth brushed against her secret place. It tickled, so her hand gripped his shoulder.

Holly bit her lip not to let a moan out.

“Uhk…!”

“Does it hurt?”

But, Cahill raised his head and glanced at her when she groaned unknowingly. As she shook her head at his worried eyes, he sighed in relief and moved more cautiously than before. Surprisingly, he cleaned her secret place diligently and without much effort.

As Holly lowered her eyes and stared blankly at his head, she kept moaning.

The entrance that had received him all night was tingling.

‘I’m glad my first partner is Cahill.’

Although he did a lot, he was kind and listened well. A faint smile spread across Holly’s lips.

After roughly wiping her secret place, Cahill tried to put the dirty handkerchief back into his pocket.

“Hey, why put it there?”

Cahill tilted his head as Holly gasped and grabbed his hand.

“You can’t throw garbage in the forest.”

Naturally, Holly lost her words and almost let go of the hand holding him. He was a strangely well-educated prince. Cahill opened the pocket opening as her grasping hands lost strength.

“Then, give it to me. Because I have something to wash anyway.”

Holly, who was suddenly on her senses, took the handkerchief from his hand and threw it into the clothes she had taken off before shoving it into the corner of her bag.

‘By the way, when did I wash?’

After moving away from the river that she discovered the first time, she couldn’t even find water except for what she had to drink. Belatedly, she thought about not washing her face, her body soaked in sweat and body fluids.

Holly raised her arm and sniffed, contorting her face. Her body smelled damp.

‘He has been biting and sucking these things.’

She blushed in embarrassment and glanced at Cahill.

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