Ever since her senses had been awakened, all she did was continually stimulate herself to experience that pl*asure.

“Huh!”

Elise, still shaking Argen’s g*nitals with one hand, pressed his face between her br*asts and moaned. Every time his high nose bridge or moist lips brushed against her tense n*pples, she lost control, biting her lip and tilting her head back in excitement.

What would it feel like if he spread her br*asts and sucked on her n*pples? What if moist lips nibbled and swallowed her n*pples?

Elise recalled the distorted face of Beatrice as she was being suckled excitedly by her father. The moment when her thinly opened eyes blurred with passion and heat. Just watching that had caused heat to boil within her belly.

Without realizing it, Elise reached for her nightgown but hastily pulled her hand away. Countless small buttons on her nightgown and the brooch pressing down on them seemed to choke her neck.

The moment her father’s brooch was flung away, a look of terror had come over Beatrice’s face.

‘Never, ever.’

Elise shuddered. In her ears, it seemed as if she could hear her mother’s stern voice.

‘To do such dirty things!’

“Huh……!”

Elise moaned, writhing in agony. She felt w*tness between her legs and her n*pples hardening, but she couldn’t possibly undress. It was like a last line of defense for her.

It was a body that no one, except for the maid who bathed her, had ever seen. She didn’t even properly know her own body. There was no mirror in Elise’s room. She could only vaguely glimpse her own reflection through the translucent window.

She never changed her clothes by herself, and even combing her hair was done by a maid. She could only wear ribbons or clothes that her mother had already chosen. Elise had no need to look in a mirror at all.

It was the same when she went to Rosaline’s villa. There was not a single mirror in that vast villa. So, Elise never even had a chance to question the fact that she couldn’t see her reflection in a mirror.

If she were to undress, what would she look like?

Would her body be as beautiful as Beatrice’s?

Thinking of Beatrice’s tempting br*asts and the pretty colored n*pples, and the sight of her father sucking on them, made her feel dizzy.

The mere imagination of showing her n*ked body to Argen and having her pretty-colored n*pples sucked sent a tingling sensation between her legs. But Elise, who could not undress at all, pushed her finger into Argen’s mouth instead of her br*ast.

“Suck.”

The touch of the tongue and the soft membrane gently wrapped around her finger. He chewed and gently sucked on Elise’s finger. Watching Argen suck on her finger like a b*by sucking milk, she imagined in her mind that he was sucking her n*pple.

“Haah……”

Just the thought made her w*t between her legs. Argen’s g*nitalia, tightly clenched in her hand, was growing hotter and firmer. The lightly colored gl*ns was engorged with blood and intensely red.

At that moment, Elise recalled the dark shadow of Beatrice, who had been sucking her father’s g*nitalia. The ecstasy on her father’s face as he moaned deeply, head thrown back.

Argen might make the same face if Elise put his g*nitalia in her mouth and sucked it. How pretty would he be, his face w*t and flushed like the tip of his pretty-colored gl*ns, trembling all over?

Elise wanted to put his g*nitals in her mouth and suck on them instead of shaking them with her hand, but that was an absurd idea. No matter how beautiful he is, a master cannot suck on a dog’s thing. Instead, Elise removed her saliva-soaked finger from Argen’s mouth and rubbed his gl*ns hard.

“Ah, ah, eugh, uh!”

Argen shuddered and moaned.

As his cheeks flushed and the moaning grew louder, Elise maliciously let go of his m*mber in her hand.

“Do it with your hands.”

“E, Elder.”

Argen blinked his eyes pitifully with a crying face, but when Elise looked down at him with her arms crossed, Argen eventually grabbed his g*nitals with his hand. The solidly erected pillar filled his large hand, and Argen began to shake his hand back and forth, glancing at Elise’s reaction.

“Faster.”

He blushed with shame, but soon his pl*asure took over, and he closed his eyes, bit his lip, and violently shook his g*nitals. The shaking hand made a rhythmic thumping sound and got faster and faster. When it seemed like it couldn’t get any faster, a milky fl*id spurted out from the bright red gl*ns.

“Ha-ugh……!”

The white s*men splashed up to Argen’s panting chest. Elise used the sticky l*quid as lubricant and smoothly rubbed his pretty colored n*pples. The more her fingers brushed against them, the harder the protrusions felt, standing erect.

“How is it?”

“Haah, weird, weird, huuh!”

“Just weird?”

Argen couldn’t contain his excitement and twisted his head. Elise didn’t miss the youthful excitement on his face. If he couldn’t suck her own n*pples, she wanted to suck Argen’s. She soon moved her head.

As Elise clung to Argen and sucked his n*pple, she seated him on her thigh and spread her legs.

Argen’s fingers slowly rubbed Elise’s swollen cl*toris and v*gina. In an instant, her underwear was soaked.

“Ah!”

Elise writhed and moaned. His tongue slowly swept across her earlobe, wetting it. Only the squelching sound filled Elise’s world.

“I want to suck it too, Elder.”

Her body shivered at his cool voice. Argen’s touch moved up between her thighs to her waist and soon gripped Elise’s chest as if it would burst. He kneaded Elise’s br*asts with both hands and nibbled her earlobe.

“Ah!”

As Elise moaned in excitement, Argen slowly rubbed her protruding n*pple through her nightgown. Elise gasped for breath, twisting her heated body, her eyes filled with an intense heat she couldn’t hide.

“Suck…… it.”

As Elise’s permission fell from her lips, Argen slipped his lips down her neck and unbuttoned her nightgown one by one with his mouth.

Even the nightgown was choking her, and Elise gasped for breath, heating up even slightly. As Argen slowly pulled down the nightgown, Elise shuddered once more with a sense of liberation.

“Ah!”

Argen bent his head and took Elise’s n*pple in his mouth. A hot and smooth sensation along with an unfamiliar and intense pl*asure boiled up from inside her. A tingling feeling that seemed both painful and tormenting spread throughout her body. The more she felt it, the more intense the stimulation she wanted.

“Suck it harder.”

Argen grabbed Elise’s chest tightly and sucked hard.

The sound of sucking resounded loudly in her ears, and Elise writhed in pl*asure.

But the more pl*asure overwhelmed her, the more a sense of guilt weighed down on her.

Is this really okay?

This is a very bad thing.

Elise was even seized by guilt in her dreams.

No. More than that, could it really be a dream?

Elise asked Argen as if to confirm.

“This is a dream. Isn’t it?”

Argen grinned and nodded.

“If Elder dreams it, then it’s a dream.”

“But, ugh!”

As if to interrupt her, he nibbled her n*pple with his teeth, and Elise threw her head back and moaned again.

It was definitely a dream. The sensation of Argen sucking her br*ast roughly, and the tight feeling between her legs.

It’s definitely a dream.

Pl*asure reached its peak, and it became unbearable. Elise let her exhausted body slump.

A drowsiness came over her again.

As she was falling into confusion, a strange voice reached her ears, like in a dream.

Yes, a dream.

It’s a dream.

A dream that ends when you wake up.

Argen was whispering in Elise’s ear. The uneasy feeling in her heart gradually settled.

Elise’s body slumped again as she fell back into confusion. Then, an unintelligible word followed the whisper.

“……It would be nice if everything was a dream, wouldn’t it?”

On the night of the full moon, the sound of a wolf howling, raising its muzzle high, came from over the distant hill. A beautiful wolf with a black shadow grinned with sharp teeth above Elise.

“Everything is a dream, Elise.”