When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

A bright moonlit night sky illuminated the structure outdoors.

In a place with only the floor and ceiling, the two figures moved. Ian picked up Laritte and carefully set her down on the wooden floor. The shirt he had taken off was tucked behind Larittes back.

His upper body, without his shirt, was clear in her eyes.

She observed his collarbone with the sound of waves coming from afar. Even at night, the color contrasted very well with her bare hands, as his skin was very dark. Laritte could see the small cut under Ians collarbone and tight muscles.

How fascinating.

The veins passing over the muscles were very clear.

She didnt know because it was usually hidden under his clothes. Or was it more so because he was supporting his upper body while trapping her underneath him? Laritte was curious and pressed the spot where the veins were.

Of course. When one saw something that was poking out, wouldnt anyone want to touch it?

The problem was that Ian reacted when Laritte pressed the other persons solid stomach.

Ugh.

Ian was already at the moment when his mind was fading. Because of that, at that moment, what the person under him did was something similar to seduction.

A sound similar to a growl escaped from between sharp, hard teeth like a wolfs.

Are you going to keep provoking me like this?

Ian gazed at Larittes hair, which was tangled on the floor as it glistened in the moonlight. This scene alone was already driving him crazy enough.

He took a deep breath.

As the nanny told me, so Laritte wont have a hard time, I have to do a little I cant lose my mind like this already.

Only half of his own stamina.

As Ian made his vows stronger and more serious than when he made his oath to be a knight, Larittes attention was drawn to another vein in his torso. His upper body moved as he took a deep breath, so she was even more dazed.

I want to press it.

The desire was even greater than that of a hamster obsessed with moving sunflower seeds.

Ian told me not to provoke him, right?

Perhaps, he didnt like her pushing his veins. Nonetheless, the bizarre obsession overcame her consideration for the other person.

Laritte squeezed the veined flesh again.

Dont touch me.

Ian went mad as the tips of her cold fingers touched his heated skin. His mind raced wildly as he thought about the nanny, who told him to refrain from doing it

That

The nannys requests became more and more vague. In the end, he completely forgot what was said to him.

Ian?

Ian moved quickly enough to surprise Laritte. Then, his lips moved over Laritte, moving all over her body.

Laritte thought that he saw her as a sherbet that needed to be melted and eaten

Again, she was embarrassed by her ignorance. Now, exactly what process was this all about? The reason why she was so active in attacking Ian was because of the contents of the book.

On your honeymoon, you have to make a child!

Still it was very vague about what actions they had to go through to have a child.

Is this the right course?

She seriously questioned that.

In the meantime, Ians kiss was getting faster and faster. Contrary to Larittes blank eyes, her inside was urgent. She, of course, couldnt ask him. She didnt keep her mouth shut, unlike when they kissed, which was odd.

Ian tried to undress her with hasty, rough hands.

Of course, most of the times he took off other peoples clothes was when he was collecting bodies on the battlefield. Now that he was out of his reason, he couldnt unbutton Laritte right away.

This, why wont it

Ian Wait, Ian?

Laritte tried to stop Ian because the atmosphere was strange right now She couldnt go back to before.

Now, Laritte only had to be eaten by Ian.

The sound of waves crashing came from the distance.

* * *

A ray of sunlight came through the curtains and bothered Larittes eyes.

Uhhh

As her eyelids opened, Laritte noticed that she was lying neatly in the middle of the finest, softest bed worthy of the Duchys budget alone.

Where was this?

She rummaged through her head with a frown.

Yes

This was the villa where Ian and Laritte were supposed to stay for the night. She even remembered the circumstances of last night.

So. We made a child in the gazebo We moved to the villa and Again, again.

As she struggled to raise her upper body, the blanket fell softly like silk. At that moment, Laritte nearly let out a scream.

.!

Her whole body ached. She was about to shed tears.

Aahh.

Her voice was gone.

Not to mention her shoulders but also her neck, back, waist, legs, and feet. There was no place that wasnt aching. Was it really this hard when you made a child?

All married couples live like this.

Was it such a difficult job to be a married couple?

Why didnt anyone tell me? If I did this every day, my muscles would be able to roll across the meadow.

Couples are really great. Cant we hire married people as knights?

Even after being revived, Laritte became healthier. Still, if this continued She didnt even want to think as she got goosebumps.

Ian was not in this sunny room.

Ian Reinhardt had woken up before sunrise. He was preparing to go around the villa and wait on Laritte. Tidying up, he wanted to make sure that she was not uncomfortable in addition to cooking as well.

While slicing an egg in half in the kitchen, he sensed Larittes situation with his brilliant ears.

The wife was awake.

It was already lunchtime, but Ian had no intention of blaming her for oversleeping. Well, what time did he put her to bed?

Laritte, are you awake?

Ian smiled softly as he opened the door.

Laritte thought idly with only her upper body raised. Why was that person so fine? She didnt even have the strength to lift a finger, and she couldnt pull back a single strand of her hair that was now bothering her eyes.

Ian moved around and started preparing Larittes breakfast.

Wash your face, my love.

Yeess

Soft towels and wash water were provided, but the temperature of the water was shockingly appropriate. What couldnt he do for her? Even the things he couldnt do can be accomplished through a hundred trials and errors.

Ian gently tucked Larittes hair as she brushed her teeth.

Please rest while I finish preparing your meal.

At his words, Laritte gave a sloppy nod with a dazed face. She didnt have the energy to get down to bed. Then, her eyes caught a small decorative bookshelf. When her gaze landed on it, Ian took the book and gave it to her.

Laritte received the book helplessly.

Is Ian a puppy?

He seemed like a smart dog that would give her anything.

She had no intention of reading it, actually.

However, since Ian went out and she was alone on the bed, Laritte decided to flip through random pages.

A picture of a brown bear appeared. It was an animal picture.

She stopped breathing when she heard that bears could move hundreds of kilometers continuously. It was fortunate that Ian wasnt really a brown bear If he had that good of stamina, she might have really died.

Still Were the same people, how can Ian be okay? Hes not as energetic as me, but he must be working hard.

Ian was really fine, but Laritte was mistaken.

Just in time, she saw Ian back in the room.

Laritte, do you like potato salad? Or just a salad Are you reading the book intently?

When he said that, Laritte gave the book to Ian, who was standing by the door, to see.

Its an animal picture book. A bear came out, and how scary it is.

Ian must have loved her reading the book. He sat next to the bed and asked.

What are you afraid of?

The bears stamina is truly frightening. If you were doing fine today like a real bear, you could have done what you did last night today as well.

Uh, um

Ian thought.

Can they do it today?

He can still do it. It wasnt that hard last night, either. Laritte seemed to be out of breath, so he only belatedly regained his reason and restrained himself.

Ian licked his lips.

Then, would you like to feel it for yourself? How good is my stamina?

As he climbed on top of Laritte, he saw her wince.

What? What are you talking about? No.

Really We cant?

Laritte had a good idea.

She kept winning rock-paper-scissors against Ian, right?

If thats the case, well decide with rock-paper-scissors. Whoever wins can ask for everything.

Of course, Laritte knew she was going to win since she didnt even know when Ian would not lose. He could have won against Laritte through his hawk eyes, but

The result was Ians victory.

Nonsense. Why Whywhy did you send out paper?

She couldnt believe the result. However, the reality hasnt changed, and her straight face changed to a pale color.

It was an extremely exciting honeymoon for only one person.

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