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Chapter 05
The pale moonlight illuminated the man. Eda’s body went rigid.
The person before her was completely naked. A solid, stone-like muscular body was revealed. It was a muscular physique different from Ivar’s body.
“I thought you might have run away again.”
At those words, whether joking or serious, Eda bit her lip without realizing it.
Astaldo’s sharp gaze fell upon Eda’s dry, red lips and did not move away.
Astaldo’s eyes gleamed intensely. He was surely waiting for an answer. Eda lowered her head and spoke.
“That… I’m… sorry.”
Astaldo gazed silently at Eda.
An overwhelming pressure, as if a boulder stood before her, emanated from him.
As he slowly approached her, she could see his body rippling with each movement.
It was clearly a man’s body. Eda’s gaze lowered, and the moment she recognized his arousal, she was shocked.
This man now wants a relationship with her. Why? Even after seeing this body?
But she could not understand. The only thing she knew was that she had to accept him, no matter how overwhelming it was.
No, before that, who was this man? No matter the customs, was it possible for him to sleep with his brother’s wife?
“Was my brother a good man?”
A good man? That was something she could not say even as a joke.
But she could not say he was trash either.
Astaldo had said he respected his brother. If he heard his dead wife insulting his brother, this man would surely become angry.
“Yes…”
Before Eda could say anything, his lips devoured hers.
He parted her soft lips and thrust his large, thick tongue inside.
“Hh, hhuuhp!”
She instinctively tried to pull her head back to catch her breath.
But the man moved his face and continued to ravage her lips.
His thick tongue pushed in, filling her mouth completely. As Eda gasped, unable to breathe, he pulled his head back, looked at her, and said in a low voice.
“It doesn’t matter if you hate this. You’re going to sleep with me now.”
Eda found his display of lust strange. It was as if sleeping with her was his sole purpose.
His large hand grabbed and pressed down on her wrist. Even though Eda had no intention of escaping, he did so anyway.
It tickled. As he pressed his lips against her body and kissed her again, it became hard to breathe.
He did not have the foul stench that came from Ivar. Rather, his cool scent made the kiss somewhat bearable for Eda.
At that moment, his hand stroked her thigh. She flinched at the heat.
Then, that large hand, which had been gently stroking her thigh, slowly crept upward and cupped her breast.
A frustrated, breathy moan escaped her. With the barrage of kisses and caresses, Eda’s body swayed precariously. Finally, his arm wrapped around her waist and sat her on the bed.
He swiftly removed her clothes and stared at her body with a fierce expression. Eda flinched and tried to cover herself.
Surely he would despise her body. Just as people and Ivar had done, he would hurl insults at her.
Eda was accustomed to such ridicule. They criticized her for being ugly, and mocked her shy personality as strange.
Astaldo’s gaze swept over Eda’s body, and he let out a scoff.
It was a laugh that sounded sharp somehow. As if he would grab her by the throat and ask how she dared to think of becoming the Grand Duke’s wife with such an ugly body.
He lifted her chin and began to lick it as if savoring candy.
“My brother must have liked your neck.”
Eda could not bring herself to say anything. His expression was plastered with some emotion, but Eda could not identify what it was.
He squeezed Eda’s breast. She was startled, but soon his soft tongue began to suck at its tip.
“Did my brother do this to you?”
“Ah, ugh!”
A wet, sucking sound echoed through the room.
Despite Eda clamping her hand over her own mouth, the rough movements of his hand made her unsightly gasps escape anyway.
“Make some noise.”
Her face flushed red. Her body was already heating up from just his lips and tongue.
As she felt his subtle touch, Eda’s eyes widened and she squirmed.
Why, why was he doing this? But Eda could not speak. Simply, her body stiffened at this unfamiliar act.
This, this!
Eda tried not to look down. She wanted to tell him to stop. It was that frightening.
She recalled Astaldo’s naked body, his aroused form, bathed in moonlight.
Eda instinctively tried to rise, but Astaldo’s strength pushed her back down.
“I told you. You have to do it with me.”
“……”
“Even if you hate it, even if you resent me, you have to do it.”
This was unbearable. This was clearly overwhelming. But perhaps sensing her hesitation, he moved impatiently, and Eda let out an involuntary low moan.
At his heated gaze upon her, Eda instinctively tried to cover her eyes, but both her wrists were pinned.
It was as if he was punishing her. Eda let out a sharp cry.
“Did my brother do this? Tell me, Eda.”
Eda could not answer. When she remained silent, he moved his body even faster.
The characteristic sounds of intimacy filled the air. It wasn’t painful. But his movements were extremely rough.
“Ah, hh!”
“Tell me, hmm?”
“Ah!”
She could not answer. Truly.
“My brother… must have loved you. Cherished you, adored you.”
His heat churned inside her and then plunged deep.
Tears welled in Eda’s eyes. His tone carried a bitter note, but Eda could say nothing.
Of course, they were not sleeping together out of love, and she knew she had to do this. It was a wife’s duty.
But this man, this stranger, kept speaking to her, saying things.
Eda did not tell him to stop.
Neither did he stop.
Eda’s body shook with the cruel, rough movements.
Smooth friction from slick sweat, ragged breaths, rough motions.
Eda lay weakly, mingling her flesh with her husband’s younger brother, Astaldo.
Finally, he let out a low groan.
Eda looked at Astaldo, the younger brother of the husband who had held her. He, too, silently stared at Eda’s face.
Eda averted her gaze and tried to rise. But Astaldo gripped her buttocks firmly and pressed his body against her again.
The heat had not subsided; it had grown even hotter.
That was clearly contrary to her knowledge.
Her dead husband, who had panted like a dog while holding a woman, had always gone limp quickly.
He lifted her body and positioned her on top of him.
Realizing what he intended to do, Eda’s eyes widened. Heat, more heat, swiftly drove Eda into ecstasy.
“Hh, ugh, ugh!”
Even though they had already been intimate, this sensation still felt unfamiliar.
When she met Astaldo’s gaze with tear-filled eyes, he brushed her hair behind her ear, then grabbed her hair and roughly claimed her lips.
His tongue and manhood, ravaging her body to the point of suffocation, made her mind hazy. The stimulation was so intense that she even forgot about the wound on her knee from trying to escape.
It was as if she had become a beast. She bit her lip, and soon climaxed once more.
Eda collapsed against Astaldo’s chest, gasping for breath.
It was the final night of her husband’s funeral.
