Forsaken Princess’s Secret Bedroom 128
The Forsaken Princess’s Secret Bedroom chapter 128

in the room
“Ernel.”
“hurry.”
Even as he said that, his body was tightly entangled in her body.
He always had the face of a pure and merciful priest, more like a mean devil than anyone else. Her eyes dimmed as his long fingers brushed her thighs.
If you go on like this, you might end up doing crazy things with Bastian in front of the door. Llewelyn gently pushed Ernel away and went out to the inner room.
“What are you doing?”
Llewellyn asked without opening the door.
It was natural. She was very disheveled. I couldn’t show Bastian how it was. There… … .
Llewelyn looked back. The existence of a beautiful young man with his upper body removed was like that of a husband and wife.
Ernel, who had followed her, patted her neck and traced her body. One door, there is a person beyond the door. That alone gave me an eerie feeling.
“… !”
Llewelyn tried to hold her breath. However, there was nothing he could do about Ernel’s hand groping over his clothes.
“Are you going to leave me and go to another man?”
Ernel bit Llewelyn’s ear. Why are you doing this today? Llewelyn realized once again that this man was originally like that.
Ernel pretended to be holy, but had a bad personality. Llewelyn had to be careful not to let her breath out.
“Llewellyn, open the door! Llewellyn!”
“Open it.”
Ernel smiled softly and whispered. Llewelyn shut Ernel’s mouth.
“Now, do you mean to tell me to mix flesh with the priest?”
Ernell said, removing Llewelyn’s hand.
“What do you mean by knowing? He will never kill you.”
“… … .”
Llewelyn looked at him fatly, then tightened her hand to cover Ernel’s mouth again. she said outside.
“What’s going on?”
“Yes, I want to see your face.”
At Bastian’s words, Llewelyn looked at Ernel.
The excitement cooled down a bit. My body got hot because of the stigma… … .
“Ernel, would you like to hide for a moment?”
“Are you a secretive husband?”
Ernell said with a laugh. Llewelyn was startled, but she trimmed her messy outfit and put on the thin shawl she had hung from the chair.
She opened the door only after confirming that Ernel had gone inside.
“Brother.”
Bastian appeared to have run away in a hurry. Llewelyn looked at her brother standing in front of her. He stared at Llewelyn for a long time.
“What happened? Why are you suddenly showing my face?”
He grabbed her hand and hugged Llewelyn. Llewelyn opened her eyes wide and pushed him away. The sudden hug shocked her.
“Oh… … .”
Looking at the stiff Bastian, Llewelyn sighed.
“Sorry. I was suddenly surprised.”
“… … .”
“What made you want to see me?”
“That is, you… … . you… … .”
Bastian bowed his head like a scolding child. Still, he glanced at Llewelyn.
At that moment, there was a hook, a sweet, dark scent. Bastian stared blankly at Llewelyn. recalled cheeks. moist eyes. Red lips slightly swollen as if someone was coveting. he bit his lip.
“If nothing happens, I will close the door.”
“No, I came to have tea with you!”
Bastian exclaimed. Llewelyn looked at Bastian’s desperate expression.
Llewelyn still had a sweet dark scent. Bastian’s neck went up and down. As his eyes began to lose focus, Llewelyn said.
“Brother!”
“Oh, well.”
“I’ll drink tea next time.”
“Why why?”
Llewelyn pondered what to do, then sighed and said.
“I’m battling with a guy. I was just about to do it.”
“you you! what!”
Bastian’s face turned red at Llewelyn’s bombshell remarks. He looked at Llewelyn’s bewitching figure.
“Aren’t you ashamed in front of your brother?”
“Don’t you know that the reason I mix my body with a man is not because of promiscuity, but because of a curse.”
At that, Bastian bit his lip again. Llewelyn looked at Bastian with a casual expression.
Had it not been for Pamela’s curse, Llewelyn would not have intermingled with the man.
“The curse stigma engraved on me is rampant. Brother, please step back.”
Bastian couldn’t say any more at the outspoken refusal. He looked at Llewelyn as if he had suffered a great betrayal. Still, she couldn’t take her eyes off her messy look. His blue eyes lost focus.
Blue eyes turned to the white, slender neck. His lips moved as if to suck at the nape of his neck and indulge at any moment.
“Then, brother, please come back.”
Whether or not he knew that he had already deceived a man, Llewelyn lowered his eyes. It was ambitious, but considering the situation she was in, it could not be said that she was ambitious.
what kind of guy What kind of man did Llewelyn bring him into the bedroom?
Bastian stared at the sadly closed door.
*
The moment Llewelyn looked back, Ernel hugged her from the waist. As if being sucked into a swamp, she was embraced by Ernel.
After Ernel imprisoned Llewelyn in the wall, she coveted her body. He took off his neatly dressed clothes again and kissed the center of his chest.
I remember now. He warmed up Llewelyn more slowly and carefully than the others. It made him cry out of Llewelyn’s mouth.
“Isn’t that too much for him?”
“Am I doing too much?”
Llewelyn spoke briefly, taking a deep breath. His delicate touch gradually dyed his body red.
A beautiful self filled Llewelyn. Llewelyn couldn’t help but kiss him on the body, and he smiled.
“I was not used to it at first, but now I am used to it. It’s a little sad.”
He smiled sadly and shook his head. As soon as he remembered something, his eyes lit up playfully and he sat down on the chair.
“Come here.”
Why are you doing this all of a sudden? Would you like to have a conversation? But would his body still be excited?
Llewelyn hesitated to follow him, and suddenly he grabbed her hand and placed her on his body.
Llewellyn flinched. It was because he could feel his lively body between his wet legs.
“There is no rule telling you to lie down. There is no way to do it standing up.”
“… … .”
“I don’t want to volunteer alone.”
“… … Ernell.”
“Huh? You want to do it with me.”
He whispered and stroked Llewelyn’s back. Goosebumps swelled up. Ernel moved as if to appease Llewelyn. She bit her ear as she averted her gaze in embarrassment and embarrassment.
I couldn’t even imagine doing it like this. I’d rather call Tristan. It looked crazy.
“I’m going to call Tristan.”
At those words, Ernel hugged Llewelyn tightly.
“Do you think I’ll let you go?”
“… … .”
“Llewellyn, I always think of you. I’m not the one who licks Llewelyn’s toes and dances like them.”
“… … .”
“I do not serve or follow you.”
Llewelyn didn’t answer. Because he was playing with his hands. The most important thing for her was to put up with the obscene voices that were trying to come out of her.
She was panting. Even though his body was already fussy, he didn’t seem to want to mix unless Llewelyn came out actively.
“Then you, uh… … . What is it?”
“I do not know… … .”
As he indulged Llewelyn’s breast, he smiled and kissed her. Llewelyn’s body moved with excitement at the deep kiss. It was soft and graceful.
Even thinking about it again, Ernel had a bad personality. Llewelyn made herself want it.
While he was distracted by the kiss, Ernell gently lifted Llewelyn’s waist. Llewelyn flinched at the sensation she felt between her legs.
The body fit smoothly and effortlessly with the slow movement. It was sudden, but soon her body adapted to Ernel.
A sweet squeaking sound came from between the lips facing Ernel, along with saliva. Then he said, pulling his own lips from Llewelyn’s.
“Am I the one who licks your lips or your tongue?”
He smiled and moved his body. Llewelyn eventually grabbed Ernel’s waist and allowed her to move. The tension was relieved by the flow of flowing water.
Ernel was leaning on the backrest and looking up at Llewelyn.
Both cheeks of Llewelyn, who had closed her eyes without seeing Ernel, were red. Ernel watched the scene slowly.
Those clumsy people wouldn’t have time to enjoy this face leisurely. I will go crazy with my desires.
With a smile on her face, Ernell continued to move. An obscene sound filled the room.
It does not matter whether he is a priest or the Pope, who is the head of the clergy. There is no hesitation in just holding the woman you love.
“Llewellyn.”
He looked at his love so beautiful. Seeing her exhilarated by her own pleasure filled her heart.
I have already abandoned God, but if there is a God, I am talking about this woman. He got drunk on Llewelyn at the sweet scent.
“You are pretty.”
In fact, Ernell knew why Llewelyn was mating with her. Just as he once surrendered himself to pleasure, Llewelyn is also suffering from the reality in front of him and is trying to escape with pleasure.
Just as the Pope embraces the princess, the princess also coveted a beautiful man and did not let it go.
Ah, maybe even this relationship is so lovely.
Ernell looked into Llewelyn’s amber eyes and smiled. The ego glowed with a dazzling light.
*
It was a gloomy morning before dawn. The beautiful Pope changed his clothes, kissed his lover and left the room.
There is no one here to force him. He wrote allusions to keep no one near him. So he never met anyone until he reached his destination.
“who… … .”
“I came by the order of the princess.”
Ernell smiled brightly. In fact, it’s okay to reveal his identity, but for fear of escalation, he disguises himself as the face of one of the Red Knights.
The sinners who were sleeping crouched raised their heads. He was Llewelyn’s younger brother and mother.
They were in different prisons. Still, it was funny how close they were to each other with a grate in between.
Ernel smiled as he approached the ‘purpose’.
“Hello?”
He cleared the hint. A boy with reddish brown hair and amber eyes stood up rubbing his eyes.
Outside the prison, with the white moon behind the window, he smiled like an angel. And after a while, the boy’s desperate scream resounded.
The Forsaken Princess’s Secret Bedroom chapter 128

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