Chapter 54

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Translator: Harry Potta
Chapter: 54
Chapter Title: A Lesson in Anatomy
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This was, of course, not what Aileen had intended to see. She had only meant to check for the scar, but was suddenly confronted by a colossal serpent. Aileen froze as if she had met Medusa’s gaze.

While Aileen remained as still as a statue, Cesare removed his leather gloves, one by one. As the black leather gloves dropped to the floor with a soft thud, thud, the only thing left on Cesare’s hands was the wedding band on his left ring finger.

Aileen, who had been staring blankly, shuffled backward on her bottom, driven by an instinct for survival. But there was nowhere to run on a bed except further across it.

She had, in fact, been curious about intercourse with Cesare. His touch had been frightening and strange, but it had ultimately led to intense pleasure. If just half a finger could feel so good, she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to take a real man's member inside her.

The sound of Cesare’s voice, coaxing and soothing her, was also pleasant. Unlike his usual composed tone, this voice, laced with impatience and excitement, sent a thrilling jolt through her lower belly every time it flowed into her ears.

So, while she was nervous about their wedding night, she wasn't unbearably afraid. She knew that, in the end, Cesare would make her feel good.

Now that she was the Grand Duchess, she naturally had duties to fulfill. And so, Aileen had resolved to do her best tonight…

“…It’s not… not that I dislike it.”

The words came out in a stutter. Aileen asked him cautiously.

“Can this really go inside?”

When he had put his finger inside before, it had been very painful and difficult. The pain had been considerable, and only after Cesare had spent a long time touching her meticulously could she feel pure pleasure.

She had struggled so much with just one finger; there was no way a cudgel like this could fit. Anatomically, it was impossible.

But seeing Aileen’s grave expression, Cesare didn’t share her concern. Instead, he just smiled. Suppressing his laughter, he beckoned to her with a flick of his finger.

Aileen, who had shuffled away, slowly approached him again. Cesare didn’t answer her question, posing another one instead.

“Want to touch this, too?”

This time, he didn’t force her hand. He simply let his long eyes curve into a mischievous crescent, whispering in a low, sensual voice.

“You’re curious, aren’t you?”

Aileen glanced up at him, then stealthily lowered her gaze to the object in question.

She felt bad for thinking it, but her first impression of Cesare’s member was that it was grotesque. It bore little resemblance to the diagrams of the male anatomy she had seen in books. Perhaps it was the difference between a drawing and the real thing, but when his erection appeared before her, she felt truly overwhelmed.

Its thickness and length were like a forearm, its surface ridged with bulging veins, and below it, a scrotum as large as a fist, all radiating a palpable heat. Compared to Cesare’s, the organ in the book seemed like that of a mere child.

Still, the longer she looked, the more she grew accustomed to it. Once she was even slightly used to the sight, a pure curiosity began to poke its head out. Without realizing it, Aileen found herself studying Cesare’s penis with the intense focus of a botanist.

*He’s tall, so I suppose this part of him is large as well?*

Cesare was much taller than the average man. His hands and feet were large, so it seemed this part of his body had grown to match. The slight upward curve of his penis was unusual.

The flower, the reproductive organ of an angiosperm, exhibited various forms for the sake of propagation. Perhaps Cesare’s reproductive organ was a more evolved form. A shape like this might be more advantageous for reproduction…

As she stared intently at his member, Cesare once again coaxed her gently.

“Go on, touch it, hmm?”

“…”

“You need to get used to it, little by little. You’ll be seeing it often from now on.”

His tender whisperings made Aileen’s resolve waver.

*If I touch it… will he like it?*

Even if she couldn’t appear to be an experienced adult, she wanted them to at least have a pleasant night together. She didn’t want to always be the one receiving.

Letting him inside was frightening, but touching him seemed manageable enough. And as Cesare had said, she needed to get used to it. Aileen summoned her courage and reached out.

Her hesitant hand moved with frustrating slowness, but she dutifully followed Cesare’s instruction, her fingers finally making contact.

“!”

But the instant her fingertips brushed against it, she recoiled, startled by the unfamiliar texture and heat.

“It’s all right.”

Cesare didn’t get angry or rush her. He simply waited for her to try again. Aileen gathered her courage once more and reached for his penis. Figuring that at this rate they would get nothing done all night, this time she boldly took hold of it.

The penis in her hand pulsed, twitching hotly in her grasp. A deep groan escaped from above her, and his firm abdomen tightened even more, twitching.

Before a startled Aileen could let go, his large hand covered hers. Cesare held her hand and slowly rubbed it against his length.

The bulging veins on the thick shaft pressed against her palm. Thick beads of pre-ejaculate began to drip from the head.

“Hahh, Aileen.”

Cesare groaned her name. Looking up at him, Aileen remained motionless, surrendering her hand to his control.

His brow was deeply furrowed. The sight of him was unfamiliar—his eyes contorted, his chest heaving with ragged breaths.

Seeing the impatience and lust swirling in his red eyes made the hair on Aileen’s arms stand on end. This was Cesare, who was always so relaxed and composed. The realization that her own hand had undone him was unbearably thrilling. A strange sensation stirred in her untouched nipples and between her legs.

*I want to see more.*

Swept up by a strong impulse, she tightened her grip on him. At her shy but proactive response, his penis swelled even larger. Fully erect, it twitched, the head seeming to swell.

A gush of fluid from the tip made Aileen look up at Cesare in surprise. As their eyes met, the muscles of his body clenched, their defined lines becoming even sharper.

Cesare let out a seething groan and moved her hand in short, quick strokes. Her palm, slick with his fluid, rubbed roughly against his shaft, making a lewd sound.

She couldn’t tear her eyes away, as if captivated by him. For some reason, watching the fluid flow from Cesare’s penis made Aileen feel a tingling sensation between her legs, and she felt herself growing wet.

The moment she parted her lips slightly, a sense of longing washing over her, Cesare clenched his jaw. He abruptly pulled her hand down from his shaft.

“Ngh, haah…”

At the same time, a thick fluid shot from the head. The white liquid spattered across Aileen’s chest, dripping down in a sticky mess. It trickled down the curve of her round breasts, pooling over her peaked nipples like mother's milk.

It was only when the fluid she was covered in began to drip below her breasts that Aileen realized she had taken his semen on her chest.

Mortified by her state, Aileen stared up at Cesare with a dazed expression. She couldn’t believe she had just watched Cesare ejaculate right before her eyes.

The corners of his eyes were flushed red. His face, still bearing the afterglow of his release, was sinfully handsome. Cesare narrowed his eyes and gazed down at Aileen.

She thought that now that he had found his release, he would be a little calmer. But that wasn't the case at all. On the contrary, his eyes were burning a far deeper red than before.

For a moment, Aileen thought he might throw her down on the bed and force himself inside her. But the look that had sparked a flicker of fear in Aileen quickly vanished. Cesare smiled tenderly and brushed his finger across her lips.

“Sorry, did I startle you?”

Only then did she realize some of his seed had splattered on her mouth as well. After wiping her lips clean, Cesare smoothly removed her semen-stained nightgown. In the blink of an eye, Aileen was stripped of her gossamer wings and left bare.

Tossing the nightgown to the floor, he lifted Aileen effortlessly and placed her in the center of the bed. Still reeling from the shock of being covered in his release, Aileen reflexively checked his groin. And received an even greater shock.

“Ah…?”

Letting out an involuntary sound of confusion, Aileen stared at his penis and said,

“Cesare… It… ah, I think it’s gotten even bigger than before…”

The member that had just erupted was now jutting upward with even greater vigor.