It was a Political Marriage, But I’m Being Loved - Chapter 84

When Charlize eagerly agreed to cast the Lust Spell on him too, Achilles became certain once again that she truly loved him.
After all, her reaction was practically the same as saying she wanted to embrace him whenever she pleased.

Or maybe… she just wants to see me lose control?

Either way, it was a blissful thought for Achilles.
He knew he was far more jealous than he let on, and he knew exactly how to stir that jealousy.

All he had to do was think about Valter Bianchi, and the fire would rage inside him.

Of course, Charlize couldn’t possibly realize this.
Which meant, practically speaking, Achilles would be able to trigger her Lust Spell whenever he wanted.

He carefully crafted matching Lust Spells—one for Charlize and one for himself.
He also modified hers so that it would activate whenever he felt jealous.

Her energy still makes it tricky to cast spells on her…

But he had grown used to her overwhelming power.
After all, he had spent so much time using magic to protect her whenever her energy became unstable.
It was only natural that he had adapted.

Charlize curiously touched the glowing symbol that had appeared on her lower belly.
On Achilles’ abdomen, a similar but slightly different pattern glowed.

“Is it done now?”

“Yes… Would you like to test it?”
Achilles asked, gently caressing the mark on his own body as if it were something precious.

It was a spell that would activate whenever Charlize wanted him.
To Achilles, there could be no greater blessing.

Charlize blushed deeply, hesitating as she stared at him.
The spell hadn’t activated yet, which meant she was still shy about it.

I can’t exactly trigger it myself, Achilles thought.

Right now, it was just the two of them in the room.
There was no one around to make him feel jealous.
If her spell suddenly activated for no reason, she might become suspicious.

“Um… Won’t it be awkward if the spell suddenly makes you want to… you know, right away?
It might be uncomfortable for both of us…”

“It shouldn’t be too bad.
When it activates for me, I’ll simply crave your body fluids,” he whispered.

Hearing that, Charlize squeezed her thighs together, her face turning a deeper red.
She knew he meant her fluids… and thinking about it made her heart race uncontrollably.

Achilles, already aching to taste her, moved closer.
They were both naked, seated on the bed, facing each other— it was the perfect moment to begin.
The spells could wait a little longer.

“Huh? Did it activate?”
Charlize asked when Achilles leaned in and kissed her.

He trailed his eyes over her flushed face and replied:

“No… I simply want you, Princess.”

With that, he gently pushed her down onto the bed and began showering her lips with kisses.

Charlize let out a soft sigh as she welcomed his familiar, searching tongue.

His fingertips traced her silky skin with slow, deliberate strokes,
sending shivers through her body as she instinctively pressed her thighs together.

“Are you even aware of how tempting you are right now?”

“Eh? Ah…”

Achilles grasped her knees, smiling wickedly as he gently pried her legs apart.
Without missing a beat, he continued his deep, claiming kisses, making her breathless.

Tilting his head, he kissed her even more deeply, and Charlize, overwhelmed, twisted under him.

Holding her thighs firmly with his knees, Achilles reached up to cup her soft breasts, squeezing them as they bounced with her every squirm.

“When you try to hide yourself like this, it only makes me want to uncover more,” he murmured.
“Are you hiding because you’re already this wet?”

One hand moved lower, trailing slowly over her folds.
Charlize trembled, shaking her head frantically.

“N-not that wet… ahh—!”

His fingers slipped inside just a little, making a wet, sticky sound as he teased her sensitive inner walls.

Blushing furiously, Charlize squeezed her eyes shut,
but Achilles’ mouth found her ear and whispered: “Are you sure? You’re making such naughty sounds…”

“Ahh, nngh…”

The teasing strokes grew bolder, and the wet sounds grew louder as he rubbed her from within.

Blowing his warm breath into her ear, Achilles whispered again: “I’ve barely put one finger in…
Once the Lust Spell activates, you’ll be dripping even more.”

“T-that’s not true… ngh…”

Charlize’s weak denial only made him smile.

He captured her lips in a fierce, desperate kiss, stealing her breath away.

This was no longer the slow, gentle kiss from before— he tangled their tongues together wildly,
and Charlize, unable to resist, wrapped her arms around his neck.

His fingers pushed deeper inside her, deliberately grazing her most sensitive spot— not directly, but just enough to make her hips jerk instinctively.

“Haa… ngh…!”

Charlize stared at him with pleading, desperate eyes,
and Achilles, finally unable to resist, slipped a second finger inside her.

As he stroked and teased her most sensitive place, her body arched against him, trembling with need.

Pinning her down with his body, Achilles stared at her with a gaze full of pure, ravenous desire.

“I won’t give it to you until you activate my Lust Spell.”

“Ahh, what…! Nngh…”

Charlize’s entrance, already swallowing two, now three of his fingers, clamped down greedily as if craving even more.
Achilles swallowed hard, tasting the sweet heat of her tender inner walls.

He moved the hand that had been kneading her breasts downward and gently parted her folds.
Charlize shivered weakly, shaking her head slightly as if in protest.

As if she really means it.

Achilles, who explored her night after night without tiring, knew exactly how to make her feel good.
Scooping up the glistening nectar from within her, he spread it over her sensitive bud and began to rub.

Her slender waist trembled and arched helplessly.

“Hnn, ahh…!”

Showering her quivering lips with kisses, Achilles began tormenting her entrance, scratching lightly at her clenching walls with his fingers.

Adding relentless stimulation to her swollen bud, Charlize sobbed helplessly, kicking her legs open wider.

“Nngh, ahh! Hnnn!”

Her vision flashed white as waves of climax crashed over her one after another.
Achilles kept his lips sealed to hers, watching the pleasure blur in her tear-filled blue eyes.

They looked so heartbreakingly beautiful, wet with tears of ecstasy.

Please…!

He wanted her to crave him so badly she would activate his Lust Spell.
His excitement built unbearably, wondering at what moment she would finally desire him.

Charlize, still trembling after a series of intense climaxes, lay sprawled on the bed, her gaze unfocused.

The moment her dazed eyes fluttered closed, a rush of heat spread through Achilles’ lower abdomen.

He realized: she wanted him now.

Bittersweet frustration and overwhelming joy tangled inside him. After everything, she truly desired him.

“Princess.”

“Haa, haa…”
She panted heavily, dazed.

“My Lust Spell has been activated.”

The surprise in her clouded blue eyes only made Achilles shiver with delight.

He had been hard for a while already, but now, the faint glow of the spell’s mark on his abdomen confirmed it.

“The way you squeezed my fingers so greedily told me everything,”
he whispered.

“A-Achilles…”

“My sweet rose.”

Slowly, he withdrew his fingers, raking his knuckles lightly along her tender walls.
The empty, trembling entrance puckered as if begging for more.

Achilles pressed the tip of his throbbing shaft against her slick opening, rubbing it roughly against her.

“Nnngh!”

Just that friction made Charlize whimper, looking up at him with pleading, wet eyes.
It was enough to drive him mad.

I was planning to take my time tonight… he thought bitterly.

But his restraint snapped.
Pre-cum was already dripping from his tip as he pressed against her.

He had wanted to tease her, to make her cry out in pleasure from his mouth alone.
But that was impossible now.

“As you wish… I’ll give it to you.”

With one firm thrust— Puuush—

He sank in to the hilt, buried deep inside her in a single motion.

Even though he had prepared her with his fingers, her tightness gripped him so snugly that he nearly lost control.

“Khh…”

The emotions flickering across Achilles’ golden eyes, the pure pleasure drowning Charlize’s teary blue gaze— both were intoxicating.

This.
This is what I wanted to see, Charlize thought dazedly.

Feeling him throb so deep inside her was incredible,
but even more thrilling was seeing his normally calm face twisted in pleasure.

Why does it feel even tighter…?

She already knew the slick, heavenly sensation of having him inside her.
But now, with the Lust Spell active, her body was even more sensitive, and his reactions were even more intense.

It’s too soft… too good…

The first time Achilles had entered her, he had almost lost his mind— and now it was even worse.

His body trembled as he started thrusting urgently,
making Charlize cling tightly around his neck.

“It feels so good… ngh…”

He muttered without thinking, and Charlize’s eyes widened— Right before Achilles began to move.

His hips slammed into her, his thick shaft relentlessly hitting the exact spot she loved.

“Haah! Hnnng!”

The wet sounds echoed shamelessly between them, yet all Charlize could feel was pure bliss.

It’s not fair… she thought vaguely, clinging to his body as her own twisted and shuddered with pleasure.

Achilles… it’s your fault I’ve become like this.

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