In the Doghouse - Chapter 184
He quickly lowered both hands to grip his member tightly. Red lines appeared vividly on his delicate skin, even peeling slightly and stinging, but there was no sign of his arousal subsiding.
She continued speaking, motioning with her chin.
“One hand needs to go behind.”
Without hesitation, Richard brought one hand around to his back and moved it to his rear. As he inserted his middle finger into his behind, his hips jerked.
Courtney stroked her rounded belly with her palm. Lately, her appetite had noticeably increased. She wondered what dessert would be for tonight, allowing her mind to wander with thoughts that didn’t quite fit the situation, waiting until Richard grew desperate enough to plead.
“Master, can I… can I stroke it?”
“No.”
“T-Then, Master, may I stimulate the hole?”
“Not yet.”
Unlike the leisurely Courtney, Richard was at a loss. While Courtney embodied a harsh yet compassionate master, Richard fluctuated between a steadfast servant and a playful subordinate. But, no matter what, he remained an ardent dog.
Unable to resist further, he wiggled his hips with his finger inside, pleading.
“Master, Sasha is in heat, and my b***h hole is itching.”
Courtney let out a small laugh. Encouraged by her reaction, Richard even began to shake his flat chest, begging.
“Please, Master, please allow me…”
Courtney crossed her legs, irritated by the dampness of her underwear, only to readjust herself. It was already a struggle with her legs going numb, and she could only imagine how much harder it would be when her belly grew heavier—especially with not one, but two.
She found herself somewhat annoyed at Richard, who had planted two babies in her and was now off wiggling his rear on his own. Although she glared at him sharply, even his dazed expression seemed endearing.
Letting out a sigh, she granted him a generous permission.
“Only use your rear. No jerking.”
“Ahh, thank you, Master─!”
The moment Courtney granted her permission, Richard shoved another finger into his tight opening. As the lubricant used during their intimate encounter started to seep out, he quickly increased to three fingers.
Courtney watched intently as he reached his peak, stimulating only his rear while holding himself with one hand.
Suddenly, a new thought sprouted in her mind: she should truly make him her sub.
* * *
The harsh winter passed, and flowers bloomed where the snow had melted. In the imperial palace, a national festival celebrating the beginning of spring took place.
Unlike the final day’s harvest festival, which culminates in an imperial banquet, the national festival begins with a grand banquet on the first day. With many nobles having spent winter in their territories, the banquet hall was bustling with people exchanging greetings.
Even amid the lively atmosphere, many cast glances toward the platform. People attempted to read the emperor’s expression, who had appeared early in the hall, but his dignified face as a ruler betrayed nothing.
A lady whispered cautiously to the person beside her.
“Do you think… that rumor is true?”
“Well, we’ll know soon enough, won’t we?”
“After all, a divorce wouldn’t be such a big scandal. Crown Prince Richard was never one for gossip, so a strategic marriage shouldn’t be an issue, right?”
The lady who had been agreeing with her widened her eyes in surprise.
“Pardon? A divorce? What do you mean…?”
“Aren’t they separating? I heard that discussions of remarriage with a foreign royal family are already underway.”
“This is the first I’ve heard of it! How did this happen…?”
The woman, suddenly feeling more confident at her friend’s ignorance, continued speaking as though revealing a great secret, though she had also heard it indirectly.
“Didn’t you know? They say the baby she’s carrying isn’t of imperial blood…”
“Oh, that must be nonsense. Don’t say such sacrilegious things.”
The lady with a frown immediately cut her off, scolding her for such talk. Offended, the other woman muttered under her breath.
“But it’s suspicious, isn’t it? The complete lack of news makes it seem like they’re hiding something.”
“Well…”
Now it was her turn to look uneasy. Glancing around, she lowered her voice to continue, as though disclosing a secret.
“They say there was an oracle at the Great Temple. A very ominous one…”
“My goodness!”
“Shh! Don’t speak of it elsewhere.”
“Of course. An oracle from the Great Temple? Could it be that the gods are displeased?”
The two women weren’t the only ones making a fuss. Everyone in the banquet hall was filled with curiosity, buzzing about the Crown Prince and Princess, who had yet to appear.
If the rumors being circulated were ‘tame’ enough to speak aloud, one could only imagine the depth of the sinister speculations brewing in people’s minds.
Even though it was widely known early in the winter that the Crown Princess was expecting, the rampant, ominous rumors had a cause. No matter how cold the winter, small gatherings typically still took place. However, the Crown Princess hadn’t appeared at any events.
