Chapter 22

Elle Point of view
I delicately placed the food in my mouth while holding the chopsticks in my hands. What occurred last night is still playing over and over in my head, and I don't want to say anything for fear that someone could overhear me moaning about what we did last night. It seemed unthinkable that no one could have heard us because of the profound silence of the surroundings.

And one more thing: I have no idea why I'm in this position now, let alone with the royals, and I have no idea what I'm doing here. Logan had just welcomed me over and told me that we were going to have supper together. He didn't inform me that the people with whom we were going to have meals were the same people with whom he had a drink the night before. They were talking about something else, so I simply stayed quiet and didn't say anything. Logan, on the other hand, is preoccupied in conversing with his visitors.

He is now in front of me, and the lady next to me is someone I do not recognize. I don't understand what they're talking about either.

While he was talking, I was just gazing at him, and my cheeks were flushed with embarrassment. Because of their conversation, the supper was a little loud, and it seemed that I was the only one who didn't speak out. The more I watched Logan, the more I was struck by how exquisite his face was becoming. That makes Logan seem to have rescued the whole world at the time since he wouldn't have been endowed with such a gorgeous face if not, would he?

I'm convinced I'm going insane because I can't seem to take my eyes away from him, and I'm certain he can sense every glance I direct at him. I pouted, and shortly after, I became aware of something gently creeping up on my feet.

I caught a glimpse of Logan looking at me with a smile on his face, and I knew right once who owned this foot. I swallowed a few times, fearful that someone might see what we were doing. It climbed even faster and he was now raising my robe as I attempted to kick his foot.

I bit my lower lip because I felt like I'd gotten a little carried away.

"All right, Logan. Can you tell me who the beautiful woman in front of you is right now?" Logan's next-door friend inquired, prompting me to get to my feet.

I quickly made alterations to my clothing. "I-I'm Elle," I bowed my head. "Please allow me to excuse myself."

I didn't even bother to wait to hear what they had to say before running to the bedroom. My heart is racing, and I'm becoming annoyed with myself since I'm not sure why I'm turning on.

When I closed the door, it immediately reopened on its own. I wanted to take a look around, but I couldn't because someone caressed my breast from behind me and I couldn't move. I couldn't move right away, despite the fact that I knew exactly who was responsible for the fragrance.

“Your breast, Elle. I get the distinct impression that they are going to bounce right out of my hands."

I shut my eyes to the heat of his breath on my clavicle. I was tickled, so I moved my head to the side to allow him a little more entry. He removed my robe off my shoulder and then pulled my breast out from under it. While he was kissing my neck, he pulled my nipple out from under me.

"My mark is still in your nape."

"Hmn."

"Elle, give me a kiss." He's now had two hands on my chest, probing about. When I glanced up at him, he was already prepared to kiss me when he asked for it again.

"Please keep your tongue out of your mouth."

I did what he asked and allowed myself to get swept away since we were the only two people in the room and I was certain that no one would hear us due to the cacophony outside. As he put his tongue into my lips, he forced himself against me with his body. My knees began to sag quickly, and it seemed as if I was about to collapse at any minute.

“Ah. Elle, you have no idea how happy I am. Now is the time for me to f*ck you!" Eventually, he pulled me to the bed and parted from me. He initially forced me to sit on his lap, then he placed his chin on my shoulder and began playing with my two nipples, which I found rather amusing.

"Your nipples are quite hard. I really want to eat them, however... " After pushing me onto the bed, he proceeded to remove my robe in its entirety. He made me feel even more embarrassed by opening my legs. "I'd want to give your pussy a nice lick, Elle."

He took a step back and gazed at my hole. Despite the fact that I was sweating, I simply lay there and watched him.

"This is the first time I've looked at it with a critical eye. I had only now noticed how pink it was. Your hole is too little, which explains why you're constantly tense and uptight. Your clit is small as well, but it's adorable, and I like it." The only problem is he's giving his side comment while I'm stomping his face to get him to stop saying whatever it is he's expressing.

"It also has a wonderful scent." He was still following the statement, and he took advantage of the situation by opening my hole.

“Don’t spread it too much. You're a fucking idiot."

He did nothing except stare at my eyes and stick out his tongue.

"Therefore, thank you very much for this perverted tight pussy of yours," he wink and delved his tongue inside me.