About Becoming My Ex-Husband's Mistress - Chapter 145

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Chapter 145. Begging Him to Let Go
His unexpected boldness at such an hour caught me off guard, but it seemed I loved Luderne far more than I had realized.
Anticipation bloomed as I imagined what would unfold.
I felt the pressure of his lips against my bare shoulder, warmth trailing up the curve of my neck.
“Ah.”
A small gasp escaped me at the intensity of the sensation. My breath quickened instantly.
My dress slipped downward in an instant.
His hands caressed my waist and abdomen with growing insistence and fervor, igniting a delicious heat. My lower belly already tingled with anticipation.
Soon his touch descended further.
The boldness with which he claimed me while I stood upright was entirely new, making him feel like a ravenous beast.
I recalled our reunion after leaving the island, how he had wanted to hold me even in the salon.
At this point, I wondered if he simply needed a woman to satisfy his vigorous desires, regardless of love.
My own wishes were irrelevant to him.
As long as she left no complications behind.
That thought made Luderne’s words about me becoming his mistress suddenly make sense.
Then, from his lips pressed against my neck, a devastatingly sensual voice emerged.
“That’s fine. You don’t need to love me.”
Luderne turned me to face him.
Before my eyes, he unfastened the buttons of his shirt. His sculpted torso, as if carved by divine hands, was laid bare before me.
He undid his belt buckle and shed his trousers in moments, standing before me in his primal glory with absolute confidence.
Displaying himself fully for my gaze.
My eyes naturally followed of their own accord.
From his radiantly beautiful face to his broad shoulders and chest, his steel-like abdomen, and the magnificent arousal of his lower half.
In that moment, my face burned hot and I swallowed hard.
Luderne raised both arms and pulled me into his embrace.
“You did say you liked my body, didn’t you?”
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A savory aroma stirred my senses awake.
The curtains were drawn back, and starlight glimmered through the window.
I lay beneath a soft, white, weightless quilt.
After our intense passion, I had collapsed in exhaustion, drenched in perspiration, and apparently succumbed to sleep.
When I turned my head, I saw Luderne standing before the fireplace, shirtless, seemingly preparing something with his back to me.
His broad back was covered entirely with the marks of my fingernails.
The sight brought our earlier intimacy flooding back.
He had told me to savor this time fully.
Since his heart belonged elsewhere, I could indulge my desire for his body without restraint—that was the nature of this night.
Recalling it all, I covered my face with both hands, burning with embarrassment.
Our union had been more intense and varied than ever before.
Seated, standing, prone—we had explored every position.
We had even lain opposite one another.
All I could manage was a moan.
His beast-like assault was overwhelming, yet intensely arousing—my body burned with feverish heat.
After that, what can I say….
Lost in thought, I grew dizzy and closed my eyes.
No matter how I reflected on it, this encounter felt entirely different from before.
Perhaps because he told me to indulge freely—in an instant, the roles reversed and I became the one driving our passion.
My mind had truly abandoned all reason. Somehow, I found myself straddling Luderne.
I had become a beast.
I held him deep within me, refusing to release him, and as pleasure shattered through me, I cried out unabashedly while driving him to the brink.
Eventually, the atmosphere shifted for Luderne beneath me.
“…This is more than I anticipated. You’re not even under a curse.”
He let out a moan that was almost a plea, begging me to release him.
“Ah, too deep. This is dangerous. We can’t have an unplanned child, can we?”
Luderne had neglected to use protection.
“There’s nothing to worry about. It won’t happen! Mmph!”
But I ignored his words and rolled my hips against him.
Until he begged for release, only to lose himself at the peak and finish inside me.
‘Ah…. I never knew I could be so wild.’
But dwelling on it now changes nothing—the moment has passed. All that remained was to wash and tidy up.
With a small sigh, I lifted myself up.
“Mmm….”
The moment I stirred to rise, a groan escaped me. My abdomen ached as though it had been pounded.
Yet I realized my body was perfectly clean.
Despite the evident traces of our passion moments before.
It seemed Luderne had tidied me up while I was unconscious.
That’s when Luderne turned to look at me.
“You’re awake?”
“Yes. That experience was… quite extraordinary.”
As I spoke, I found myself studying his expression, wondering how my uninhibited behavior—curse or not—appeared to him.
The moment our eyes met, even Luderne’s ears flushed red.
A satisfied smile played at his lips.
“…I enjoyed it too, immensely. Though I’m concerned about your body.”
He draped a pale gray robe over my shoulders.
As I tied the robe’s sash, Luderne returned from the hearth with a warm cup of tea.
“Drink this.”
His immediate offer of tea upon waking felt oddly dismissive.
“What kind of tea is it?”
“It’s… mistletoe tea, a specialty of the Doerban Empire. It’s good for your health….”
As I stared at him intently, Luderne fell silent.
Though he wore a faint smile, he couldn’t meet my gaze, as though burdened by guilt.
Seeing that, I thought I understood what the tea was.
In that moment, I became aware of two conflicting emotions within me.
The desire not to hinder Luderne’s rightful path to glory, and the wish to spend my life with him now that he finally loved me.
“It’s contraceptive tea, isn’t it.”
When I stated my conclusion so bluntly, bitterness flickered across Luderne’s faint smile.
His straight lips moved a few times, but he soon released only a small sigh. He seemed unwilling to either confirm or deny the tea’s purpose.
‘He must have been reluctant to give me contraceptive tea when he had asked about having children.’
Yet despite our particularly passionate time together, I had refused to bear his child, so he was compelled to provide this precaution.
Even in his disappointment, it was an act of care for me.
I carefully composed my expression and accepted the tea with both hands.
“This is perfect. I needed it anyway.”
The fragrant, delicate aroma of the tea mingled with the rising steam.
“The scent is different from what I drank before.”
Luderne soon brought another cup of tea and sat beside me.
“The region must be different—even with the same effects, the ingredients vary.”
What he was drinking was the same tea as mine.
“Is it alright for you to drink that?”
“They said it’s good for one’s health.”
….
I wanted to ask if it wasn’t contraceptive tea then.
But when it came to it, the words wouldn’t come easily.
Even if it had contraceptive properties, there was no law against a man drinking it, and I didn’t want to seem like I was reproaching him.
I stopped asking further and brought the cup to my lips.
‘I’ll just have to take separate precautions later.’
We drank the tea together for a moment.
As the warm liquid traveled down my throat, I felt some of my tension ease.
Once I finished the cup, Luderne told me to rest and set out food on the table.
“Come here and sit.”
I sat across from him at the table.
The table held bread and butter that appeared to have been purchased from the city beforehand, a small roasted whole chicken and fish, wine, cheese, and fruit juice.
Though it didn’t look like a formal meal, the spread was abundant. It resembled the kind of food one would eat while camping.
He spread butter on bread and placed it on my plate.
He watched as if urging me to eat, so I took a bite. The soft bread and fragrant butter melted across my palate.
Luderne reached for the chicken.
As he tore off the leg first, steam rising from it, the juices dripped appetizingly.
He placed the chicken leg on my plate, then picked up a knife and inserted it into the bird’s body.
“What about you?”
“I’ll separate this. Eat first.”
I watched for a moment as he carved the chicken, then stopped him.
“That should be enough. Let’s eat together.”
One corner of Luderne’s mouth lifted.
“Since I’ve taken the trouble to roast it, I should present it in an easy-to-eat manner.”
His hand wielding the boning knife grew busy once more.
Each time he worked the blade, the subtle musculature that rippled across his knuckles and forearms appeared captivating.
“Were you always this considerate?”
At my unbidden question, Luderne tilted his head slightly.
“I couldn’t say.”
Having finished dismantling the roasted fowl, he began separating the bones from the flesh of the grilled fish.
“I’ve never had the opportunity before.”
I watched him for a moment, then sliced the fresh bread. After spreading butter generously on a piece, I extended it toward Luderne, and his movements stilled.
“Go on, try it.”
Luderne’s eyes widened.
“An unfamiliar sight.”
“The bread is delicious. We’ve never had a chance to do this before.”
At my response, Luderne gave a soft, suppressed cough.
The bread in my hand soon disappeared into his mouth.
I spread butter on another piece and placed it between his lips.
Luderne accepted each piece I offered, scraping away the fish flesh, while I smiled contentedly at the sensation of his lips brushing my fingertips.
Soon the chicken and fish, now cleanly stripped of bone, lay between us.
He arranged the deboned meat on a fresh plate and set it before me, then spoke.
“I’ve been thinking.”
“Yes?”
“Even if the King were to come, I would not hide.”

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