Trigger warning: Mature Content here. Skip for those who are not fond of this.
Cataleya woke up, moaning in pleasure. There was something that seemed to be making her feel good. She groggily opened her eyes and saw that there was a gentle light streaming in in between the curtains.
She blinked at the ceiling before her eyes widened. With what she thought was a wet dream turned out to be happening at that very moment. She gasped and quickly peek through the blanket.
To her utter astonishment, the duke was in between her legs, making a breakfast out of her glory.
"A-Adelard?" Cataleya called out, wincing at the same time when the pleasure hit her as his warm tongue ran in between her crack. She ended up throwing her head to the pillow, closing her eyes with the sensation of his suction on her labias.
