Chapter 126: Marienne Wants the Complete Accounts (II)

For a woman who could turn a room cold by becoming too formal, Marienne kissed with very little restraint once she chose not to have any. Her hands found his coat, then his shoulders, and she leaned into him hard enough that the edge of the long table pressed against the back of her thighs.

"Mm..."

Severin deepened the kiss.

Her breath caught against his mouth. "Severin..."

His hand circled her waist and kept her where he wanted her while the other opened the front of her dress layer by layer. Marienne didn’t help until he told her to.

"Arms."

She obeyed, slipping free of the outer layer and laying it over the same chair as her coat. The key ring stayed hidden beneath the folded cloth.

He kissed her again before she could reach for the next fastening.

"Hnh... wait..."

He didn’t stop. He just slowed enough to drag his mouth from hers to the line of her jaw.

Marienne’s fingers tightened on his shoulders. "Ah... that’s..."

His mouth found her throat.

"Mmh..."

Then lower.

He freed her breasts and took a breast into his hand, full and soft against his palm. The other tightened under his mouth when his tongue circled the nipple.

"Nnh... Severin..."

He sucked harder.

Her back arched.

"Ah!"

SLAP!

His palm landed across the soft swell of her breast, enough to make the large, soft flesh jump before his hand closed around it again.

Marienne sucked in a breath. "Hah... again... no... wait..."

Severin lifted his head.

Her steel-gray eyes were already darker with heat.

"Which is it?"

A flush climbed higher over her pale skin. "You know which."

"Say it."

She swallowed. The woman who had argued over evidence without blinking held his gaze until he made her answer.

"Don’t stop."

"Better."

He kissed her until the careful rhythm of her breathing broke completely.

"Mmm... ah..."

His hand moved down her back and over the curve of her ass. Then he drew her remaining underlayer down her legs and set it with the rest of her clothes.

Marienne shivered when his palm returned to bare skin.

"Cold?"

"No." Her answer came too quickly. "Hh... no."

"Good."

He lifted her onto the edge of the cleared table.

Her thighs opened under his hands.

Severin looked down.

Pink showed between pale thighs, already glossy with wetness.

"Beautiful," he said.

Marienne’s breath stuttered.

He ran his thumb through her slick folds.

"And fucking wet."

"Severin..."

"Soft too."

Her legs tensed when he spread her wider. "Hah... don’t just-"

His mouth touched her.

"Ah!"

Marienne’s complaint vanished.

Severin licked slowly at first, drawing wetness upward before closing his mouth around her clit.

SLURP!

Her fingers snapped to the table edge.

"Mmh... ah... ah..."

He kept his hands under her thighs and made her stay open while his tongue worked deeper between her folds.

SLURP!

"Severin... please..."

He sucked.

Her hips jerked.

"Ah! Hah... yes..."

The next sound broke into his hair when she bent forward and failed to keep herself quiet.

"Nnh... mm... ah..."

He could feel the change before she said anything. Her thighs tightened around his shoulders. Her wetness thickened against his tongue.

"I’m-"

He didn’t let her finish.

SLURP!

"Ahh! Severin!"

Her orgasm hit in a tight tremor that ran through her hips and stomach. She stayed seated only because his hands kept her there.

He didn’t pull away immediately.

Marienne’s hand found his hair. "Hh... enough... give me a moment..."

Severin looked up between her thighs.

"A moment?"

She stared down at him, breathing hard.

"You’re unbearable."

"And you’re still open."

A small, helpless sound escaped her. "Mm..."

His mouth brushed the inside of her thigh before he stood.

Marienne reached for him before he gave the order.

Severin caught her chin.

"Stay on the table."

She nodded.

He undid his trousers and drew his cock out.

Marienne looked down. Her controlled expression barely lasted.

"Come here," Severin said.

She leaned forward from the table edge and wrapped a hand around his shaft.

Her tongue touched the tip first.

SLURP!

"Mm..."

Severin exhaled through his nose as her lips closed around him.

She took more, a hand working the base while her mouth moved over the wet length.

SLURP! SLURP!

"That’s it."

Marienne’s eyes lifted to his.

She swallowed around the taste gathering on her tongue.

GULP!

Then she leaned in again.

He let her set the first rhythm. Slow enough to breathe. Deep enough that her lips dragged wetly when she pulled back.

"Mmh..."

Severin held the side of her neck and controlled the next deeper push.

GULK!

Her throat tightened.

GHK!

A strangled breath broke from Marienne.

He eased back at once and gave her the breath.

Marienne inhaled sharply, eyes watering but fixed on him.

"Again," she whispered.

So he did.

Her mouth opened wider.

SLURP!

He pressed deeper in a controlled push.

GGK!

Marienne’s nails dug into his thigh. She held it for a heartbeat, then pulled back gasping.

"Hah... hhh..."

Severin’s cock throbbed in her hand.

She noticed.

Of course she noticed.

A small smile touched her mouth before she took him again.

"Mmm..."

That smugness lasted until he caught her jaw and withdrew.

"Enough."

Marienne blinked up at him. "You didn’t-"

"I know."

Severin stripped off the rest of his clothes and left them beside the chair. Then he pushed her back onto the table.

The polished wood took her shoulders. Her hips stayed at the edge, thighs already spreading for him.

Severin stepped between them.

Marienne looked down as he rubbed the slick head slowly through her soaked folds.

"Hah..."

She was so wet that the motion made a soft, obscene sound before he had even entered her.

"Look at you," he said. "Pink, soft, soaked through."

Her face flushed harder.

"And still trying to look composed."

"I’m not- ah!"

He pushed in.

SQUELCH!

Her pussy closed around his cock so hard the grip checked his motion.

Severin groaned.

"Fuck. You squeeze beautifully."

Marienne’s head tipped back against the table. "Hh... you’re too-"

He drove deeper.

CLAP!

"Ah!"

Her large, soft breasts bounced with the impact, heavy flesh shifting over her chest as he drew back and thrust again.

SQUELCH! CLAP!

"Severin... ah... harder..."

He gave her harder.

The table stayed solid beneath her. His hands controlled her hips while her legs tightened around him.

"Mmh! Ah... ah..."

Her pussy kept clenching around him, slick and hot enough that every withdrawal dragged a heavier wet sound from between them.

SQUELCH!

Severin bent over her and kissed her while he fucked her.

Marienne moaned into his mouth.

"Mmm... nnh..."

His next thrust went deeper than the others, deliberately finding the limit of the angle.

SQUIRT!

Wetness splashed hot over his lower stomach and thighs.

Marienne tore her mouth from his with a cry.

"Ahh! There!"

"There?"

He hit it again.

CLAP! SQUIRT!

"Ah! Yes, yes, Severin!"

The deepest contact felt less like ordinary penetration and more like his cock was kissing the bottom of her, the place her body answered before thought could catch up. Womb-deep fullness, impossible to mistake for anything gentle.

Marienne shook under him.

"Hah... ah... I’m... again..."

Another orgasm clenched down around his cock.

Severin kept moving through it.

"Nnh! Ah! Ah..."

The contractions squeezed him hard enough to make his jaw tighten.

"That’s it," he said against her mouth. "Keep squeezing me."

"I can’t help... mmh!"

SQUELCH! CLAP!

Her breasts rocked with each thrust. Her large, soft ass shifted against the table edge under his grip, moving with the force he put through her.

The wet sounds grew louder.

Marienne’s voice did too.

"Ah... Severin... hhh... more..."

He changed the angle by a fraction and buried himself to the limit of the angle again.

SQUIRT!

"Ahh!"

Her pussy spasmed around him.

"Severin, I’m... I’m..."

"Come."

Another orgasm broke through her in a full-body shudder.

"Ahh, Severin!"

Severin drove home to the limit of the position.

SQUIRT!

Marienne jolted beneath him.

Pleasure climbed hard through his spine.

"Fuck..."

His control finally broke inside her.

SPRUTT!

Marienne gasped as a heavy pulse filled her.

SPURT!

"Hh..."

Another pulse went deep.

SPRUTT!

Her pussy tightened around him, pulling at every pulse.

Severin stayed inside until the last contraction eased.

Marienne lay beneath him, chest rising fast, lips parted.

"You..." She swallowed. "You look far too satisfied."

"I have reason to be."

"Naturally."

Before she could recover enough to sound like a treasurer again, he covered her mouth with his.

"Mm..."

Then he pulled her upright.

Marienne sat at the edge of the table, still trembling, and wrapped her legs around his hips when he stepped between them again.

"Already?" she breathed.

"You asked me to stay."

Her eyes flicked to his mouth.

"I did."

Severin kissed her and pushed back inside.

SQUELCH!

The semen already inside her made the entry wetter and messier than before.

Marienne moaned against his lips. "Mmh... ah..."

He held her waist and set the rhythm.

The table held her hips while Severin drove the rhythm.

CLAP! CLAP!

Her breasts bounced between them. He caught a breast in his mouth, sucked the nipple, then bit lightly enough to draw a sharp breath.

"Ah!"

His hand closed over her ass.

SLAP!

Marienne jerked against him.

"Hah! Severin..."

"Too much?"

She shook her head quickly. "No."

"Then hold on."

She locked her arms around his shoulders.

He drove into her harder.

SQUELCH! CLAP!

"Ah... ah... yes..."

Her wet pussy squeezed him tighter each time he reached deep.

Severin kissed her again, swallowing a moan and feeling the next break against his lips.

"Mmm... hnh..."

Then he drove to the bottom of the angle.

SQUIRT!

Marienne’s whole body jumped.

"Ahh! Again!"

He gave her another deliberate deepest thrust.

SQUIRT!

"Severin!"

Her orgasm hit with her legs locked around him and her fingers digging into his back.

"Ah... ahh... I-"

The rest disappeared into a shaking moan.

Her pussy clenched around his cock in rapid, wet pulses.

Severin thrust through them until his own control broke.

"Good girl."

He buried himself deep.

SPRUTT!

He came hard inside her again.

SPURT!

Marienne made a small helpless sound into his neck. "Mm..."

SPRUTT!

The fullness inside her built on the earlier release, hot pressure spreading deep enough that she shivered every time his cock pulsed.

Severin stayed still for a moment, breathing against her hair.

Marienne’s arms remained around him.

"You said until midday," she murmured.

"The books were finished."

"Mm. I know."

There was satisfaction in that answer that had nothing to do with accounting.

Severin withdrew just far enough to change her position.

Marienne remained on the table. He guided her down until her upper back met the wood, her forearms braced beside her ribs while her hips stayed at the edge. The table kept her weight. He stayed between her thighs.

Marienne watched him through half-lidded eyes.

"Still not done?"

"You want me done?"

Her thighs drew in around his waist again.

"No."

Severin pushed back inside.

SQUELCH!

Marienne’s mouth opened on a breathless moan.

"Ah..."

The new angle took him deep immediately.

Her pussy was drenched now, soft and swollen around him, filled with his semen and still squeezing as if her body hadn’t learned how to stop.

CLAP! SQUELCH!

"Hh... Severin..."

He held her hips and drove into her with a steady force that made her breasts shake with every stroke.

"Look at me."

She did.

"That’s it."

"Mm..."

He kissed her between thrusts when the angle allowed it, then straightened and drove deeper.

SQUIRT!

"Ah!"

Her body spasmed. The aftershocks of the last orgasm still hadn’t left her.

Severin felt every contraction.

"Still squeezing."

"I... can’t... stop..."

"Don’t."

CLAP! SQUELCH!

"Ah... hah..."

He hit the deepest point again.

SQUIRT!

Marienne’s legs trembled around him.

"Severin... please..."

"Please what?"

Her answer came broken between breaths. "Fill me... again..."

That was enough.

Severin drove into her hard, held himself deep, and came again.

SPRUTT!

Marienne cried out.

"Ahh!"

SPURT!

His cock pulsed inside her, adding another heavy release to the wet heat already filling her pussy.

SPRUTT!

The pressure sat impossibly deep, womb-full enough to make Marienne’s thighs shake around his hips as she took every pulse.

"Mmh... Severin..."

He stayed buried until his breathing settled.

Then he drew her upright to the table edge, an arm firm around her back.

When he pulled out fully, the result followed at once.

SQUELCH!

A thick mix of semen and her wetness spilled from her pink, swollen pussy and ran down the inside of her pale thighs.

Marienne looked down, then shut her eyes.

"Hh..."

Severin steadied her by the waist as she tried to stand.

Her knees answered late.

She stopped, breathed, and sat back on the edge without pretending otherwise.

"That," she said after a moment, "was excessive."

Severin picked up his shirt. "You asked me to stay."

Marienne stared at him.

Then she let out a quiet, breathless laugh. "I walked into that."

"You did."

"Don’t look so pleased."

"No."

Her mouth twitched.

She dressed enough to cover herself before leaving the table, slower now but not helpless. Her recovery was already working through the shaking in her legs, just not fast enough to erase what they’d done yet.

At the chair, she lifted her outer coat and recovered the manor key ring from the dry seat beneath it.

Severin finished dressing.

Only then did he open the door.

Alicia was exactly where he’d left her.

Her ears angled toward him first. Then she looked past his shoulder at Marienne, whose careful posture wasn’t quite careful enough to hide the remaining weakness in her legs.

Alicia’s tail gave a slow, competitive flick.

She said nothing about it.

"Water and clean linen," Severin ordered.

"Right away, Master."

She disappeared down the corridor.

Marienne braced a hand on the cleared table while Alicia returned with a cup of water and folded linen. She handed both to Severin, then gave Marienne a quick look that managed to be polite and competitive at the same time.

Severin passed them to Marienne. Marienne met Alicia’s look, then lowered her eyes to the cup.

Severin had no interest in turning the corridor into a council on feelings.

Marienne drank while her breathing settled. She used the linen quickly, wiped the damp table edge, and left it at that. Her legs were steadier when she set the cup down.

Severin’s attention had already gone back to the tannery.

The books had narrowed the problem to the place beneath the tannery, but the approach and timing were still blank. Paper couldn’t hear footsteps through a wall or tell him when men changed shifts. Nyra was the next person to ask.

Severin looked at Alicia.

"Stay close. I want Nyra tonight."

Alicia’s ears lifted.

"Yes, Master."

She nodded and resumed her place near the door, already listening for the next movement in the manor.