Chapter 137: My Beloved 4

At some point, Polena had withdrawn, leaving just Cazeros and me.

After concluding our respective accounts, only the sight of our beloved filled our eyes.

We two, who had yearned for each other ceaselessly…

While we had always loved one another, that love had intensified from experiencing the pain of separation.

And now, there was no one else present – only her and I remained.

Recognizing this fact, and knowing that no one would intrude unless Cazeros or I instructed otherwise, a certain emotion caused my heart to flutter.

And like me, Cazeros blushed as she gazed my way.

She then carefully removed her outer garment, her eyes smoldering as she looked at me.

“Lord Santana…”

“…”

Cazeros leaned into my embrace, her intent unmistakable even to my oblivious self.

“…Cazeros…”

I gently enfolded her in my arms, savoring her warmth and coziness…

A profound sense of bliss.

Although the beauty Polena and my fiancée Estelle surrounded me, Cazeros held a different significance altogether.

The woman I truly loved above all others in this world.

The one who enabled my present self and was the first to place faith in me.

With her in this light attire, leaning against me, I naturally caressed her face.

And then…

-Chu…-

Our lips met tenderly.

The sensation was more intense than our previous encounters.

Slowly, her tongue entered my mouth – fierce yet warm and sweet, like a writhing serpent, exquisitely soft…

Enraptured, I instinctively tightened my embrace.

Ever so slowly, my hands roamed from her head, down her neck…

Eventually caressing her back through her thin garment.

Having shed her outer robe, Cazeros wore only a light undergarment, allowing me to fully savor her warmth and softness.

Yearning to feel her more intimately, to hold her entirety within my embrace, never wishing to part, I caressed her more fervently.

After indulging in our passionate exploration of each other’s bodies and lips, Cazeros slowly, almost regretfully, withdrew her lips from mine.

However, this did not signify an end to our sweet moment…

“Ah…”

She then gently pushed me onto the sofa behind, positioning herself above me as she leaned down.

“Lord Santana… I… I can no longer restrain myself…”

Cazeros pleaded with me, her voice thick with arousal.

Her flushed cheeks glowed like ripe peaches, her breaths quickened by intense excitement.

This wanton, sultry expression was something I had never witnessed from her before – the ordinarily pure and innocent Cazeros.

Seeing her in this light, I was mildly surprised that she could bear such a countenance.

Yet this astonishment swiftly gave way to an overwhelming surge of anticipation that far outweighed any reservations.

For I was no less aroused than she who pleaded with me.

Although I had steadfastly rebuffed the seductive advances of beauties like Polena, it was merely due to the circumstances constraining me.

And in this moment…

Those very constraints had been utterly lifted.

My relationship with Estelle was, after all, a contract engagement – a transaction arranged for this precise moment.

Even if she truly loved me, that fact would never change, nor did I intend for it to.

In contrast, the relationship I had striven to preserve, even through such means…

With Cazeros, now revealed as the formidable Princess of the Dragonian Empire, there was no longer any need for fear.

The barrier of status, the sole impediment between us, had been eliminated.

No longer did I have any reason to hesitate or waver.

Moreover, with the passage of time, Cazeros had also matured into adulthood, eliminating any residual age-related concerns.

Acutely aware of these circumstances, I addressed the enchanting woman before me, my voice brimming with ardent anticipation:

“Yes… Do as you wish… Anything you desire…”

“…Ah…”

Tears seemed to glisten in Cazeros’s eyes at my words.

With trembling hands, she ever so slowly began undressing herself.

“…Rustle…”

As her beautiful form was revealed, I instinctively swallowed hard.

Her slender waist without an ounce of excess, her surprisingly shapely hips, her skin as fair and exquisite as ripe peaches…

And her modest, adorably petite bosom…

“…Umm… I’m… sorry…”

“…Hm?”

“…It’s just… they’re too small… I’ve heard men prefer larger ones… but with something like this…”

Cazeros shyly covered her modest bust with her hands, seeming self-conscious.

However, despite her insecurity regarding her breasts, her present appearance was more beautiful than any woman I had ever laid eyes upon.

More so than Estelle’s averagely ample figure, or even Polena, whose mere glimpse exuded an untouchable allure…

In this moment, gazing upon Cazeros, I could truthfully say:

“…Do not worry, for in my eyes… yours is the most beautiful in the world.”

“…Ueee…”

Cazeros’s face flushed crimson at my words.

Simultaneously, I belatedly realized how shamefully bold my utterance had been.

“…Ahem…Ahem…”

As I cleared my throat in embarrassment, Cazeros hid her face behind her discarded garment, equally flustered.

After an awkward pause, Cazeros composed herself and slowly approached me.

Her upper body was now completely bare, while only her undergarments remained below.

Emanating an angelic, exquisite aura, she carefully positioned her nubile form atop mine.

And I was enveloped by a soft, soothing warmth beyond comparison…

My raging desire, already nearing its limits, swelled further as I felt her against me.

Sensing my state, Cazeros gently extended her hand towards my throbbing manhood.

Consumed by an intense, primal urge – both unfamiliar yet irresistible…