The Duke's Substitute Wife
Fuckin !

Abella looked towards Viola cynically. Then his eyes turned to look at Duke Cristin with a single smile. Yet Duke Cristin only looked at him pushyly and focused more on Viola.

"You guys should rest first."

"Yes, Duchess. Better get some rest." Duke Arland's. Viola and Duke Cristin stared at each other.

"alright, Mother. I'll rest first." Viola. He kissed Duchess Eliana's left cheek.

Thank God, you gave me a little fairy.

"Servant, take the Duke and Duchess to her room." Duke Arland's orders.

As soon as possible Abella responded to her father's words. "Dad, let me deliver Duke." Abella.

"Sorry Miss Abella there's no need, there's already a waiter." Duke Cristin. He grabbed Viola's waist just past him. His gaze turned to Liera. There was a dislike in his heart, he was afraid that the girl beside Abella would mess with the wife he loved.

"Dear." Viola sat on the edge of that soft mattress. He looked at the ceiling. He used to sleep behind the castle. What the main room looks like, he doesn't know. So like this, the room was very spacious and neat. One closet, a bed, a place to make up, two medium-sized sofa chairs and one bathroom. He wanted to sleep in the main room with his mother.

"Darling," Viola looked at Duke Cristin who was riding on his body. Then sit on his thighs. Duke Cristin also kissed Viola's lips gently and sensually. The kiss came down to his neck, the hand was fingered and squeezed both mountains belonging to Viola.

"Honey," said Viola. As much as he could resist his lust, now was not the right time. The sun will soon set and have dinner.

Viola held Duke Cristin's hand, but Duke Cristin brushed him off. He kept squeezing those two chewy bunches. Until the button of the dress came off.

Duke Cristin also rained down on one of the chewy lump. Sipping it, his tongue he played behind the blackened chewy thing.

Duke Cristin stopped his activities, he stared lustfully at Viola. His face heated up and his chest rose down.

"I want to." That one word came out of his mouth. He continued his activities, showering Viola with a kiss. His right hand reached into the white leg. Until the skirt of the dress was above the stomach of the wife. Now he could see something beautiful with a black frame.

Duke Cristin opened his pants, his sister getting stiffened and tight. He opened the legs of the Viola wide, a single blow bursting into his field.

"Oh, baby !" Duke Cristin thrust out his sword gently. He pulled Viola's body into his arms, kissed her with those tiny lips greedily, then descended on the chewy thing. As for Viola, he was just resigned. Every touch from Duke Cristin made him unable to resist. It was like flying in the sky, its warmth made its blood heat up even more. He wants and wants, he doesn't want to stop it.

"Well, faster baby !" rancau Viola's. He closed his eyes every now and then, feeling something controlling his womb.

"Keep dear !" Duke Cristin gladly put it forward.

"Akh !" Come out that one sigh. Thick liquid adorns the wife's womb. One release, he let it out inside. Hope there's a little Duke. He can't wait to be a father.

Duke Cristin clutches Viola's tiny body. He let Viola sit on his lap without letting go. Letting the junior sleep in the wife's womb.

"I love you." Duke Cristin further tightened his embrace. Every time he did it and every waking moment he would say it until the lips were tightly closed and the eyes were closed. He wanted Viola to know that he loved her very much.

Viola smiled at the tired face filled with that sweat. He kissed Duke Cristin. "I love you too."

While at the door. There was a woman with a reddened face, holding her hot breath as well as her heart.

"Damn it ! so they've done it often. Don't expect you to give little Duke to her." Abella. Though his intention was to disrupt their togetherness. And looking for a loophole to seduce Duke Cristin.