Free Web NovelChapter 19: Climax in Library
One minute turned into two, and then five.
Norelia’s hands and head were still moving, her throat was working like it’s been hours. Yet, looking up, blue eyes were sparkling with pleasure, having no signs of him breaking.
The lack of a climax frustrated her.
"Ahh~!"
Finally, she pulled herself away from the shaft with a gasp and sat back onto her butt, taking heavy breaths.
The massive dick stood proudly in front of her, entirely drenched in her saliva and. Her delicate cheeks were swollen red, her jaw was locked in a cramp, and involuntary tears of frustration were forming due to lack of breath.
’Why the fuck am I servicing this arrogant piece of trash in the dirt?!’ she screamed internally.
"How... how the hell are you still standing?" she wheezed, wiping her wet chin with the back of her hand, her voice cracking. "A normal guy should have broken in under thirty seconds! You are definitely using dark magic! Or some highly illegal, suspicious endurance potions from the black market!"
Eren merely offered her a shrug, adjusting his stance. "Don’t slander my flawless biology. Maybe my stamina is just vastly superior to your pathetic lung capacity."
Norelia’s jaw clenched. She refused to lose. So she got up to her feet and instantly grabbed his wrist with her hands. "I am not losing to a brat like you. We’re using another method. I’ll show you exactly —"
Before she could initiate the next phase of her research, her red eyes widened to the size of duck eyes. Her highly sensitive mana-radar mapped a movement.
Her survival instincts completely took over her.
And the petite girl unleashed a sudden physical panic, she violently threw Eren backward. Despite their size difference, the sheer velocity of her sudden shove sent him flying completely off balance.
Thwack!
Eren hit the library floor with a dramatic, undignified skid, his trousers still pooled around his ankles as he stared up at the ceiling in chaotic bewilderment.
"What the hell is wrong with you people today?!" Eren muffled at the sheer absurdity of his luck.
First Emma sent him into a rug, now the petite scholar launches him across the library. ’Is my legendary artifact carrying a curse that causes women to violently throw me around?!’
Before he could pull his pants up or demand an explanation, a voice echoed clearly from the main library entrance.
"Young Master Eren? Are you here?".
Eren, still flat on his back, gave a look of pure, desperate puppy eyes at Norelia for not finishing the research. How could he sleep properly now?
Norelia gave a terrifying, silent growl and aggressively pointed a finger at his trousers, her eyes threatening a literal homicide if he didn’t cover up in the next two seconds.
He let out a defeated sigh and pulled up his trousers, fastening his belt just as he stood up.
’My tragic streak of getting cockblocked continues,’ he lamented internally.
"I’m over here!" Eren announced cheerfully as he approached the front desk, leaving a heavily panting, flustered librarian behind to reorganize her thoughts.
The butler offered a polite bow. "Ah, Young Master. An important guest arrived, and was expecting you in the guest room. You are requested immediately."
Eren raised an eyebrow. ’Urgent? For me?’
"Very well. I’ll go," Eren muttered as he moved.
After a brief trek back to the main estate, he reached the guest room and standing right outside with her arms tightly crossed beneath her gloriously chest was a very familiar Knight.
Emma pinned him with a piercing, gray gaze the moment he stepped into the corridor. "Is being late the only thing you are actually good at, Young Master?" she asked, her tone professional.
"Of course not, Captain. I have a vast repertoire of talents, most of which require a great deal of hands-on concentration," Eren replied with a cheeky wink.
Emma’s jaw tightened, entirely refusing to take the bait as she adjusted her posture. "Keep your jokes to yourself. The guest has been waiting."
"So, what kind of shady, miracle-peddling person approached my father this time? Did some high priest claim he found a holy potion again?"
"The guest is not for the Duke this time. A student from the Academy arrived unannounced, demanding to speak with you."
Eren frowned. He knows no average person from the academy wants to meet him unannounced.
Emma pushed the doors open and he took a confident step forward into the luxurious room, but the very moment his blue eyes saw the guest, his entire body froze dead in his tracks. He stood locked at the entrance like a criminal caught red-handed in the worst possible lie.
Sitting elegantly on the plush guest cushion was an absolutely breathtaking girl. She has a cascading waterfall of dark blue hair that perfectly framed a face with perfection. Her tailored, high-society dress accentuated her flawless curves and perfectly justifying her incredibly mature, hourglass figure.
She was casually sipping her tea with a level of aristocracy only the royal could match.
She noticed him entering the room. She set her porcelain cup down, locking her eyes onto Eren with a beautiful, polite smile, charming smile he had ever witnessed.
"Hello there, Eren Volsver. You’ve finally arrived," the blue-haired girl greeted with a voice smooth like honey.
His legs felt like lead as he walked and sank down onto the soft cushion, blue eyes entirely locked onto the terrifyingly gorgeous woman across the table.
Upon closer look, she was stunning. She was far too hot, radiating a dense, oppressive level of high-tier beauty exactly like she had in The Throne Hearts.
And this girl was the sole reason that he had ended up in a coma.
Aria Reedings.
The sole daughter of Duke Reedings, and the crazy fiance of Reinhardt who had tormented Alice, the protagonist.
She tilted her head, savouring the confused look of his. "Shall we talk about my business now? Eren."
Emma stood at the door side, looking between the two nobles. It’s suspicious that Aria Reedings to suddenly show up at the Volsver estate, unannounced and demanding an urgent audience with him.
Finally shaking off the mild irritation of being aggressively cuckblocked right before a hard-earned library climax, Eren dragged his signature composure back.
"Hello there, Miss Aria Reedings. Nice to meet you," Eren greeted smoothly, offering a casual nod as he reached down to pour himself a fresh cup of tea. "And how exactly is your precious fiancé doing these days?"
