Lord Summoner's Freedom Philosophy: Grimoire of Love

Chapter 192 The Bordering Billage (6) Wilhelmina's Dream

The opulent room, adorned with intricate carvings and gilded fixtures, exudes an air of grandeur and sophistication. Soft rays of sunlight filter through the silk curtains, casting a warm glow across the room and illuminating the figures of a man and a woman standing in the center.

He cuts an imposing figure, tall and broad-shouldered, with piercing black eyes and chiseled features. His tailored suit fits him like a second skin, accentuating the hard planes of his body and hinting at the power that lies beneath. As he gazes at the woman before him, his eyes seem to sparkle with a mix of desire and admiration.

She, too, is a vision to behold. Her hair falls in soft waves around her face, framing her delicate features and sparkling eyes. Her dress, a creation of fine silk and lace, hugs her curves in all the right places, accentuating her lithe figure and hinting at a sensuality that belies her refined demeanor.

As they stand in the luxurious room, surrounded by ornate furnishings and works of art that speak to their refined tastes, there is an undeniable energy between them. It crackles in the air, tangible and electric, drawing them closer with each passing moment.

At this moment, nothing else matters but the connection they share, the spark of desire that courses between them like an unbreakable bond. They are two halves of a whole, drawn together by fate and held together by the intensity of their passion.

The scene is one of beauty, of opulence, and of raw emotion. It is a moment frozen in time, captured forever in the memories of those who witness it. And as the man and woman stand in the center of the grand room, lost in each other's gaze, it is clear that their love will endure, defying the passage of time and the challenges that lie ahead.

"You look beautiful, my lady," Lyan whispered into her ear, his voice husky with desire. He reached up and caressed her cheek gently. She shuddered at the touch of his fingers sliding across her skin. He pulled her close to him, crushing her against his muscular frame and kissing her passionately.

"Mmm," she moaned softly, wrapping her arms around his neck. She could feel her body responding to his kiss, and her cave throbbed with anticipation. Their tongues danced together, exploring each other's mouths.

He broke the kiss and looked deep into her eyes. "Are you ready for me, my lady?" he asked.

Her eyes fluttered open, and she smiled at him. "Oh yes, go on," she replied softly. She pushed herself up onto her knees and straddled him, her hands moving down to grasp the hem of her dress. With a quick tug, her dress fell to the ground, leaving her completely nude in front of him. Her breasts jutted proudly from her chest, and her nipples hardened beneath the cool air of the room.

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As Wilhelmina straddled Lyan, she felt a surge of desire course through her body. She had been waiting for this moment for what felt like an eternity. She reached down and took his hardness in her hand, guiding it towards her entrance.

With a low growl, Lyan grabbed her hips and pushed her down onto him. Wilhelmina gasped as she felt him fill her completely, stretching her to the limits of her endurance.

(F-FInally! H-his huge thing... Entered me...) (Wilhelmina)

They began to move together, their bodies merging in a frenzy of passion. Lyan's hands roamed over her body, teasing and tantalizing her, sending shivers of pleasure through her.

As they moved together, their breathing grew labored and their moans filled the air. Wilhelmina could feel the heat building within her, growing hotter and more intense with each passing moment.

Finally, she felt herself cresting the edge, hurtling towards the release she had been craving. With a loud cry, she arched her back and came, her body convulsing in ecstasy.

As she lay there, spent and panting, she felt Lyan's body stiffen beneath her. With a low growl, he followed her over the edge, his seed spilling inside her.

For a few moments, they lay there, basking in the afterglow of their passion. But as Wilhelmina slowly began to come back to herself, she realized that something was wrong.

She opened her eyes, and as the fog of passion cleared from her mind, she saw that she was not in the opulent room with Lyan. Instead, she was lying in her own bed, the sheets twisted around her legs.

Wilhelmina groaned as the realization hit her. It had all been a dream - a wonderful, intense dream, but a dream nonetheless. She lay there for a few more moments, savoring the remnants of the sensations that still lingered in her body. But as she began to come fully awake, she knew that she needed to face the reality of her life.

"I even dreamed of being at my family's former mansion. What the hell is that dream? Why did it feel so vivid and real? It's all because of that man," Wilhelmina muttered, blaming the man who had been haunting her mind. However, the image of his muscular body and magnificent thing crossed her mind, making her blush.

"Big," Wilhelmina thought to herself, as the image refused to leave her mind. The hidden lust slowly rose inside her, and her hand went to her drenched crotch. Suddenly, she heard a creaking sound.

"Wilhelmina, are you awa-" Tesha stopped her steps halfway and stood still when she saw the sight of the black-haired beauty's flushed face and position of pleasuring herself.

Wilhelmina's heart raced in panic as she realized she had been caught. "Tesha, I can explain," she stammered, but the words caught in her throat as Tesha's gaze locked onto her.

".....Sorry for disturbing you," Tesha said awkwardly as she turned around to leave the room.

"Wait, Tesha, please!" Wilhelmina called out, but it was too late. Tesha had already left, and Wilhelmina was left alone with her thoughts.

She tried to push the embarrassment aside and focus on the dream. Why had it felt so real? And why had she been so drawn to the man in her dream? She had never felt such intense pleasure before. It was as if he had awakened something inside her that had been dormant for years.

Wilhelmina felt a flush of heat spread through her body as she recalled the details of the dream. The way he had touched her, the way he had whispered in her ear. It was all too much to bear.

"I can't keep doing this," she whispered to herself, as she slowly stood up. Her legs were weak from the release, and she stumbled a few times before steadying herself. But as she made her way towards the door, she heard Tesha's voice again. "It's fine. I'm not so innocent that I don't know why you're doing it. I've heard that women usually need to pent up their urges more than men."

Wilhelmina's cheeks burned with embarrassment as she realized that Tesha had heard everything. "A-At least... Please... Don't tell Lyan about this..." Wilhelmina pleads with a weak voice.

Without giving an answer, Wilhelmina could hear Tesha's steps going to the distance.

(What should I do... But it's all because of that guy in the first place... But it will be too embarrassing if she told him about me pleasuring myself like this...) (Wilhelmina)

Wilhelmina lamented the situation as she walked toward her closet. She needed to get dressed and face the day ahead, but her mind was still consumed with thoughts of her dream.

As she got dressed, she couldn't help but wonder if there was any truth to Tesha's words about women needing to pent up their urges more than men. Was it normal for her to feel such a strong desire, even when she was alone?

But she pushed those thoughts aside and focused on the task at hand. She had work to do, and she couldn't let her personal life get in the way of that. With a deep breath, she strode out of her room and made her way towards the dining room, where the smell of fresh food wafted through the air and the sound of chatter filled the space.

As she approached the room, the din of conversation grew louder, and she could hear the clatter of plates and cutlery. She hesitated for a moment, wondering if she was ready to face the crowd of villagers who had gathered for breakfast. But she steeled herself and pushed open the door.

The room was filled with people, all of them eagerly tucking into the hearty meal that Lyan had prepared. They greeted her warmly, their faces shining with the early morning light. But despite their friendliness, she could only manage a forced smile, her mind still consumed with the events of the previous night.

As she made her way to the table, she heard a familiar voice behind her. It was the person who had caused her current predicament, and she braced herself for what was to come.

"Hm. I didn't expect you to wake up late,"