Men of the Harem (137 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 865

“Master…”

Calain whispered in pain as La Til’s upper body pressed against him. He carefully held onto the strands of hair he had been stroking, clinging to them as if for support.

“You really love Begomia, don’t you?”

La Til curled her body into a ball, still hugging Calain’s legs tightly.

Calain tried his best not to get overly stimulated, but it wasn’t easy. After gently stroking La Til’s hair with caution, he finally couldn’t hold back and moved his hand to her back.

His hand, which had been tracing her shoulder blades, seemed to climb up toward her shoulders and then approached her lips.

La Til lightly nibbled on his cold fingertips, as if tasting them. A low, stifled groan, like that of a wild beast in quiet agony, escaped Calain’s lips once more.

La Til buried her nose in his body and took a deep breath, inhaling his pleasant scent.

Was it because he was a vampire? Or was it simply because he was Calain? Why did he always smell so refreshingly cool?

“You truly smell wonderful, Calain.”

Calain took La Til’s hand and kissed each of her fingernails one by one, then pressed her palm to his nose and mimicked her by taking a deep breath.

La Til smiled, sat up, and perched herself on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.

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Duke Atraxi entered the palace in high spirits—Ranamun had unexpectedly sent word requesting to meet him first, for the first time in a long while.

He had brought along armfuls of gifts intended for Flerra and Ranamun before heading into the palace.

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