Chapter 172: The Chrysanthemum is in Danger
If the Crown Prince's gaze had just held killing intent before, now it was practically death by a thousand cuts. Sun Jiaojiao almost froze solid on the spot.
She hurriedly lied, "N-no, how could that be possible?"
A trace of doubt and mistrust flashed in the Crown Prince's eyes. He hesitated, wanting to ask but fearing the answer would be affirmative. In the end, it descended directly into a furious punishment. "Lie down!"
Sun Jiaojiao's heart jumped. She silently wailed in her mind, "It's over! It's over!" But her legs, of their own accord, trembled as she lay down.
The Crown Prince, enraged, grabbed her buttocks, lifted them, and spread her legs wide, wide open, until her tender pink little chrysanthemum was clearly visible. Only then did he press his bulging Dragon Root against the tightly clenched pinkness and, without any lubrication, fiercely fucked into it.
Along with the tearing, splitting pain, Sun Jiaojiao let out a "Wah!" and burst into tears.
It's over…
It's over…
The chrysanthemum is in danger! The chrysanthemum is in danger!
The man behind her paid no attention to her despair. Truly like he was on a battlefield, red-eyed with slaughter, he thrust fiercely and directly into her chrysanthemum.
"Sob, sob, sob…" Sun Jiaojiao knew what it meant when the Crown Prince got angry. She could only silently endure the pain of her rear being stretched and torn, covering her mouth and whimpering quietly. She didn't even dare to cry too loudly, for fear of angering His Highness the Crown Prince and inviting even more violent thrusts.
She couldn't even blame the Crown Prince for his anger. If she had to blame someone, she had to blame herself…
She was His Highness the Crown Prince's legal consort, enjoying the honor of being his one and only in this patriarchal society, yet she wasn't satisfied. She had brazenly slept with so many handsome men, and on top of that, she had let someone touch her chrysanthemum before the Crown Prince had.
The Crown Prince was born incredibly noble. He could, out of love for her, tolerate the vast green grassland on his head, but that didn't mean he could tolerate his food being eaten by someone else first.
Right now, the Crown Prince was pumping wildly into Sun Jiaojiao from behind, each thrust sending her to the brink of death, making her see stars. Yet, in her mind, Sun Jiaojiao had already found every reason for the Crown Prince to lose his temper, completely absolving him, feeling that she had purely brought this upon herself.
The more she covered her mouth and cried muffledly, the less satisfied the Crown Prince felt.
Fucking her until she cried out in pain-only that would be a sufficient punishment.
This woman, he had spoiled her rotten. That's why she was so lawless, completely disregarding him, not knowing what shame was. Cheating on him with random men was one thing, but she even let men of such lowly status fuck her chrysanthemum. Where was the Crown Princess's dignity? Where was his, the Crown Prince's, dignity?
This was a place he hadn't even brought himself to fuck…
The more the Crown Prince thought, the angrier he became, and the "punishment" grew stronger and stronger. He even slapped her perky buttocks as he fucked her, hitting the round cheeks until they were red and swollen, like two big balloons that would pop with a single poke.
His intention was punishment, but, perversely, after being fucked so hard for a while, Sun Jiaojiao seemed to grow numb. It didn't hurt as much, and she actually started to get into it.
She couldn't help but rock her hips, meeting the Crown Prince's thrusts. Her two hands couldn't help but hook onto the Crown Prince's thighs, desperately pushing herself onto his Dragon Root.
The Crown Prince saw her change, and his body tensed. His temper flared even more.
"You like being fucked in the rear?"
"I-I like it…" Sun Jiaojiao couldn't take the stimulation and blurted it out. "Your-Your Highness… deeper…"
The moment the Crown Prince thought of Sun Jiaojiao possibly begging another man, just as delicately, to fuck her deeper, he felt an incomparable rage. His thrusts became even more savage, wishing he could stab to the very bottom every single time.
"Who else have you been fucked in the rear by?"
"N-no one…"
"Was it that guard I threw in the water prison?"
"N-no, not him…" Sun Jiaojiao was in the heat of the moment, her brain not working properly. She didn't realize this question was a trap and just answered reflexively.
The Crown Prince's expression changed when he heard that.
"So you have been fucked in the rear by someone…" He suddenly stopped, his cock pausing deep inside her, leaving Sun Jiaojiao feeling unsatisfied but not daring to act up. She looked back at the Crown Prince pitifully, only to see a face that was frozen to its absolute limit. "Speak. Who was it?"
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