Underwear Thief

"We are outside, Milord…" Liam was expressionless. He was annoyed. When he had only Harriet and Harriet in his head, that he didn't care about the time and place, how could this woman not think the same thing as him? Didn't his wife also want him? Did his wife just do everything because of the agreement? "Does Madam not want me?" Liam asked. He criticized himself at his own uncontrollable heart. How could he be this greedy? Harriet looked straight at Liam and couldn't understand. "Milord, I stopped you because I too…" "You want me to?" Liam approached again and locked her on the balcony railing. Harriet decided to give up for a moment. Maybe if she let her husband do it a little, he could calm down. But Harriet gasped when Liam had somehow pulled her skirt up. Her heart was pounding so hard as she looked left and right, down and up the buildings, to see if anyone was looking at them from any angle. "Milord..." "Don't worry, there's no one near here," the man said flatly. Harriet blinked. Well, somehow she could believe him…? Liam was back on making love to her, and doing something like this outside felt so different and too risky for Harriet. "Mhm?" Harriet felt Liam rub the protruding part of his pants against her underwear. Hard. Very hard and hot— "Why is Milord suddenly… nghh–ah, ah!" Harriet covered her mouth with her hand and stared in horror at Liam. The man smirked slyly with both golden eyes staring at her mischievously. Harriet couldn't contain her voice as Liam's long, thick fingers had sunk inside her. Harriet's clear liquid dripped onto the floor, and Harriet was shaking to the tips of her toes. Something foreign that suddenly entered her startled Harriet and pressed a switch on Harriet's body. Liam pulled out his two fingers quickly, stimulating several good spots simultaneously. Harriet gasped. Beneath her skirt, Liam had supported her legs around his slender waist and positioned his manhood down there. "Madam, is going to the capital tomorrow?" Liam asked in Harriet's ear. Was that why Liam suddenly behaved like this? Harriet had to leave tomorrow, and she couldn't tell Liam because she didn't know when he would wake up. The tip of Liam's p***s had sunk into her wet deep fold. Harriet was about to hear a loud moan when she suddenly saw movements behind the balcony door. Liam stopped moving and turned his head. The man stuffed something into his trouser pocket and helped Harriet straighten up. Harriet's vision was blurry as Liam straightened his pants and jumped away. Harriet blinked in confusion. Was she just… Was he left behind? Did she get dumped? Abandoned? The balcony door opened, and Harriet realized. Liam ran away because there was… A pair of Lycan nobles and his mate entered the balcony and kissed each other. Both of them were surprised to see Harriet there and quickly backed away. Harriet's mind went blank. Slowly, annoyance boiled under her stomach and rose to her head. Harriet's brows furrowed sharply, and her face turned red. She got pissed off! But why was she upset about not being able to f**k that guy?! Harriet thought she had gone mad. This was outside! And she was upset about not being able to f**k outside?! "Liam Almandine…" Harriet's hands clenched tightly, but suddenly, she realized something. Harriet looked down at the floor, left, right, and everywhere, but couldn't find it. Where were her panties?! "Gasp!" Harriet gasped in disbelief as she remembered her husband putting something in his trouser pocket. U-u-u-underwear thief?! Liam Almandine?! Her husband— Harriet's heart felt like it would jump out of her because she was too upset, embarrassed, and… aroused. It felt bizarre. It was so ridiculous, embarrassing, and… thrilling…? Harriet wanted to cry, but her temper made her want to see him again. She would flip the hell out if he's already passed out by the time she arrived– Harriet returned to the banquet hall, rushing past the nobles while making an annoyed and blushing face at the same time. She no longer cared about everyone's stares and immediately left the party to walk up the tower. Liam. Liam. Liam! Just see what would happen if that guy left her sleeping and was irresponsible after getting her soaking wet down there like this! ***  Liam landed on his tower window with sweat dripping down his forehead. He was slightly out of breath as his body began to heat up. He was too greedy.  He cursed himself for putting his wife in such a situation, outside, where others could see them—but Harriet's reaction and expression on the balcony were too seductive for him, and he couldn't help it.  How could he refuse the delicious food that was served right in front of him? He had to leave to control himself. He had to go to cool off his head. How could she hold him tightly like this? How did she arouse all his desires and thirst like this? Liam tore off his white tunic and threw it on the floor, feeling uncomfortable. Then, he unbuttoned his trousers which felt so tight. His c**k stood erect and throbbed painfully. "Harriet…" he whispered, his golden eyes started to get misty. He sat at the tower window, spread his legs wide, and tried to calm the fire burning him with his own hands. He stroked it up and down slowly, imagining the time he was inside Harriet. But after a while, he realized more was needed. Liam remembered something he had hidden in his pocket while hurrying to escape. He took out his wife's panties– Since when did Liam Almandine become this perverted? But he didn't hesitate to take in the scent of the panties and continued to stroke his manhood until he almost fell into white euphoria. "Harriet… Harriet–" CREAK! BLAM! Liam stopped moving when he saw the woman in the beautiful dress opening the door of his room, gasping for air. It was his wife… Harriet saw Liam rooted to the spot with her underwear over his face. The man's left hand was holding his manhood, which was expelling precum from the tip. Harriet's gaze wavered, and Liam felt a chill run down his spine.  His wife… looked angry. "Why did you leave me there alone?!" Harriet stepped forward, straight at him with vast strides and snatched back her panties. Liam wore a surprised expression with his eyebrows raised high. "M-Madam…" Liam looked at Harriet's red face, which was so adorable and full of l**t at the same time. He was even more surprised when Harriet knelt before him – in front of his still engorged hardness. "Madam?" LICK Liam groaned. "Madam, wait—" Harriet licked the tip of the man's c**k once more, and then—