Chapter 2

Why did she think it was a wolf? 

In another sense, it really was a wolf. 

Thick arms pulled Jenna back as she was about to sit down. Naturally, wolves don’t have arms. It was Kendrick O’Jear.

His silver-streaked gray hair reflected the moonlight, shining brightly, and his eyes, reminiscent of a cold wind, were vivid even in the darkness. He looked like a giant wolf transformed into a human.

Without any light, the way he stood with glowing eyes was truly wolf-like, and he wasn’t just Kendrick O’Jear, but an angry Kendrick O’Jear. His cold gaze was even more threatening, but Lady Jenna wasn’t the type of woman to be intimidated by such things.

Wolf-like scoundrel! Who’s the reason for this suffering?

She struggled to spit at him, twisting her body caught in his grasp. As she did, her tightly fastened gray robe came loose.

Kendrick O’Jear completely removed Jenna’s sleeping robe, letting it fall, and firmly gripped her trembling, slender shoulders beneath the thin gown with both hands.

His voice, eerie like the calm before a storm, pierced her ears.

“Whether you’re fearless or shameless, you’re impressive, Bloodstorm. You’re really talented at turning me inside out.”

She opened her mouth to retort, but suddenly, a fierce, wet tongue invaded between her parted lips. The brazen, strong tongue demanded she open wider, exploring the inside of her lips and licking and rubbing her intimate mucous membranes.

Unable to even close her eyes, she glared at Kendrick with her light brown eyes, but his gaze met hers, gleaming with desire.

Jenna soon gasped for breath. As she did, the tongue that had retreated slightly to let her breathe began tasting her lower lip and chin thoroughly.

As she inhaled sharply, he returned, biting and sucking her lips hard. Jenna, not backing down, sucked on Kendrick’s unruly tongue and gently tugged at his soft lips with her teeth.

Taking it as a provocation, the man’s hand invaded her thin gown, grasping her ample br*asts. He pinched her n*pple between two fingers and gently pulled, causing Jenna to let out a suppressed moan, and then twisted her plump n*pple hard.

No, what is he doing in this forest! Surely… not here?

Determined to prevent it, she grabbed Kendrick’s thick forearm and sharply warned him.

“Stop! Stop it! What if someone sees?”

However, of course, the shameless man was different.

“Hey, Bloodstorm. Who’s here? And Magda definitely put you to bed and dressed you in pajamas, so why are you out here wearing a robe? It seems like a strong expression of intent to stay up all night with me again.”

 What, what kind of nonsense! Crazy man!

Even while spouting nonsense, his long, elegant fingers continued to knead Jenna’s br*ast. His thick thumb pressed her n*pple, leaving her too startled to respond.

“I told you; nothing is visible!”

Nonsense spilled from her mouth uncontrollably.

“What do you mean by that? Why is a smart lady like you speaking like that? Are you saying you want to do it where it’s visible? Want to see my n*ked body while we do it?”

If she opened her mouth further, Kendrick O’Jear would respond with more nonsense. So, she closed her mouth for a moment, and in that time, the darkness of the forest enveloped them like a blanket, and the slightly chilly air touched their bare skin. 

Bare skin, bare… skin?

Kendrick O’Jear, with restrained and neat movements, stripped Jenna n*ked in one go.

Now, she was standing n*ked in front of Kendrick O’Jear. In the forest, no less. In the open air, without even a roof-like covering! 

My goodness, dear God!

It was fortunate that it was dark. It was pitch black, so nothing could be seen, which was a relief. Of course, his damned cold gaze was reflected in the moonlight, shining even brighter, but surely, he couldn’t see her nakedness entirely.

That was only Jenna Fleur’s misconception. She didn’t know, but seeing his gaze shine coldly like a hunting predator, it seemed he could see everything in the dark night as if it were day.

“Ha! Your br*asts… they’re so beautiful. So big, they must be a gift from God to me. They drive me absolutely crazy.”

If he couldn’t see, he wouldn’t be able to softly caress Jenna’s ample br*asts even in this darkness, precisely pinching her n*pple, bringing his lips to it, and teasing it with his tongue.

Meanwhile, his other hand continued to tug at her other n*pple, tormenting it. Each time the warm tongue wrapped around and sucked her n*pple, the more the act repeated, a thrilling excitement mercilessly whipped down her spine. Even biting her lips couldn’t stop the strange moans from echoing inside her throat.

Jenna stood n*ked in front of Kendrick O’Jear, having her br*asts sucked. Instead of pushing away her husband’s head from her chest, she tousled his fine silver-gray hair, encouraging the thrilling act of his lips sucking her n*pple not to stop.

Kendrick, focused on her chest, suddenly pulled away his lips and uttered a low curse, “Ah, damn!” Then he removed his cloak from his shoulders, spread it on the ground, and urgently undressed. He was so hurried that he threw his clothes off.

He then approached Jenna, bringing her small, soft hand to his chest. As Jenna flinched and tried to pull her hand away, the man, with his lips close to her ear, commanded.

“Feel it, Jenna. Even without seeing, know your husband’s scent, the body. Feel how much I react to your small hand.”

Actually, she hadn’t come here for this! When she set out, she intended to confirm her husband still managed the Pleasure Palace and return to Rodias Castle, planning to sternly reprimand him for his mistakes when he returned.

The battle with Lucus was imminent. It wasn’t Jenna’s intention but Kendrick O’Jear’s lifelong ambition. At such a crucial time, engaging in such unwholesome acts with her husband in the forest outside the Pleasure Palace was absurd! Especially since this was outdoors. Though she had camped outside before, doing it out here? Dear God!

However, what’s the use of thinking righteously? Jenna’s hand ignored the warnings of reason and explored Kendrick’s broad shoulders and muscular, firm forearm.

The texture was truly smooth. When she gently stroked the man’s small n*pple with her soft palm, a rough groan erupted from his mouth. As her palm, which had been softly stroking the n*pple for a while, slightly lowered, she felt his rugged abs. It was a firm stomach with no fat, contrasting with his broad shoulders.

Instead of seeing, the masculine and savage scent emanating from Kendrick was driving her crazy. Because of that, the act paused. When the gentle touch that had been exploring her body stopped, Kendrick’s large hand urgently covered Jenna’s hand, pulling it further down.

Standing so close to him, Jenna wrapped her palm around the coarse man’s groin and the large pouch beneath as gently as possible, trying not to provoke. She was about to pull her hand away after pretending to touch it briefly.

“Ha, you need to grip harder there, dear wife.”

It was too thick to grasp with one hand. Eventually, she hesitantly placed her idle hand on his very excited member.

“But this is too…”

It was too large. Not being able to see it made it feel even bigger. Jenna knew the throbbing member was enormous, but she hadn’t realized how large the pouch firmly attached below it would be.

Reluctantly, she cradled the man’s member with one hand and rubbed the pouch with the other, causing Kendrick’s body to tremble. He swayed as if he could barely stand.

The darkness that obscured everything heightened her senses. Every hot breath of his, every slight touch of her trembling fingertips trying not to touch her own bare skin, felt like a whip brushing against her sensitive skin.

She was now in a trance-like state. Jenna grasped Kendrick O’Jear’s massive member with both hands and rubbed it quite vigorously.

‘Harder, you say? Fine.’

A self-destructive desire arose, wishing he would lay her down on the cloak he had spread out and press her down with his strong body. Any sense of shame had long vanished.

The thick head of his member, dripping with saliva, was er*ect enough to almost stick to his abdomen. Jenna joined both hands, which had been massaging his pouch, and concluded that it was much thicker than her forearm.

‘At least it’s not thicker than my thigh. That’s good enough.’

She was a woman who had gone mad from not being able to do it with her husband for too long. In her madness, she cherished her husband’s member and rubbed it diligently.

As his member expanded, Kendrick growled like a beast trying to suppress something, and Jenna rubbed even more enthusiastically until she suddenly had the crazy thought that this member was incredibly lovable. So, despite not being able to see, she knelt and kissed the moist head of the member.

Just as she was about to stick out her tongue, an angry voice reached her ears. To Jenna, it sounded genuinely furious.

“Hey! Who told you to touch there with those precious lips? You really are… Get up here.”

It seemed the cloak was laid out for her to lie on. Kendrick O’Jear lay back on the cloak and extended his arm to Jenna.