Chapter 84

Ellen tightly shut her eyes, her lips trembling as she shed tears. Lennox gazed at her face and spoke.

“Say it, Ellen. Say what you want. Be honest, just like you always have.”

“I…”

What she wanted. What Ellen had always wished for, and what she desired most at this moment—something she was too sorry and afraid to mention, selfish but her one true wish.

“I want to be happy with you. I want to live with you, laugh in front of you like before, talk honestly, stay by your side. Lennox, I… I want to live with you. I want to be happy.”

If she had known she would crumble so easily, she would have spoken honestly to him. She wouldn’t have accepted that bet just to torment him. If she had known she could be honest so easily, she wouldn’t have said harsh things to him. Ellen wanted to be happy. With Lennox. She wanted to stay with him, to stand by his side as a lifelong companion. A satisfied smile appeared on Lennox’s lips.

“Yes… Now you’re finally telling me your true feelings.”

Lennox’s fingers lifted Ellen’s chin. With a face soaked in tears, Ellen blankly looked up at him. Darkness had completely settled over the world. She couldn’t see his face, but his red eyes shone vividly in the dark. As his red eyes drew closer, she could clearly feel his breath. Ellen’s eyelids trembled slightly with tension and closed.

His lips gently bit her small lips. As if savoring the feel, his soft lips rubbed and pressed against hers. His lips nibbled and pulled at her lower lip.

A small m*an escaped between their joined lips. A pleasant heat seemed to spread through her body. Ellen’s arms wrapped around Lennox’s neck. She felt the warmth from his thick, solid neck. Lennox’s strong arms encircled her waist, holding her tightly in his embrace. She didn’t feel the chilly autumn wind. Even the usual sorrowful sound of insects was absent. Only the firm arms around her waist, his broad chest pressed against hers, and the hot breaths exchanged between their lips drew her in and made her forget reality. When their wet lips parted, Ellen cautiously opened her eyes. Lennox gently caressed her lips and whispered.

“Let’s go back, Ellen.”

Instead of answering, Ellen hugged Lennox’s neck even tighter.

* * *

Seventeen years old. Ellen vividly remembered the first time she was with Lennox in her room. Both were clumsy, sharing feelings different from before. In this room, where they had spent so much time together, Ellen opened herself to him again.

His large hand slipped into her thick red hair, slowly stroking through it. He paused briefly at tangled spots, but skillfully untangled them as he stroked. When he reached the ends, he lifted her hair. Lennox kissed the tips lightly, never taking his eyes off Ellen.

“Lennox.”

“Ellen.”

It didn’t matter who spoke first; they called each other’s names at the same time. The red hair slipped free from his fingers, falling in waves. His hand gently stroked Ellen’s forehead, slowly moving down. The touch of his rough fingertips against her soft skin felt strangely new. Her neat eyebrows, gently closed eyes, perfectly shaped nose, soft cheeks and moist lips, slender neck—all the beloved features he had kissed, touched, and admired countless times.

With a soft sound, her clothes slid smoothly along her body at his touch. Even her tightly fitted undergarments loosened and fell away. Moonlight streaming through the window traced her slender body. Lennox took in the contrast of red hair and pale skin, reaching out to caress her collarbone.

“Beautiful.”

There were no words that could describe Ellen better than that. Her lips curved softly. Her small hand grasped his wrist and slid it downward. Where his fingertips passed, heat lingered on her skin. Lennox held his breath for a moment. As if touching her for the first time, his hand began to move cautiously. Ellen let out a sigh mixed with a faint m*an.

She felt thirsty. Her throat was dry as if parched. She wanted to swallow those moist, slightly parted lips, to mark every part of her body with heat. Lennox quickly took off his clothes, tossing them carelessly to the floor. Ellen watched as Lennox undressed, taking in every detail. Seeing his body, stronger than the last time, Ellen unconsciously reached for his chest. When her fingertips touched his firm chest, she felt him flinch slightly. Her hand glided lightly over his chest, finally pressing against the left side. Feeling his fast-beating heart, Ellen pressed her hand firmly, as if opening a door. She felt the heartbeat pulsing through his body, and with a hint of possessiveness, she whispered,

“You’re mine.”

That short phrase brought a storm in its wake. Lennox roughly kissed Ellen’s lips and pushed her back. Her pale body, wrapped in moonlight, fell onto the bed. The scattered moonlight seemed to sparkle atop her body—it must have been an illusion.

His heated lips began kissing Ellen’s pale skin. Everywhere his lips passed, small flames of heat were left behind.

“Hng.”

A sharp, pleasant sensation tingled through her. His lips moved boldly over her soft skin, greedily claiming her. Ellen wrapped her arms around his head, pulling him close.

‘More, more, more. Be greedy for me.’

The scent of sandalwood mixed with her skin’s warmth, intensifying the heat.

Lennox’s lips gradually moved downward. Wherever he went, tiny blossoms of heat shivered and bloomed. Ellen’s fingers tangled restlessly in his black hair as she sighed softly. The heat from the marks he left on Ellen’s body made her whole body feverish.

Suddenly, Ellen cried out with a small, mixed m*an. Lennox had nipped her skin sharply.

A fierce tremor shot through her body like a lightning strike. The sudden, intense stimulation made Ellen squirm, but she couldn’t escape his grip.

“Le… Lennox……”

Tears welled in her eyes. Her whole body trembled, fear creeping in. The stimulation he gave her was almost too much to bear.

Even so, Ellen didn’t push him away. She had rejected and distanced him before; now, she wanted him to be as greedy as he wished. Ellen wanted to be buried in his desire. She shifted her position. Her body was weak, and even that was difficult, but with Lennox supporting her, she managed.

With vision blurred by heat, Ellen gazed at Lennox’s broad shoulders as he claimed her. She took in his muscular body, the firm hips, every detail, even as pleasure and heat made it hard to think.

As Lennox slowly rose, Ellen’s unfocused eyes followed. Before she could think, their gazes met—his red eyes full of desire and longing. Suddenly, her view flipped.

“Ah… ugh!”

Ellen gasped. Before the cry could finish, he was upon her. A suffocating m*an burst forth, her mind turning white, her body trembling with spasms. She shook so much from lingering pleasure she nearly forgot to breathe.

“It’s not over yet, Ellen.”

“Mm… yes.”

At Lennox’s whisper from behind, Ellen answered with a voice blurred between a m*an and a reply. Lennox wrapped his arm around her belly to keep her from collapsing again. Each slow movement sent pleasure up her spine.

Ellen pressed closer to Lennox. She wanted to confirm—

‘I’m yours, you’re mine.’

The feeling of sweat dropping on her back, his breaths, the moonlight shining on the polished wooden floor… she couldn’t perceive anything.

His embrace. Warmth. Breath. Scent. And endless rising desire.

The room, after five years, was filled with the haze of the two lovers’ desire—all through the night.

* * *

She didn’t remember when she fell asleep. She must have passed out from pleasure, giving herself to him and claiming him, then dozed off. When she opened her eyes, the world outside the window was tinged with blue dawn.

“…Lennox.”

Ellen breathed softly, holding his large, still-warm hand. She moved closer to him.

Lennox kissed Ellen’s pale shoulder. He rolled Ellen over, climbing atop her. He grabbed her flat belly and lifted her up. Ellen moved with him, offering no resistance, squeezing her eyes shut as she gripped the pillow.

“I’m so embarrassed… Lennox. Ah.”

Her back arched inward, trembling. Her body, which had cl*maxed several times, heated up and became sensitive so easily.

It felt as if every nerve was concentrated in one place. Her whole body was colored with pleasure. Soon, embarrassment faded and Ellen surrendered herself completely to pleasure.

“…Ah!”

Suddenly, Ellen’s head jerked back, her vision turning white. Sensation swept through her body, paralyzing her with pleasure that faded away like the ebbing tide. Her body went limp, but Lennox’s hand lifted her belly again.

Ellen surrendered herself to him once more. She wanted him whenever she could. Ellen was as greedy for Lennox as he was for her, claiming him again and again.