Chapter 7

“Ahh…”

“Answer me, Sara. Say you’ll do this only with me. Say you’re mine.”

“I, I…”

Every time he thrust roughly, Sara’s mind went blank. Declan, eyes gleaming, grabbed her shapely br*asts.

“Hurry, say it. That you belong to me.”

“Hng~ Ahhh~”

Wet sounds echoed rapidly. Her peak was crushed again and again until she finally cl*maxed. Tears spilled from Sara’s trembling eyes, a primal response. Her ears rang and stars flashed before her eyes—she couldn’t even speak coherently. Sensing this, Declan clicked his tongue.

“Can’t be helped. Sara, if you agree, just nod. Can you do that?”

“Hng, ah, mm…”

Sara couldn’t tell if her sounds were moans or answers. Declan gripped her hips tightly and stopped moving. Then, in a chilling yet sweet voice, he whispered,

“You’ll marry me, right? Hm, Sara?”

“…Mmm…”

He had stopped moving, but the heat burning through her body lingered. Sara shivered at the sensation and reflexively nodded. In truth, she barely understood what he was saying.

Regardless, permission was permission. Declan’s face lit up. He pulled Sara into a tight embrace, burying his face in her soft shoulder and murmured with emotion,

“I knew it. I believed we’d be like this again. Didn’t you?”

“…Mm…”

Her answer was still dazed, but Declan was satisfied. He held Sara completely, his heart surging. The years had been hard to endure, but he felt no resentment. After all, they had come back together in the end.

“Sara, do you like it?”

Declan licked up her downy ear, nibbling gently as he whispered. Sara’s body trembled. Just as her pleasure was fading, his touch reignited the flames.

“Haah, Sara. I love this…”

The wild thrusting and grinding was incredible, but what Declan loved more was warming Sara’s body and seeing her sob with overwhelming pleasure.

He swallowed and reached down to rub her er*ect nub. The intense pleasure made Sara’s back stiffen. Declan rubbed his wet, hard length against her entrance, then slid in smoothly.

“Hng…”

Sara purred like a cat, her shoulders shivering. Declan gazed at her lovingly and playfully bit her shoulder. After a moment, once she seemed adjusted, he began to move again.

Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust. The pace gradually increased. The friction between her walls and his length smoothed out the tight folds inside. When the tip brushed her deepest spot, Sara shuddered; when he slammed in, she moaned sweetly. Declan felt like he was losing his mind.

“I want to suck you…”

When he bit and licked her swollen cl*t, Sara moaned so intensely it sounded like she might die. At climax, her whole body flushed red and trembled—an absolute spectacle. Though it was their first time, Declan decided that pleasuring Sara orally was his favorite.

He clicked his tongue regretfully, then shrugged.

“Well, we have plenty of time together… Right now, I just need to be inside you.”

Sara was too lost in pleasure to hear him. His large, firm body thrust forward, making her arch her back and moan.

“Haa.”

“Whew…”

Declan lifted Sara onto his body, then lay back. With him still inside, Sara found herself sitting astride his stomach, flushed and bewildered. Declan chuckled and said,

“Move.”

“…Me?”

The unexpected request snapped her back to reality.

“It’s not just for me, right? It’s more fun together.”

Declan’s eyes shone blue, wild as a beast. Sara groaned, unable to hide her awkwardness. Declan frowned.

“Am I wrong? Didn’t our hearts connect? We agreed to marry, didn’t we?”

“…That…”

Sara’s face turned red. She wanted to blame the pleasure, but it wasn’t the whole reason. Now, thinking clearly, she was embarrassed by how easily she’d nodded and agreed. But…

‘That’s how I really feel.’

In this extreme situation, she finally understood. The opposite of love wasn’t hate, but indifference. Her resentment toward Declan was just another form of love. She still liked him.

‘I was willing to do anything rather than watch him die in front of me.’

If only she hadn’t believed Rebecca, that cunning girl, things wouldn’t have turned out like this…

‘Look at that handsome face, all tense. Holy Knights are the Empire’s treasure, is it okay to treat him so roughly?’

She’d long forgotten her past insistence that he should be fighting on the battlefield. Sara stroked Declan’s fine face with a look of regret, then slowly ran her hand over his firm chest. When her nail accidentally grazed his n*pple, Declan tensed up.

“Ha… Are you doing that on purpose?”

“…What did I do?”

Realizing she’d excited him, Sara’s eyes sparkled. Until now, she’d only been swept along by him, but now she felt good about being able to affect him too.

‘Will he like this even more?’

Sara slowly leaned down and kissed his cheek. It was a simple, childlike kiss. Declan, curious about what she’d do next, watched quietly.

Smooch, smooch, smooch, smooch. Her lips pressed gently against his hard body—his neck, shoulder, collarbone, and upper chest. Each soft kiss made his muscles tense.

Sara felt his length swell even more inside her and grinned. It was proof Declan liked her touch.

“Mmm…”

Her small mouth circled his firm chest, then took his n*pple. Her hand teased the other one. Declan, feeling a pleasure he’d never known, gasped. His stomach and legs tensed. Sara felt like she was sitting on a rock.

Squish, squish… As she bent and moved, her entrance squeezed and rubbed against him. Sara felt the heat rising from below and exhaled deeply.

She loved how thrilling it was when Declan thrust up like a madman, but moving herself and controlling the pleasure was a new sensation. Sara smiled faintly and rotated her hips. His length shifted inside her, stimulating every sensitive spot. Another moan escaped her.

Watching from below, Declan reached up and gently caressed her br*asts. Her n*pples tingled, making Sara twist her hips. Suddenly, her body gripped him tightly and Declan groaned.

“Are you trying to kill me before we even get married?”

Sara smirked and teased him,

“You think a Holy Knight would die from this? Hmph, I don’t need a man who can’t handle it.”

Declan’s eyes flashed at her words.

“…You’ll regret saying that.”

He growled like a beast, then thrust his hips up hard. Thud! Sara felt him hit deeper than ever, arched her back, and moaned.

“Ahhh…”

“Haa…”

Sara’s eyelids trembled. The pleasure shot up her spine, sparking in her brain. She moved her hips eagerly in time with his rhythm—her instincts searching for more pleasure. Her br*asts bounced in circles, and Declan’s eyes reddened as he watched.

To be able to suck her br*asts and be inside her at the same time—he felt he could die happy.

Whoosh! Declan rolled Sara onto her back and mounted her. Unable to hold back any longer, he lifted her long legs onto his shoulders and moved wildly.

“Ahhh~”

Her sensitive flesh was rubbed and pressed without mercy. Sara couldn’t think straight. The pleasure built and built until she felt like a bomb about to explode.

“Haa, haa… Declan, harder… harder…”

She felt hot, itchy, and aching below. His large size kept rubbing her, but she wanted more. Her entrance greedily swallowed and squeezed him. Declan gritted his teeth and pumped relentlessly.

The curse was long forgotten. The stone chamber had become their place of union. The air was filled with lewd sounds and moans. The cold underground air was warmed by their passion.

“Ah, ahhh, ahh, Declan… ah!”

Another climax. Sara trembled all over, not even counting how many times she’d peaked. Declan, loving her even more, pulled her close. Then he let himself go.

Spurt, spurt—his release filled her, and her body hungrily drank it in. The two clung to each other, panting and savoring the afterglow. After a while, they quietly touched each other and spoke with their eyes. It wasn’t hard—they’d always understood each other since childhood.

“The curse is broken.”

Sara spoke calmly. She channeled magic to check, but there was no trace of the curse left. It was completely gone.

“I didn’t expect it to break in less than a day…”

Declan murmured, a little regretful. Sara glanced at him, but honestly, she felt a bit regretful too. Now that their hearts and bodies were united, it was already over…

“Should we go back? If we’re too late, everyone will worry.”

At her words, Declan looked at her with lingering longing, then sighed.

“Yeah.”

Sara stretched her arms up, arching her stiff body. Her soft chest, slender waist, and dazzling hips were revealed. Declan gazed at her beautiful body, then reluctantly got up and dressed.

Sara, now wrapped in her robe, headed to the altar where the offering lay. She stared at the blood-soaked, dark object for a moment, swallowing hard.

“Hm…”

After a while, she turned back to look at Declan, who was shaking out his cloak. Even with his shirt and light armor on, his body was still alluring. Sara looked away and returned her attention to the offering, carefully placing it into the pouch with the sealing spell.

“By the way.”

“Yeah?”

Declan, folding his cloak, looked up at Sara’s words. She pointed upstairs with her finger.

“Do you think the door’s open?”

Her tone suggested she hoped it was still locked. Her face showed subtle excitement and anticipation.

Realizing the situation, Declan let out a dry laugh.

“Even if it is, it doesn’t matter. I’ll break it down if I have to.”

His gaze at Sara overflowed with sweet affection. Sara grinned.

“I like that.”

The two began undressing each other. Their hands, already heated, were impatient. Soon, the stone chamber was filled with moans again.