As he held her knees and spread her legs, she could see the taut flesh of his stomach.

“Shut, shut… ah!”

Despite her pushing his stomach away, Kaelid’s p*nis found its way back there again.

“Huk, huh…!”

The rough friction and sensation of rubbing her already swollen entrance caused her pain once again. Her slender fingers trembled, then clenched into fists.

Her legs, wide apart behind the man’s waist, shook.

Reina gasped. Although her body was still stiff, the s*men stored inside her was slowly flowing out, wetting her dry mucous membranes as it did so.

The pain of her skin being peeled off eased slightly. Her painful breathing eased slightly.

As he continued to thr*st deeply into her, the s*men flowed out in white foam.

“Ah, sss…”

She felt her frozen body loosening slightly as movement returned.

She could feel his wet, sticky p*nis skimming the mucous membrane inside her. As he slid his hard sh*ft against her tender flesh, the familiar sensation of pleasure slowly spread throughout her body.

The forceful thrusting made her v*gina burn hot. Gradually, her inner walls became wetter, and the v*gina that had been clenching tightly around him loosened.

“It’s no different than before.”

Sensing that she was slowly yielding to him, Kaelid let out a quiet, amused chuckle. He gently tapped Reina’s cheek and, when she opened her eyes, she saw Kaelid.

She seemed painfully out of place to him — this man, with his cold eyes and cruel smile, belonged in a world of ash and blood, not here.

A faint, trembling breath laced with fear, confusion, and an indescribable something escaped Reina’s lips.

“Even back then, after it happened once, she became quiet.”

“…”

She tried to turn her head, but he grabbed her cheek tightly. Her body shook as he thr*st deep inside her roughly.

Before she knew it, she could feel her wet v*gina gently wrapping around his p*nis and squeezing it with just the right amount of force.

Was it the friction? Or was it something deeper — something that was dangerously close to real desire? Her heated, swollen walls clung tightly to the slick, pulsing p*nis inside her.

A sharp gasp escaped her lips and she squeezed her eyes shut, overwhelmed by the storm of sensations.

“Ha…….”

Kaelid let out a low m*an and started moving his hips in a steady rhythm. Reina’s slender legs, draped over his waist, trembled faintly, causing her precariously clinging shoes to slip to the ground. Moments ago, only the dry sound of flesh meeting flesh could be heard; now, a wet, suggestive noise joined the rhythm. Pleasure flushed her skin, leaving it damp and warm. A cool breeze kissed the sheen of sweat, easing — but not quenching — the growing heat between them. Bracing her thighs in his hands, he gently eased them wider and gazed down at where his reddened p*nis pressed deeply into her without hesitation.

“Ugh…….”

Her swollen, red v*gina was covered in white s*men bubbles. Her thighs trembled as the thick object entered her.

She shut her eyes tightly and gripped the hem of her skirt. Now, something hard entered her wet v*gina and pulled out again.

“Haa, ugh…”

She could feel Kaelid bending down and coming closer, letting out a low m*an. When she squinted, she saw a pair of blue eyes right in front of her nose.

“Ugh, ah, huff…”

The man thr*st his tongue deep into her mouth, roughly rubbing his lips against hers. The kiss was so intense that she could hardly breathe.

His grip on the hem of her skirt tightened. He wrapped his tongue around hers and bit her soft flesh so hard that it hurt.

“Ah!”

A short scream escaped her lips. As a creepy fear spread from her waist to the top of her head, Kaelid pressed his weight down on her and pushed his p*nis deep inside her.

The thing inside her trembled and shuddered. Another slick substance poured into her sodden insides — a mixture of s*men and love juice.

“Haa, ha…….”

Reina let out a gasp. The flesh inside her was still hard.

“Now, stop…….”

In response to her weak resistance, the man grabbed her slender wrist and pinned it to the ground.

“You’re enjoying yourself now, aren’t you?”

She bit her lip hard at the slurping sound. When he moved his hips again, she could feel the s*men overflowing inside her.

The slippery fl*id soaking her b*ttocks was unpleasant.

“Ah, ugh…!”

What she hated most was that her body was now aroused, just as he had said it would be. Without realising it, Reina let out an excited m*an and turned her head sharply.

“Look straight ahead. Who is your master?’

Unable to bear the sight, Kaelid grabbed her chin tightly and forced her to look at him. Reina blinked slowly. The bright blue sky behind him was crystal clear.

***

Reina stared at the feet that had been lingering outside the door since earlier. She could clearly see a shadow moving back and forth through the gap beneath it. She knew whose they were immediately because of their small size.

“Come in.”

His small footsteps halted, seemingly startled by her words. Reina waited, wondering how long it would take. At last, the door cracked open and Zephion peered around it.

“Reina…”

“Did you need something?”

He had been pacing in front of the lounge for almost ten minutes — an unusually long time for a child to be undecided. Reina couldn’t help but wonder what thoughts had tied him in such knots.

‘Is it about that day?’

Ever since she and Kaelid fell in the garden together, Zephion had been strangely distant. For a moment, she had feared that he might have seen them, but Yuta had assured her that he had taken Zephion to the training grounds at just the right time. So Zephion certainly hadn’t seen anything indecent.

And yet he now treated her with unfamiliar reserve, as though a subtle wall had risen between them.

Reina was surprised at how much it hurt.

‘Why am I hurt?’

Taken aback by this realisation. After all, she had only planned to use the child. Yet the idea that he might be pulling away left her feeling unexpectedly upset. It was absurd.

Since being dragged into House Berend and meeting Kaelid, after everything she had endured, she had believed herself to be beyond such things: beyond peace, beyond forming close bonds and beyond cherishing anything.

‘So why…?’

Was it Zephion’s presence, and his natural, unhesitating approach, that made her remember things she thought she had long forgotten? Or did the walls around her heart quietly begin to crumble because he was a child?

For so long, Reina had been surrounded by people who always wanted something from her. But Zephion looked at her with eyes that expected nothing, offering only quiet, innocent regard. And that, more than anything, unsettled her.

Kaelid wanted her obedience.

Yuta wanted his love to be returned.

Rose, though loyal, enjoyed the perks that came with being Reina’s closest personal maid.

The others were no different. Whether their desires were grand or small, everyone expected something from her.

But Zephion didn’t. He wanted nothing at all.

“Reina…”

The boy stood hesitantly in the doorway, shifting his weight from foot to foot. Reina gave him a small wave, beckoning him inside. Slowly, Zephion slipped through the gap, fidgeting with his fingers as he did so.

“Come here.”

At her words, Zephion glanced up at her, his steps uncertain as he approached. She didn’t bombard him with questions or demand explanations. She simply waited, giving him space to speak when he was ready.

His golden eyes flickered with unease and darted around as if he were searching for the right moment. For a child, the emotions in his gaze were surprisingly complex:

Embarrassment. Hesitation. And perhaps just a hint of fear.

‘What could be bothering him so much?’

She couldn’t begin to guess what was going through his mind.

As she stared silently at him, Zephion let out a heavy, uncharacteristic sigh and dropped his shoulders. Then, slowly, he spoke.

“Do you like Kaelid?”

“…..”

The unexpected question left her speechless.

Should she say yes? Or no?

If she said she didn’t like him, would Zephion even be able to understand after everything they had done? But saying she liked Kaelid… she didn’t want to go that far either.

“Why are you asking that?”

“Do you like Kaelid?”

He asked again, his wide eyes searching her face. Perhaps her silence had come across as an admission.

“Kaelid and I…”

She trailed off. There was no easy way to describe their relationship.

Brother and sister? Absolutely not.

Technically, yes — they were siblings by law. But what kind of siblings slept together almost every night?

Calling him her lover didn’t feel right either. There was no love between them.

‘Then again, maybe Kaelid does love me in his own twisted way.’

Reina couldn’t say whether it was true love. But judging by Kaelid’s obsession with her, it certainly seemed to be his interpretation of it.

Even if it was love, however, nothing would change because she didn’t love him.

To her, he was just a s*xual partner. Or, more accurately, she was his doll. His possession. His slave.