Her slender back trembled violently as Kaelid’s thumb traced over her tear-soaked cheek.
Her entire body quivered. She understood all too well why he was being so merciless.

Zephion. It had to be because of that child.

This was how he vented the urge to kill it—by taking it out on Reina.
And then, one day, as though waiting for her to finally confess she couldn’t endure any longer, her frantic thoughts gradually began to settle. Panting, she lifted her gaze to his face.

Even without words, Kaelid was always forcing her hand, driving her toward a choice she never wanted to make.

Whether to keep Zephion alive or to save herself from this torment—just one simple plea would have been enough: Don’t do this. Why are you doing this?

Then he would ask if she wished to be freed, and if she answered yes, the child would vanish—erased as though he had never existed in this mansion.

“U-ugh…”

Reina clenched her teeth. The fingers that had been stroking her cheek now brushed her damp eyelashes. Her eyelids quivered, and the tears that had been pooling spilled down her face. She blinked slowly and looked up at the man.

He let out a soft laugh, grasped his saliva-slick p*nis, and stroked it lightly. The hot, rigid flesh tapped against her cheek. Perhaps excited by the defiant look in her eyes, Kaelid seized her pale, platinum hair and yanked her head back.

“Ah!”

A sharp m*an escaped her lips as a thick p*nis suddenly thr*st between them, causing sudden pain.

“Stick out your tongue,” he commanded.

The blunt tip of his gl*ns rubbed along her palate. When she slowly extended her tongue, he clamped his fingers down on her supple flesh, pulling until it ached, and then laid his c*ck across it.

“Mm… ugh…”

The sensation of his tongue rubbing against hers was eerie. The man, who had been pressing his soft tip against her palate, let out a low sigh.

Her mouth hurt from being pulled in. Saliva that she couldn’t swallow overflowed and dripped onto her chest.

“Whew, slurp.”

He let out a low groan as he ran his tongue over the part of her gl*ns that was connected to the sh*ft.

Kaelid’s movements became increasingly intense. Once the sh*ft was tingling and her pierced palate was throbbing, he pushed something hard into her mouth.

“Ugh, ugh…”

Something lukewarm was poured into her mouth. She could taste its pungent flavour and smell s*men in her nostrils.

Her stomach rumbled, but the hand gripping her head tightly showed no sign of letting go.

Reina looked up at the man shuddering with pleasure and held her breath without realising it.

Throwing her head back, Kaelid let out a rough breath and a low m*an as he looked down at her.

A mixture of s*men and saliva dripped from between her lips. She found the sensation of it flowing down her skin unpleasant. Reina gripped the hem of her clothes tightly.

“Haah……. Ha.”

Smiling as if satisfied, Kaelid grabbed his p*nis and squeezed out every last drop of s*men into her mouth.

He slowly wiped away the s*men that had trickled down the corner of her mouth with his fingers. With those same s*men-smelling fingers, he parted Reina’s lips and entered her.

“Ah…….”

Kaelid stirred the s*men in her mouth and rubbed it onto her inner mucosa. The slippery liquid stimulated her entire mouth.

Her stomach rumbled slightly. The man who had been treating the s*men like a game grabbed Reina’s chin.

“…….”

She tightly closed her eyes and swallowed what was filling her mouth.

Looking at her trembling shoulders, the man touched her lips with a finger that still smelt of s*men.

It felt as though what she had swallowed was stuck in her throat and wouldn’t go down.

Each time she breathed, the thick smell made her head spin.

As if to check that she had swallowed everything, the man probed her mouth with his tongue and snickered.

“You used to hate it so much, but now you’re starting to enjoy it?”

“…….”

Reina looked at him in silence. He didn’t care at all about what she disliked. In fact, it was even funnier to say such things while becoming increasingly excited about crying and refusing.

Despite having *jaculated once, Kaelid’s p*nis remained *rect. After all these years, he was still the same. Had he never tired of making Reina do so many things over the years?

She glanced away from the dark red p*nis in front of her. The man’s hand, still damp, roamed over her neck and slid slowly down to her shoulder, where her clothing began to slip. Before she knew it, almost her entire chest was exposed, and then he shoved her backwards, toppling her onto the floor.

It was as if the composure he had displayed until that moment had been nothing but a façade; he roughly tugged up the hem of her skirt.

“Different.”

Reina stared blankly at the ceiling. Not once had she ever felt this way when Zephion lifted her skirts. She tried to imagine that boy harboring “feelings like these” for her, as Kaelid insisted, but the very thought only made her laugh.

When she let out the laugh without meaning to, the man pressed a firm hand against her cheek.

“Why are you laughing?”

“It’s nothing.”

Clearly dissatisfied with her answer and deciding that further interrogation would be a waste of time, he impatiently tugged her undergarments down. The soft fabric tore with a faint rip.

“Ah!”

His fingers pried apart her closed folds and pushed deep inside. She wasn’t wet enough to drip, but the unmistakable evidence of her *rousal made her turn her head away, though she couldn’t completely shut out the satisfied smile on Kaelid’s face.

“Ugh.”

Reina closed her eyes, feeling slightly miserable. Despite her refusal and resistance, her body, already accustomed to this man, responded definitively to his every move.

Just as she had become accustomed to being held down while she struggled and cried, and to being aroused by situations that seemed to be r*pe, she was also becoming accustomed to this.

She hated herself for being excited by the idea of being suffocated by something large, having something hard lick her tongue, and swallowing something fishy and disgusting. But the area between her legs was wet and ready to accept a hard c*ck at any time — unlike her head.

She knew that if she went through with it, she would end up having s*x with him — him shoving his p*nis into her v*gina.

Having confirmed that she was wet inside, the man grabbed her knees and spread them apart.

He slowly ran his fingers through the gap between her fleshy, saliva- and s*men-covered l*bia.

“Ha, hmph…”

Reina gripped the sheets tightly and let out a sharp breath. The taste of s*men lingered in her mouth. Her head felt dizzy. The tip of her tongue tingled where the bitter taste remained.

The memory of a hard p*nis slowly rubbing between her legs made her stomach flutter and her body heat up.

Her entrance twitched and loosened, and her inner walls tightened. The inside of her thighs fluttered as she pushed the gl*ns in slightly, as if she were about to thr*st deep inside him at any moment.

Reina’s stomach clenched at Kaelid’s actions; he stimulated only the entrance without going any deeper, as if teasing her.

The heat rising from her v*gina made her head feel hot. She gripped the sheets as tightly as she could.

“Ah, huff.”

Her waist trembled slightly. Unlike her head, her body writhed as if yearning for him. As the squirming hole swallowed the pillar little by little, Kaelid penetrated Reina deeply.

Her head fell back as her insides were forcibly stretched and penetrated — a sensation that was new to her.

“Ah, ah…….”

A m*an of pleasure escaped from between her lips. The pleasure surged to the top of her head instantly, simply from the sensation of something hard thrusting inside her. Her stomach grew hot and throbbed, and a tingling sensation spread to her fingertips.

“Ugh, ha…….”

Kaelid moaned softly, clenching her teeth, and was pleased with her reaction. His flesh twitched and shook as if he were about to *jaculate.

The man gripped the sheets tightly. Kaelid slowly let out a deep sigh and moved her hips.