Epilogue: Are You A Beast, Captain? (Part 3)

After finishing their bath, Lena and Alhendore lay side by side on the bed, holding hands. The warmth from the bath lingered gently.

Feeling awkward because Alhendore had been silent for a while, Lena muttered something to break the ice.

“After the wedding, let’s go down to Ferdando.”

“Sure.”

“I’ll introduce you to my friends there! Kof, Hader, Jakan…”

“Kof?”

At the mention of the man’s name, his hand twitched. Lena looked at his hand and smiled softly.

“Yes! Kof is the mercenary captain you met back then.”

“I know. How could I not?”

“Huh? How do you know?”

“You introduced Kof to me first.”

“Huh?”

Blinking in confusion at his cryptic words, Alhendore just smiled slyly. He kept dodging her questions.

“When we go to Ferdando, we should visit the graves. We couldn’t go last time.”

“Ah…”

Now that she thought about it, they had rushed back to the capital for Duvelln’s wedding and hadn’t visited the graves.

“Didn’t you say your mother was buried by the sea?”

“Yes. She loved the sea.”

“Right.”

“And let’s visit the Kingdom of Norlangas too!”

“Sure.”

“Your parents said they’d be there this year, right?”

“Yes.”

Lena recalled the previous duchess she had briefly met through letters. The previous duke and duchess, who thought their only son would live and die alone, were so shocked by Alhendore’s marriage news that they almost fainted.

The distance from the kingdom to the empire was considerable, and they encountered a storm on the way, preventing their ship from sailing.

Maybe they’d arrive around the time of the formal meeting? 

Nodding at the thought, Lena looked at him quietly.

“Shall we travel around after passing on our t*tles once our children grow up?”

“Sounds good. Then should we start by making those children?”

“Oh, Captain!”

“Ugh.”

She hit his bare chest, exposed through the open gown. 

Seriously, this pervert seemed to think of nothing but such things. 

As she lamented, he said something else strange.

“Who was your first love?”

“Suddenly?”

“Yes, I’m curious.”

His gaze, meeting her eyes directly, was so serious that Lena blinked wide-eyed. She thought about it deeply and then casually replied.

Whatever the intention was, it wasn’t a questioning tone.

“Hmm… My mom!”

“Ha, really.”

“Why? Are you looking down on my mom?”

Following Alhendore, who laughed in disbelief, Lena snorted. He shrugged his shoulders and looked up at the ceiling.

“No, you’ve had a wonderful love.”

“Pfft! And you, Captain?”

“Well… let’s see.”

This man?

She stared at Alhendore in disbelief, and a light kiss landed on her forehead. His persistent gaze looked into her bright green eyes.

“Curious?”

“What?”

“I asked if you’re curious.”

“Well, not really…”

As she tried to turn her head away from the peculiar atmosphere, her chin was gently held and turned back. After a long moment of gazing into her eyes, he finally spoke.

“It was a four-year-old girl. She was the first to boldly propose marriage to me.”

His touch on her cheek was very tender.

“She was a very pretty girl with wheat-colored hair and green eyes.”

After his fingers left her delicate chin, they quickly returned to her prominent nose, as if even that brief separation was regrettable.

“That child said she got lost while visiting her cousin’s house.”

His hand playfully tapped her nose, and his Adam’s apple bobbed prominently.

“I escorted her back to the Earl’s mansion.”

Lena found herself gradually drawn into his greedy, golden eyes.

His honeyed voice flowed down, drenching her completely. She blinked hazily, soaked in his sticky desire.

“Do you remember? The name I so eagerly taught you. You never managed to say it. You still don’t, it seems.”

He chuckled mischievously.

“Come on, say it. Alhendore.”

“…”

“Hmm? Lena, be good. Not ‘Captain,’ but ‘Alhendore.’ If you don’t like that… Ar, Ar is fine too. No, it’s good.”

Good.

That low, resonant word echoed in her ears. Lena unconsciously mouthed the words.

“Alhend… dore.”

“Ar.”

“Alhend…”

“Ar.”

The insistent voice demanding an answer, the golden eyes drooping like a puppy in the rain, tickled a part of her heart.

“Ah, Ar.”

“Well done, my little lady.”

Lost in the golden waves, Lena murmured dreamily. Suddenly, a forgotten fragment of memory surfaced.

“Brother Ar!”

She used to call the boy with jet-black hair that way.

His kiss landed on her lips.

“Do you know how desperately I’ve held back these past three years?”

The golden eyes, soaked in old memories, trembled slightly.

“How lovely your lips looked when you fell asleep on the desk.”

His fingers persistently caressed her lips.

“How provocative you were when you drunkenly leaned into me.”

The way she rubbed her cheek against his chest like a cat was still the most challenging moment of his life. He had clenched his teeth so hard that his gums bled.

After enduring such long patience and pain, being called a pervert was truly unfair.

“I feel so wronged, my sly little kitten.”

Alhendore climbed on top of her, taking his position.

“Don’t expect to sleep tonight.”

With his heated warning, the dense night continued endlessly. Truly, there was no beast more obsessed with lust.

“Stop, ha, stop, sob, ah, uh-.”

“I told you, stopping is not an option.”

He hastily penetrated her wet v*lva. The slippery interior squeezed around the intruder, pressing in as if savoring it.

“Ha, ugh!”

Her throat choked, and she gasped for breath. The gl*ns, lodged at the end of her depths, slowly pulled out. The fl*id pooled at the junction clung to the withdrawing object, reluctant to let go.

The half-embedded flesh column once again prodded the end of her v*ginal wall. The fl*id, which had become sticky from drying out, clung together.

“Haah, haah…”

Her limp body swayed in time with his movements. Her spread legs had long lost sensation, only twitching occasionally from the impact.

Much time had passed. The dark night had turned into a faintly lit dawn.

“Wa, wa, water…”

“Water?”

A hoarse voice emerged from her parched throat. Clinging to him, she desperately scratched at the man’s back as he thrust into her.

The man, who had been shaking his hips with his face buried in her shoulder, finally lifted his head at her plea.

“Haah, Lena.”

His cheeks, flushed red from continuous exertion, were streaked with tears. Even now, as he felt like he was going insane, the sight of her face made blood rush to his heavy lower body.

“Wa, sob, please, water, sob…”

“Water?”

“Mm, ha, ah!”

Her bloodshot eyes welled up with tears again. Like pearls born from pain, the clear l*quid lingered at the corners of her eyes.

Just as they were about to spill over, Alhendore extended his tongue and licked them up. Sucking on her flesh, he bit down gently.

As he savored the pearl-like tears, the salty taste of the sea lingered on his tongue. Drinking seawater only intensified his thirst.

Her sobs were as sweet as a siren’s song. Enchanted, he continued to move his hips in a daze.

Lena, irritated by the persistent sensation, tried to push him away, but her weakened arms couldn’t budge his solid chest.

Suddenly, he sat up, holding her in his arms, and leaned against the bed’s headboard.

“Hngh!”

With gravity aiding him, her lower body pressed down harder on the p*nis embedded in her inner walls.

The gl*ns, already touching the end, forced its way into the unyielding gap. The swollen tip was pressed painfully.

Clatter-

Lena, gasping in his arms, lifted her head at the sound. Alhendore shook a glass of water full of ice.

“Is this what you want?”

“Mm! Water! Give me…”

He cruelly pulled her outstretched hand into his embrace. Then, he drank the water himself.

Lena watched in despair as the water poured into his mouth, feeling as if her world had collapsed.

“Sob!”

Overwhelmed with sorrow, her dried tears flowed freely. As she sobbed, his wet lips met hers.

“Mmph, mm…!”

The viscous l*quid flowed into her parched throat like rain in a drought. Lena pushed her tongue into his mouth, prying open the narrow entrance.

As she forced his lips open, the pooled liquid quickly filled her mouth.

She moved her tongue to swallow every drop of water left in his mouth, eagerly sucking it up.

Sluurp, slurp.

The lewd sound of flesh sucking echoed intimately.

“Ha, do you want more?”

“More, hngh, more…”

He licked up the tears flowing down her slender neck as if they were nectar. After tracing her chin and cheeks, he finally sighed deeply and brought the glass to her lips.

Water overflowed from her lips, running down her curved chest. He licked up the droplets clinging to her plump br*asts and sucked on her swollen ar*olas.

“Hngh!”

The sensitive skin, already sore from his sucking, flared up painfully.

Alhendore laid her down on the bed and sucked on her br*asts loudly while thrusting his hips.

Squelch, squelch.

The thick sound of flesh rubbing against flesh rose from below.

Gripping her hips, he thrust his p*nis deep inside, as if trying to bury it to the root. The sensation of his persistent probing tingled through her.

Every time the flesh column withdrew, the accumulated fluid foamed at the junction.

The sticky foam clung to both their bodies like glue, leaving a tacky residue.

The blood-engorged p*nis scraped her insides with a burning sensation. Responding eagerly to his rhythmic thrusts, Lena’s legs gradually drew together.

“Hngh, ha, haah, ngh!”

The increasing speed of his thrusts and the steadily rising pl*asure swelled like a snowball.

Too exhausted to even cry out, Lena squeezed her eyes shut and bit down on her lip.

The thick flesh column pounded relentlessly into her swollen inner walls. Each time his engorged m*mber brushed against her sensitive mucous membrane, she gasped for breath.

“Ugh, ugh…”

His m*mber tore into her aching inner walls, igniting a searing heat.

As it scraped through her burning insides once more, it felt like it was soothing the wounded area.

The more it rubbed, the more it pierced. The pain intensified, but even that pain turned into pl*asure, desperately seeking more intense sensations.

Following the thrusts into her gr*in, Lena arched her back. She clenched and sucked on his member, further stimulating the rampaging beast.

“Ugh, ha! Lena, Lena…”

“Hngh, ugh, haah! Ugh, ugh!”

The force of his relentless thrusts grew fiercer. She bit into his shoulder, which convulsed slightly as he held her tightly. The pain mixed with pleasure flashed white.

Finally,

Thud-!

His c*ck, deeply embedded inside, twitched once and then spewed out cloudy mucus.

“Ha, ugh!”

Lena, trembling in his embrace, lay sprawled and dazed. Like a fish flopping on land, her body twitched as Alhendore held her tightly.

“Haah, haah…”

“Ha, Lena…”

A possessive kiss landed on her tightly closed eyelids. Then, as the morning sunlight streamed in, he pulled his hips back and thrust in forcefully.

“Hngh! Ahngh…”

He left a gentle kiss on her swollen lips. He extended his tongue and licked her slightly quivering lips.

“Lena, my Lena.”

The c*ck, deeply embedded inside, slowly withdrew, followed by rhythmic thrusts.

His persistent member burrowed into her as if it couldn’t let her go, reflecting his clingy desire.

It seemed as if he wanted to carve a path in her shape; his bronze-colored member showed no signs of tiring. She couldn’t even muster the words to ask him to stop.

Lena, lying limp, swayed with his movements.

Her mind, completely overwhelmed, perceived the incoming stimuli solely as pleasure. She closed her eyes and moaned at the sensations.

Good. This is good.

Is this what it means to be tamed? 

She forgot the exhaustion and the feeling of her back about to break.

All her stray thoughts vanished, leaving only the stimuli he provided as her entire focus. Lena, half out of her mind, clung to him.

“Haah, good, this is good, ugh, ahngh…”

His lips curled in satisfaction.

The sun had long risen. Following the steadily climbing sun, the golden beast continued to thrust into her for a long time.

“You are, ha… mine.”

Whispering softly, he released his final seed inside her, who had fallen into a deep sleep.

With a kiss tinged with regret, he reluctantly let her go.