Lady Hound’s One-Night Mistake - ✿ dusk blossoms ✿

The woman carefully rolled the candy in her mouth, and seemed slightly surprised when her tongue entered the concave part.

He stroked her cheek and smiled wickedly. If she had properly kept it in her mouth, there would be no risk of choking.

“You’ll be punished if you drop it.”

“Hmm……? Hup!”

And without warning, he pushed her onto the bed.

He completely covered her fallen body with his own and started by licking the light brown peaks of her br*asts. He licked them like small candies, then gently bit them and teased them with the pointed tip of his tongue.

Each time, the woman cried out in surprise, but only muffled sounds came out because of the candy.

“Hnng! Mmph, mmph!”

“Good girl. Don’t thrash around.”

“Mmmmph……!”

The woman’s waist trembled violently, but her hands were already captured by him.

After his lips thoroughly adored both br*asts, they slowly slid downward. Faint moans escaped her whenever his lips touched her sensitive skin.

Near the navel. The thin skin covering the iliac and pubic bones.

And then…….

“Hup! Mm, mmph, mmm!”

Chatrud spread the woman’s legs and buried his face between them.

He didn’t particularly enjoy sucking a woman’s p*ssy. It was troublesome, and not especially exciting for him.

But it would be more troublesome if he just penetrated her from the start and she made a fuss about the pain.

Parting the l*bia, he saw that her cl*toris was already slightly swollen.

‘She’s properly feeling it.’

With a smile heightened by excitement, Chatrud took that small protrusion into his mouth.

Sometimes gently sucking it, sometimes pulling and teasing it.

When he pressed down on the cl*toris, which was growing larger in his mouth, with his teeth without causing pain, whimpering moans could be heard from above.

“Mph, mmmm, mph!”

The woman clawed at the sheets and whimpered.

Hearing her voice, strangely enough, this act that he usually found troublesome felt good.

‘I suppose it happens sometimes.’

Chatrud shrugged and moved his tongue downward to lick around the trembling vaginal entrance. At that moment, the woman couldn’t hold back and let out a long cry of pleasure.

“Ah… aaahn!”

“Haah.”

Chatrud exhaled heavily and raised his head.

He wondered why the moan sounded so clear, and saw that the half-melted candy had rolled out from the corner of the woman’s mouth.

“Hnn, hnnn……”

Looking at the sight of the red liquid from the melted candy glistening on her lips, Chatrud slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

‘Hmm, I’m definitely canceling what I thought earlier.’

At first, he thought she was too plain. But this helpless face was quite appealing.

Should he say it was a face that made him want to torment her?

‘She seems like someone others would easily underestimate.’

Such a face suited being gently treated with fake kindness until she melted, then thoroughly tormented until tears welled up.

Feeling a sinister desire rising, Chatrud slowly stroked the woman’s hair. Seeming to like it, she lifted her head to rub her cheek against his large hand.

Chatrud whispered while softly kissing around her jaw.

His tone was gentle, but it was the kindness of a wolf showing mercy before devouring a rabbit.

“What’s this? You dropped the candy.”

“Hick, uh……”

“You need to be punished.”

“Hic, punish……?”

“Turn around.”

The woman, though panting, slowly followed his command.

She obediently knelt and turned around, presenting her white, soft b*ttocks.

Perhaps due to the alcohol, or maybe the aphrodisiac candy, she didn’t seem embarrassed at all.

Chatrud smiled fiercely as excitement increasingly enveloped his body. Then he began to roll her soaking wet cl*toris with his finger joints.

“Hup, mmph!”

“Your name?”

The woman couldn’t regain her senses and rubbed her head against the pillow. Choked moans burst out every time he moved his fingers.

But he continued to whisper without a trace of mercy.

“You need to tell me your name.”

“Haah, Misha! Misha……!”

“Yes… Misha.”

Chatrud smiled at the white b*ttocks swaying before his eyes.

‘This is completely my intuition, but.’

This woman seemed more compatible with him than she appeared.

Perhaps because he had been on battlefields since a young age, he preferred sadistic and rough s*x.

Chatrud whispered to the woman with a pleased smile.

“Bear with it a little.”

“Hic? Aaah!”

Slap.

Chatrud very lightly struck those white b*ttocks. The woman’s waist arched, and the fluid between her thighs splashed onto the bed sheet.

“Ah, aahn!”

“While I was licking you.”

“Hic, aaah!”

“All you had to do was suck on the candy.”

“Ha, ahhh, aah!”

“But that was difficult for you?”

Slap. Slap.

The room was filled only with the sound of him lightly striking her small b*ttocks and her delicate moans.

He caressed the b*ttocks that had turned a faint red, then circled his hand around the p*ssy below. He felt sticky fluid from where he had been sucking earlier.

“Hmm… Misha.”

“Mph, ah, aah!”

“So you liked this kind of thing.”

He lightly struck the heated b*ttocks once more.

“Ah, ah……!”

And what came from Misha’s mouth was clearly a moan mixed with pain and pleasure.

When he stroked from her swollen b*ttocks to where her cl*toris was, Misha’s entire body trembled under his hand.

“Hmm? You liked it rough, didn’t you?”

“Wait, ah, aaah!”

“You said it was your first time. Are you lying?”

“No, I’m, ah, aah!”

“Really……? Then perhaps you naturally have a lewd body.”

He gently caressed the white back that was convulsing.

After caressing her elastic back, he fondled her slender waist, causing Misha to let out a small moan.

“Then do you prefer it gentle, Misha?”

“Uh, uhn……”

“You hate it rough?”

“Haah……”

Misha, properly intoxicated by the aphrodisiac candy, could only produce wet moans.

“Then I’ll have to try both, won’t I?”

“Hick, what……?”

Instead of answering Misha’s question, he turned her body so they could face each other.

White skin flushed with excitement. Red gleaming lips. And silver-blue eyes wet with tears.

‘…This is quite a nice diversion.’

Tuk. Tuduk.

With each button of his shirt that Chatrud undid, Misha’s dazed eyes grew wider.

He was used to women looking at his body with such eyes.

The thick muscular body, and the old scar crossing his chest.

He also threw off his uncomfortably tented pants and lightly kissed Misha’s chin. The candy’s sweetness transferred from her lips.

The lukewarm heat began to infect his lips along with the aphrodisiac. He was gradually planning to ride and enjoy this heat.

He whispered like a beast promising Misha a sweet death.

“I’ll let you know which one you prefer.”

Probably all night long.

***

With each touch of the man’s lips, Misha thought:

‘It feels like tiny sparks are bursting all over my body.’

Like fireworks scattering golden particles on the ground before disappearing…….

It was just his lips touching her, his tongue slightly tasting her skin. Yet her breath clawing at her throat was so hot.

“Ah, aah……!”

So hot, so hot that her heart felt like it was burning up.

Jawline. Nape. Collarbone, from chest to waist, everything was burning up because of this man.

And the man’s palm began to leisurely stroke between her thighs.

“Haah……!”

The place where the man had teased earlier as if sucking juice tingled.

When his rough palm, calloused from handling swords, pressed down in circles on her cl*toris, Misha struggled to cry out.

“Please! Ah!”

“Hmm. Please?”

“It’s, strange, ah! Aaah!”

What did she want to ask this man?

To stop touching her? Or to make her feel more of this stimulation that was thinly pulling at her nerves and tormenting her?

Misha threw back her head and panted at the continuing stimulation.

Now she didn’t know anything. She didn’t know why the taste of the red candy lingering on her lips lasted so long.

This man’s lips, his touch, even that leisurely teasing tone were all as hot as hellfire.

At that moment, the man’s n*ked body pressed down on her heavily and completely. While clinging to the man’s shoulders, Misha inwardly admired his body.

“Ah……”

Even when she entered here drunk, she was surprised by this man’s face, saying ‘he’s handsome.’

But isn’t it unfair that such a face also has such a body?

She had seen other male hounds training, but she had never seen such a well-sculpted body.

It was just like a marble sculpture brimming with life.

The dim light of the room flowed smoothly over his upper body with its densely woven muscles.

Each time she touched that skin with her hands, more heat rose in Misha’s own body.

And with dreamy eyes, she looked down at the man’s lower body. Unlike the man’s generally pale skin, she saw a part of his body that was particularly dark red and heated.

That thick and long thing with protruding veins was…

‘Uh… huh?’

Her foggy mind momentarily cleared.

Misha naturally knew how s*x worked.

Theoretically.

‘But that, that is……?’

Suddenly, she recalled a small club among the weapons owned by her colleague, Lord Mastiff.

A self-defense weapon he said female colleagues could use if they wanted. About that size……? No, it seemed even longer and thicker than that.

‘Can something like that enter a person’s body?’

And into her own body? Wouldn’t she split in half and die?

When Misha flinched in surprise, the man lightly grasped her waist with both hands. Though his grip was light, it was strong enough that she couldn’t escape.

The man narrowed his red eyes and sneered.

“Misha.”

“Ah……!”

“Don’t tell me you’ve changed your mind now?”

The man whispered in a tone as if soothing a child.

As the man’s body pressed down on Misha’s, she was shocked by the heat of ‘that thing’ touching between her thighs.

At that moment, the man gently kissed her ear. It was so sweet that Misha’s waist trembled involuntarily.

“You kissed me first, saying you were lonely.”

“Mmm……”

“So, do you want to stop?”

“Th-that……”

Then she recalled what her colleague Lulu had said mockingly.