Chapter 9

‘How did previous Marquises break the curse? Surely the previous Marchionesses loved them deeply, right?’

If Cecia truly loved Adam and felt happiness because of him, Adam’s curse would break.

And when the curse broke, whatever form Adam was in probably wouldn’t matter much.

Why?

If she loved him enough to break the curse, such love wouldn’t be affected much by appearance.

So, her love was still lacking.

That’s why her heart wavered when she saw Adam as a tree.

‘This is how one grows love bit by bit.’

Yes. At least he didn’t turn into a bug.

If Adam had turned into an insect?

Cecia honestly wasn’t sure how she would react.

She couldn’t stand insects.

‘That won’t happen. No, it mustn’t.’

After eating the rest of the fruit, Cecia yawned.

It was already dark outside, and the mansion’s staff had gone to bed.

Just a moment ago, she heard the butler Thompson’s footsteps as he went around turning off the lights.

Now, only she and Adam were awake.

“Your Lordship, aren’t you sleepy?”

At Cecia’s words, the vine drooped as if to say yes.

“Then I’ll put out the light.”

She blew out the candle on the stand next to the bed, and darkness instantly fell over the balcony.

But even with the candle out, it wasn’t completely dark.

Thanks to the snow piled outside the balcony’s glass, the darkness was softly illuminated.

In the gentle darkness, green leaves swayed above her head.

It felt as if she were sleeping under a tree with green leaves blooming in the middle of winter.

“Your Lordship, please sleep too. I heard plants sleep at night.”

Cecia pulled the blanket over herself and closed her eyes.

It was the first time she slept alone under the blanket since coming to this mansion.

It had only been three days, but it felt like forty.

Perhaps because she had spent all day with the Marquis.

From night to morning, morning to night, Cecia stayed with the Marquis every moment, so even after just two or three days, she felt so close to him.

‘Come to think of it, we did it day and night……’

From the first day she arrived at the mansion, the next morning when she woke, after afternoon tea, before dinner, before sleep, and again the next morning, while bathing in the tub……. As she recalled, she realized they had done it many times in that short period.

‘Tonight, I’ll just sleep without anything happening……’

Her husband had become a tree, so what could she do?

For the next five days, she would spend peaceful nights and days like this.

‘It’s a bit disappointing……’

Unable to shake the sense of emptiness at just sleeping, Cecia tossed and turned.

‘Hm?’

Something tickled her nape.

When she opened her eyes, Adam’s vine tip was tickling her neck.

“Your Lordship, do you have something to say?”

Was he touching her because he wanted to say something?

But the next moment, Cecia realized that wasn’t it.

Because the vine tip that had been tickling her nape was now crawling inside her gown.

“Your Lordship?”

Why was he entering her gown? The sensation of the vine slithering across her skin sent shivers through her whole body.

‘No way……’

But Cecia’s guess was exactly right.

The vines that entered from both sides wrapped around her br*asts.

“Huut……”

Yes.

Adam had become a tree, but he was showing a strong will not to let Cecia just sleep.

But could one have intimacy with a vine? Could a vine even cl*max?

While Cecia pondered such things, the blanket slipped off as several vine tendrils clung to her body.

If these vines weren’t Adam, she would have surely panicked and run away.

But all these tendrils were Adam.

The moist, cool feeling of the vines brushing her skin made Cecia shiver.

The leaves attached to the vines brushing her skin felt strangely stimulating.

“Ah, ugh…… hng……”

The vines openly wrapped around Cecia’s body.

Vines wrapped tightly around Cecia’s *rect n*pples from both sides, squeezing them, and when the tip of a vine poked her protruding n*pple, Cecia’s waist twitched.

“Ahk!”

This was a new kind of stimulation.

No, as the vines wrapped, squeezed, and prodded her br*asts, something wet trickled out from between her legs.

Other vines wrapped around Cecia’s waist and thighs.

Right now, dozens of vines were entwined around Cecia’s body.

Her whole body was wrapped like a snake, and Cecia panted with excited breaths.

The vines were cold, and the leaves tickled her, so each time the ends touched her, a lascivious pleasure bloomed.

“Hng! Ah! Ahung!”

The vines clinging to her skin touched every part of her.

Not just her n*pples, but her ear canal, underarms, toes, waist, and navel—everywhere was claimed by the vines.

More than ten vines wrapped around Cecia’s thighs from both sides, pulling them apart until her legs were spread wide.

Then, a vine wriggled into her brightly opened entrance.

“Aaaaaa!”

When the tip of the vine started rubbing her sensitive spot, Cecia screamed uncontrollably.

Cecia’s body was not lying on the bed.

Vines stretching from all directions lifted her body into the air.

Suspended by vines, Cecia’s legs were spread on both sides.

And between her spread legs, several vines wriggled, driving Cecia to the peak of pleasure.

Two vines parted her l*bia, one vine rubbed her sensitive spot, and another vine surged inside her parted entrance.

“Huuung! Ah! Hu, aaang!”

As the vine stem wriggled into her drenched entrance, Cecia’s mind boiled over.

The vine wasn’t thick; at most, it was like a tree branch, but even that slender thing, already slippery and wet, pushed smoothly into her depths, prodding inside.

Her entrance, soaked with fl*ids, accepted the vine’s intrusion without resistance.

“Aaaaaaaa!”

But that was only the beginning.

Once one vine managed to pierce inside, other vines followed, spreading her entrance and pushing in.

Several vine stems wriggled inside her opened entrance.

They moved as if alive.

“Huut! Ah! Aaah! Huaang! Aaaa!”

As those things freely stirred inside her, Cecia cried out wildly.

The things inside her pressed deep, making her belly bulge and writhe.

Her thin skin revealed the movements of the vines inside.

With so much inside her, her lower abdomen felt as if it might burst.

“Ah! Aaa! Ah! Ahup!”

Then, as Cecia screamed, a vine thr*st into her mouth.

“Mmph! Mmph!”

Was this Adam, now a tree, giving his own version of a kiss?

The vine twisted inside her mouth, wrapping around her tongue, and Cecia could only let saliva dribble from her lips.

Anyone would find it unsightly.

But Cecia had no time to care about her appearance.

Between her spread, struggling legs, fl*ids streamed out.

With her insides being prodded and her sensitive spot constantly stimulated, Cecia, suspended in the air, let her fl*ids gush like a stream.

“Hng! Ah! Ah! Aaah!”

When the vine left her mouth, Cecia let out a m*an she had been holding back.

Her mind was already a mess.

Each time the tip of the vine pushed deep inside, her mind went blank.

The things inside her moved in and out like a p*nis, stimulating her depths.

Her br*asts were tightly squeezed and her n*pples stimulated, while several vines moved in and out below, making her vision shatter and her reason melt in the heat.

Consumed by pleasure flooding her whole body, Cecia curled her toes.

She didn’t know where the end of this intense pleasure was.

Her whole body trembled, and it felt as if fireworks from a midsummer night’s festival exploded before her eyes.

“Ah! Ah! Aaaaaa!”

As her vision shattered into white and then turned black, Cecia’s whole body shook and cried out, and at the tips of the vines wrapping her body, white sap gushed out.

It was as if tree sap—white fl*id—flowed out, covering Cecia’s body.

And from Cecia’s entrance, where the vines withdrew, the white sap flowed out as well.

She thought, even as her mind faded, that she was becoming part of the tree.