However, the large hands gripped Spica’s ankles and legs, not where she had hoped. Though her loose pajamas had already rolled up to her hips, her bare skin heated up hotly instead of getting cold.

Alkaid licked Spica’s swollen and plump lower lip while smiling. Her body temperature that had become hot similar to his was satisfying.

However, the leisure didn’t last long. Touching the tender flesh on the inside of her thighs, Alkaid’s smile faded.

“Mmph.”

It was the first place another person’s touch had reached. But Spica didn’t push Alkaid away even while flinching. Though his hand that reacted to her cry applied enough strength to leave marks when he gripped, she only let out trembling breaths.

Hot breaths overlapped between lips that had separated slightly. The moment Spica tried to smile bashfully, Alkaid began moving further up. His hand that gripped her hips barely covered by her skirt hem and went up along her waist caressed the edge of her underwear.

“Ah……!”

Spica grabbed Alkaid’s wrist. It wasn’t to refuse but a reflexive action, but Alkaid pleaded with a boiling voice.

“Allow me, Spica.”

“Alkaid……”

“Just a little.”

Strength left Spica’s hand. This was her first time seeing Alkaid like this. No, most of what she had seen tonight was the first time, but this made her heart pound especially more.

When she carefully nodded, Alkaid finally moved.

“Ah!”

Spica threw back her head from the sensation of her entire chest being enveloped when the softly woven lace underwear was pushed up. Alkaid’s lips settled on her long exposed neck. He opened his mouth and sucked the flesh while simultaneously beginning to knead her chest in circular motions.

Ahh, Spica bit her lips and embraced Alkaid’s shoulders. She felt like she couldn’t endure without grabbing onto something.

‘Strange…… strange……’

She had thought br*asts would only become useful when having a baby and nursing.

But everything changed completely when Alkaid’s hand touched. The sensation that had been tickling and tormenting inside her body amplified several times the moment he gripped her entire chest tightly in his grasp.

“Haa, ah.”

Even without intending to, strength entered between her legs and her toes curled. Spica’s skin bloomed reddish in the darkness.

She wanted to resolve this feeling somehow but didn’t know the method, so she just shook her head pitifully. Alkaid bit her lips again from her even more intense reaction. Unlike before when he licked and sucked everywhere inside her mouth like candy, the movement of him repeatedly thrusting his tongue deep inside then withdrawing was lewd.

Simultaneously, he rubbed up the plump peak caught on his thick knuckles, pinching them.

“Hyang!”

Spica’s eyes opened wide and tears welled up. It was pleasure that made the crown of her head tingle.

‘What was that just now?’

She thought with her hazy mind but couldn’t understand. She only hoped he would do more, much more.

Alkaid gladly complied. Each time he pulled her n*pples, stretching them, and kneaded them with his fingertips as if chewing with teeth, Spica let out trembling cries.

Though it was regrettable he couldn’t see the pretty flesh being distorted hidden by the pushed-up pajama hem, just watching her watery eyes while thrusting his tongue into her bright red mouth made his c*ck twitch and leak fluid.

“Haah, ah, mmm.”

It feels good. Spica no longer realized what sounds she was making. Each time strong pleasure struck, her waist and hips jerked upward like wanting something.

Then something touched above her belly. Something hot and hard rubbed her lower belly while wetly soaked. Spica unconsciously raised her waist more and rubbed her belly against it.

“Mmm, hah…… good……”

Alkaid gritted his teeth hard enough to make a sound and spread Spica’s legs by grabbing them. Though it was a pitch-dark room without even one candle lit, beast-human eyes were far superior to human ones in darkness. Between her shyly spread legs, he brought his p*nis against her underwear that had darkened slightly in color.

“Wh, what.”

Before Spica could try to raise her body with weak arms, he began moving his hips. The heated pillar rubbed her wet slit with thin cloth between them.

“Al, mmm, kaid…… hyuk!”

Each time the hard thing thrust up and down, Spica’s voice broke off in pieces. Now Spica herself could feel her insides squirming. Each time the hole leaking embarrassing fluid and her half-exposed cl*toris were rubbed, tingling pleasure built up.

The piece of cloth smaller than Alkaid’s palm seemed like it would be pushed aside any moment from this intense movement.

She felt anxious about that while simultaneously surging with desire to rub directly against the hot pillar.

“Ahh, mm!”

“Ha. Spica……”

The lines carved inside Alkaid’s jaw became even clearer. He could feel the movement of her squirming vaginal opening completely through the wet cloth.

Thirst surged. If only he could tear that off right now and shove his c*ck into that lewd hole.

‘If I did that, she would never look at me again.’

The future full of fresh blood was the last string controlling him.

Alkaid bit his tongue and lifted the melting Spica to sit on top of him. When he pulled her hips strongly and began bouncing his waist, melodious cries continued again.

“Huh, ah, ang.”

“Spica, Spica.”

Unlike his desperate calls, his hip movements were extremely intense. In the momentum of really trying to insert and thrust up to her cervix, the precarious underwear finally came undone and rolled to the floor.

“Ahmm……”

“Huu……”

Sweet sighs flowed from both their mouths simultaneously.

From the sensation of intimate places touching and rubbing against each other, Spica trembled and wrapped her legs around his waist. She had thought it was just one thin piece of cloth, but she was wrong. She realized this was what she had vaguely wanted all along.

She said she would only help, but that wasn’t true. She wanted to touch Alkaid directly. She wanted to have him completely.

Strength entered Alkaid’s arms. The stronger his hip movements continued, the more prec*m and love juices mixed together wildly. The lewd sound of wet flesh rubbing grew louder and louder.

“Haah, ah, uh!”

Spica, who had been shaking wildly, suddenly raised her arms. Annoyed that the flowing pajama hem prevented her from touching Alkaid, she threw it off and embraced him.

When her soft n*ked body came into his arms, Alkaid drew in breath. Spica’s languid moans circled around his ears like caressing.

He who had been dazed for a moment moved his waist greatly. The pillar that parted her moist l*bia rubbed the plump bead that protruded and his tip thrust above her navel. Their sweat-soaked chests rubbed together.

“Ahang, mm, hyuk.”

Alkaid, Alkaid. She cried his name continuously and he realized. He didn’t need to torment Spica roughly to recognize this moment was reality. This warm breath, Spica’s voice, this sensation couldn’t be a dream. She was telling him with her whole body.

Simultaneously, a bitter question arose.

‘Now I don’t need to worry about cutting your ankles.’

Can I think I’ve completely had you?

Her struggling embrace seemed to say yes. Alkaid bit the br*asts that swayed temptingly each time he thrust up his waist. The moment he bit the soft flesh that didn’t fit completely in his grasp and sucked it out….

“Hyaang……!”

Spica’s nails scratched his shoulder blades. Supporting her firmly from falling backward, Alkaid also stirred and devoured the messily wet flower petals.

* * *

“Damn. Damn. Damn it!”

Diblin threw the ice pack she had been holding against her neck. A bluish bruise was rising on her neck where Alkaid had grabbed her.

Blood that had stopped from the violent movement burst out again. Though Lepus beside her pressed the wound with clean cloth, Diblin irritably swatted his hand away. She was furious at being restless after getting beaten by Alkaid.

‘Alkaid……! Alkaid Winterhold! That stinking wolf bastard!’

Diblin gritted her teeth. Lepus’s pathetic state was one thing, but half was venting anger. She had also been dealt with by Alkaid the same way.

〈Did you think I wouldn’t know?〉

Alkaid’s words kept coming to mind. That made Diblin even more anxious.

That was a warning. Though Diblin had rushed at Alkaid countless times until now, it was the first time he had drawn his sword first.

Aiming for her neck to draw blood…. It was clearly a warning that next time he would cut it off completely.

The moment the opponent who had ignored her all her life revealed the will to kill, Diblin was frightened. That made her even more heated.

But what exactly.

“What the hell does he claim to know.”

The problem was there wasn’t just one thing that hit home.

‘Is it because of that Atrain woman?’

Though Alkaid didn’t say it outright, there were scents only beast-humans could detect.

‘Besides, he isn’t the type to care about his subordinates’ personal affairs. Seeing him do that sh*t to Lepus, he probably imprinted. I should have killed her for sure back then.’

Diblin lamented. Her parents were right that her weakness was having a soft heart.

‘Was that already five years ago? Six years ago?’

Back then, Spica shone as if she were born under a star of talent. It wasn’t just her abilities but also the story of inheriting her mother’s renowned swift swordsmanship and her righteous behavior that embodied chivalry itself—she was a student the professors couldn’t help but admire.