Seeing the bed spacious enough to build barracks on top and the Winterhold family crest attached largely to each pillar, Spica asked in bewilderment.

“Is this perhaps your bedroom?”

“It’s our bedroom now.”

“Oh come on, that’s a bit much.”

Spica shook her head playfully. Using the same room before marriage was improper.

Alkaid chuckled, reading her thoughts.

“We’re about to do even more improper things than that.”

Spica’s already flushed cheeks turned apple-red, then suddenly went pale when she thought of something.

“Wa, wait a moment. I need to wash first.”

“It’s fine.”

“It’s not fine! They said I just woke up after three days!”

“Don’t worry. I washed you every day.”

“Wha, what did you say?”

Spica pressed herself against the headboard like she was fleeing in shock.

Seeing her cover her body with a large pillow like it was a shield, Alkaid raised one eyebrow in displeasure.

“Do you think I would have let other people touch your body?”

“But maids don’t matter……”

Spica buried her face in the pillow, seemingly too embarrassed.

Alkaid chuckled. He didn’t know what she was worried about, but nothing had happened. No matter how much he wanted Spica, he wasn’t so lacking in patience as to touch someone who was unconscious during recovery.

Instead of making excuses, he removed the things constricting his body one by one. The tight-fitting vest and high-collared shirt fell and rolled around somewhere outside the bed in turn.

Then he took hold of Spica’s hand, which was gripping the pillow.

“Wha, what is this.”

When the hard texture touched her palm, Spica lifted her head with a “Hiek!” Alkaid placed her hand on his chest and said.

“Now it’s your turn. This makes it fair, doesn’t it?”

“Wow, beast. Shameless!”

Spica frowned deeply and criticized Alkaid.

But her hand still wouldn’t leave his chest. Seeing her even fidget and touch him little by little, Alkaid laughed with a low sound.

He didn’t feel bad at all about being called a beast by a human who wasn’t a beast-human.

“Yes, you’ve fallen into the wrong beast’s hands.”

Alkaid quickly pulled out the pillow set up like a shield and threw it aside.

“The, then I don’t smell, do I?”

“You do.”

“But you said you washed me!”

“No matter how much I wash you, it won’t disappear…… this sweet scent.”

He buried his nose in the hollow between her neck and shoulder and inhaled deeply. Spica flinched at the sensation of him licking upward with his tongue like he was truly tasting something sweet.

She wondered if this was right, but she didn’t hate it.

“It’s amazing. Alkaid smells good too.”

Spica smiled brightly and mimicked Alkaid by kissing his shoulder and sucking on it.

Alkaid’s chest swelled greatly at that sight.

Without warning, Spica’s ankle was grabbed and pulled straight. She blinked at him who had positioned himself above her after laying her down in an instant.

“Spica.”

“……Yes?”

“I can’t hold back today.”

It meant he wouldn’t end with just what they had done last time.

Though her shoulders shrank for a moment, Spica eventually nodded.

“……”

Alkaid’s Adam’s apple moved up and down.

His pants were already bulging like they might burst. Spica pulled his neck as he gasped for breath.

“I love you.”

They said not to trust promises made in bed, but in this moment Alkaid keenly realized why such words had come to exist. The moment Spica said she loved him, he felt like he could give her his heart too.

Alkaid kissed the lips that had become plump from his sucking. He sweetly drank her panting breath from excitement and groped her soft br*asts over her clothes.

“Mmm……”

A faint moan flowed between their touching lips. Spica’s eyelashes trembled. She felt ticklish but this wasn’t enough. She wanted Alkaid’s hot hands to touch her directly.

Alkaid felt the same displeasure at being forcibly blocked. He almost tore off the indoor clothes Spica was wearing and took her soft, fluffy br*ast fully into his mouth.

“Hah.”

Spica’s voice melted sweetly. One br*ast was held in his hot mouth while the other was kneaded by his firm hand. Different pleasures competed to melt her.

Every time his fingernails scraped her n*pples and his tongue circled the hardened peaks, ticklish heat pooled in her belly.

The increasingly strong sweet scent made Alkaid’s head spin too. When he took her milk-white br*ast fully into his mouth and sucked hard, Spica let out ticklish cries and hugged his head. Though he might suffocate, Alkaid never removed his lips. The texture clinging to his mouth’s mucous membrane was ecstatic.

“Ugh, ah.”

When his teeth nibbled the peak while checking her reaction, Spica’s waist trembled.

“Ah, it feels…… good……”

Her unconscious muttering while covering her eyes with her arm made Alkaid reflexively put strength into his grip.

“Mmm!”

The soft flesh crumpled and Spica’s voice rose higher. Haa, his sigh pouring over the wet flesh was thrilling.

Alkaid caressed her b*ttocks that were moving with sweet pleasure. The moment Spica flinched with an “Ah,” his hand was already cupping her p*ssy.

The firm part of his palm rubbed against her cl*toris that hadn’t fully swollen yet, pressing it.

“Ugh, haa.”

“You were already this wet.”

“N, no…… no……”

Spica shook her head, but she didn’t stop his fingers from pushing aside her thin underwear and entering. No, she might have been waiting for his fingers to find her secret parts that had become moist just as he said.

The firm fingers that had been caressing her petal-like l*bia circled around the twitching small hole before entering as if being sucked in.

“Mmm……”

“……Does it hurt?”

“It’s strange.”

The unfamiliar foreign sensation made her belly feel completely full. When his finger began to move, the feeling became even stranger. Spica herself couldn’t clearly say whether she wanted him to pull it out immediately or stay like this.

Alkaid entered slowly for her sake while she panted. When he licked in circles along her ar*ola the way she liked and bit and sucked hard, her lower body clenched his finger tightly.

“Hic……!”

Her expression flushed red and clouded with pleasure excited Alkaid even more.

He slowly moved his finger while leaving red marks here and there on flesh softer than cream. The narrow, warm passage twitched and wrapped around his finger. Thinking that she would embrace his member like this too made his nape tingle.

“Haah, ahng!”

The moment Alkaid’s fingertip touched a certain spot, Spica’s reaction jumped greatly. Her inner walls clenched strongly accordingly.

Alkaid’s eyes narrowed. When he persistently sought out and stimulated the spot where she felt pleasure, her insides churned.

“Huh, ah, stop……”

Her body felt like it was floating. When she reached out wanting to grab onto something, Alkaid lowered his head and embraced her.

Meanwhile, another finger was added.

The finger that had been probing her somewhat loosened entrance spread apart. Spica made groaning sounds at the feeling of being widened inside and pressed her lips to Alkaid’s shoulder.

‘Strange. Stranger than before.’

The thick fingers spread apart and stirred inside her in circles. Being stimulated by the hard fingertips scraping her made it even more unbearable.

“Ahh, I hate it…… That’s strange, hmmm, stop, aahng.”

She grabbed Alkaid’s wrist to stop him, but he didn’t stop. Rather, he went even further.

Love juices flowed down his fingers and wet sounds rang out rapidly every time his palm hit her p*ssy. Spica’s hand slipped powerlessly. He raised the corner of his mouth and bent his body.

“Haa…… ah, ah……”

She could feel her breath continuously becoming excited from the touch spreading and probing inside her. When her soft thighs closed around Alkaid’s wrist, as if trapping it, he extended his tongue and scraped her flat navel with a lick.

“Ah……!”

Spica’s eyes opened wide. A tingling pleasure radiated from her lower belly, seeming to explode with a pop below. Her b*ttocks lifted with twitches, and her entrance clenched tightly around his fingers.

His fingers slowly withdrew from the squirming hole.

Haa, Spica exhaled a sweet sigh and relaxed her body. But it was too early to feel relieved.

Startled by the sensation of something hot enveloping her, she half-raised her upper body as Alkaid deliberately licked her p*ssy in a long stroke.

“Hic……!”

She had already felt the sensation of something warm and sticky touching and rubbing against her most sensitive area.

But being licked with his tongue was a completely different feeling. The flesh that moved much more flexibly than a p*nis licked every corner like turning flower petals one by one. Spica trembled between surging pleasure and rejection.

“I, I hate it…… Dirty, ah, mmm.”

“It’s not dirty at all.”

Alkaid pulled back her b*ttocks that kept trying to move away. Gripping the soft flesh that would bruise with just a little more force in his hands, he licked up all the love juices that had flowed.

“……Delicious.”

His voice was deeply sunken and cracked.

Only then did Spica realize that Alkaid’s expression had changed somehow. Lust was heavily cast over his face that seemed expressionless with only the corners of his mouth raised. She wondered if today, not last time, was his real heat period.

She felt chills, as if ice going down her spine, but before she could escape, his tongue spread her entrance and entered.

“Hmmm…… mmph……”