Entering the room, Rune carefully seated Ria on the bed and turned to leave the room. He couldn’t stay by her side in his current mood.

“Rune.”

But when she called him, his body naturally turned back to her. Regardless of how he felt, her calling him was more important than anything else.

“Why were you upset?”

As she gently held his hand and asked, Rune, overwhelmed by her tenderness, eventually sat on the floor, leaning his head against her thigh. The touch of her hand, gently stroking his hair, felt familiar. Closing his eyes and accepting that touch for a moment, the heavy mood that had lingered until now gradually improved, almost as if it had been a lie, and he felt increasingly content.

Rune extended his arms, embracing her waist tightly, resting his head on her thigh. With his childish behavior, Ria chuckled and smoothed out her disheveled hair. Rune, who had stopped moving and took a deep breath, spoke in a somewhat drowsy voice.

“Be careful of Eden Carlisle.”

“Hmm?”

“He’s always itching for a fight with me. He’s a restless guy. I don’t know what he might do to you. So, never meet him alone.”

“What reason do I have to meet him alone?”

“That’s true, but… just in case.”

“Alright.”

Even though he received the response he wanted, Rune still felt an inexplicable sense of unease lingering in a corner of his heart. He wanted to dispel this unease immediately. He wanted to feel her presence next to him with his entire being.

“Can I kiss you?”

He knew he shouldn’t force it. He also knew that not revealing this unease was in her best interest. But he had come this far to bring her into his world; he didn’t want to deny himself these emotions.

Her warmth was overwhelming.

His expression turned pleading, as urgent as his desire to dispel this unease. Ria blinked a few times, gazing into his clear eyes, and then smiled gently before closing her eyes and nodded. With her consent, Rune carefully laid her on the bed, and as he leaned over, their lips met.

The gentle movements were filled with an underlying urgency. Rune’s tongue slipped through her slightly parted lips, delicately caressing her soft mucous membranes, teasing the sensitive spots. As if quenching a burning thirst, he explored her mouth, their breath and saliva mixing intimately. His lips soon descended naturally. Possessive marks were etched across her bare neck and shoulders.

It was born out of Rune’s annoyance at the thought of Eden, that bastard, seeing her exposed shoulders.

“Umm… Rune.”

He sucked deeply on her flesh and nibbled at it with his teeth, making her shudder at the erotic thrill of his nibbling, and when she called out to him, he lifted his head to meet her gaze as if asking for permission, his eyes sunken deep with dark desire, a desire to hold her right now.

She had no skill to resist that.

‘They never said we couldn’t be intimate… so it should be okay, right?’

Her conscience, pricked ever so slightly, used the fact that the physician never specifically mentioned it as an excuse. Rationalizing her actions, Ria, who had somewhat resolved her doubts too, placed her arms around his neck. As if it were a signal, Rune’s hands quickly began to remove her dress. His lips, now even more determined than before, met hers.

In the blink of an eye, her pearly white nakedness was exposed to the air. Raising his head and licking the saliva from his lips with his tongue, Rune slowly explored her smooth body with his fingertips, finally capturing the perky br*asts with his mouth.

“Mmm…!”

Even when he squeezed them with his large hands, her br*asts remained ample and enticing. Despite his eager fondling with both hands, he didn’t spare her n*pples. He sucked on them eagerly like a child, flicking his tongue and tormenting the edges. The more her sensitive n*pples soaked in his saliva, the more fervently Ria body responded.

“Ah, ah, hah, Rune.”

“Still sweet. It’s fascinating.”

“What’s sweet, ah!”

Every time he explored her body, he would mention how sweet it was, as if he were eating candy. It was a phrase that she couldn’t quite understand. Or was it? Occasionally, when his thick and rich s*men touched her lips even a little, she vaguely sensed a sweet taste. Was it similar to that? However, other men she encountered before Rune never elicited such sensations. A sudden doubt crossed her mind, but amidst his persistent touches, she couldn’t find an answer in her feverish thoughts.

At that moment, she felt a sudden touch between her legs. Sensing that she had momentarily lost focus, Rune, keenly aware of it, skillfully penetrated her depths with his finger as if to bring her attention back. Since it was already w*t with the l*quid flowing, his fingers quickly became soaked from the tip.

“You’re already this w*t just from me sucking your br*asts.”

“That’s, uh…”

The words she intended to say as an excuse morphed into a moan before she could even start. Rune had spread her legs wide, and his head had found its place between them. The pulsating red flesh, as if it had a purpose, fascinated his eyes. What about the secretions flowing through the crack? Rune didn’t like sweetness, but the essence coming out of her had a delightful sweetness he would want to consume all day.

“Ah!”

His agile tongue licked around her folds. The contact, so direct without any barriers, transmitted its sensation vividly to her. The gasp that escaped her lips was as hot as his hand on her thigh.

His slow, deliberate tongue traced her l*bia, pressing firmly against her rounded cl*t before swallowing it into his mouth. Then, he teased, rolling it on his palate and occasionally suppressing it with the tip of his tongue.

Meanwhile, his large, hot hand that had traveled up her thighs, spreading her slick folds apart, elicited a gasp as her essence dripped generously. His chin was now damp from her ar*usal.

All Ria could do was grip his hair, shedding tears of pl*asure.

“Beautiful.”

Rune whispered, his lips glistening with her juices, and he dropped his head once more. His thirst was far from being satisfied.

“Wait, huh! Ah!”

His tongue unexpectedly invaded inside. Though not deeply, the sensation of the tongue licking the walls was one of the things that elicited a strong response from her. Having his head almost buried in her p*ssy, the high bridge of his nose brushing against her cl*t, was another factor in that response.

“Hmph, no, Rune…!”

The smoothly swirling tongue teased her insides even more, until finally, pleading word spills from her mouth. Realizing she couldn’t resist, she twisted her hips. However, Rune didn’t stop; instead, he inserted another finger, pressing against her walls. When he wasn’t satisfied, he slipped another finger in and spread her open.

“Ugh, ah, mmm!”

The tongue that flicked her walls withdrew, and in its place, another finger extended. Ria realized she couldn’t resist and tried to grab onto the blurred thread of reason while clutching the bedsheet, but it was always too difficult.

‘Ugh, damn it.’

Her eyes were red and swollen, soaked with tears, and her body was covered in sticky saliva mixed with the murky traces of bruises. How could he endure this even after seeing it? This was just the beginning of the moments of longing, always feeling insufficient no matter how much he devoured, leading to the start of the spectacle that he was about to witness.

His fingers thrusting into her v*gina grew rougher with the rising excitement, and the w*t sounds began to grow thicker and louder. Rune, to cool down the heat of scratching her vocal cords, stopped his movements and withdrew his fingers. He licked it up like he was eating honey, then sighed in disappointment at the warm honeydew before rolling over and pressing his forehead against  Ria’s.

“Saw that? That was all your juice.”

“Don’t say that, stop…”

“Your body is still dripping w*t. What if I say something else?”

With a laugh, Rune kissed Ria’s forehead. Though it seemed relaxed at first glance, the hand pulling out his er*ect m*mber was impatient. Letting out a long breath of need, he raised his upper body, swept back his hair, and teasingly pressed his c*ck against her intimate area. His c*ck, coated with pr*cum from earlier, was mixed with the fl*ids flowing from her cl*t.

Soon, she too would be mixed with him in this way. Inside, their essences would merge.

Sighing, Rune felt a flush rising to his cheeks even just thinking about it. He vividly remembered that sensation.

“Do you want me to put it in?”

“You’re gaping like this, wanting it.”

However, feigning composure, he continued to tease her. Despite the evident urgency, the overwhelming thirst that seemed to choke him, in moments like these where instinct prevailed over reason, an unrestrained, hidden lewdness surfaced, making it difficult to act on the impulse.

“Rune-.”

“Put my c*ck into your p*ssy slowly, we can give it a try.”

Because he wanted to see her clinging to him.

“Or, want me to f*ck you hard? that’s fine too.”

Because he wanted to see her uttering such lewd words with embarrassment and excitement.

“But…”

“If you don’t like it, we can stop.”

Rune grinned, sliding his gl*ns against her v*gina. Despite her embarrassment, the longing in her eyes and the visible hesitancy clearly displayed her desire for a quick and fullfilling penetration. Ria’s expressive face often revealed her thoughts easily.

Caught in a dilemma, unsure of what to do, Ria squinted her eyes, then opened them, turning her head slightly and covering her face with her hands. Rune’s smile deepened. Her actions were in line with what he wanted, and the situation was progressing as he desired.

“…Inside… put it in, please.”

“Hm? Put what? If you don’t say it properly, I won’t know.”

“I want you to put ……your c*ck, in, um, my p*ssy, please.”

“Good girl.”

The way she looked at him, demanding through reddened, tear-streaked eyes, was terribly arousing to him. His thick and large m*mber, now throbbing with the intense excitement coursing through his entire body, plunged deeply into her.

“Ah-ha!”

“Haah, Ria.”

“Ah, haang, Rune…, Rune.”

“Mmm. I’m stuck here, huh-, stuck here, your p*ssy is gripping my c*ck tight and won’t let go, so I can’t go anywhere.”

“Hmmm, ahh, yes……!”

Rune gripped her hips and thrust deeper. With each smooth and unexpectedly rough movement, Ria trembled, unable to swallow her saliva.

“Too, hoo, big, ah!”

It’s almost hollow when his m*mber pulled back, and even though it’s not the first time they’ve had s*x, each time it feels as overwhelming as the first time. Rune wonder if he’ll ever get used to slipping in and out of her cramped confines.

Leaning down, Rune finds Ria’s lips. It was effortless to delve into her parted, quivering lips. Following his movements, Ria’s tongue intertwined with his, and as she fumbled with her hands, Rune understood and slipped one arm under her side.

Immediately, a weak hand gripped his firm arm. Sensing her slight effort, Rune parted his lips and rubbed the tips of their noses together and smirked playfully. The tenderness in his actions contrasted sharply with his intensity below.

“Ah, heuh, hmm, uh, ah.”

The hand that had gripped her pelvis slowly swept down her immobile leg. Normally, he would have her wrapped it around his waist, but he felt uneasy leaving her in the state she had opened herself up. Rune changed their position, lifting Ria into his arms.

“Ha-euuk!”

His c*ck sank deeper into her. Ria’s head jerked back at the tightly packed sh*ft pressing against her womb. Naturally, the hand on his shoulder shuddered.

Rune pressed his lips to the nape of her thin, white neck, and without giving her time to adjust, he humped her hard from the bottom up. Each time, her br*asts bounced and rubbed. It was that pretty.

Inhaling the scent of her body through the tip of his nose, Rune nipped at the nape of her neck where he’d been nibbling painfully, leaving a bright red mark.

“Uhng…!”

A high-pitched moan burst out, and her nails dug into his solid shoulders. Although it was a pain bordering on pl*asure, considering the warm breaths she exhaled as he leaves bite mark, it seemed to hold a different significance for him.

“Deeper… uh… huh, hoo.”

Lia managed to say, shaking vigorously as he thrust deep and hard into her womb. Even then, she couldn’t finish because his lips slid down to meet her n*pples again. Her head was spinning in a dizzying pl*asure.

The room echoed with w*t sounds. The rhythmic low groans and the soft sound of lips meeting intertwined with the melody. Rune, exploring her insides fervently, continued to thrust forcefully. Just as the pressure increased, Ria’s grip on his shoulders tightened.