Chapter 3 (Part 1)

“Surely, you have filthy and lewd blood flowing in you. Just like your mother.”

The little girl, left with her mother’s family she could never return to, was locked in a chest on stormy nights.

Inside a wooden box barely big enough to fit a skinny girl, the thunder sounded from unseen places, and the lightning that her thin eyelids couldn’t block flashed repeatedly.

In that cramped space where she couldn’t curl up, run away, or cover her ears, the girl could only wish for the time to pass quickly.

“Lord, please subdue this wicked Satan!”

When the girl’s fear made her body tremble uncontrollably, the sound of someone beating the chest lid could be heard. Thump, thump, the vibration sent chills through her entire body.

And then the prayers, prayers, prayers.

It was said to be an act to purify the witch’s seed. The bishop, her maternal grandfather, who had fathered her with the witch, went mad trying to purify the witch’s bloodline that had corrupted him. A witch who seduced him and bore a bastard, a witch’s daughter who evaded his discipline and made a fatherless child, and Ellenia.

On dry days, she copied scriptures until her hands were raw and learned noble etiquette with slaps on the back of her hands. On stormy days, she was locked in the chest for purification.

Inside, she had to confess sins she hadn’t committed and beg for forgiveness that would never come.

“Do not forget that you are going to Tarnu to save the unbelievers according to the will of the Lord.”

It was the day seventeen-year-old Ellenia finally escaped the dreadful mansion to honor the long-standing pact between the bishop’s family and Tarnu.

“If you reveal your vile nature and are cast out by the young lord of Tarnu, I will punish you in the name of God.”

Her grandfather lectured her endlessly about the pact her mother should have honored.

“Always pretend to be a virtuous woman. Just as you’ve learned with that foolish body of yours.”

In her sparse luggage was a whip that had pierced her skin countless times.

“Never, ever come back. If you disgrace the name of Nux, you will be handed over to the witch trials.”

Grandfather, it seems that blood cannot be deceived.

For I have embraced another in the bed left mercifully by my husband.

But, but……

Boom…… Crash!

“Ah! Huh…….”

Ellenia, who had fainted from exhaustion after consecutive sessions, suddenly screamed in terror at the unexpected thunder.

“Lord, Lord…….”

“Madam!”

When Edan returned with a basin of warm water from the bathroom to clean her, Ellenia’s eyes were half-rolled back.

“I, I, I am not a, a lewd, lewd temptress……”

Too weak to even curl up, she mumbled incoherently, rubbing her neck repeatedly. From the shape of her weak gestures, Edan realized she was trying to remove something choking her in her hallucination.

Though ineffective due to her weakness, had she not been so, her neck would have been red and swollen with scratches, possibly even bleeding.

“Madam……, Ellie…….”

“G-grandfather, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, sorry, G-grand, father, please, for, forgive me…….”

Putting the basin down hastily, Edan jumped onto the bed. The overflowing water soaked the carpet below.

Climbing on top of her, he grabbed her hands, pinning them above her head. It looked as if her hands were tied up.

“I did wrong, I did wrong…….”

Whatever tormented her so, she twisted her body and cried incessantly.

Edan looked down at her for a long time.

What could be so……. 

With a momentarily desolate expression, he seemed to resolve himself and then swallowed her lips. Her wrists, still pinned above her head, remained in his grip.

“Mm, mm……”

Sealing her mouth as if to consume all her breath to calm her down, he desperately entwined his tongue with hers. Ellenia, who had been sobbing without knowing how to breathe, was on the verge of suffocation. Her face turned red, but Edan didn’t relent.

Still holding her wrists, he grabbed her br*ast with his other hand. Lifting it from below, he pinched her n*pple hard between his index and middle fingers.

“Hng!”

The painful yet tingling sensation made Ellenia moan through her clenched teeth.

Edan quietly stirred her mouth, touched, tickled, scratched, and rubbed her br*ast. Her body, already overwhelmed by several cl*maxes, responded easily to his stimulation.

It lasted for a long while. Ellenia’s breathing became steady. Haah, haang, her faint breaths soon became a sort of moaning.

Rolling her br*ast in his hand and exploring her mouth, he felt himself swelling uncomfortably in his pants.

“Damn it…….”

Becoming ar*used while watching her in distress was indeed a shameful thing.

But her small teeth, her tongue, her soft br*asts in his hands, and the pinkish peaks in the middle……

While he rationalized, her trembling movements gradually subsided.

Edan lifted his head.

“……Phew.”

Finally able to breathe, a small light of pain appeared on her face. Faint focus returned to her eyes.

Haah, haah…… he too was breathing heavily.

Then, the hands he had pinned above her head moved slightly. Confirming she had come to her senses, he gently released her wrists.

“It’s okay.”

Wondering what could be okay, Ellenia’s hand moved downward. Her thin fingers brushed against his fully er*ect member, barely touching above her.

Though still clothed, her intent was clear.

Her tear-filled eyes fixed on him intently.

Ah, so……

While Edan wore a dazed expression.

As if heralding the coming thunder, lightning flashed through the gap in the shutters.

Ellenia’s face twisted in pain.

There was no time for self-reproach. Edan hurriedly pulled down his pants with the hand that wasn’t holding her wrist.

His already hard er*ect*on sprang out.

With trembling eyes, Ellenia watched his movements and wrapped her fingers around him.

Once, twice, even just a few weak strokes made him grow steadily harder.

“……Haa.”

A low moan escaped his lips. Though he knew she was encouraging him to relax, he felt he could be satisfied for a lifetime with just this gentle touch.

Rumble…… The thunder, which he thought had subsided, vibrated through their skin from a distance.

“……Damn.”

Edan sighed briefly. This was no time to get lost in sentiment.

He pulled her body towards him, placing her hips on his kneeling lap. Ellenia could only follow his lead weakly.

In front of his now throbbing hardness was the bush he had delved into several times today. What he had intended to clean was now a messy mix of her fl*ids and his, creating an obsc*ne sight.

Just looking at it made his flesh pillar feel as if it couldn’t get any harder. Veins bulge out.

“……Hoo.”

Even though he wanted to enter her immediately, he also wanted to savor this moment a bit longer.

He slowly stroked her slender, white thighs spread apart on his lap. His body, though having endured battles, was also pale, but hers was incomparably whiter.

Holding each leg in his hands, he rubbed the hollow just below her prominent hip bones with his thumbs. The lingering shadows of the night’s continuous stimulation revived at the boundary between her thighs and her intimate area.

“Ahh…….”

A heat filled Ellenia’s blue eyes, which had been vaguely watching what he was doing.

Chasing the pl*asure engraved on her body all night, she slightly twisted her pelvis. In doing so, her intimate part brushed against his tip. Their mixed fl*ids smeared there.

He couldn’t tell if what coated the head was from him or her, or if it was new lubrication for penetration…… Just thinking about it made Edan unable to hold back any longer.

Aligning himself with her entrance, he pulled her thighs towards him.

“Haah…….”

Even without new lubrication, he slid smoothly into the already slick path marked by their previous encounters.

The sudden intrusion made Ellenia’s breath quicken a bit.

It was probably the fourth or fifth time now. Even as she was losing consciousness, he had been pounding into her.

Her body, which had accepted another man for the first time in ten years, was adjusting to his movements, having been rubbed hundreds, thousands of times in one night.

So, once, twice, he moved his hips slowly, entering deeper and deeper.

Exhausted from the night’s fear and pl*asure, Ellenia felt as if she were floating on a lake. As if lying in a boat, swaying with the water’s movements.

Waiting for someone to shoot a fire arrow to finally burn the oil-soaked boat……

Edan also took in the sight of her body, her br*asts, her hair swaying with his thrusts.

He had long imagined this.