Chapter 7 (Part 3)

‘Do you even know that Opellus is too good for you? If you return to the arms of the main god, he will save your dirty blood.’

As soon as the bishop of Nux left the study, Ellenia climbed onto the heavy desk and demanded Edan.

It had been four days of their strange stay. The collateral family members and the bishop of Nux constantly irritated Ellenia. Schultz waited in front of the study every day with a d*sgusting look, and during the banquet, someone always said something that made her run out before finishing her meal.

Each time, Edan silently carried her to the room, patted her back, gave her honey water, and put her to sleep before the stormy night fell.

Edan thought that with his thrusts, she was committing suicide over and over.

“Ah, huh, ha…!”

Matching his rhythm, Ellenia’s moans escaped through her gritted teeth. Whether it was from pain, pl*asure, or agony, Edan couldn’t tell and could only keep thrusting.

Her pale hair, like a golden curtain, fluttered with each thrust, revealing her flushed skin.

Holding back his tears, Edan wished his tip would cry instead. He hoped she would feel a bit better after this. It pained him that he could only comfort her collapsing self with his thrusts.

“Huh, uh…”

Then, her regular moans began to sound different. Edan looked up in surprise.

Ellenia was biting the back of her hand.

“…Again.”

She just whimpered in response.

Though she never told him, Edan knew that after meeting the bishop, Ellenia always bit the back of her hand. The thought of what she must have gone through pained him, so he had to stop her.

Sometimes he held her hands together, other times he replaced her teeth with his tongue.

Today, he thought… yes, it might be better to stop her from meeting them at all.

Edan pulled out of Ellenia.

“…Huh?”

Ellenia looked at him with puzzled eyes, still biting her hand.

“Your hand.”

At his low voice, Ellenia hesitantly offered her bitten hand. Holding her hand, he made her lie down and grasp the edge of the desk with both hands. She followed his instructions weakly.

There were bite marks on the back of her hand, some even showing a hint of blood.

“Don’t let go of this.”

Not knowing if it would help, he hoped she would listen. With that expectation, he sat between her legs under her skirt.

“…Huh.”

Ellenia moaned as his slick flesh entered her again.

Facing her bush, he began to lick her meticulously, as if making up for lost time.

He kissed her cl*toris, slid his tongue along her slit, and tasted the residue from their earlier coupling.

“Ha, ha, just do it…”

Why was she in such a hurry?

During the day, after the bishop’s nonsense, and after the banquet, when Schultz gave her lewd looks, she just wanted Edan to thrust into her.

Unable to leave her precarious state alone, he hadn’t even asked the butler anything. Not that the butler would tell him.

“Edan, Edan…”

Her desperate calls echoed above his head, but he continued to lick her, as if he heard nothing. Holding her thighs apart, he meticulously licked each petal. He could imagine her delicate mucous membrane twitching.

“Ha, Edan, huh…”

Her legs trembled, trying to close in. In contrast, Edan leisurely licked her slit with his pointed tongue, swam inside her deep mucous membrane, then came out to suck on her cl*toris.

“Ah…”

Ellenia’s moans matched the trembling of her thighs.

As if it were a signal, he pulled her b*ttocks closer and began to suck on her cl*toris relentlessly. Her pelvis twitched with each moan, barely hanging onto the edge of the desk.

Though the back of her hand felt like it was burning, Ellenia couldn’t let go. Clutching the edge of the desk, she held on to avoid being consumed by the pl*asure from below.

Her feet were burning from afar.

Deeply sucking, licking with his lower lip, wrapping his tongue around the tip… the sensations from his random actions made her toes tingle.

His sucking, licking, touching, and touching again sent waves of sensation from her toes. The burning sensation from the earlier rough thrusts made her insides itch with indescribable sensations.

“Huh, huh…”

Wanting the subtle pl*asure to consume her, but fearing the phantom pain in her hand, she only gripped the desk harder.

Squelch, slurp, slurp.

The wet sounds from afar made it feel like heat was evaporating from her forehead. By the time her fingertips turned white,

“Ah, ha, ah…”

The waves of pleasure starting from her mound made her insides collapse. Her cr*tch, held by his hands, trembled, soaking below.

As if reluctant to let go, Edan continued to move his tongue, not lifting his lips from her flesh. Her l*bia, still trembling with the remnants of her cl*max, twitched.

“Ha, huh.”

As if kissing deeply, his lips sucked on her petals, making Ellenia’s waist bounce.

“Huh, huh…”

When her moans turned into sobs, Edan quickly stood behind her.

“You didn’t bite your hand. Well done.”

“Huh…”

Covering her bitten hands with his large ones, Edan lowered his head and kissed her tear-stained eyes.

Her tear-filled eyes had been there since the bishop mentioned Opellus, but Edan hoped the tears he swallowed were not from that sorrow but from the physiological reaction he had elicited by meticulously licking her below.

His small kisses moved from her eyes to her temples, her ears, sucking on her earlobes, then down to her chin and neck.

Hng, it tickled and left her feeling empty below, causing Ellenia to involuntarily twist her hips. Beyond her skirt, his p*nis, resting on her b*ttocks, slid heavily.

With one hand covering both of hers on the edge of the desk, Edan lifted her skirt and immediately parted her plump b*ttocks to enter her.

Just as she wanted.

“Ugh.”

Unlike recent times, her slick insides immediately pulled him in. Though it might have been satisfying to experience friction from dryness, the sticky and tender feeling of her post-cl*max insides was better

He inserted his hand under her waist, holding her mound, and went deeper. To prevent her pelvis from hitting the desk edge, and also…

“Ha…”

“Ugh.”

As he pinched her cl*toris, her insides reflexively contracted. Edan took a deep breath, barely holding back the urge to cl*max.

When she simply asked him to thrust, he wanted to finish quickly, but it was all about mindset. Edan slowly pulled back his hips and then slid in deeply. Holding her hands limited his range of motion.

Looking at her tear-streaked face, lying sideways, made him feel a pang of sorrow.

She had never been ashamed of receiving from him, but now…

“Madam.”

“Hng, hng.”

At her moaned response, Edan gently released her wrist. His hand then covered Ellenia’s eyes, darkening her vision.

Leaning flat against her back, Edan whispered in her ear.

“This isn’t the study of the young lord of Tarnu.”

“…”

“Think of it as somewhere else. What about that cabin?”

“Huh!”

Saying that, Edan slowly pulled out and then thrust back deeply. The impact pressed against a sensitive spot.

“No, think of it as outside Tarnu. Somewhere Nux and Opellus don’t know.”

Careful not to press her head, he moved slowly back and forth.

“Remember how many mountains there were from Graphel to here. In some deserted mountain range.”

“Huh.”

“Where no one knows you.”

“Huh.”

Where no one condemns you.

He slid out, then immediately thrust back deeply.

His thick tip scraped her entrance repeatedly, making her outer mucous membrane twitch. At the edge of her earlier climax, his teasing fingers and the pressure from his gl*ns stimulating all around…

Ellenia felt like her insides were drifting in a whirlpool of lingering sensations.

Lying on the heavy desk, her neck turned stiff, her pelvis pressed against the desk edge despite his arm blocking it, all felt like someone else’s problem.

Her calm breathing and dry palms told Edan she had momentarily forgotten her emotional pain. Satisfied, he thrust deeply.

“Hahng……!”

Outside, her large and small l*bia trembled, while inside, his p*nis expanded, pushing into her wrinkled insides.

Seeking deeper pleasure, her hips moved involuntarily.

“Ugh, Ellie.”

“Huh, ha.”

Her lips moaned without knowing what she was doing. Edan imagined that small mouth clinging to his.

He thrust deeply into the trembling, tightening entrance several times.

His arms, wrapped around her hips, ached from hitting the desk, but he couldn’t think of anything other than the long-awaited wet thrusts. Thud, thud, thud, his hipbones repeatedly slammed into her plump b*ttocks.

The hand pressing her most sensitive spot continued to stimulate her erratically.

“Ah, ah, ha, hah, ha!”

Between her scattered moans, Ellenia’s waist and lower body twitched uncontrollably. Just when she thought she had reached the peak, the repeated stimulation pushed her higher. Her vision, obscured by his hand, flickered white.

“Ugh, ha, hah…”

Her legs, which had been loosely dangling under the desk, trembled, but Edan didn’t stop thrusting.

The end of the overwhelming stimulation felt like an endless cliff.

“Huh, huh…”

The traces of her climax trickled down from their joined entrance.

Feeling the convulsing mucous membrane tightening around his p*nis, Edan collapsed on top of her. He held her hand, which had covered her eyes, while supporting himself with one elbow.

“Ellie, Ellie…”

His lips landed below her earlobe. Peck, peck, peck, his dry kisses flowed down her neck in time with his thrusts.

The bones protruding beneath her dry skin looked pitiful. He repeatedly kissed the protruding part above her collar. The ridge glistened with moisture.

Her hand twitched in sync with his thrusts.

“Just stay with me like this.”

“Huh, ugh, it hurts…”

“When it rains, we cling to each other, and when it’s sunny, we cling to each other, not caring about anyone outside.”

“Ugh, huh.”

With his weight on his elbow, he continued to thrust into her. His hand, wrapped around her lower body, obsessively tormented her cl*toris.

Unable to come down from the peak of sensation, Ellenia felt like the top of her head was burning white. Even her clitoral skin hurt.

As much as the phantom pain tormenting her hand.

“I’ll keep thrusting into you like this. So, so…”

“Huh, it hurts, it hurts.”

Though he didn’t know how much longer they could stay like this, just the two of them…

Edan couldn’t continue speaking and increased his speed. The sound of his full balls hitting her lower body resonated softly.

It had been so long since he had run wild inside her.

Damn those collateral bastards, and that damn, monstrous bishop, because of them, she had become so weak, and she sought me only with a twisted heart…

At the end of his rage-filled heart, he thrust deeply, deeply, and finally cl*maxed, holding her tightly.

Her entrance, which had cl*maxed several times in his hands, trembled slightly even in the stcondition.

Edan took a deep breath.

“Don’t let others hurt you.”

I’m sorry. 

Swallowing those words, Edan lay on top of her back.

“It hurts, it hurts…”

“…”

Tears welled up again in Ellenia’s eyes, which had been turned to the side the whole time. Her hand, carelessly placed on the desk, trembled. The bite marks had faded, leaving only the white bones protruding, but the trembling showed how much it hurt.

With a breaking heart, Edan bit the inside of his lip and covered her hand with his.

“I was… whipped.”

Her voice, coming from beneath him, told an unexpected story.

“Over and over, every time I did something wrong. And my husband… was sent to punish me too. But I don’t know where it is.”

“…That whip.”

“It keeps coming to mind. That I’m like this because of my filthy blood.”

No, no. 

Edan shook his head slightly.

“I had forgotten… But when Grandfather came, even being with you like this.”

Ah, Ellenia sighed sorrowfully.

Edan turned her around and held her. They were still connected.

He tucked her exposed br*ast back into her dress, kissed her red nose and cheeks, and lifted her. Having not eaten properly for days, she was even lighter than usual.

Ellenia barely managed to wrap her legs around his waist. Her skirt slipped down, so no one would know that a servant had his p*nis out and inside his Madam.

He covered her back with the blanket draped over the sofa and headed towards the door.

“Where are you going?”

“Just sleep today.”

“I have work left.”

“You can do it tomorrow.”

“I have to attend the banquet later.”

“Don’t go. You won’t eat anyway.”

“I have to go.”

Edan didn’t answer and stepped into the hallway. Since the bishop had visited the study, the butler had made sure no one saw the Madam being mistreated, keeping the servants away.

“I know where it is.”

With each step, their joined parts bumped against each other. The fl*ids from their ar*usal mixed and slowly flowed. Soon, what had been limp inside her regained its volume.

Ellenia buried her face in his shoulder.

Her hand still burned.