Sensing this, Dominic immediately removed his mouth and pushed his fingers into her pulsating flesh. May let out a high-pitched m*an as he mercilessly scratched and stirred her insides.

“Ah! Aah!”

The inner walls that wrapped around his curved fingers turbulently fluttered. Naturally, his movements gained speed as he probed her wet insides. Splash, splash, at the firm fingertips striking her inside, she continued to release fl*id uncontrollably.

Dominic frowned at the thin excitement wetting her body and impatiently licked his lips. He had a rather impatient appearance that May couldn’t see with her eyes closed.

“……!”

Eventually, May’s body stiffened with cl*max. The trembling in her legs continued unabated. Dominic slowly rubbed her cl*toris to prolong her *rgasm.

“Haa, ha….”

The woman’s rough breathing filled the room. Dominic, who had slowly stroked her twitching genitals before withdrawing his hand, swept back his wet hair and called to her.

“May.”

His outstretched hand then gently grabbed her hair. Dominic gathered her black hair in one hand, arranging it as he turned her dazed face forward from where it had fallen to the side.

“…Is holding your breath a habit?”

Or did someone teach you that too? Dominic slowly swallowed that question caught in his throat.

Instead, he slowly stroked her hair.

“Ah….”

The continued touch reminded her of her first impression of the man—authoritative, yet ultimately an adult-like man who offered advice with that rigid face. She found it fascinating that he maintained that composure even while being rough.

And while May was thinking this, Dominic’s fingers dug deeper between her hair. At the touch that gently massaged her scalp, May’s eyes slowly closed. She had the idle thought that she understood why Aiden had ordered her to do this.

She also thought that such aftercare seemed somewhat mismatched with the man, especially after having her buttocks thoroughly spanked earlier.

After a while, his touch receded. Naturally opening her eyes in disappointment, he asked,

“Are you sleepy?”

His ashen eyes, languidly open, captured May’s flickering gaze.

“Yes, a little….”

With her answer, their eyes met more deeply. And when she realized how close they were, their lips naturally locked together. He sucked May’s lips quite gently. It was a ticklish kiss that encouraged her already abundant drowsiness.

Eventually her flickering eyes closed again.

However, just as she was about to fall asleep, a heavy weight pressed onto her body. The man covering her small body began nibbling her earlobe as he slid his lips over. It was contrary to his initial restrained demeanor when fully dressed.

He then bit her ear cartilage a bit more forcefully after licking it lengthwise with his tongue. His firm fingertip touched May’s lips, which naturally opened from the pain.

“Huh, hng….”

Raising her heavy eyelids at the feeling of her lips being traced, his lips, which had been circling her ear, brushed against her cheek.

Very close up, she could see the man’s lowered eyelashes slowly blinking. She couldn’t take her eyes off his deepened ashen eyes. Before she knew it, as her throat rumbled—

“Ah….”

Her chin was grabbed and a thick tongue pushed into her open mouth. Simultaneously feeling his p*nis slowly rubbing between her spread legs, May firmly gripped his arm.

‘So when he asked if I was sleepy, it meant I shouldn’t sleep….’

Although she was the one who first requested help, it seemed the authority to end this night belonged to him.

Besides, thinking about it, the man hadn’t *jaculated yet. May pushed away her fatigue and tightly embraced his back as s*xual sensation began to rise again.

Soon, with a sticky sound, their lips separated, and he whispered softly into May’s gasping ear,

“…Is holding your breath a habit?”

Or was that also something someone taught you? Dominic slowly swallowed that question lingering around his throat.

Instead, he gently stroked her head.

“Ah….”

The continuing touch reminded her of the man’s first impression. Authoritative, yet ultimately a mature man who offered advice with that rigid face. She found it fascinating how his composure remained intact despite her rough behavior.

And while May was thinking this, Dominic’s fingers dug deeper between her hair. With his touch massaging her scalp gently, May’s eyes slowly closed. She had the idle thought that she seemed to understand why Aiden had ordered him to do this.

She also thought that such tenderness seemed somewhat mismatched with the man, especially after having her bottom thoroughly spanked earlier.

After quite some time, his touch withdrew. Naturally opening her eyes with a sense of regret, he asked,

“Are you sleepy?”

His languid, ashen eyes caught May’s flickering gaze.

“Yes, a little….”

With her answer, their eyes met more deeply. And when she realized how close they were, their lips naturally connected. He sucked on May’s lips quite gently. It was a ticklish kiss that encouraged the drowsiness already filling her.

Eventually her flickering eyes closed again.

But just as she was about to drift off to sleep, a heavy weight was added on top of her body. The man covering her small body began to nibble on her earlobe, sliding his lips. It was contrary to his restrained demeanor when fully dressed earlier.

He then licked her ear with his tongue and bit the cartilage with some force. His firm fingertips touched May’s lips, which had naturally parted from the pain.

“Uh, mmm….”

Lifting her heavy eyelids at the feeling of something tracing her lips, she felt his lips brush against her cheek after hovering around her ear.

Very close, she could see his thick eyelashes slowly blinking. She couldn’t take her eyes off his deepened ashen eyes. As soon as her throat unconsciously vibrated,

“Ah….”

Her chin was seized and a thick tongue pushed into her opened mouth. Simultaneously, May grabbed his arm tightly as she felt his manhood slowly rubbing between her spread legs.

‘When he asked if I was sleepy, he meant don’t fall asleep….’

Although she had been the one to request help first, it seemed the authority to end this night belonged to him.

Besides, thinking about it, the man hadn’t yet cl*maxed. May pushed away her fatigue and tightly embraced his back as s*xual arousal began to rise.

Soon, with a sticky sound, their lips separated, and he whispered softly into May’s panting ear.

“It would be better if you fixed your habit of holding your breath.”

* * *

The naturally continued act ended around dawn. May, who had awakened from her brief sleep, opened her drowsy eyes to the broad back visible in her hazy sight. Countless nail marks covered his firm skin.

May knew how much she had moaned and how many tears she had shed while making those marks. Even though it had been a time when she lost herself in deep passion, the memories remained quite intense and clear.

This meant she remembered all the sensations penetrating her even in moments when her pupils blurred with pleasure.

But… strangely, she felt fine. Really, strangely fine. Her body, having satisfied the pleasure it so desperately craved, now existed in the realm of reason.

She had already been aware of the situation since the man cleaned her body with hands that were both rough yet delicate. The fact that she had made an absurd request for help from a lawyer who had responded to her private consultation.

Yet she had done such things again with a man who was neither her lover nor her husband….

‘Really… why don’t I feel bothered?’

She even felt as if she had done something she needed to do. It wasn’t that she felt no embarrassment about exposing her n*ked body to another person or no regret toward him, however, the sense of guilt she felt after her night with Johan had certainly disappeared completely.

Even though she hadn’t forgotten how much she regretted it and what resolutions she had made because of it….

‘What’s different?’

While May was deeply pondering that reason to the point of furrowing her brow, she suddenly raised her head. A strange feeling had caught her attention.

As if entranced, May turned her gaze to the mirror she had flipped over. The smooth surface, at some distance away, was cunningly reflecting her face.

Her pitch-black eyes stared intently at herself. May eventually realized,

‘…… Of course I don’t feel bothered. I need to create a vessel.’

Her face, which had momentarily spread with a smile as if wearing a mask, returned to its original expression after blinking once. May slowly blinked her eyes, finally looking away from the mirror.

Now that she knew why she felt no guilt, her mind became much more peaceful.

Not receiving seed, but creating a vessel. Despite the thought-form’s brainwashing reaching a deeper level, she nodded without feeling any sense of discomfort.

Then the man turned to look at her, sensing her stirring. Wearing only pants, his hair was wet as if he had just washed.

“Sleep a bit more.”

His low voice contained a slight hoarseness. Though his voice was rough and dry from fatigue, the man touched May’s forehead with a cold face that matched that voice.

“Your fever hasn’t gone down since earlier. Do you feel dizzy?”

Hearing that, her body did seem a bit warm. May blinked her eyes and shook her head. Then she quietly opened her mouth.

“Thank you… for helping me…”

At that, Dominic briefly furrowed his brow and carefully examined May’s face.

“Your reaction is more composed than I expected.”

“Ah…”

“As if sleeping with a man you’ve only met three… no, twice isn’t a big deal.”

At those words, May rolled her eyes. Though she didn’t speak, her face revealed enough of an answer.

“Has this happened before?”

Her gaze, which began to waver more intensely at the continued questioning…

“Did it happen after you came to this mansion?”

May finally nodded reluctantly at his interrogation-like behavior. The ashen eyes watching her sank low. From May’s perspective, she had simply told the truth since her body had become like this after touching the compass after coming to this mansion, but…

Dominic moved his hypothesis into the realm of perfect certainty based on her answer.

That she must have brought a particularly vile employee into the mansion.

* * *

At the same time. Johan, unaware of what misunderstanding he was under, was furrowing his brow at his grandfather’s house.

“…… You’re saying this isn’t a bad object?”

In his hand, he still held the vigorously struggling compass.

In response to Johan’s question, the old man sitting across from him glared sharply at the middle-aged man beside him and said,

“That’s right. You’ve only learned to eliminate thought-forms and souls, so you can’t even distinguish these things… tsk.”

At that, Haviér, Johan’s father, wore a rather embarrassed expression.

“Even though Father agreed to it…”

After muttering his excuse, he turned his gaze to Johan, who still looked uncomprehending, and said,

“We couldn’t tell just from the letter’s contents, but seeing it directly, I understand now. There’s no malice felt in what dwells within it. The energy is strong but pure enough to be good energy. I only taught you to detect energy because… those objects are not just rare, they’re practically non-existent. Even I’ve only encountered them in books.”

“…… So what is this?”

Johan asked, holding up the burr-burr vibrating compass. It was certainly a strange artifact, moving its chain all by itself…

‘He says it’s not bad.’

As his frown deepened, the old man watching him bluntly answered,

“It’s a spirit or guardian spirit.”