Even through the pain of being filled completely by him, the situation felt unreal to her. It was like wandering through a dream unable to find the way out.

Then Tehern grabbed Rowen’s legs, which were flailing in the air, and hooked them over his shoulders.

He looked down at the narrow opening that still hadn’t taken him to the root even after all that thrusting. The sight of a ripe, flushed entrance working to receive his c*ck was satisfying enough, but that was all. What was the point if it couldn’t swallow him to the root?

He shifted his gaze upward from the opening straining to grip his c*ck, to the small bud above it. He immediately rubbed the small cl*toris with his fingers, mercilessly. Rowen, who was lying there panting like a corpse, jolted her hips in surprise at the sudden stimulation.

“Ahng, kyaaah!”

When his c*ck was roughly thrusting into her below, she felt only pain, but this was different. Each time Tehern’s fingers slid over her cl*toris, a bright white flash seemed to burst through her mind.

“Hah, this is something else.”

Tehern muttered quietly and began moving his hips again. The dark red c*ck slid slowly out and then eased back inside. Unlike before, his c*ck was slick with moisture as it pulled free.

With arousal now flowing freely from below, penetration became somewhat easier. Tehern drove his c*ck downward in hard, deep strokes.

“Ahng, ngh, ugh, ah……!”

Each time Tehern drove down, his c*ck reached deep inside Rowen. Rowen felt his c*ck being shoved into her belly, felt her own flat stomach rising and falling with each thr*st. She was afraid there might be a hole punched through her abdomen, but she couldn’t bring herself to reach down and check.

“Haah, filthy blood really is something else, isn’t it. Dripping wet and loving it…….”

Tehern mocked Rowen as she whimpered and writhed, then suddenly grabbed her by the collar. For a moment Rowen thought he was going to strike her or tear the skin from her face. But what was torn was not her face. It was her shirt.

He grabbed the collar and yanked hard, and the buttons ripped free one after another. Rowen was horrified by the brute force that shredded the shirt like paper.

“Not much to look at…….”

The cheap navy vest layered over the shirt tore as well, splitting open to either side. Tehern sneered at the modest chest wrapped in bandages.

But small as her chest was, fitting for her slight frame, the tight compression of the bandages pushed the soft flesh upward so that it bulged out above the binding.

Tehern slowly ran his hand over the soft flesh, then slipped his fingers under the bandage and pulled the worn cloth down. The chest that was flattened under the binding sprang upward, revealing pink n*pples standing stiff with arousal.

“Mmng……!”

Ripe as red fruit……

The moment Tehern saw them, he forgot that Rowen was a girl of unknown and lowly origins and took her n*pple into his mouth.

He bit down hard on her milk-white br*ast and sucked greedily. Soon one of Rowen’s br*asts was soaked and slick with saliva.

A girl with dirty blood. Her face was as cheap and pretty as her origins, and even her n*pples were this provocative color.

Tehern pulled his c*ck back as far as it would go, then drove it roughly back into Rowen’s sobbing entrance. The sight of those pink n*pples made his c*ck, already fully hard, ache with a dull heaviness.

A thud rang out as his forearm-thick c*ck buried itself to the root between Rowen’s legs.

Tehern drew his hips back slowly. The slick inner walls clung to his c*ck as it tried to pull free. He drove it back into the tight opening in one stroke.

“Ahng! Hnng, ahk!”

Not wanting this stiff, wooden girl to tense up and tighten her entrance again, Tehern made sure to keep rubbing the small bud above her opening without pause.

Rowen couldn’t keep her wits about her against the waves of pleasure crashing through her. The enormous c*ck driving down relentlessly filled her insides completely and pounded against the mouth of her womb.

“Ugh, ahh!”

Tehern even pressed his palm flat against her stomach and bore down, tormenting her further. The pressure added to the already tight inner walls.

Rowen thrashed her entire body against the sensation of her insides being churned completely. Tehern watched and pulled the corner of his mouth up in low satisfaction.

“Ah, ahh……! Elder, brother, please stop……!”

Unable to bear the pressure of his palm on her stomach any longer, Rowen clawed at the dusty floor with her fingernails and begged. But the word that came out of her mouth grated on Tehern.

This wretched thing, a girl no less, putting elder brother in her mouth again. He clearly told her to call him brother, but apparently she was quite dim.

His mood soured, and Tehern flicked her trembling n*pple spitefully with his finger.

The swollen, taut n*pple took the blow and a sharp pain shot through her. Rowen choked and sobbed at the pain in her chest.

But whether she cried or not, Tehern only grew more aroused at her tearful face and moved his hips even more roughly.

Rowen wailed and sobbed as his c*ck, grotesquely veined, split her open between the legs. She wanted to bolt from this place right now and go to her mother.

The heads of Jun and Kyle rolling around nearby. The metallic stench of blood saturating the cramped space made her dizzy and on the verge of vomiting.

And herself, being violated by Tehern.

The sight of a serpentine c*ck going in and out of her opening between her legs entered her field of vision. Not a single thing surrounding her felt real.

Mama, mama……

In a dazed, dreamlike state, Rowen called for Erin over and over.

That face she desperately wanted to see. When did she last see it? She last met her at the New Year’s banquet, so it was more than half a year ago.

“Hic, mama…….”

“What are you……. Am I your mama?”

“Ack…….”

“…….”

Tehern shook his hips like an animal, thought for a moment, then smiled and opened his mouth.

“Ah, right. My little girl wants to drink mama’s milk from her lower mouth, does she?”

Then I’ll feed you until your belly bursts.

Tehern smiled darkly and drove his hips up savagely. His dark red c*ck disappeared between Rowen’s legs and reappeared again and again. Rowen hung limp like a doll, moving as he wanted her to, and received the c*ck thrusting into her below.

“…….”

After shaking his hips furiously, at some point, Tehern gripped Rowen’s thin wrists firmly and poured his seed into her. The c*ck moving in and out of her finally went still.

The opening gripping his c*ck tried to push the seed back out, fluttering around him, but it was no use. His c*ck, seemingly thicker than her forearm, plugged her entrance completely, leaving no gap for the seed to escape.

Tehern pulled his c*ck free from the motionless woman.

Foam from the prolonged friction clung to his c*ck. Like an animal marking its territory, he wiped the slick mixture of arousal and seed from his dark red c*ck onto Rowen’s thigh, deliberately and thoroughly.

When it was all done, Tehern finally raised his head and found the female body sprawled unconscious on the floor. Taking in the sight of the woman passed out with her eyes rolled back, Tehern’s expression curdled.

“…….”

Not just her body that was skin and bones, but her stamina too. This filthy girl who deceived the imperial family by pretending to be a man, and she dared to fall asleep first.

She was calling for her mother like she was out of her mind just a moment ago, apparently laying the groundwork to pass out.

Tehern dropped down onto the floor and lifted Rowen’s body onto his lap. He ran his hands over her here and there, then kneaded her bony backside.

There was so little flesh that there was almost nothing to grab. The sight of that scrawny body gripping his c*ck was arousing enough, but for a girl to have this little to hold onto……

He looked over her thin body, then flipped Rowen over. Her face turned toward the ceiling. Tehern stared at her face, smeared with tears.

“…….”

Her body looked like she was living without enough to eat, but her skin was pale as someone who never saw sunlight, and clear without a single blemish. Her cheeks were still soft, as though the baby fat of childhood hadn’t quite left her yet. As she lay unconscious and her body gave small twitches, her long black lashes fluttered like butterfly wings.