Chapter 5.5

‘Did I really do this before?’

The unbelievable situation made her vision flash white. Her heart pounded deep in her abdomen.

Ah, this might be too much…!

A sense of dread swept over her, warning her that moving now would be a mistake. Daphne twisted her body, not knowing what to do.

“It’s okay, it’s okay… haa….”

He said the words, but his face didn’t look okay at all. Daphne licked her dry lips, watching him restrain his movements as much as possible.

Her stretched entrance throbbed. Daphne squeezed her eyes shut, letting the tears fall. Evan kissed the corners of her eyes, licking away her tears as they slipped down.

“Mm….”

The ticklish sensation made Daphne shrink back, but Evan didn’t show any sign of pulling away. If anything, he seemed almost desperate, like a man who had found an oasis in the desert.

Letting out a long breath, Daphne steeled herself and spoke.

“You can… move now.”

“Are you sure? If it still hurts, I can wait a little longer.”

“I’m sure. So please….”

Unable to meet his heated gaze, Daphne turned her head aside. Looking into those eyes, brimming with desire, made her chest tighten.

With her permission, Evan began to move, sucking gently at her neck. As he pulled out, the pain that had subsided rose up again.

Daphne tried to steady her breathing, clenching her fists. As he slowly pushed back in, her insides churned, making her feel almost dizzy.

But that didn’t last long. When he pressed a certain spot, a tingling sensation shot up her spine. The small ripples of pleasure quickly grew stronger.

She felt breathless. Every time Evan gripped her hips and thr*st deeply, a muffled m*an escaped her lips.

It felt as if her insides had turned to mush. Bent nearly in half beneath his weight, the sensation only intensified.

“Ahh…!”

Evan, already lost in a haze, thr*st harder, his eyes half-lidded and unfocused.

All Daphne could do was try to relax and match his rhythm. She tightened when he pressed in, relaxed as he pulled out.

Perhaps excited by her subtle movements, Evan’s breathing grew heavier. Daphne reached down with one hand, parting her damp curls, and pressed her fingertip to the sensitive peak there.

Their wet bodies slapped together, filling the room with lewd sounds. As she circled her fingertip around that spot, a stronger wave of pleasure quickly overtook her.

It wasn’t calculated—more an instinctive act. Seeing her touch herself even as he moved within her, Evan felt a rush he couldn’t describe.

“Mm, mmph…!”

He kissed her hurriedly, slipping his hand under her back to lift her up. As a result, their bodies pressed even closer together. Overwhelmed by another cl*max, hot liquid spilled from between Daphne’s legs.

Evan held her shaking body tightly, sucking at her tongue as it slipped into his mouth.

All he could feel was the heat of her body, her ragged breaths, and the way her tight walls gripped him.

Holding her hips, Evan moved again. Dazed by the lingering aftershocks, Daphne screamed and pushed at him.

But he was a trained knight since childhood—he wouldn’t yield to such weak resistance.

Even though she’d already cl*maxed, the excitement welling up inside her again brought tears to Daphne’s eyes.

Evan ran his tongue over her face, tasting the salt of her tears, sending a shiver down his spine.

“N-no, stop, please…!”

It was almost like an animal in heat—this was no act of procreation, but pure pursuit of pleasure. Her mind had long since melted from the overwhelming sensations.

Each time their bodies met, Daphne’s n*pples brushed his chest, sending jolts of pleasure through her.

Evan gripped her tightly and bit down, thrusting hard. Each time he pushed against her trembling walls, the pleasure was so sharp it was almost painful.

“Daphne, Daphne…!”

Evan called her name, but Daphne no longer had the strength to answer. As another wave crashed over her, her toes curled tightly.

Still inside her, Evan held his breath and pressed in even deeper. He knew he was already as deep as possible, but he wanted to reach even farther.

His thighs tensed, his hips thr*st forward. Hugging Daphne as if he would never let go, he marked her deep inside.

“Haa, mm, huh….”

Evan firmly supported Daphne’s swaying body, as if she might collapse, savoring her limp, relaxed form as he slowly closed his eyes.

* * *

She never imagined it would end up like this.

Daphne, opening her eyes to the lingering, intense pain in her body, let out a silent sigh and thought to herself. After mixing bodies so much the previous night, it would have been strange if she felt fine. Judging by the darkness outside the window, it was still dawn.

When she sat up, she felt something trickling down below. When she brushed her fingers over it, a sticky, opaque fl*id clung to her skin.

It was obvious that it was a mix of hers and his. Daphne wiped her damp fingertips with a tissue and cleaned her now-wet lower body.

‘If there hadn’t been a contraception procedure….’

Daphne’s gaze turned to Evan, who was still asleep. If he hadn’t undergone the procedure, a new life would likely have been created.

That thought sent chills down her spine. Daphne placed her hand on her lower abdomen. A storm of emotions, too complex to express in just a few words, swept through her.

Again, more liquid welled up and leaked out. Thinking she’d end up spending the whole day feeling wet, she tried to get up to wash, but Evan caught her.

“Uh, mm!”

His brow twitched, then soon relaxed again. He didn’t seem to be fully awake, but it was as if he was determined not to let her leave.

Daphne tried to shake off his veined forearm, but eventually gave up and lay back down. Evan let out a satisfied sigh and pulled her into his embrace.

‘Is he really not awake?’

Feeling a bit annoyed, Daphne poked at his brow. He dodged her touch by turning his head this way and that, then mumbled in his sleep and buried his face in her shoulder.

At that moment, she felt a strange sensation in her lower abdomen. Every time he moved slowly, something brushed against her belly and then fell away.

She didn’t need to check to know what it was. Daphne bit her lip and looked at Evan’s face, relaxed in peaceful sleep. She wondered what kind of dream could make him move like that.

She needed to sleep, but couldn’t. Daphne stared at his face with wide eyes. His skin was slightly tanned from outdoor training, making the color of his face and chest a little different.

With each even breath, his long eyelashes trembled faintly. Daphne knew that beneath those curtain-like lashes were eyes the color of deep green.

‘There’s a mole here.’

There was a tiny mole near the corner of his right eye. It was so small, it could only be noticed at a moment like this, when she looked very closely.

The hand wrapped around her back moved slowly. Contrary to her tension that it might slip lower, before long, his grip loosened.

It didn’t quite register that they were lying together n*ked. Daphne glanced down at her own chest. Red marks were scattered here and there.

They must have been left by him last night. Realizing this, the area between her legs grew damp again. Daphne dropped her gaze, looking slightly confused.

‘…Why?’

Her usually sharp mind felt unusually sluggish today. While she desperately searched for an answer to a question with no set solution, Evan mumbled in his sleep and pulled her tightly into his arms.

“Ugh!”

Daphne frowned at the strong pressure. It felt strange. Her solar plexus tingled, but it wasn’t quite the feeling of needing to sneeze.

‘How many more times will I have to do this?’

If she wanted to collect enough data, she would have to. Suddenly, a wave of anxiety washed over her. 

How many more nights like yesterday would I have to endure…?

Maybe it was his warmth, but she started to feel sleepy again. Before she knew it, Daphne was using his thick arm as a pillow.

There was no point in worrying when her mind was so cloudy. So Daphne decided to just get some sleep. It was her first time sharing a bed with someone else in this way.