#100.2

I recalled something Diart had said before. He instinctively felt that I wasn’t the same Roeni as before. He had a sense of anxiety that I might suddenly disappear again, just as suddenly when I possessed someone. But I knew.

The old Roeni had completely disappeared. I was now fully Roeni Wheaton, and I would never leave his side again.

I wanted to tell Diart not to worry, that there was no chance of me disappearing, but it was difficult to explain everything, and even if I did, it would surely sound absurd. So, I chose a different approach. It was time to put into action what I had promised while I couldn’t wake up.

“You’re hopeless.”

I gave him a stern look. Then I held his cheeks and made him look at me. The sight of his cheeks being pressed against my palm was incredibly adorable, but I bit down on the inside of my mouth to keep from smiling.

“With such lack of trust between a married couple, how are we going to live together in the future? I guess we should… postpone the wedding. No, we shouldn’t. We should make a firm vow of eternal love in front of God.”

Seeing Diart freeze with fear as I tried to play around, I quickly changed my words, and his expression again as if it had never happened before. He was such an amazing man that he looked scared even with his cheeks pressed like this.

“I’ll keep saying it over and over again until you hear it and rem*mber it.”

I straightened my slightly slump posture and cleared my throat, trying to maintain my composure. Looking into his eyes, I spoke each word deliberately.

“I love you.”

As I gazed into his eyes that were growing bigger and bigger, and our lips met.

The tender kiss was full of affection, but it only took a short moment for it to become pa$sionate and electrifying. I put my hand on the nape of his neck and naturally grabbed Diart’s shoulder as he turned his body, then pushed him down and straddled him. Looking down at him, a view I had always been deprived of, was quite exciting.

“Don’t move.”

“Why?”

“It’s your punishment for not trusting me. Take this opportunity to remember how much I love you.”

Diart’s eyes gleamed mischievously. It was a very amusing expression. I sat down on Diart’s belly, as if telling him to give it a try.

“I’ve always been swept away by you like a wave. You’re such an unpredictable man on the bed that I didn’t have the energy to do anything else.”

I was thinking about what to do when I first sat down. I first reached out to Diart’s chest. He was wearing only a thin muslin shirt, so I could feel the hard muscle of his chest under my palm. When I unb*ttoned the shirt and pushed my fingers through the fabric, Diart’s body stiffened. His skin felt very hot to the touch. I rubbed his skin as if scratching it, and then unbuttoned the remaining buttons. Diart’s firm chest, which had been hidden under the open shirt, was now fully exposed.

Once, I had been amazed by the muscles that were clearly defined every time he moved in the training ground. But now, they seemed even more solid. Unconsciously, I swallowed my saliva and glanced at Diart, surprised. He looked at me as if urging me to continue with his eyes.

As I placed my hand on his chest, his muscles twitched and tensed. I squeezed his chest tightly, just as Diart had done to me before.

“Ah…”

He moaned lowly, and when I lifted my head, Diart’s eyes narrowed. Seeing his reaction to my touch boosted my confidence. When I lightly pinched his n*pple, his chest heaved. Feeling playful, I lowered my head and lightly licked him with my tongue. Unable to resist, Diart pulled me closer, wrapping his arms around my back. I quickly sat up and sternly warned him as I pinned him down.

“Stay still.”

Diart seemed like he wanted to say something, but he soon closed his mouth. It was because I ran my hand along his side, causing a reaction.

“This is fun, isn’t it?”

Seeing Diart’s tortured reaction to my touch, I began to understand why he was so unpredictable on the bed. I raised my hips and shifted to sit on his thigh, admiring his well-defined abs. Then, I reached out towards the buckle of his pants. Diart’s hips jerked as I reached for what was already asserting itself. Signaling him to stay still, I lightly tapped his thigh and undid the buckle. Then, with anticipation, I pulled down the slightly damp underwear, and his erect c*ck sprung free as if it had been waiting.

It was much bigger than what I remembered in my memory from the last time I saw it. I curiously looked at his slippery thing that was already dripping with fl*id, but I hadn’t even touched it yet, and it was growing in size little by little. I heard Diart’s stifled sigh above my head.

“Are you just going to look?”

His voice was tinged with agony. When I looked up at him, Diart had narrowed his eyes and was looking at me with hot breaths, his eyes half-open and very sensual. I grabbed his pillar as if possessed, staring at his face. Then his abs tightened, and his jaw became firm.

Each time my hand slid up and down his slippery p*nis, a lewd sound echoed. Surprisingly, Diart’s cock, which was already quite large, grew a little more each time my hand touched it. Even though he has a pained expression on his face when I grabbed his cock, he couldn’t take his eyes off my hand. As I watched him, my breathing became a little faster, and I felt my body getting hotter and my lower body getting w*tter.

When I couldn’t take it anymore, I pulled away and let go of him, and Diart’s resentful eyes returned in an instant. But he soon realized what I intended to do and adjusted his position. I stood on my knees with my shorts spread to the side. His hideous thing was beneath me, like it would penetrate me if my legs gave way.

‘Is it okay?’

Diart usually took care of things down there, so I wasn’t sure if it would work this time. But I couldn’t take it anymore. My insides had been tickling and twitching since earlier. Since it was so wet, I convinced myself that it would be okay and grabbed Diart’s cock and positioned it at the entrance.

As soon as the blunt tip touched me, I felt a gush of fluid flowing inside me. I pushed his thing into me little by little with relief, but then immediately stopped moving because of the unbearable pressure and pain that felt like it would split me in half. I knew that if I could just get past this point, a world of ecstasy awaited me, but I was scared that his swollen cock would tear me apart. Of course, I knew that wouldn’t happen, but I couldn’t help but hesitate.

Damn it, I should have just left it to Diart. But at that moment, as the late regret rushed in,

“Are you going to dry me to death?”

Diart, who was looking at me with a painful expression on his face, bit down hard on his lower lip. His usually cool eyes were now reddened, and he was trembling with lust. If I didn’t hurry, he looked like he was about to dry up and die.

Emboldened by his desperate expression, I slowly lowered my waist again.

“Huhhh….”

As the thickest part penetrated me with a squelch, it became a little easier. Of course, it was only a little. I bit my lip as my walls were forced open. I couldn’t see the end of how far it would go in. My trembling thighs felt like they were about to collapse at any moment. But if I let go, this terrifying thing that was filling me up would scratch and fill me up all at once, so I gritted my teeth and endured it with all my might.

“Haah….”

Diart let out a groan as tortured and painful as mine. He was gripping the bed sheets tightly as if he was holding something back.