“……Put it in.”

Though her voice was weak, it was loud enough for Kailos to hear it clearly and stop abruptly. Emitting a low, almost growling groan, he withdrew his fingers and stroked his slick p*nis up and down a few times before gripping her legs and spreading them apart.

At the soft yet blunt sensation of being touched, Selonia let out a wet moan. The p*nis parted her moist l*bia and moved between them, teasingly rubbing her tender flesh without quite entering her. Each time his p*nis brushed against her cl*toris, Selonia’s waist gave a small, sharp twitch.

“Hngh! Kailos.”

Driven mad by the tantalizing movement, Selonia forgot her embarrassment and lifted her hips. She needed something stronger — something that could fill the ticklish spot that fingers alone could not reach. At her petulant, pleading sound, Kailos’s Adam’s apple bobbed noticeably.

He grasped his p*nis and aligned it with her v*gina, pushing in slowly. Her inner walls tightened around him, clenching as though welcoming him.

“Hoo… even after I loosened you that much…”

“Ah—! W-wait… hngh, ngh!”

Selonia tipped her head back. The dull, splitting ache made her panic and she shook her head as she reached out towards Kailos. Kailos bent down towards her, gently biting his own panting lips as he soothed her.

“Shh. I’ll go in slowly. All right?”

“Hngh… it’s too big. Ah—ugh!”

The sensation of being completely full made her jump with fear. She even had the ridiculous worry that her lower belly might burst. Despite Kailos’s gentle hands stroking her body and his constant kisses meant to calm her, he did not stop pushing in.

The sensation of her wet, slippery inner walls gripping his p*nis tightly was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. If he let his guard down for even a moment, he felt like he would spill embarrassingly quickly. Grinding his teeth, Kailos released a deep breath.

At last, the thick head of his p*nis was fully inside her. He pulled Selonia close and stroked her, pausing to give her time to adjust. Her inner walls writhed, greedily drawing him in. However, Selonia was breathing raggedly and looked as though she might collapse at any moment.

“It’s almost all the way in now, so… shh. Be good.”

He coaxed her gently, as though soothing a child. As he kneaded her soft br*asts and lightly flicked her deep red n*pples with his fingertips, he felt her tension ease away alongside a soft moan. Once her breathing had settled, Kailos slowly started to move his hips again.

His massive p*nis pushed inch by inch into her as her inner walls melted around it.

How much time had passed while he rubbed her plump cl*toris lightly, using the fluid spilling out as lubrication? In the end, he was buried inside her completely. The pressure building up inside her caused Selonia to dig her nails into Kailos’s firm back and moan.

“Hngh… just like this, for a moment… please.”

“Hoo… this is t*rture.”

He let out a low, almost growling breath and waited for Selonia to calm down. The provocative sensation of being buried inside her caused every muscle in his body to tighten and swell with strain.

How long had he been soothing her, gently rocking his hips? Once he was sure that her laboured breathing had steadied, Kailos pulled his hips back slowly, then thrust in all at once.

“Haaah!”

“Haah… d*mn it.”

Using the spilled liquid as lubrication, the thick p*nis entered her rapidly. Beyond the initial stinging pain, pleasure slowly bloomed, reddening the corners of Selonia’s eyes. Gripping her br*asts tightly, Kailos thrust hard and groaned roughly.

With each thrust, the bulbous head and bulging veins scraped her inner walls, pushing the flushed flesh slowly inwards as it clung to the er*ect p*nis when it was drawn back out. Where they joined, pink froth formed as their fluids mingled. Whenever his pelvis pressed against her tender depths, their matted body hair stuck and peeled away with obscene, wet sounds.

“Hic—ahh, haa—hnngh! Aah!”

Selonia’s body shook helplessly beneath his rough thrusts. The rising heat stimulated every sensitive spot in her body, repeatedly pushing her towards climax. With each thrust, his heavy scrotum slapped against her perineum. As his thick p*nis drove in and pulled back, her flat lower belly bulged outwards and sank repeatedly.

She had never experienced such intense pleasure. Selonia could only cry out as he shook her in his grasp. Her focus left her sky-blue eyes, and her vision repeatedly flashed white before returning.

“Ah—haa, ngh— I’m going to— aah!”

“Kgh—!”

As her lower belly clenched violently, Selonia arched her back like a bow. Swept up in the intense org*sm, her inner walls squeezed him as though wringing him dry. At the exact moment Selonia reached her peak, Kailos could no longer hold back. His hip muscles contracted so hard that they seemed to cave inwards. A lukewarm release surged from him, flooding her depths.

“Hngh… mmh, haa…”

Still lost in the afterglow of her climax, Selonia’s gaze dulled and wavered. Tears charged with pleasure continued to spill out from the corners of her reddened eyes. As if savoring the moment, Kailos moved slowly inside her, then pulled out with a languid sigh.

Drip, drip.

The release that had filled her spilled out, soaking the sheets. Gazing down at Selonia, marked everywhere with his traces, Kailos pulled her trembling body into his arms. He brushed light kisses over her heated lips and cheeks, then gently wiped away the tears clinging to her lashes with his tongue.

“I wonder if this much was of any help.”

‘This much?’

Did that mean there was more? Selonia stared at him in dazed disbelief; she was too exhausted to move. He merely smiled back at her, his face impossibly neat for someone who had just undergone such a brutal joining ceremony.

Although she had asked for help, it somehow felt as though she was the one who had lost out. Still, her body felt too heavy — like soaked cotton — to think any more. As he stroked her hair tenderly, Selonia closed her eyes.

***

Before dawn, the winter wind had grown harsher, its cries cutting sharply against the windows. A snowstorm raged outside and the dark sky gradually lightened, as if the sun were about to rise. How long had it been since he had slept so deeply and peacefully?

A soft warmth brushed against his cheek. Kailos opened his eyes slowly, still feeling as though he were trapped in a dream. He turned his gaze towards the window.

Then he saw it — pink hair spilling across the sheets like gentle waves — and the memories of the previous night flooded back, vivid and undeniable. If Selonia had not still been held securely in his arms, he might have convinced himself that it had all been a cruel illusion. If it had truly been a dream, he suspected it would have taken him a very long time to wake up.

Selonia seemed unaware of his presence. She slept with soft, even breathing and a completely relaxed body. Had he pushed her too far the previous night? The faint sounds she made as she shifted and murmured — sounds he had never heard from her before — lingered in his mind. Until she finally sank back into a peaceful slumber, Kailos gently rubbed her back, allowing himself to watch her without restraint.

From the moment he first saw her pink hair, he had wanted to touch it. Now it slipped through his fingers, soft and light, and he found himself absently playing with it again and again, relishing its faint, whispering texture. Selonia’s presence felt to him like the first breath of spring after the North’s endless winter.

The faint marks left on her pale skin from the night before resembled scattered petals in bloom. With her thick lashes resting against her closed lids and her softly swollen lips tinged with color, she carried the hues of spring in everything about her, lifting his spirits until they felt strangely untethered.

Had he ever experienced such peace since the sudden accident that forced him to take on the entire ducal territory alone? Startled by this unfamiliar feeling, Kailos let out a quiet, almost incredulous laugh. It had been less than a day since she had last been in his arms, and already he was finding it impossible to rest without her beside him. Perhaps something had gone awry from the moment he first laid eyes on Selonia.

He did not know when his feelings had become so intense. All he knew was that, at some point, an unshakable conviction had taken hold of him — one he could no longer deny. He could never allow himself to lose her. It felt as though he had made a silent vow never to experience that suffocating, distant despair again — the loneliness of being trapped on all sides, only able to watch from afar, never daring to draw close.

‘Despair?’

Had he ever felt despondent because of Selonia?

The moment the thought surfaced, he was overcome with a sense of unease. Strangely familiar yet unmistakably not his own, fragments of memory brushed against his mind.

An ash-grey sky hung overhead. Beneath it stood a woman, helpless, her hands bound. Her limbs were thin, her cheeks hollow; she looked so fragile that it was hard to believe she was the same woman sleeping beside him. Yet the lush hair resembling spring blossom and the eyes like a living lake were unmistakably Selonia’s.

‘What was this memory?’

Feeling disoriented, Kailos squeezed his eyes shut, opened them again, and shook his head faintly. The image dissolved before he could grasp it. But then, other scenes surged forth, flashing even faster.

Selonia smiling brightly, her hand clasped in another man’s. Towering flames roared skyward and ash scattered across the heavens. Beneath it all, he could hear his own voice screaming. The knights of House Laharden lay fallen with vacant eyes and the Grand Cathedral was consumed by fire. Finally, a jewel the color of the sky was clenched in his trembling hand; tears, heavy with regret, spilled down onto it.

The images vanished as abruptly as they had appeared, leaving only a lingering dread in their wake.