Epilogue.3

“I can’t do it anymore.”

Water was everywhere, both above and below. Elexion exhaled hot breaths over Muriel’s sweaty back as he licked her. He gently rocked his hips, soothing his female. He didn’t forget to knead her reddened b*ttocks, which had been hitting his hip bone.

“No, ugh, it’s hard, Xion, Xion…”

Still, Muriel couldn’t endure and reached back to push his body away. As expected, her hands slipped down to his abs, drenched in sweat.

Elexion caught her cute, tempting hand and pulled it lower.

“Huh…?”

Her fingertips touched the hot shaft. Sticky fluid stained Muriel’s hand.

“It’s all yours.”

The heat rose again. Her vision spun as he deliberately thrust shallowly, as if the gl*ns would slip out. It felt so good that she thought she might die.

“Do you want me to go deeper?”

“Yes, uh… Xion, deeper… huh? Ah, no…”

“Okay. Just a moment.”

He removed his hand from the shaft, which was sufficiently wet with her juices. Muriel’s fingertips twitched as if the still-hot shaft was moving back and forth against her hand. She panted, unaware of where her wet hand was heading.

“Hik…!”

Her palm crushed her n*pple. Even if she wanted to remove her hand, Elexion’s hand covered the back of her hand holding her br*ast. Long fingers slipped between hers, scratching the wet n*pple.

Her round b*ttocks, hitting his hip bone, were crushed. Something hot shot repeatedly into her belly. She melted and whimpered, unable even to cry out.

No matter how much she squirmed from the pleasure that felt like her brain was burning, the predator pressed down on her as if holding down its prey. With the pressure that felt like her belly would burst, Muriel had no choice but to receive the s*men while crying.

***

Elexion, looking down at the melted Muriel, grit his teeth and slowly withdrew his body. Each time, Muriel shuddered, urging his er*ction.

Resisting the urge to bury his hardened member again, he picked up the fallen water bottle on the bedside table, which had been knocked over while searching for the contraceptive earlier.

He carefully turned Muriel over.

“Muriel. Wake up.”

“Ugh…”

Still unable to open her eyes, he reinserted himself. When he poked the end, Muriel’s eyelids fluttered open.

“Xion?”

“Yes, let’s drink some water, Muriel.”

Elexion sipped the water and transferred it through their lips. Clinging to his neck like a baby, Muriel sucked on his moist tongue without thinking.

It felt like being a mother bird feeding its young. If Muriel wanted, he felt he could live like this forever. So when she pulled away, he felt a sense of regret.

But he couldn’t do anything more with Muriel, who had barely escaped the effects of the excessive aphrodisiac. He decided to be satisfied with burying his er*ect member inside Muriel’s entrance.

“Xion.”

He thought so, but…

“Move.”

Her green eyes, still not free from the drug’s influence, smiled languidly. The fingers that had been teasing his lower abdomen for a while fanned his lust.

And so, the fire was ignited again.

On the first night of their honeymoon, Elexion rolled around on the bed diligently, just like any newlywed couple.

***

Awoken by the sunlight tickling her eyes, Muriel slowly opened them. The translucent canopy swayed gently. The fragrant smell of the sea and the sound of seagulls crying awakened her senses.

Her throat was hoarse, and her body felt as heavy as a waterlogged sponge. Unable to move, she rolled her eyes to find herself on the bed.

“Phew…”

Last night, feeling embarrassed for some reason, she anxiously ate a lot of chocolate.

Muriel attempted to endure the first night of her honeymoon somehow…

“Xion, yes! There, mm, there… Hah! Aaah…!”

Muriel wished she could cover her eyes with both hands if only she could. She belatedly realized the true nature of the chocolate.

‘Even just one or two pieces make the body feel light, but I ate nearly ten of them! Aaaah!’

Desperately, she moved her eyelids to squeeze her eyes shut tight. To avoid the shameful memories, she needed to quickly drift back into dreamland.

‘Let’s sleep like this. Yes, sleep. Then I won’t have to think about anything!’

“Hah, mmm… Huh, Xion, hah! Ah! Ang! Haaang!”

“Yes, there, mm, hah… Xion, more, mm? There, mm, hah!”

‘Aaaah! Ahhh! Aaaaah!’

No matter how much she screamed internally, the moans she had cried out until her voice was hoarse last night refused to leave her ears.

‘I must have lost my mind…’

Muriel wanted to cry.

The moans weren’t the real issue. The real problem was the disgraceful behavior she had displayed the previous night.

Burning with passion, she had rubbed her cl*toris herself while pressing Elexion’s g*nitals downward!

‘You’ve gone mad, Muriel Lake!’

To make matters worse, Xion, who had witnessed it all, became even more excited.

The sad truth was that this example wasn’t even the worst of it. As if possessed by a ghost, she had done all sorts of things, regardless of the location…

“Are you awake?”

Elexion’s voice rang out then. Muriel summoned strength from somewhere to pull the blanket up over her head.

She knew it was futile to hide, but she couldn’t bear to look at Elexion right now, so she squeezed her eyes shut tightly.

“Muriel. You’re awake.”

Elexion placed the soup on the bedside table and gently shook the blanket pile. The Muriel who had cried out with joy last night was nowhere to be seen; only the Muriel searching for a hole to hide in remained.

“Are you embarrassed?”

Even though she had stared at his shaft and drooled with excitement, she now hid herself.

Elexion chuckled lowly and hugged the blanket pile.

“Are you too embarrassed to come out? You don’t have to be. Muriel, show me your face. Hmm? Muriel Fredior.”

From inside the blanket came a faint gasp. Elexion laughed softly, then cleared his throat.

“Muriel, do you think I was disappointed by what I saw last night?”

“That’s… not it.”

Her voice, hoarse from crying out all night, mumbled softly.

“Do you think I’ll stop loving you if you act disgracefully?”

“No!”

At those words, Muriel poked her head out of the blanket.

“How could I ever think that about you!”

“Now you’ve shown your face?”

Elexion smiled. His gentle brown eyes curved warmly, and Muriel couldn’t hide again.

Before that smile, her shame meant nothing. Such a smile deserved to be etched into her retina forever.

“Muriel, I feel the same way.”

Perhaps fearing she might hide again, Elexion held her face firmly and whispered.

“How could I ever think that about you?”

In fact, he had been even more excited because of her. That’s why he had kept going.

Even though they were the only two people on the island, he whispered intimately on purpose. He didn’t stop until Muriel’s cheeks turned red.

The cunningly seductive male lead of this 19+ romance novel simply let her bury herself in his embrace.

***

Before long, Muriel’s stomach growled. It was because of the tantalizing scent wafting from somewhere.

“You’re hungry, aren’t you?”

Xion brushed aside his tousled golden hair with a smile. The gentle touch made Muriel blush, but she nodded obediently.

“Shall we eat something?”

“Yes. Something warm and soft would be nice.”

“At your service, Madame.”

The food he brought was a rich corn soup. The occasional kernels popped in her mouth, adding a playful texture.

In no time, she finished one bowl and started on a second. Only after finishing did Muriel lean against the bed’s headboard, smiling.

“Feeling better now?”

“Yes. It seems being full and warm is essential for humans.”

“Shall we rest for today?”

“Sounds good.”

With her stomach full and the breeze gently blowing, Muriel dozed off to the sound of distant seagulls.

Later, she woke up and went for a walk along the beach with Elexion.

Though far from the water, an unexpected wave soaked her feet entirely.

“What is this?”

“Muriel, your skirt hem is wet too.”

“Exactly. Ah, really.”

She was glad she was barefoot and only wearing sandals, but the situation was so absurd that they laughed heartily.

Since she was already wet, Muriel decided to walk with both feet submerged in the sea. The sand tickling between her toes made her giggle.

And then night came again. Though they lay in the same bed, there wasn’t the tension of the previous night.

They snuggled under the blanket, tickled each other, laughed, and kissed. Could anything be more healing than this?

Muriel was completely captivated by the warm brown eyes that looked only at her. Then, a rustling sound broke through. It sounded like packaging being opened.

“Xion, what are you doing?”

“This.”

It was the chocolate Muriel had nervously devoured nonstop yesterday. The chocolate was famous as a aphrodisiac for romantic or marital relationships.

“There’s still some left? Didn’t I eat almost all of them yesterday?”

“Of course. There are several boxes in the storage.”

That many?

Before Muriel could even process her surprise, Xion ate one.

“Xion? Xion!”

“What’s strange about it? We’re newlyweds. It might not even be enough.”

The sweetness of chocolate lingered in Elexion’s breath. Muriel’s face flushed. He unwrapped another chocolate and ate it, his lips curling into a sly smile.

“And Muriel, didn’t you say it’s okay if I act disgracefully?”

Isn’t it? 

He asked quietly.

“It’s okay.”

As if enchanted by a fox spirit, Muriel nodded. Before she knew it, she was wrapped tightly in his arms, leaving her no escape.

“So tonight, you’ll watch my disgraceful behavior, won’t you?”

The bulge pressing against her lower abdomen made her thighs clench involuntarily, even though she hadn’t eaten any chocolate today.

Elexion embraced her tightly.

“I love you.”

As she listened to his sweet confession, Muriel recalled the unwritten rule of 19+ romance novels:

During the honeymoon, there isn’t a single male lead who lets the female lead sleep at night.