My eyelids felt heavy. I tried to shake off the drowsiness clinging to , but it wasn’t easy.
My body felt strangely heavy, and even breathing was uncomfortable.
With a body reduced to rags, I barely ca to my senses and let out a weak, sickly sound.
Then, hot body heat wrapped around from behind.
"Ceryl, you’re awake?"
The familiar gentle voice put at ease. It was so reassuring I almost fell back asleep.
Still lying on my side, I rubbed my face into the pillow. Since Varen seed fine too, I tried to go back to sleep.
But Varen forced my head to turn. And through my sleepy, opening-and-closing lips, he pushed his tongue in.
"Mmh... mm...."
Dragon saliva flowed into my mouth.
I hadn’t even realized I was thirsty, but suddenly I could feel my throat cracking dry.
I sucked desperately at Varen’s tongue, and the burning thirst was soothed at once.
After waking with a kiss, Varen untangled our tongues and gave a few light smacking kisses.
"Get up now. How long are you going to sleep?"
"Ah... get up... mmh...."
But sothing was strange. Even though I was lying still, it felt like I was getting motion sickness.
I turned my head back to face forward, undoing the angle Varen had forced.
I blinked several tis at the unfamiliar scenery before I realized this was Varen’s room.
My brain, starting up slowly, crawled back through my mories.
Ah, right. He said his rut had co. And he said he actually had a fiancée.
I went to persuade him... and he stabbed his thigh....
"Ah, Varen... stay still... for a second."
"No. You fell asleep, so I was doing it alone."
"Haah... hk, I’m dizzy...."
My thoughts weren’t even organized yet, and the way my body kept rocking made my head swim.
I closed my swollen eyes and reached a hand behind . I ant to push away Varen, who was pressed flush against , but my palm t hard abs.
The odd sensation made frown.
Why is he naked?
"...Hey, you! This— you’re not taking it out?!"
"Ah, Ceryl... don’t squeeze the mont you wake up."
The mories from last night flooded in like a wave, and my whole body went hot in an instant.
I’d said I’d help Varen through his rut, but the last image I had was of clinging to him and crying.
That alone was humiliating, but down below—still stretched tight—Varen’s was moving in and out.
I clenched the pillowcase I could see in front of .
This lunatic. I get that it’s rut, but doing this to soone who’s asleep?
I wanted to scream at him, but what ca out of my throat was only unfamiliar sounds.
"Hah— hey... ah, mmh, take it out...!"
I twisted, trying to get out of Varen’s arms, but he wrapped both arms around even tighter.
Worse, the slow movent gradually picked up speed.
And then, between where our bodies joined, there was a wet, slapping sound—God knew what it was soaked with.
"It’s not even over once yet. Why are you telling to pull out?"
"Hk, once— ngh... you already ca!"
"And you kept sleeping the whole ti... haah... I didn’t even put it all the way in."
The shaless voice rang in my ear.
When I ground my teeth and turned my head away, Varen imdiately kissed .
At the sa ti, he pinched one nipple with one hand and lifted one of my legs with the other.
With my leg raised, he pressed his hips in deeper between my spread thighs.
"Hk, hhng, ngh...."
The stimulation from every direction turned into a flood of tears the mont I opened my eyes.
Maybe he’d kept thrusting while I slept—my lower body, used to it to the point of familiarity, swallowed the burden without any pain at all.
Not only did it not hurt—my belly tingled, and the urge to co rose.
I tapped Varen’s forearm that was hugging , aning let go.
"Pha... hk, ahh, ah! Stop, ugh...."
The mont Varen pulled his lips away, he buried his face into the back of my neck.
Drawing in my scent deeply, he bit at the sensitive spot with slow, grinding chews.
Then he hiked my leg higher and kneaded my swollen sex.
The place that was already overheated trembled the instant Varen’s hand touched it. But it wasn’t the sa sensation as the urge to co.
My whole body went stiff, my head tipping back on its own. With the back of my skull resting against Varen’s chest, I couldn’t even breathe.
Varen laughed low and bit my ear.
"Ceryl, weird stuff is coming out of you now. You kept coming even while you slept."
"Hk, no, ahhk! There— ngh...!"
"Hoo... okay."
Saying “okay,” Varen sat up and flipped from lying on my side to fully face-down.
With my face shoved into a soft pillow, I couldn’t resist at all.
All I could do was brace for what was coming, rolling up the pillowcase in my fists with a chilling, naless premonition.
"Here... was it here. Your erogenous zone."
Using the obscene word he’d learned from , Varen grabbed my pelvis and lifted.
My face sank deeper into the pillow and only my hips rose, but there was no ti to feel embarrassed.
Varen shoved himself in to the root in one thrust, then yanked out fast, scraping my inner walls as he withdrew.
The changed angle canceled out whatever little I’d adapted to. The new pleasure ripped out only screams.
"Mmhn, ngh!"
"Hoo... good. I was right. Found it in one try."
Right about what. There wasn’t even ti to argue.
I couldn’t even tell if what he was ramming into was really a sex organ—it felt like he was smashing my belly with a hamr.
Still half-asleep, my body was vulnerable to sensation, and under what Varen was doing to , I couldn’t think of anything.
"Hah, ahhk, g-good! Hah, ahh...!"
In ti with the thud, thud of his pounding, the syllables coming out of my mouth broke apart.
Varen tightened his grip like he ant to crush my hips and sped up.
"It feels like the rut ca to you."
Lightning-like pleasure tornted viciously. My whole body shook, my toes curling tight over and over.
"Ugh, ngh... Ceryl...."
Once again, heat spread from inside.
A dragon’s dense force—too much for a human body to endure—crashed over .
Unable to escape those hands, I surrendered my body to them and blacked out.
***
I couldn’t feel the passage of ti.
Varen’s room was dark, and the only light was the Lightstone that glowed faintly, twenty-four {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} hours a day.
Whether the sun was up or the moon was up—whether it was night or day—I couldn’t tell anything.
"Ugh... ughh...."
Whenever I opened my eyes in the middle of sleep, my body was moving without fail. If I barely lifted my dizzy head, I’d see Varen’s face soaked in heat.
Sotis I was under Varen, and at so point I was on top.
Sotis I was even dangling in midair, carried like luggage in both his arms. In those monts, all I could see were my feet swinging helplessly.
When I managed to co to, Varen ca at roughly. Now it was like words such as slowly and gently didn’t exist in his head—he drove hard.
Every ti I hit my limit, I usually lost consciousness again.
"Ceryl... I love you. Ceryl Aylos, I love you...."
Through the hazy gaps in my awareness, the one thing I rembered clearly was that hot confession.
Everything else felt like a dream, but Varen’s aching voice carved itself into with sharp clarity.
How long did it go on like that?
The last thing I saw when I opened my eyes was shimring silver reflected under moonlight.
"You’re awake?"
As always, Varen was holding from behind.
Kissing my wet hair with little smacks, he scooped warm water in his hands and poured it over my shoulders.
Slowly, I regained a sense of reality. Then I furrowed my brow at the unfamiliar scene in my vision.
"...Where are we?"
My voice ca out cracked, like it had been scraped by sandpaper.
Varen imdiately reached for a nearby cup of water and brought it to my lips.
I’d been drinking nothing but dragon saliva—lukewarm and sweet. This was clear, cool water, the first in what felt like forever.
I finished the large cup in one go and let out a long sigh.
"Puha... I’m alive...."
Then Varen giggled and kissed my cheek.
"Now you really look like you’re back in your right mind. This is my bathroom."
At the word “bathroom,” I looked around again.
There were several trees with thick leaves around us, and above my head I could see a huge full moon.
I was soaking in warm water, sure—but this was less a bathtub and more like an outdoor hot spring.
Noticing my concern, Varen tightened the arm around slightly.
"It’s connected to my room. No one cos here, so don’t worry. Only those I allow can enter."
"Ah... yeah?"
"There’s no way I’d let other bastards see your body."
Only then did I check myself.
Since I was in the bath, I was completely naked—without a single thread on . Now that I looked, there were dozens of red bruises across my arms, chest, and thighs.
I knew he’d been biting here and there, but it was absurd to see he’d chewed up my whole body like a dog treat.
At least one thing was a relief: I wasn’t trapped on Varen’s sex anymore. Even if a hard rod was still stuck to my ass.
When I shot him a look and turned back, I was t with Varen’s face—much more relaxed. Seeing that, I couldn’t bring myself to get truly angry.
All I could manage was a scolding, reproachful jab.
"Hey. I said one ti. You really don’t listen."
"It was one ti."
"Don’t be ridiculous. Just what I rember—"
"If I didn’t pull out, it’s one ti."
The infuriatingly confident answer made my insides twist, and I sat up and turned to face him.
The ergency was over. Now it was ti for so real sex education.
"Did you forget I’m human? You have to consider the other person—how can you push like that? I kept telling you to stop."
"When did you ever tell to stop? You said it was good."
"...I did?"
"Yeah. You said that spot was good, and told to stab harder—mph."
The words made my ears burn just from hearing them, and I clapped a palm over Varen’s mouth.
I should’ve gotten drunk on alcohol, not dragon blood. Then at least the tape in my head would’ve snapped.
With the scene that had just flashed through my mind, I had nothing to say even if I had ten mouths.
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