Ch#123
He carefully lowered his weight onto her.
Her smooth skin, faintly slick with sweat, clung to his body like velvet. As he rubbed against her to savor the sensation, a flash of fear flickered across her small face shrouded in darkness.
As if to erase it, he pushed his tongue back into the narrow confines of her mouth. As he greedily explored the melting membranes, a purring moan tickled his throat.
Breathing heavily, he gently pressed down on her writhing, tender body.
Her skin was now slippery with sweat—or perhaps it was his own. His mind grew hazy from the sudden, sharp spike in body temperature.
He rubbed his desire-hardened form against her petal-soft flesh, sliding his lips down the slender line of her neck.
When he lightly bit her pulsing throat, she shuddered and dug her fingernails into his shoulders.
Her nails, roughened from a cycle of growing them long and breaking them, scraped against his skin, and for some reason, it only heightened his arousal.
To fan the flames of her reaction, he bit and sucked firmly on her prominent collarbone before trailing his lips down to her heaving chest.
As if frightened by the unfamiliar sensation, her supple body suddenly went stiff. He stroked down her trembling spine to soothe her, taking a mouthful of her soft flesh.
A sound that was half-moan, half-sob spilled over the crown of his head. The heat ravaging his body was reaching an uncontrollable peak. Yet, his wife had not yet relaxed.
Varkas’s hands, driven by urgency, softly caressed every part of her rigid frame. As his hand ventured lower, the tension surrounding her grew even more extreme. He leaned in and whispered hoarsely against her burning ear.
“It’s alright. I won’t hurt you, so just relax.”
In the darkness, he saw her large eyes trembling aimlessly.
He kissed her eyelids, damp with sweat and tears, and continued to caress her with deliberate care. The woman, who had been shifting uncomfortably, gradually began to accept his touch. The sight was so erotic it made the back of his head tingle, and for a moment, his vision blurred.
Propping himself up to watch her reaction closely, Varkas gritted his teeth and pulled her even closer. At his more intimate touch, a cracked, melodic voice slipped through her rose-swollen lips.
“E-enough now. It’s enough, so just… hurry up.”
He ground his molars together. His body felt like it would burst from the urge to obey her command. But he couldn’t let himself be fooled twice.
“No. You have to endure a bit more.”
“I don’t want to. I can’t take it anymore. So please, just stop…”
He swallowed the small lips that were goading him.
Her slick, sweat-soaked arms immediately wrapped around his neck. This woman had always made his head spin with her mercurial behavior. She would retreat when he approached and look at him with resentful eyes when he pulled back—this woman, who always drove him mad, he now held trapped in his arms, devouring her mindlessly.
How long had he spent caressing her damp skin and tangling their tongues? He felt the tension finally begin to drain from her rigid body.
He gripped her right thigh and slowly lowered himself. Her moist flesh enveloped him snugly.
Varkas let out a shallow breath, gripping the headboard tightly and tensing his thighs. His spine was drenched in sweat as he struggled to suppress the instincts trying to run wild.
After enduring for a moment, biting the inside of his cheek, he pushed his hips forward a little more. A stifled groan broke from her lips.
Despite the long time he had spent preparing her, she could not accept him easily.
Frowning at the increasing pressure, Varkas lay over her and took a deep breath. It wasn’t a great idea. As her scent, thickened by the heat, filled his lungs, his senses grew faint.
He ground his teeth and gripped the bed headboard even harder. With a sharp crack, the sound of the dense wooden panel splintering filled the room.
Fearing she might see it and be frightened, he flinched and looked down. But his wife seemed oblivious to everything happening around her.
Seeing her eyes glazed over, completely submerged in the unfamiliar sensation, the reins of his reason snapped entirely.
Bracing his hands beside her head, he began to move his hips. All he could do in that moment was try his best not to bolt like a stallion in heat.
Every muscle in his body convulsed as he fought to control himself, desperate not to break the fragile body that seemed like it would blow away in the wind.
Varkas, his brow furrowed as he repeated shallow thrusts and retreats, pulled back when the pressure showed no sign of easing.
At that moment, she clung to his back and let out a strange sound—a mix of a cry and a sob. The moment he realized his name was woven into that sound, the blood in his entire body surged backward in a heated rush.
With his tongue thrust into her mouth, he resumed the movements he had briefly paused. He could no longer restrain himself.
His desire, having cast off its bridle, accelerated steadily. He fought desperately to regain control, but his movements, once beyond his command, only grew more violent.
His face contorted with a sense of dismay as he checked on her.
“Does it hurt?”
At his barely squeezed-out question, she shook her head and clung to his neck.
“N-no, not at all.”
Her humid breath pressed against his eardrum like hot candle wax.
He gripped her waist tightly, scraping together the last of his self-control. She might be lying. Was she not a woman who habitually practiced self-torment? She could be forcing herself to swallow the pain again. He must not let his guard down…
“But, my body feels so strange, Varkas… Do something.”
Her tearful voice swept away all his thoughts in an instant.
Swearing an oath he had never uttered in his life, he pressed her body firmly into the sheets.
As her wet skin enveloped him perfectly, what little remained of his rationality evaporated. Soon, the rhythmic creaking of the bed and the sound of ragged breathing filled the darkness.
He roughly wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead with the back of his hand and looked down at her, swaying in time with his movements.
Her limp movements were like a water lily caught in a rough current. Clutching that delicate body, he crawled toward the very edge of desire. At that moment, her body began to spasm minutely.
He gripped her parched, twisting waist tightly, his spine stiffening with tension. Soon after, a fierce explosion erupted deep within him, accompanied by a violent tremor that pierced his spine.
Feeling his vision blur, he squeezed his eyes shut.
He didn’t know how long he stayed like that. Waiting for his ragged breathing to settle, he slowly propped up his upper body to check on her.
As he brushed away her sweat-matted hair, he saw her face, looking completely dazed. A chill ran through his chest at the sight of her lying motionless, her limbs sprawled.
He cupped her cheeks, soaked with sweat and tears, and peered anxiously into her unfocused eyes.
“Are you alright?”
She looked up at him with a bewildered expression.
Fortunately, there was no sign of distress. She just seemed exhausted, having spent all her energy at once.
Driven by an unknown impulse, he kissed the corners of her eyes. Her dazed eyes widened, and a violent ripple stirred within her dilated pupils.
Before he could fathom the reason, he was pushed by the shoulder. He frowned and looked down at her. The woman was fumbling, trying to scramble out from under him. He instinctively pinned her down.
“What is it?”
“Move! You’re heavy.”
As her struggling grew more intense, he reluctantly sat up. The woman immediately rolled to the side, fumbled for her clothes at the foot of the bed, and tried to put them on with trembling hands.
Varkas, watching her silently, pulled her back by the waist.
“Lie down a bit longer.”
“What for?”
The woman, still flustered, snapped at him in a voice that hadn’t stopped shaking.
“It’s over. I’m going back to my room now.”
“Who said it was over?”
He pulled the woman, who was trying to get away from him, onto his lap and rubbed his lips against her hot nape. The sweet scent of her skin made the heat rise in his body once more.
“You will sleep in my room tonight.”
