His True Feelings

I could understand Karvan, who had lost his reason in prison and attacked me.

‘Even if it’s because of the imprint, couldn’t he endure it?’
I thought, ‘You don’t just grab someone else’s food because you’re hungry,’ but it wasn’t on that level.

Not wanting to be like that, I kept taking the decoction that Mashak had requested.

The symptoms of the imprint sickness, such as fever and lethargy, improved, but there was one thing.
My body, which would get hot just by looking at this man, couldn’t be calmed down.

“Hngh…”

“Come here.”

The man knew that too.

Perhaps that’s why he subtly demanded my submission.
Like a dog that lies on its back and exposes its belly at the mere flick of its master’s hand.

“Why?”

“Do I need to explain? Just come without talking.”

“…No! Do you think I’m a dog? Hmph, if you’re so eager, you come here!”

Of course, there was no reason to listen to him.
‘I’m a human, you bastard!’
I pouted my lips and fumed.

“You, you, coward…!”

And of course, I was put in my place.
He was sitting on the bed, arrogantly flicking his hand, and I, getting angry, resisted and got my imprint vein bitten.

“Ugh, hngh…. You son of a dog, son of a canine…”

When the imprint vein is bitten by the imprinter, the body changes to be more suitable for copulation.

Simply put, it means going into heat.

“It would have been better if you had come when I told you to.”

The man, who had spoken indifferently, buried his head between my legs.
The sound of his lapping tongue was intense.

“Hngh, s-stop, mmm…”

I know why he’s so persistent in sucking my vulva.
It’s to heal the swollen and tattered parts from the previous day’s act, and to thrust into the clean and soft place.

Otherwise, I couldn’t understand why he was sucking so devotedly that I was on the verge of cumming.

If it was to be gentle as per my condition, biting the imprint vein was enough.
Because my lower parts would get hot just by the man’s lips touching my neck.

The man’s purpose was not to cum and shake.

He enjoyed the act of copulating with me itself.
He acted as if it didn’t matter whether it was his lips, his cck, or anywhere else.
Whether it was his tongue or his cckhead, he just stuck it into my body.

“Relax. I have no intention of hurting you.”

He acted as if he had two personalities, human and beast.
His lower body was mating, to the point where it should be called copulation, but his upper body was always cold and rational.

Because of that, I felt shame several times.

“Ah, hngh…!”

The man would always come back, lay me down, and suck my vulva first.
I tried insisting that I hadn’t washed, but he didn’t care at all.
On the contrary, he licked me even more meticulously, as if to wash me with his saliva.

“It gets narrower every time I loosen it.”

An indifferent voice pierced through the rippling pleasure.
At those words, my excitement seemed to completely subside.

“Shouldn’t you be used to it by now?”

As he looked between my legs with a sigh-laden voice, I felt shame.

He had said it was preparation to be gentle with me, but now it sounded like he was getting annoyed.
That he didn’t want to spend time on even this and that it was a nuisance.

“I don’t particularly like being sucked by you either, you know?!”

My body, which was becoming more sensitive by the day, was driving me crazy, and hearing such words, I suddenly felt a surge of anger.

“I said I didn’t want to, you’re the one doing it without my permission.”

The man, who had paused, lifted his head and looked down at me.

“…I can’t help it even if you don’t like it. You, who cries every time because it’s so narrow even when I suck you like this.”

“Then have someone else suck it for me beforehand. You have a lot of subordinates.”

“……”

“I won’t even know who’s sucking if I close my eyes anyway.”

I regretted my crooked words as soon as I said them.

Because I had never seen such a terrifying expression on the man’s face before.

“…Ah, ugh! Hngh, hmph, ugh!”

For the first time, I thought I was going to die from being fucked to death.

At the same time, I realized.
That this man had been holding back a lot with me until now.

“Ah, hngh, d-don’t, press, m-mmm…!”

He clung to my back, and with me on my stomach, he put his hand on my lower abdomen and pressed down.

As his c*ckhead went in and out, my lower abdomen bulged, and the man caressed my belly as if masturbating.
My insides were already full and I felt like I was going to die, but with the added pressure, my eyes kept rolling back.

My thighs and buttocks, which had been slapped so much, were on fire.
As our skin met with a squelching sound, he bit my imprint vein to incite pleasure.
When I fainted, he would wake me up by exploring with his tongue and sucking, and then start f*cking me again.

“Hngh, hngh…”

Every time I exhaled, I could feel the c*ck stuck in the crevice of my vagina gushing out semen.
Thrust, thrust.
I couldn’t even scream at his relentless thrusts.

“S-slowly, hmph, please, I, I…!”

“Is it hard?”

Nod, nod.
I couldn’t even speak and just nodded my head with difficulty, and he looked down at me askance.

“Then close your eyes and lie on your stomach.”

“……”

“I’ll make it so you don’t know who’s f*cking you.”

A chilling voice.

Only then did I understand the reason for this punishment.

I had felt it before, but Karvan disapproved of me mingling with the Varg.

So, it was clear that he felt it was insulting for me to mention the Sura in such a way.
That a Destroyer dared to touch his clan.

‘But, you were the one who started it!’
I felt it was unfair, but seeing his bright red eyes, I lost the will to resist any further.

“…Yeah.”

I sighed and obediently lay on my stomach as the man requested.

‘I brought this upon myself.’
I thought as I was pressed down by the man who was mating with me like an animal.

It was my fault for not being able to control my temper and provoking him.
Who can you blame after waving a red flag at a bull.

‘I’ll take it.’

I must have fainted.

“Ah! She’s awake!”

I opened my eyes to the sound of murmuring, and the Sura, who had been massaging my limbs with pale faces, brightened up.
Mashak, sitting by the bed, was checking my pulse.

“What’s the reason.”

‘…What do you mean, what. It’s you.’

I secretly glared at the man standing by the bed.

It was absurd that he was acting all dignified in front of his precious subordinates after playing with his c*ck like a beast in heat.

“It’s overwork.”

“What did I do.”

‘What, what did I do? After f*cking me like that, what did I do?’

I began to fight the urge to pull the man’s hair from behind.

“…Valta. The Valtael’s bones are weaker and her physique is smaller than a normal beast-kin. You must always be careful.”

Perhaps seeing my headlight-like glare, Mashak cautiously reported, watching my expression.

“That’s right! You can’t treat her like that! Just a little…”

“How did I treat her.”

“…Kill me, Valta. I overstepped my bounds.”

At his chilling words, the Sura, who had been chattering as if it were their own business, immediately bowed their heads.

“He bites my imprint vein every day.”

During the day when Karvan was not around, I had complained that he would bite me whenever he saw me, when they asked if I missed him.

“Licking, biting, licking, biting… It’s giving me the disease and then the cure, isn’t it? To torment me.”
“Biting the imprint vein is the highest expression of affection. Valta must really cherish Shinbi-nim.”

‘If he cherishes me twice more, I’ll become invisible.’

As I was glaring at his side profile, which didn’t even glance my way, Mashak approached with a backward step and whispered.

“Shinbi-nim, you must drink today’s decoction right away. It will become more bitter if you leave it in the air for a long time.”

“Yeah. I’ll drink it right away, Mashak. Thank you. Tegen too.”

“Yes, please rest well. Valta, we will be going now!”

An indifferent nod.
The Sura bowed their waists as if they would fold and left the room walking backward.

As the door closed quietly, a sense of emptiness washed over me.

Perhaps because I had been attached to those two like a limb for several days.
I felt like my favorite doll had been confiscated.

“Do you report your bedroom affairs to the Sura?”

As I was staring at the closed door with a wistful look, a sarcastic tone was thrown at me.

“And even giving them permission to use your name.”

“That was because the title was awkward. And it was uncomfortable being called Valtael.”

“…You have a lot to be uncomfortable about.”

I was about to say, ‘What does it matter, it’s only for a short while,’ but I closed my mouth at his unusual gaze.

“Then what would you like to be called? Destroyer?”

He murmured coldly, as if angry.

He must be annoyed that a Destroyer was chattering with his precious subordinates and even giving them her name.

‘…If that’s the case, he shouldn’t have assigned a Sura to me in the first place.’
As I was pouting my lips and watching his expression, he silently got up and pulled the table with the decoction in front of me.

Is ‘giving the disease and then the cure’ a hobby of his?
I still had some lingering resentment, but remembering Mashak’s words, I reluctantly picked up the decoction bowl.

As I was about to drink it in front of the man standing with his arms crossed, it somehow felt like I was receiving poison.

The fact that it was a black concoction in a wide bowl made it even more so.
After hesitating, I gulped it down, and, cough!
I unconsciously grabbed my throat.

‘Crazy.’
Was it always this bitter?
As I was coughing like crazy, he held out a glass of water.
I rinsed my mouth with water, but the bitter taste that had already seeped into my mucous membranes was still lingering.

“…What’s wrong. Is the medicine not agreeing with you?”

‘Aaargh, my tongue is melting.’
As I kept coughing and couldn’t come to my senses, he grabbed my cheeks and made me meet his gaze.

“I asked if you were forcing yourself to drink it even if it doesn’t agree with you.”

“No. Cough, it’s a small thing, it’s nothing, cough, don’t worry about it.”

“Tell me. Now.”

‘…He’ll laugh at me if I tell him.’

As I hesitated, chewing on my tongue that was so bitter it was numb, the grip on my shoulder tightened.

The man’s gaze was murderous.

“If you don’t tell me. I’ll…”

“The, the medicine is too bitter!”

At his gaze, which looked like he would drag Mashak over right away, I squeezed my eyes shut and spat it out.