Volume 3 Chapter 141-3 Before Departure
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
She realized she needed to refill the hot water—a very normal thought that finally helped her break free from the wild feelings in her body.
”What a sweet face you’re making,” he said softly.
”Don’t look at me. I must look… awful.”
Her breath was still uneven. But her body, trained over many years, held strong. Linca turned her head away. He had not brought her the joy she wanted, and that annoyed her.
The man seemed to notice how she felt. He pulled her closer, guiding her toward the step inside the bathtub. His body was still ready, unmoving, firm. Linca frowned.
”Is he always this slow?” she thought, a little bothered.
Still, something deep inside her stirred. Her most hidden self, the part not guided by rules or reason, was drawn to the strength in front of her.
He placed her gently to sit on his stomach. She thought it might be too much weight, but since they were in the water, it felt light.
His shape slipped out of her body and stood tall between her lips.
(…Amazing.)
He might be slow, but he had energy. Enough to fill her, heart and body both.
His hands moved to her chest, fingers sliding gently across her skin.
Linca moved her hips, brushing her lips against him. Even in the water, the soft liquid from her body clung to her. The feeling, though, was light. It did not make her feel full.
She pressed her thighs together, moved him gently side to side, trying to find more feeling. Still, it was not enough. Her eyes lowered. Her fingers moved carefully. Slowly, she guided him back inside her.
A small sound escaped her.
Slosh… slosh…
Then a quiet thud as she sat down fully.
”Mm…”
It was inside again. This time, it slipped in easier than before.
”Ah… Oh… Oh…”
She opened her legs wide, meeting his shape. At first, there was discomfort. But then, something changed. As her body got used to the feeling, the pain turned into something sweet.
Like how adults enjoy strong, salty snacks. At first, too much. But then—strangely good.
The deep part of her felt like it had lit on fire.
She didn’t want it to stop. She moved her hips again, letting that warmth grow inside her.
His hands found her chest again, touching carefully. Her back arched as her hips kept moving. That hidden wave of desire—this is what she had longed for.
”Sir Kian,” she said, breathless.
”Please… I want it. All of it.”
He smiled. “You’re not lowly. Don’t talk down about yourself.”
”Let yourself feel.”
His whisper met her ear, and her body shook. It was soft. But it came with danger, like a spell meant to pull her deeper.
A beast’s voice, full of want.
But Linca—who had already stepped away from the path of her god—could not fight it anymore.
”I… ngh… I can’t… Hah… ngh…♡”
”You’re so lovely, Linca. Such a tempting face.”
”…♡”
Her breath was uneven. She couldn’t tell if she was breathing through her mouth or nose. Maybe both.
”Ahhh… ahh…♡ ahh…♡”
It was close.
Her stomach tightened. Her toes spread, curled, then spread again. A warm feeling rose from deep inside her. She reached out blindly for something to hold. Leaning forward, she placed her hands on the edge of the tub.
He moved behind her, steady, careful, full of purpose.
That movement—it pushed her closer.
She grabbed the tub’s edge, water splashing softly against her lips.
This.
This was what she had wanted.
”Ahhh──♡”
Her breath caught. Her chin tilted upward, her hands trembling. The man’s hands slipped from her arms as her body began to fall forward.
He caught her.
Held her, gently.
Like a shadow of a creature made for this single act, the man leaned forward, close, and she felt it.
Warmth filled her.
A deep, strong wave, like something being poured into her soul.
She couldn’t see it, but she could feel it. No wild noises, no monstrous calls—just heat, strength, and a quiet end.
Linca let out a sound, half a cry, half a sigh.
Her head hung low, hair damp, skin glowing.
She felt arms around her again, steady and kind.
She had been claimed, but not broken. Not harmed. She was still herself.
”Sir Kian…”
Her lips parted. She stuck her tongue out just a little, almost like a prayer to the evil god. The man leaned closer, and their breaths mixed.
Though his body moved, he did so gently now. She held on tighter, as if to keep the last of him inside her.
A moment passed.
Then another.
All that remained was warmth.
And silence.
Notes:
• Linca – Jibril’s favorite girl. High-ranking warrior monk woman from Shin, with strong abilities like ignoring attacks and poisons.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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