His bright yellow eyes flashed with predatory hunger. Excitement coiled through Dohvi like a living thing as vulgar words spilled from his lips:
"Do you know how your pussy spasms around me?"
"Oh... ah! A..."
"You're going to tear me apart."
He seized the back of her head and yanked her backward, capturing her mouth with bruising force. His rough tongue invaded, licking along her inner softness, tangling with hers in a dance that left no room for resistance.
"Mm! Ah... oh!"
When Sohwa flinched at his roughness, it only stoked his arousal higher. She was terrified prey, and he was the hunter who'd finally cornered her.
"Mmm!"
A sudden brutal thrust buried him to the root, and Sohwa shuddered through another climax.
He drove into her tortured body from below while his mouth swallowed her moans from above. When Dohvi finally released her lips, she went limp in his arms, eyes glazed and empty.
"Breathe."
He kissed her cheek and released her hair. Sohwa's body collapsed forward. Her long hair cascaded down her back like spilled ink. Her fragile shoulders rose and fell with labored breaths.
_My teeth ache to sink into that smooth skin. To mark those shoulders, those arms, that neck, those ears, those lips…_
Palming her breast, Dohvi continued moving inside her, trailing kisses along her neck and shoulders. His fingers found her clit, and she shuddered again, crying out as fresh pleasure tore through her.
"Lift your hips. I'm not finished yet."
"Please... I can't..."
"How can I stop when you're drowning in it?"
He lifted her hips effortlessly, fingers working her sensitive bundle of nerves. He ground the head of his cock deep, moving in circles, widening her opening. Then he pulled out sharply and slammed back in, establishing a punishing rhythm.
Sohwa understood what was coming. Still on all fours, impaled and trembling, she tried to crawl away, shaking her head frantically.
"Ah!"
He gripped her buttocks tightly and thrust deep in punishment.
"You asked for this."
"A-ah! Ah!"
"Where do you think you're going?"
Her oversensitized inner walls clenched with each brutal stroke. Sohwa was spiraling into her third orgasm. Each thrust echoed through her core, sending faint but relentless waves of pleasure through her, as though he were violently unraveling her mind thread by thread.
Her body obeyed his control completely, and then she broke—a flood of warmth gushing forth, trickling down the inside of her thighs.
Meanwhile, deep inside, his cock began to swell. Feeling herself stretched impossibly full, Sohwa slapped at his hand, desperate to stop him. But Dohvi continued his savage play.
"A-ah-ah!"
Her legs gave out, and she collapsed face-down onto the bedding. He still held her hips aloft, pounding into her from above, each thrust making her entire body jolt.
"Ah! Ah! Ah-ah!"
Lightning bolts of pleasure pierced through her. The swollen head of his cock prevented him from withdrawing, and each time Dohvi drove deeper, he shook her from the inside out.
Sohwa's body had reached its limit. Her legs trembled violently as wave after wave of orgasm crashed through her, curling her toes. Her consciousness felt submerged in white light, drowning in uncontrollable pleasure, as though invisible hands squeezed her throat, stealing her breath.
"Hnn..."
Her walls clamped down on him as Dohvi finally released inside her. The orgasm was so intense it felt like an explosion, leaving no escape, no reprieve.
"Pull out... pull out, Dohvi... please... ah!"
She writhed, trying to free herself from his iron grip, but he only thrust deeper into her core.
"Enough! Please... ah-ah... pull out!"
He grabbed her chin firmly, tilted her face up, and pressed his own against her neck, inhaling deeply.
A low, rough growl erupted from his chest—the sound of a predator preparing to strike. But to Sohwa, it was the satisfied rumble of a beast that had caught its prey.
"Ah..."
Every time his teeth grazed her skin, she felt the sharp points of fangs, and his rough tongue reminded her of his bestial nature.
Sohwa remained pinned beneath him, completely at his mercy, until he'd sated his hunger.
Even after his climax faded, he stayed buried inside her. Only after several long moments did Dohvi slowly withdraw, as though reluctant to leave her warmth.
When he pulled out completely, Sohwa shuddered at the sudden emptiness. Her body still felt the phantom of his presence. Warm seed spilled from her.
Dohvi clicked his tongue.
"Why... why are you looking at me like that?" Sohwa asked, barely able to catch her breath.
Before she could comprehend his intention, he grabbed her waist and lifted her in one smooth motion, settling her on his lap.
"Ah!"
Sohwa cried out, her gaze landing on the mirror across from them. She was now seated on his lap, legs spread wide in his strong arms, revealing the aftermath of their savage coupling.
"You spilled everything," he murmured, eyes fixed on the white fluid trickling down her thighs.
As he'd said, pearlescent streams leaked from her entrance. The small opening he'd been thrusting into for so long gaped slightly, as if it would never close again. With each involuntary clench, more of his seed spurted out. Her reddened flesh was completely glazed with their combined fluids.
Sohwa's eyes widened in shock. It was the most obscene sight in the world.
"I worked so hard to fill you, but you couldn't even hold it in properly."
He folded her legs back with one arm and guided his cock with the other.
The thick shaft, still rigid and smeared with sticky evidence of their passion, looked terrifying.
"No... you can't...!"
Sohwa pleaded, struggling to break free, but her legs were firmly pinned and she couldn't move.
Dohvi gathered the seed dripping from her and, taking aim, thrust back inside with one brutal stroke.
"Ah!"
"Look. Look how beautiful you are when I enter you."
"A-ah! Oh! Ah...!"
"I want to **devour** you..."
He began to move, and her body—nearly folded in half—bounced on his lap. With each deep penetration, Sohwa thought she'd lose consciousness, but his ragged moans kept her tethered, unable to close her eyes and surrender.
"My sweet little fox..."
"Oh..."
In the mirror's reflection, she saw the lewd picture they made. Their joining frothed white, and her unbound black hair scattered and fluttered with each movement.
"I wish you were in heat every day, Sohwa. We could do this from dawn to dusk."
Dohvi smiled with dark satisfaction and growled low in pleasure.
---
It was a dream.
Sohwa was walking with Dohvi, their hands intertwined as they climbed Mount Ikhwan. Suddenly, something crunched softly beneath their feet.
_What is that?_
She wanted to look down, but at that moment the ground cracked open. Dohvi stumbled backward, and Sohwa reached out desperately, but her fingertips couldn't bridge the distance.
From the fissure, a massive black serpent emerged, its vertically slit pupils gleaming with ancient fury. It was so enormous its girth rivaled a human body.
**"Give me my pearl... my pearl...!"** the snake hissed, its voice shaking the earth.
Sohwa collapsed in terror as the serpent flicked its forked tongue near her face, then turned sharply.
**"Damn tiger, damn tiger!"** it roared, and the world trembled.
At that very moment, lightning struck Dohvi. He fell, lifeless.
"No! **No!**" Sohwa screamed, rushing toward his body.
The serpent merely grinned and ascended into the sky. Before her horrified eyes, it began to shed its skin, the whitish membrane glittering as it peeled away and fell to earth. It was hideous—translucent snakeskin with the unmistakable pattern of scales.
She had seen this before, when she'd searched for the monk in the cave.
_This is the discarded shell of an Imoogi!_
"Ah-ah-**ah!**"
Sohwa woke screaming, staring at the clay ceiling of her room, breathing in ragged gasps.
"It's all right. You're home."
Dohvi was beside her, his voice soothing.
Her body was drenched in cold sweat. She trembled violently, face deathly pale.
Outside, rain hammered down again, water lashing the earth as though the heavens had split open. Thunder cracked, illuminating the dark room with brilliant flashes, and in that stark light, Dohvi's eyes gleamed molten gold.
"Did you have a nightmare about a tiger? Were you scared?"
Sohwa bit her lip, her body still quaking. The image of Dohvi struck down by lightning seared across her vision—a cruel, terrible death.
_My Dohvi... he died..._
Tears filled her eyes unbidden. Dohvi could be wild, even reckless, but he didn't deserve such a fate.
"You dreamed about me again," he said softly, pulling her close and brushing damp hair from her face. "My poor little fox, plagued by nightmares."
Sohwa turned sharply toward him and shouted:
"Why would **you** be my nightmare? You weren't the one who scared me!"
Dohvi, momentarily speechless, stared at her with gleaming eyes.
"Dohvi, where did you get that pearl? When are you going to return it to the Imoogi?"
"I never promised to return it."
"What? Are you saying he just **gave** you something so precious?"
But in her dream, the Imoogi had spoken differently. Its rage had been all-consuming.
"How did you get it? The Imoogi didn't simply hand it over, did he?" she pressed, her gaze locked on his.
Dohvi met her stare and merely shrugged, his composure infuriatingly calm.
_He wasn't like this when he was small._
She remembered how adorable he'd been then: soft paws, striped fur, and a round face. She'd even carried him in a basket, he'd been so sweet. But after Dohvi became human, everything had changed.
"Enough about boring things."
His hands had already slipped beneath her clothes, palming her breast. She gasped as his fingers began to tease her nipple.
"No... I can't anymore, Dohvi, really..."
They'd spent the entire day seeking pleasure from each other, but now her strength was utterly spent. Sohwa turned pale and shook her head.
"You should just eat me... devour me whole, please..."
"How can I eat such a cute fox?"
He licked her neck, and she jerked away, trying to escape. But Dohvi bit down on her skin, and Sohwa shuddered.
"No, no! I really can't... I can't..."
"Fine."
Dohvi licked the tears from her trembling eyes. He patted her thigh soothingly, but Sohwa tensed as though her body had seized up.
_Perhaps I overdid it last night,_ he thought, though honestly, he could have continued for another week. Unfortunately, his joy was short-lived—the telltale scent of Sohwa's heat had already faded.
"Let me clean you up," he offered.
Returning with warm water, Dohvi began to carefully wipe Sohwa's body with a silk cloth. Her lower half was slick with his seed. He'd spilled so much that it seemed endless, no matter how thoroughly he cleaned.
Sohwa seemed to sense his gaze and tensed slightly, uncertain what to brace for.
His touches were gentle now, but at any moment they could reignite the fire between them, and then Dohvi would take her again with the same savage intensity.
"If you mention **someone else** again, things won't be so easy. I won't let you off lightly."
_What else is he planning?_ Though curious, Sohwa nodded quickly.