“Huh, uh.”
Argen, completely unaware of what Valen was doing beneath the covers, merely wriggled in the lingering afterglow of pleasure.
Valen kissed his way up from her hips, following the curve of her hollowed back.
Reaching the nape of her neck, he pressed his forehead against it and exhaled a deep breath.
He was dying to kiss her right then, but Argen still lay with her back turned.
Her thin nightgown clung to her back, soaked with sweat, revealing her body’s contours perfectly, yet he didn’t even consider taking it off.
Given Valen’s nature, it was only natural that Argen’s attitude didn’t seem irritating to him.
He ran his fingers along the length of his erect member, now standing tall above her navel, and gripped the shaft.
Then he aligned his glans with Argen’s vaginal opening and slowly pushed it inside.
“Huh, wait, hold on, I’m still coming, uh, ugh!”
“Look at my face.
Then I’ll stop.”
“No, ugh, ah, don’t…”
“Why?
Trying to imagine rolling around with another guy while I’m inside you?”
“It’s not like that… Ah!”
The sensation of her tight inner walls squeezing his cock felt like it would make him lose his mind.
Damn it, no matter what, her body felt so good it made his eyes roll back.
Regardless of whether she grew tired of sleeping with him, Valen was overcome by a sense of crisis, feeling he might never experience anything like this again in his life.
The thrilling sensation spread to the tips of his fingers and toes, his entire body drenched in ecstasy.
Each time Valen pulled his thick cock back and then slowly thrust it back in, the sheets and her body quivered together.
“Haah, I’m going crazy.
Feels good?” Valen asked, rubbing his lips against her ear.
Argen’s head tilted back, leaning into him.
“Tell me.
How does it feel?
I’m fucking you just the way you want.”
“Huh, uh, ah…”
“Don’t close your eyes.
Haa, imagining another guy fucking you?
Who is it?
Finn?
You don’t know how lecherously that bastard stares at you.
He probably jerks off every night calling your name.”
“No, uh, no…”
“No?
Wanna bet?”
“Huh, uh…” Argen shook her head, biting her lower lip.
Valen stared down at her, her face contorted in agony, his gaze unnervingly sharp.
Her sweat-soaked hair clung messily to her flushed cheeks and forehead.
The moans escaping between her teeth carried an undeniable pleasure.
Valen lifted her right thigh and thrust his member deeper inside her.
It was a brutal force, as if he intended to thrust his testicles in too, beyond the flesh slapping together.
Finally, Argen’s mind, which had been struggling to hold on, went blank.
Her lips parted, and a moan burst out, filled with both pain and pleasure.
“Haah, if that bastard sees us doing this, His cock would be swollen enough to burst his pants.”
“Haah, ugh, no, no……”
His entire body was drenched and sticky.
The friction of their skin rubbing together, coated in viscous sweat and bodily fluids, was horribly stimulating.
Argen had completely lost her mind, unable to control the expression she was making in front of him.
As Valen thrust upward and plunged in fast, the wet, slapping sound of flesh colliding echoed loudly.
Argen’s moans rose to a scream, and beads of sweat ran long streams down her throat.
Valen opened his mouth and lunged at her exposed neckline.
He sank his teeth into her skin, moving his jaw widely to suck and pull at her flesh.
“Haah, look at me.
Huh?
My face, ugh, look at it.”
He deliberately thrust his member deep inside, then ground his hips in a slow, circular motion, as if digging into her inner walls.
Argen shook her head violently, and tears that had been welling up flowed down her nose.
“Huh, ugh, ugh…”
“Why have you been avoiding me lately?”
Argen never once turned to look at him.
His emotions were a tangled mess.
He couldn’t understand why he was so obsessed with her gaze.
But reasons didn’t matter now.
He needed attention.
He wanted her to look at him with that uniquely innocent gaze, without a trace of disappointment or regret, no matter what dog-like thing he did.
An endlessly selfish, ugly emotion was consuming Valen.
Valen held Argen tightly in his arms, moving only below the waist.
Her back and chest pressed against him, her gasps transmitted through his entire body.
“Did you really find someone else?
Argen, tell me honestly.”
“No, ugh!
I only have you, um…”
“Say it again.
Ugh, you only have me, right?
Huh?”
“Mmm… Ah!
Yes, yes…!
Too fast, wait…!”
“If you go too slow, I can’t feel it properly.”
“I’m, I’m going to… stop, ahh!
Please, I’m going to… ah, ahh…!”
The tight grip below twisted.
The walls clenching his member contracted hotly as she convulsed with ecstasy.
Valen urgently grabbed Argen’s head and turned it.
He swallowed every trembling, sobbing moan into his mouth.
“Mmmph, mmmph… Mmm.”
His thick tongue swirled inside her mouth, licking deep into her throat before withdrawing.
Argen gasped, her saliva-soaked lips parting to expel the pent-up breath.
“Haah, promise me.
You won’t let anyone else in but me.”
“…That won’t happen.” Argen answered with a dying voice, struggling to speak.
Then, she finally opened herself to him.
Her slender arms wrapped around the back of Valen’s neck and pulled him closer.
His head bowed as if without resistance, and their lips naturally met again.
Even though he’d merely reached out first, the slightest caress of her hand on his neck sent a pleasure surging through Valen like his entire brain was being shaken.
His lower body, moving slowly before, lost all restraint and grew rough.
“Argen, ahh, ah!
Argen, ugh, uhh, hhh!”
Veins bulged on Valen’s forehead as if they might burst.
His body, frantically thrusting, jerked and froze.
Still thrusting deep inside her, he erupted, spurting semen like urine gushing out.
Valen’s spine arched, his back glistening with sweat.
“Haah, haah…”
Argen, overwhelmed by the extreme climax, couldn’t close her mouth, only managing intermittent moans.
Just then, Valen, who had paused for a moment, began moving again.
Argen, startled, reached back to push his thigh away, but it only caused his cock to thrust deeper inside her.
“You want to do this shit with me forever, don’t you?”
“Huh, ugh, stop, ah…”
“Look at you, drooling all over the place and can’t even keep your mouth shut.”
“Please, just stop now… Ahh!”
“Damn it.
This feels fucking amazing.
I’m gonna stay inside you for a long time today, you know that.”
The scent of bodily fluids hung thick in the air.
He hadn’t meant to be this rough.
No, he hadn’t even intended to sleep with her at all.
Today, he’d planned to just watch Argen fall asleep and quietly return to his room, but somehow he’d lost all restraint.
Being with Argen always made impulse and fleeting emotion override reason, just like today.
Valen sat on the bed, shirtless, roughly shaking his head.
Argen, who had passed out around sunrise, hadn’t let go of the blanket until the very end.
“…She must feel disgusting.”
Still, leaving felt wrong too, so he was just killing time aimlessly like this.
“……”
After checking the time, Valen quietly got up.
Opening the door and stepping out, he saw Nadol walking toward him from not far away.
At the same moment, Nadol spotted Valen and scowled before even greeting him.
“What the hell is that state you’re in?”
His trousers were completely undone, and his top remained off.
His neatly swept-back hair fully revealed his striking features.
“Who the hell are you to lecture me?
I’m not your parent.”
Nadol flushed embarrassedly and darted a quick glance around.
Valen’s appearance screamed he’d been up to no good.
“You didn’t… spend the night with Lord Argen again, did you?”
“I’ll wake her up and send her off after she sleeps a bit longer.
Just go back today.
Don’t disturb us.”
“You heartless brat!”
Valen frowned irritably.
“Lower your voice.”
“Who’s treating whom like an unwelcome guest?
Who was tormenting Lord Argen all night long!
You lecher, you philanderer, you bastard who wouldn’t bleed a drop if stabbed!”
Nadol lowered his voice as Valen had ordered and demanded Valen take responsibility.
Regardless.
Valen didn’t bat an eyelid at Nadol’s vitriolic accusations.
Though he let Nadol’s words go in one ear and out the other, Valen didn’t immediately return to the bedroom because he still had questions to ask him.
“Why, why!” He had merely called out, yet Nadol trembled in shock, startled by his own voice.
“Last night, Argen clung to her clothes until the very end.”
“……What?”
“Did something happen?”
“……”
“Something she shouldn’t show me, I mean.
I don’t know much about demons.”