Volume 1 - Part 12

As Lycan bit my lips and tongue, he began to move his hxps slightly. From his perspective, it was just a slight retreat before coming back in, but to me, who was taking his monstrously large p*nis, it felt like a bat was roughly thrust inside. The fist-sized gl*ns stimulated my entire inner wall, mercilessly pressing down on sensitive spots.

 

 

 

“Ugh, ah, ah!”

 

 

 

“It’s too tight, Leah… relax, okay?”

 

 

 

“You’re the big one, ugh, ah, don’t speed up. Ah! Lycan.”

 

 

 

“How can I go slower here, Leah? Hoo…”

 

 

 

Lycan’s voice, murmuring low, sounded particularly obsc*ne. He didn’t hide his excitement, breathing heavily. Lycan’s slightly furrowed face, the constant stimulation inside, and his labored breathing all felt incredibly e****c.

 

 

 

My name spilled from Lycan’s lips like a moan. His movements grew more forceful and faster. Seeing Lycan excited, I too was engulfed in deep pl*asure.

 

 

 

“Ugh, ah! Ah!”

 

 

 

Suddenly, a loud scream burst out. I quickly covered my mouth with both hands, fearing that a maid passing by the hallway might discover the bizarre fact of siblings mingling.

 

 

 

“Ugh, ugh…!”

 

 

 

I tried my best to suppress my moans when Lycan pulled me tightly to him and whispered in my ear.

 

 

 

“Leah, we were originally one. I was born to fill you. Even if I thrust my d*ck into you, it’s not strange at all. So scream all you want. Let everyone in the mansion know.”

 

 

 

As I let tears soaked in pl*asure fall, I shook my head. The more I did, the more violently Lycan moved his hips. He would pull out until his p*nis was just at the entrance, then thrust deeply in one swift move. Thump, thud! The sound of flesh hitting was louder than the moans I was making.

 

 

 

“If I was conscious in our mother’s womb, I would have m*sturbated thinking of you.”

 

 

 

“Ugh, ah, ugh! Too deep, ah!”

 

 

 

“Ah… Seeing how you swallow my d*ck with a hole smaller than your mouth, it seems I might have tried putting it in even back then.”

 

 

 

Lycan said with a smirk. That absurd statement was not funny at all. I couldn’t focus because of the p*nis ravaging inside me. The pl*asure building up in my brain was about to explode.

 

 

 

“Ah, I think I’m going to… ugh, Lycan, ah!”

 

 

 

“Ah… Leah.”

 

 

 

“Lycan, I really can’t… no more. Ah!”

 

 

 

“Let yourself move with my rhythm. I’m going to thrust a bit more.”

 

 

 

“No, ah, ah! Lycan!!!”

 

 

 

Lycan threw all caution to the wind and lifted his hips purely on instinct. The overwhelming strength and pl*asure surged, and I could do nothing but flail, pinned like a butterfly. I grabbed Lycan’s clothes as if to tear them off, then screamed out moans like cries.

 

 

 

The moment Lycan thrust his p*nis deep, my mind went blank. A burning sensation spread from my head to my toes as if lava was poured over me. My body trembled uncontrollably, and tears kept leaking out. However, no mercy was granted in the aftermath of the org*sm.

 

 

 

“Ugh, ah, I just came. Ugh, ah! Ah!”

 

 

 

“I want more. Leah. Ah, just a little more.”

 

 

 

“Stop, ugh, stop. Ah!”

 

 

 

Lycan cursed roughly and devoured my lips. Then he suddenly pulled his deeply embedded p*nis back. Instead of seeking pl*asure inside me, Lycan rapidly rubbed his p*nis with one hand. He rubbed my tongue and poured his breath into my mouth.

 

 

 

“Ugh! Leah!”

 

 

 

After a beast-like roar, a large amount of s*men was scattered all over my body.

 

 

 

***

 

 

 

[This is the day His Excellency Duke Daymond Albert returns to the mansion.]

 

 

 

[The murderer would begin their activity.]

 

 

 

[Miss, please collect evidence or be cautious not to be murdered by the killer.]

 

 

 

“Ah… Is the murderer really the issue now?”

 

 

 

I rolled back and forth on the bed, clutching my head. The secret nights with the brothers Lycan and Lionel continued. Lionel was unavoidable because of the daily mission, and Lycan would go berserk just by seeing me with Lionel.

 

 

 

But it’s not like I wasted all my time just having s*x. I’ve been diligently performing sudden missions that come up from time to time, acquiring many useful items. Among them, the most useful is the ‘Pungent Perfume.’ Spraying the perfume allows one to smell the blood of strangers emanating from family members. The perfume is a one-time use, so it must be used carefully.

 

 

 

It would be most accurate to spray it during the time the murderer is active. I eagerly awaited the arrival of night.

 

 

 

****

 

 

 

[The murderer is rampaging inside the mansion. His aura is fiercer than usual. It would be better for the Miss to hide rather than collect evidence.]

 

 

 

Oh, it seems he’s really rampaging. Then it’s the perfect time to use this perfume. Without hesitation, I sprayed the perfume into the air, waiting for the scent of blood to rise.

 

 

 

Soon, a foul stench began to seep in from outside the bedroom.

 

 

 

“Ugh.”

 

 

 

The d*sgusting, fishy smell made me cover my nose and mouth with my hands. Thud, thud. The sound of footsteps walking through the hallway started to approach. As the sound got closer, the smell of blood became stronger.

 

 

 

“…It’s him.”

 

 

 

My heart rate began to increase rapidly. I felt cold sweat streaming down my spine as I quickly looked around and squeezed myself into the wardrobe.

 

 

 

Clack.

 

 

 

As soon as the wardrobe door closed, the footsteps stopped abruptly. I covered my mouth with both hands, focusing on the sounds that came through.

 

 

 

Then, the sound of my bedroom door being unlocked echoed. A fear so intense it felt like my heart might jump out enveloped my entire body. Who is it, who could it be? Fear and curiosity mixed together, making my head spin.

 

 

 

The smell of blood was so strong it felt like I could choke on it. The sound of shoes casually roamed my bedroom. Then, it stopped at a certain point. The inside of the house became so quiet that even my rough breathing could be heard.

 

 

 

Suddenly, the wardrobe door flung open. Chills ran up to the tip of my hair.

 

 

 

“Leah.”

 

 

 

“……”

 

 

 

I trembled and slowly lifted my head.

 

 

 

“Your father has returned, and you don’t even greet me?”

 

 

 

“…Father.”

 

 

 

The one who opened the door of my wardrobe, emitting a nauseating smell of blood, was none other than Daymond Albert.

 

 

 

“Come out.”

 

 

 

Daymond moved aside with a strange smile, allowing me to step out of the wardrobe with my legs shaking uncontrollably.

 

 

 

Is Daymond really… the murderer? What should I do, what can I do… If I get killed by Daymond here, it would be the end.

 

 

 

Daymond dragged a chair over and sat down. As he crossed his legs, the black fabric of his trousers tightened, revealing the muscular contours of his thighs.

 

 

 

I stood in front of Daymond, hesitating.

 

 

 

“It seems I need to check if my daughter has been doing well in her father’s absence.”

 

 

 

“……”

 

 

 

“What are you doing? Take it off.”

 

 

 

Daymond took a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and gestured lightly with his chin. The acrid smell of tobacco mixed with the smell of blood. Seeing his cool and languid appearance, I swallowed dryly.