Don’t Be Obsessed With Your Cat Butler - Chapter 82

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Squelch. Squelch.

Every motion brought a soft, rhythmic sound. Their bodies so in sync that even the smallest movement echoed. The deeper he moved, the more her body trembled in response, as though caught in a storm of sensation.

“Haa…”

From the flesh he had bitten to the deeper parts within, every bit of warmth had been drawn out, leaving him to exhale with a faint, breathless laugh.

‘Are all females like this? Or is it only because it’s Sia?’

The stray thought crossed his mind, but soon became meaningless. What did it matter? The only thing important was that his female was Sia.

Instinct still urged him to trigger her ovulation, but this time Nox rejected that drive. Since Sia was human, the surest way to make her conceive was to release often, and in abundance.

So, unable to endure it any longer, he thrust madly toward the end. Bearing down with his weight, he drove into her deepest flesh and spilled himself in a rush.

“Mmh.”

“Nngh, it’s so… so hot…”

Sia, unable even to form her moans properly, let out a muffled whimper as she was pinned beneath his massive body. It really was hot, so much so, she wondered if she’d been burned from the inside.

“Haa, Sia…”

He began to lick over the marks he’d left on her nape. Just looking at them should have filled him with guilt, but strangely, at this moment, he felt no regret.

On the contrary, true fulfillment now filled not only his heart but his entire body. Overcome with the instincts of a feline male, Nox once more bit into Sia’s nape and began to move again, his length still buried inside her.

Ssk, sssk.

Thanks to the mingling of their fluids, he slid in and out smoothly. Wrapping his hands around her lower belly, he lifted her hips slightly.

With her inner walls pressed down under his palms and the weight behind his thrusts, the pressure made her clench even tighter. Nox let out a heavy sigh, while Sia trembled all over, her body taut.

Caught in wave after wave of release, she could no longer even make a sound. All she could do was clutch the sheets as though to tear them apart, gasping in ragged breaths.

Then, suddenly, his voice fell against her ear.

Thick with satisfaction, almost like he was drunk.

“Tonight… I’ll make sure to get you pregnant.”

* * *

The next day, after their frenzied night, Nox snapped awake to the sharp stench of blood filling his nose. But here, where only he and Sia should be. Why was there the smell of blood?

Then he remembered biting her nape the night before. After his fifth o****m, before falling asleep, he had checked. There had been only a slight bead of blood, not a serious wound.

Of course, once he came back to his senses, he had apologized profusely, again and again, and applied ointment generously.

But… had the wound reopened?

It wasn’t something he could ignore. Nox sat up abruptly. The sun was already high, light pouring in through the heavy curtains.

As he followed the scent of blood, he felt the dampness of the bed. Remembering how much Sia had spilled the night before, he cleared his throat awkwardly and touched the tips of his reddening ears.

For a female to release like that meant she had reached climax well. Pleased by the thought, Nox raised his hand to his eyes…only to freeze.

The scent of blood was far too strong.

On his palm were streaks of red, so dark they were nearly black. His heart plummeted to his feet.

Sia’s blood… on his hand.

The color drained from Nox’s face as he frantically searched for the source. He then spotted the sheets, stained dark red. Between her legs, blood had spread.

“Sia!”

He hurriedly pulled her upper body into his arms, his hands trembling as he patted her cheek.

“Sia?”

He had never felt such agony in his life. It was as though his heart were being ripped apart from every direction. His vision went black. If not for the faint sensation of her fingers clutching his wrist, he had no idea what he might have done.

“…Mmh, Lord Nox?”

“S, Sia…”

“What’s going on…? Ah, my stomach hurts so much…”

The moment her drowsiness faded, waves of pain crashed into her. Sia clutched her lower belly, then lowered her gaze at the dampness she felt.

“Huh?”

The white bedding was stained red. Having fallen asleep unclothed, the sight was exposed without filter.

“Huuuh?”

Startled, she shot upright and yanked the blanket over her legs. Even if they had shared a bed, showing him this was far too mortifying.

Embarrassed, she glanced sideways at him… only to find his face completely drained of color, his lips trembling violently. He looked like someone thrown outside naked in the dead of winter.

“Lord Nox?”

At her voice, Nox opened his mouth haltingly, looking as though he might cry.

“I-I’m… sorry. It’s… my fault… I need to get… the doctor. Right now…”