Chapter 188
Theogrim’s elegant fingers lightly held her n****e and stroked it cutely. At his familiar touch, Arzeletta squirmed her waist. The s***n of Theogrim, which she had been holding for several hours, flowed out from between her legs, which were parted by his hands. It was an extremely lovely sight to his eyes.
“Hmph…”
The rippling fabric flowed down like water, and Arzeletta was inserted by Theogrim, her white body revealed. Her leg, which was placed on his shoulder, fluttered and swayed.
Theogrim’s p***s, which was entering and exiting her with a relaxed and persistent force like a soldier who had finished his conquest, was as hard as a weapon.
Arzeletta slowly blinked her long eyelashes as she felt the fluid inside her mingle with his new e*******e.
Every day, Theogrim skillfully adjusted the medicine to make her sleep. When he could not come, he made her sleep for a long time, and he let her wake up when it was time for her to eat and tidy herself up.
Even then, he did not allow her to stay awake for too long. After washing her body and resting for a short while, Arzeletta fell asleep again without realizing it.
In this way, Arzeletta opened and closed her eyes as if she was being controlled. Since nothing, not what she ate, drank, inhaled, or exhaled was not controlled by his hands, her resistance was futile.
“Ah, mm…”
“Rzel…”
Arzeletta languidly stretched her body, hearing the squelching sound of water as he burrowed into her.
…More than anything, she did not want to defy Theogrim.
She had to prove to Theogrim that her prayer’s subordination was firm, and that she was a person who belonged to him no matter what.
Because she was held by Theogrim without any rest, her insides always felt overwhelmed by him. Nevertheless, she could not deny that she was gradually getting used to the repeated acts.
Arzeletta’s time was connected in a stage set by Theogrim, by waiting for him, being held by him, and falling asleep with his marks inside her.
Arzeletta thought as she was buried by Theogrim’s p***s, languidly swaying with him.
If this time lasted a little longer, her world might really be filled with only Theogrim’s existence.
Just as he had intended.
She might not know how to do anything other than think of him, respond to him, and cry cutely in response to his desires. All her functions other than loving Theogrim would be broken, but even then, Theogrim would smile happily.
She recalled the moment she had first met him.
His cleanliness, his holiness. The appearance of the boy who had made her finally decide to hold his hand and follow him to some place she did not know.
…It was her who had broken that noble angel into this form.
“What day is it…?”
Arzeletta asked, panting. Even at that moment, her red inner flesh was holding Theogrim’s p***s and was cutely gaping and clenching.
“How many days… have passed…”
“Not that many.”
“I’m curious…”
“Don’t be curious about the outside world, Rzel.”
Theogrim whispered, kissing Arzeletta’s forehead. He still had a dazzling expression, as if he could not bear how lovely she was.
“We are together, aren’t we?”
“Yeah…”
“You can only think about this moment. Don’t worry about anything else.”
As Arzeletta lowered her eyes as if she was surrendering, Theogrim kissed her lips as if to praise her. His p***s, which had burrowed deep inside her, once again became hard as if it would burst.
“Ah, Theo…”
Listening to the thick sound of water, Arzeletta clung to his chest.
I’m curious.
How many days have passed.
How many nights have passed.
How has that person… been doing in the meantime.
How much more the poison he had swallowed for the sin of not doubting me has broken him…
“Are you curious about My Lord’s news?”
Theogrim whispered into Arzeletta’s ear as he entered her even more firmly, close to e*********g.
Arzeletta’s shoulders, which had been receiving his acts in a half-dazed state, slightly trembled.
She did not answer. Theogrim stroked her forehead as if he was pitying Arzeletta.
“Don’t worry. He’s safe.”
“……”
“It’s okay for you not to worry.”
Theogrim’s flawless smile and his words told her that they were a sweet lie.
But she wanted to believe them.
“If you stay well and docile like this, I’ll let you see Ragnar soon.”
“……”
“So just bear with it for a little while. Got it?”
Yes.
Yes, Theo.
“If you just stay here, there won’t be any problems.”
I’ll do that if you want.
Because I am the one who hurt you.
“…I love you.”
Because I am the one who broke you…
The bed deeply heaved. Feeling the hot sensation once again pushing into her as Theogrim’s slender hips moved deeply, Arzeletta closed her eyes.
Arzeletta, who was thoroughly soaked in Theogrim’s e*******e, writhed her white body.
Even after repeating it dozens of times, it was a sight that led Theogrim into ecstasy, just like the first moment.
He had risked his entire life for this moment alone.
“I love you, Rzel.”
The sleep that came rushing in was as sweet as Theogrim’s whisper.
With Theogrim’s marks engraved all over her body, Arzeletta was once again buried in the bedding and fell into a deep sleep. Just as she had been all along while several nights and nights, days and days, were connected.
“Arzeletta…”
Yoseph crouched on the floor of the slaughterhouse, left alone.
The slaughterhouse was the same, without any changes.
The hardened blood that had leaked through the gaps in the black stones, the well-polished sickles and knives, and the large workbench.
Even the wooden chair, which had been made not too long ago and still smelled of wood, and the shabby but soft bed, which was filled with new straw, were all the same.
Even the moonlight that was leaking through the only small window, everything was just as it was.
But it was not for Yoseph.
“Ah, Arzeletta…”
These scenes, which were Yoseph’s entire world, were losing all their light and collapsing like ashes.
Arzeletta had disappeared.
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