Chapter 28
“I’m not trying to hurt you, but you’re so fragile, you might just accidentally die on me.”
“You can’t let that happen!”
Realizing how close she was to disaster, Fay flailed her legs to keep him at bay.
“You’re my invoked—I made a contract with you! Can’t you at least try to treat me with a little care?”
She was supposed to be the boss, the witch here. Why was she the one always getting steamrolled?
With watery eyes, Fay glared at him. She didn’t expect him to be loyal and emotionally attuned to her like Scarlis, Virelda’s invoked. She knew that kind of trust took time and effort.
But was it really too much to ask that he not let her die just because he could bring her back?
“If you can’t treat me with care, then move! I have no intention of dying in bed.”
“You want to stop here?”
“Yes!”
Fay panted, out of breath.
Alnazir couldn’t hide his displeasure. After all, from his perspective, he had been careful—if he hadn’t, she would have died several times already. Every time he touched her, he had to hold back his strength, otherwise she would’ve burst and died on the spot.
“Witch, I have been treating you carefully from the start.”
“Liar.”
Fay turned away in a huff.
She was infuriating. Maybe he should just shut her up and have his way—he grabbed her shoulder and rolled her onto her back again.
Her teary, accusing eyes glared up at him. His jaw tightened. For someone who claimed to be a ‘ruler, she was surprisingly sharp sometimes, and that always made him feel a bit strange.
He cupped her chin, making her look at him, and began pushing in, little by little.
“It’s not a lie. Look, I’m going slow, just like you asked.”
“N-no, it needs to be even slower—ah!”
He’d barely gotten the tip in when Fay’s face twisted in pain. Of course it wasn’t easy. She tried to relax, but the pain kept surging, and her teeth clenched tight.
‘I can’t go through with this!’
She was starting to panic, but clueless to her distress, Alnazir pushed a little further.
“No—stop! I told you not to shove it in all at once! Wait, go slow. Just… just hold still for a minute…!”
Fay dug her nails into his arm, and finally the intimidating thing stopped advancing.
A dangerous heat flared in his golden eyes. He exhaled hard through his nose, brow furrowed as if to say he wouldn’t wait much longer.
Fay focused on her breathing and tried to make her hips relax as much as she could.
“Now… little by little. But if I say stop, you have to stop, okay?”
Fay thought she sounded pathetic, but to Alnazir, her tone came off as strangely commanding and provocative. Not that he minded. In fact, the chill that ran through him was… enjoyable.
Now, he was starting to understand why humans obsessed over this. Even apart from the instinct to reproduce, it was honestly worth doing.
“Witch, do you feel like you’re going to die?”
“I—I think I’ll survive… hhh… just, just like that, slow. Pull out a little, then try going in again—slowly.”
The request sounded odd—pulling out after going through all that effort, only to push back in. And she kept insisting on ‘slow’. He was tempted to just ignore her and push in all the way.
She seemed to think she’d ‘come’ if he did, but to be honest, he was curious to see what would happen if she did.
So, just to test it, he pulled back a bit and then thrust in. Fay let out a loud moan and scratched his arm with her nails.
“Slowly! Not like that—ah, not all at once…!”
Her cries actually pleased him, so he tried thrusting in a little more, a little deeper. He didn’t bury himself all the way, but half of it disappeared into her.
Her breathing grew ragged, and she kept scratching his arm, as if to attack him. Alnazir decided this must be her way of getting revenge for not listening.
That’s the best ‘attack’ she could muster? But the cold shiver running down his spine was real. He could feel her walls clench around him, making him even harder.
“I’m going to die. I really think I’m going to die like this…!”
Her arousal only seemed to intensify, though her voice wavered with tears. He felt a little bad, but even if she really did die, he wasn’t sure he could stop at this point.
“Yeah? Because I feel like I’m going to come.”
If she did die, he could just bring her back before she even realized it happened.
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