Tamed Monster - Chapter 108

Just as the Emperor was driven by a curiosity to dissect and study the bodies of monsters, the monstrous Grand Duke in human disguise was intensely interested in exploring every inch of his wife’s delicate, human flesh.

In truth, Kuinan wanted to break apart and thoroughly examine Sylvia’s body. The only thing stopping him was the fact that he’d have to kill her to do so—and he wasn’t ready for that. If she were ever to die before him, he had every intention of dismantling her corpse to satisfy his curiosity before he devoured her, just to see what was inside.

For now, the only time he could indulge even a fraction of that curiosity was during their intercourse. It was also his chance to subtly alter any part of her fragile body that didn’t please him.

Day by day, without her noticing, he made tiny changes to her physique.

‘What shall I change today…?’

Once she was laid out on the bed, she was completely at his mercy. When her mind was clear, she’d sometimes try to resist his advances, but as soon as escape was impossible, her body would always answer his call.

Deep down, he knew her body simply couldn’t refuse a monster with magic as sweet as his.

“Mmph.”

While pondering what to do, he started by pressing his lips to hers. Monsters didn’t usually kiss. Kissing served no purpose in impregnating a female, after all. But at some point, Kuinan had developed the habit of kissing Sylvia’s lips. He found that he quite liked it.

“Mm. Mmm! Mmmm…”

At first, she pushed against his chest in protest, but as always, it didn’t last long. Soon her hands, which had been tense, relaxed and settled gently on his firm body. With a low, animalistic growl, Kuinan pressed his torso against hers. He thrust his tongue deep into her mouth, making her choke and gasp.

If he stopped there, he’d be no better than a clueless brute. He knew he had to go even deeper for her to be satisfied. As a monster who’d learned everything about mating from other monsters, Kuinan always preferred rough, forceful s*x. He pushed his tongue so far down her throat that she arched her back with a strangled moan.

“……”

“……!”

Just before she suffocated, he finally withdrew his tongue. Gasping desperately for breath, Sylvia coughed and sputtered. Kuinan didn’t bother waiting for her to recover. She was already naked, so he grabbed her legs and pulled her down, pressing his c**k to her entrance—and rammed himself in.

“A-ah, ah…!”

The moment his tip broke through her folds, she let out a mangled moan and writhed all over. He hadn’t even made himself unusually large today, but she was already putting on a dramatic show. To help, he gripped her hips and spread them apart, pushing himself deeper inside with each thrust.

“Aah—!”

Had he hit a weak spot by accident? She was already trembling and breathless from the very start. Worried she’d pass out in less than five minutes, leaving him to finish alone, Kuinan paused. He spoke to his wife, who still looked vaguely lucid.

“Wife.”

“Hnn…”

“Wiiife, answer me.”

He nudged her cheek until she finally looked up at him. For once, she met his gaze head-on, and Kuinan was surprised—it almost looked like a sign of affection, which was rare for her. He stared right back, captivated. He genuinely liked this woman—so very much.

“……”

He breathed in the soft, shaky air she exhaled right in front of his face. That made him feel even better. Kuinan confessed again, “I like you, you know”. To him, this was a huge expression of love, but her reaction was as lukewarm as ever. She even scowled.

His smile faded, his face growing blank and cold. He suddenly felt less inclined to punish her out of spite and more interested in ruthlessly playing with her obedient, yielding body. Maybe that would teach her something.

“Wife, you’ve got it all wrong… The reason you’re so energetic these days is all thanks to me.”

It wasn’t good meals or luck that had improved her strength—her newfound vitality was a result of the blood he secretly fed her. He couldn’t understand how she still glared at him so defiantly, as if she hadn’t noticed.

By now, he figured she ought to be the one clinging to him, without him having to beg for it.

‘I’m human and you’re a monster—those eyes.’

Yes, exactly those eyes.