The Cat Who Weeps in the Dark - Chapter 34

“Haa… h-haa.”

A torrent of kisses, too intense to regain consciousness, rained down on her eyelids. Helion laid Katie down on the bed, mounted her, and smothered her eyes with kisses.

It was dangerous. All the effort he’d put into enduring, now rendered meaningless, he wanted to throw everything away and simply take her into his arms, just like this.

This was a s****l desire that had never been properly expressed in his twenty-plus years of life.

That suppressed emotion, at the moment their eyes met, burst open.

His heart was impatient. To the point where he couldn’t bear it if he didn’t immediately thrust something from his body into hers.

Helion ravenously licked the thin skin covering her eyes. He completely covered her eye with his lips, sucking as if to inhale, and the cat, startled, opened her eyes. Helion didn’t miss the opportunity, pushing his tongue through the narrow gap between her eyelashes.

“W-what are you doing!”

Katie thrashed with all her might, arching her back. Something warm and squishy swam wantonly over her eyeball.

It was a place that had never been touched, and could never have been touched until now. And now, something he never thought would touch it was touching it.

“Aah, h-ugh! Nooo…”

She wanted to vehemently say no, but it wasn’t easy.

Her entire body had already gone limp, her mouth unable to form a single proper word, only spitting out unpleasant babbling.

Her entire focus was on her eyes, closing her eyelids, leaving no energy to waste on speaking. That also played a part.

Helion seized the moment, pulling down her pants, which were already half-off, to below her knees.

As her pants slid down her calves and past her ankles, Katie was so preoccupied with the rough sensation on her eyes that she couldn’t offer any other resistance.

She only realized her pants were off when the cold air touched her soaking wet underwear. Only then did Katie feel a slight return of her senses.

‘Wait. What happened?’

Her memory was hazy, as if her consciousness had vanished somewhere and just returned. As soon as she realized it was her heat, she went into the bathroom. And there, she was diligently touching her p***y by herself…

‘I never made it, in the end.’

And then, frustrated by the approaching shift change, she seemed to have hidden in the deepest place she could see. The wide, deep place in the bathroom. It was the bathtub.

At that moment, a large hand gripped her collar. Only then did Katie realize this was no time for leisurely reminiscing.

When she came to her senses, she was on the bed. She had no idea when Helion had come and put her here. No, that wasn’t important right now. If she let her guard down for even a moment, his tongue would be rummaging through her eyelids, and her clothes were on the verge of being torn off.

“W-wait! Your Highness!”

Katie hurriedly raised her hand and clutched Helion’s. Helion, who had been gripping her as if to rip her clothes off, met her gaze as if asking why.

“I’m in a hurry right now, Katie.”

“No, you can’t!”

“That’s not something someone who seduced me first should say.”

Unlike his leisurely tone, his voice was gravely low. It was a menacing voice that sent chills down her spine.

“Hmph.”

But what flustered Katie even more was her own body’s reaction. The moment she heard that low, rumbling voice, a tingle shot down her lower back, and a gush of wetness leaked from below.

Damn this heat. How could it be like this just from hearing a man’s voice? Katie bit her lip, took a deep breath, and tried to calm her body, which was heating up on its own.

However, it was counterproductive. The moment she inhaled, his scent overwhelmed her, and Katie nearly lost her mind.

“Haaahng!”

Damn it. She managed to hold onto her sanity, but she couldn’t suppress the moan. Helion’s eyes widened at her seductive cry.

Katie shed a tear of self-loathing. If it were possible, she wanted to jump out that window right now. Or maybe someone could just throw her out. Dying seemed better than enduring this humiliation.

Why was this happening? She had gone into heat from his scent just a moment ago, and it was the same now.

It seemed her body remembered what had happened during her last heat. Just as a duckling recognizes the first creature it sees after hatching as its mother, she recognizes the partner with whom she first experienced her heat as her mate.

‘How did I….’

Self-loathing washed over her, but that emotion was quickly buried by an even greater shame, disappearing in an instant.

‘He’ll definitely mock me. He’ll twist his lips and stare at me as if he’s dumbfounded.’

Katie squeezed her eyes shut, not wanting to see his reaction. However, what awaited her was not mockery. It was a thick, heavy silence.