The Ring of Bondage - Chapter 3.6

Leticia stopped counting how many orgasms it had been. Before the afterglow could fade, a new climax came, and whenever she went limp, exhausted by the long pleasure, Mikhail never failed to thrust into the most sensitive spot deep inside her inner walls.

Her body, too drained to even lift a finger, tensed hard and trembled every time it reached a new peak. The unbearable pleasure melted her mind so much that she was afraid she might never be able to think properly again.

When he finally came inside her, Leticia felt even a strange sense of relief amid her disappointment. Leaning her completely limp body against him, she gasped for breath. Even the act of moving her body to breathe was difficult.

She wanted to fall asleep comfortably like this. Or being taken until she passed out from exhaustion would have been fine too. Whatever it was, she didn’t want to move in the slightest.

“Are you tired already? Can you still call yourself a demon like that?”

Leticia didn’t answer his provocative question. She had no strength to answer. Fortunately, instead of urging her to respond, he pulled his s*x out of her body. Even after c-mming once, it had already become half-hard again, and it dragged along her inner walls as it slipped out.

“Hah…”

“So sensitive.”

“Shut up.”

Whitish liquid flowed from the opening that couldn’t close right away. As the warm, viscous seed slowly ran down her thighs, he carefully set Leticia’s body down. Though because her strengthless legs wobbled, he had to grab her waist again immediately.

His low chuckle tickled her. She didn’t like that she was hanging there so limply while he alone laughed with ease, and she was dissatisfied that he had pushed her this far just because she had provoked him a little at the start, and she was displeased that he, a mere human, had monopolized the lead from beginning to end with such an arrogant attitude.

But it had also been that satisfying a bout of s*x. Her body, still twitching, and her breathing, still unsettled, struck at her mind like an afterglow. With her entire body entrusted to him, Leticia gradually regained her usual self. And also the present situation she had forgotten.

By the time her ragged breathing had calmed, Leticia remembered the contract bearing Mikhail’s signature. He had said he wanted her love, hadn’t he? Leticia spoke while lying there in satisfaction.

“I love you, Mikhail Becker.”

To enjoy herself so lewdly and harvest a soul all at once. If possible, she wanted to make only contracts like this every day. That was what Leticia thought right up until she heard Mikhail’s answer.

“Liar.”

“What?”

“That you love me. It’s a lie, isn’t it? The terms of the contract haven’t been fulfilled.”

Leticia frowned with her arms around Mikhail’s shoulders. What kind of trick was he trying to pull now? But it was useless.

“Who knows? I love you sincerely. Whether you believe it or not isn’t important.”

Contracts made over love were usually like this. It didn’t matter whether the wish had truly been fulfilled, or whether the person in the wish truly loved the party to the contract.

Since one couldn’t directly look into another person’s emotions anyway, the key lay in the words spoken. Even if you handed someone a few coins and made them whisper love, the contract would be fulfilled. It was the same now. No matter what Mikhail thought about her confession of love, he had heard the words he wanted, and his wish had been granted.

Was that all? She had even had s*x with Mikhail. Did humans not call s*x ‘making love’? In the end, no matter how the contract was interpreted, Mikhail’s resistance was meaningless. In a voice full of mockery, Leticia explained how the contract had been fulfilled. So now, your soul belongs to Hell.

“Of course, if the other party were an ordinary man, that would be true, but think carefully.”

“About what exactly?”

“If the person in the wish were a complete stranger, then of course neither I nor you would know the truth of those feelings. It couldn’t be proven. In that kind of case, just as you said, words saying they love you or a physical relationship would be important.”

Mikhail spoke while worrying Leticia’s n****e between his teeth. Forcibly suppressing the desire that was rising again, she asked back uneasily.

“So?”

“But the person in the wish is you. And you know, don’t you? That your words are a lie.”