TATMFL - 83

“Eung...”

“Huu.”

“Eung, ah! Heueuk!”

Raon, who had repeatedly lost consciousness, moaned at the pain of his teeth sinking into her lower back. Do-kyung, gripping her hips with rough hands, had her face down and was thrusting into her from behind. Even after repeated unconsciousness, her wide-open passage still eagerly clenched around the weapon tearing into her depths. Raon continuously released moans that resembled screams at the sensation of deep, sharp jabs within her. As soon as she woke from her shallow sleep, her vision flashed white, and pleasure overwhelmed her to the point where her head shook uncontrollably.

“Hat, ang, aheung, eung!”

It was excruciating. She felt like she could die from overexertion, a thought that crossed her mind every time she fainted. Do-kyung relentlessly took her and took her again. Her abdomen felt heavy with his seed. Her breasts, which had been constantly tormented, now stung at the slightest touch. Nevertheless, the line between pain and pleasure was thin, and Raon writhed, clenching her passage tightly around him whenever he pinched and bit her nipples. Her voice was hoarse and rough, as if sandpapered, and had long since given out. Even as she cried out with a throat scratchy like swallowing sand, it seemed Do-kyung, driven mad, couldn’t hear her. Or rather, he drove her even more fiercely and roughly, greedily licking away her tears.

Escaping was impossible from the start. Every part of her, whether hand or leg, was held captive by him, and even if that weren’t the case, his unyielding shaft was firmly thrusting into her, refusing to let go.

“Heueuk, euk, eung!”

She didn’t even know when he had ejaculated profusely. Raon, with her position suddenly changed, looked down at the man violating her, releasing moans of pain. Despite Do-kyung’s arm tightly gripping her waist, her body swayed. As Raon instinctively clung to his shoulder, a low, scratchy voice pierced her ear. Her breasts, pressed against Do-kyung’s chest, ached. At the same time, the erotic and thrilling sensation created by the friction of their sweat-soaked skin made Raon sway her hips.

Thwack, thwack! The speed of his thrusts from below ignited. Raon, her entire body now a sensitive zone, lost her mind and clung to him, crying, as he rammed into her with insane speed. There was no conversation. Do-kyung, consumed by instinct, had become like an animal that had forgotten how to speak since the start of their intense lovemaking. But the same was true for Raon.

“Ah, haang, ang, eung, ah!”

The merciless and relentless movements felt like her insides were being crushed indiscriminately. As if that wasn’t enough, his shaft, thrust to the root, savagely tore at her insides, threatening to rip her cervix apart.

“Heueuk!”

Her entire body shuddered with a tingling thrill, and every muscle clenched. Raon, reaching her peak, trembled and bit down on the flesh before her. Do-kyung’s shoulder was already marred with her teeth marks. And that was Raon’s last memory.

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Raon opened her eyes, feeling suffocated by the humid air. Her swollen eyelids, from how much she had cried, took a long time to clear her vision. She felt eye mucus clinging to every lash.

“Eu...”

Her completely hoarse voice was worse than a metallic rasp. Her barely opened eyes were unfocused and blurry, to the point where she couldn’t immediately recognize the flesh-colored blur on her retina.

“...”

After blinking a few times, Raon realized she was sleeping with her cheek buried in Do-kyung’s chest. She let out a labored sigh and closed her eyes again. Even keeping them open was an ordeal. Instead of moving her heavy lips, Raon muttered inwardly.

‘Insane rut...’

All the sex she had had with Do-kyung until now was nothing. The feeling of being too weak to even lift a finger that she had experienced then was nothing compared to now. She had never known that an alpha in rut could possess such monstrous stamina. The rut they had shared at her house before couldn’t even be called a rut. Raon recalled the alpha suppressants that had been on her desk that day and groaned. She had clearly received the same suppressants, so why had this disaster struck today? Raon buried her face in Do-kyung’s chest and blinked her languidly relaxed eyes. She wondered if it was related to Joon’s warning about something terrible happening, and then she closed her eyes completely. She felt that trying to lift her eyelids any further would be torture.

It was absurd how Do-kyung’s arm, holding her waist so tightly that she couldn’t move, felt like a safe haven. Raon wiggled with minimal movement, trying to find a comfortable position. The bed sheets smelled freshly laundered, as if dried in the sun. Do-kyung must have changed them while she was unconscious. Her body, sticky with saliva and sweat, was also clean. Needless to say, Do-kyung’s body, which was touching hers, was also immaculate. It had always been like this. Whenever she woke up after passing out from exhaustion after their intimate moments, the surroundings were always tidy. The only difference this time was... Raon examined her naked body, which wasn’t wearing a robe, with hazy eyes. It was covered in so many marks that she wondered if it was even human.

“Ha.”

As she resignedly relaxed her body, she heard a small puff of air from above her head.

“......?”

Raising her head slightly with a doubtful look, she saw a face watching her every move with amusement. Do-kyung, his eyes narrowed into a smile, parted his lips.

“Did you sleep well?”

Unlike her completely hoarse voice, Do-kyung’s voice was smooth, as if he hadn’t just woken up. Raon’s eyes immediately sharpened.

“Is ‘did you sleep well’ really the greeting you should be giving me right now?”

Raon frowned at her own voice, which sounded embarrassingly rough even to her ears. Her already scratchy throat caused a stinging pain every time she spoke. Do-kyung kissed her forehead and then sat up. His sleek, well-defined muscles made her vision blur. Among them, the blueish teeth marks on Do-kyung’s shoulders caught Raon’s eye. And when he leaned back slightly to pick up a water bottle from the bedside table, which she didn’t know when he had placed there, Raon blushed and let out a groan. Do-kyung’s back, which she had glimpsed, was a mess of crescent-shaped fingernail marks. Some areas had blood seeping through, forming scabs, and other areas had clear scratch marks, raised and reddish. Unable to bear the sight, Raon buried her face in the pillow, and a chuckle followed.

“It seems a little late to be shy now.”

“......Shut up.”

Do-kyung shrugged and held out a glass.

“Drink.”

When Raon peeked up, a porcelain glass touched her eye, as if he had been waiting for her to do so. Her feverish eyelids felt cool for a moment. But regardless of that,

“......I can’t get up.”

A muffled voice came from her face buried in the pillow. Another soft chuckle echoed in her ear. Even glaring was too much effort.

“Since you’re having trouble, I should help you.”

Thus, Raon reluctantly sat up, leaning her back against Do-kyung’s chest, and drank the water from the glass he tilted towards her. The water that passed through her throat was lukewarm.

“That.”

Setting down the empty glass, Do-kyung cautiously opened his mouth. His attitude was quite different from his previous nonchalant tone. Raon slowly opened and closed her eyes with a listless expression. The warm body temperature felt from their touching skin quickly made her drowsy. Well, she didn’t know how much time had passed, but she was exhausted enough to sleep and still feel tired after being so thoroughly used. While Raon was thinking casually, Do-kyung asked,

“Are you alright?”

“I’ll just return the words you just said. Isn’t it a little late to ask that now?”

“Hmm.”

Do-kyung chuckled, his throat vibrating.

“Is your stomach, alright?”

At the question that fell from above her head, Raon blinked in confusion and then sighed. Taking a small breath, she felt the pheromones that blended into the air so seamlessly. Do-kyung’s and hers were mixed up in a mess. She had been so exposed to his pheromones throughout their intimacy that she had become too accustomed to them and had forgotten.

“If I say I feel like I’m going to throw up...”

“Huh?”

A flinch, the chest against her back heaving greatly, and the raw feeling of his heart pounding fiercely made Raon wear a strange expression. Raon shrugged slightly.

“Don’t you think it’s too late to worry about that too? If you were going to worry, you shouldn’t have made me like this in the first place.”

A moment of silence passed. Then, a hmm, a meaningful breath, slickly licked her earlobe. A reflexive moan escaped Raon’s lips.

“Eut!”

“You said you were alright.”

“Mmm, euung!”

Raon hunched her shoulders as his tongue slowly crept into her ear canal. Under the blanket, the hand that had been around her waist gently cupped her swollen, highly sensitive breast. Raon panted.

“Ha, don’t. I’m tired.”

“Okay.”

“Ah!”

Despite his compliant answer, Do-kyung gently rubbed her nipple between his index finger and thumb.

“Han Do-kyung...”

“Yes, Raon.”

A voice as sweet as to send shivers down her spine tickled her eardrums. Raon trembled. The man’s solid, large frame and the thickly spreading pheromones overwhelmed her. The semen, which she thought had been completely cleaned out, seeped out of her contracting muscles and flowed down between her buttocks. Raon’s eyes, still filled with the afterglow of pleasure, wavered greatly. Gripping her narrow chin and kissing her, Do-kyung whispered.

“You can’t run away, okay?”

His pupils, thick with possessiveness and obsession, curved deeply into a soft arc. Raon panted at the sight of his eyes, which even held a hint of sharp madness. A chilling shiver ran down her spine, and she squeezed her eyes shut. That was her answer. Soon, their breaths became a tangled mess.