DUFE - SIDE STORY 1

Kahn’s face, seated at the head of the table, was bored.

His face, as devoid of color as if stained by the dark surroundings, deeply drew on his long pipe and then released it. Cloudy smoke lazily rose between his straight lips.

He arrogantly surveyed the vast banquet hall with his legs crossed. The scene inside, where red chandeliers glittered like the red-light district at the bottom, was the very epitome of a flamboyant and gruesome orgy.

The demons vaguely resembled humans, but there was a distinct, unsettling aspect that set them apart. For example, horns protruding from their foreheads or eyes entirely crimson. These demons, revealing their non-human nature through their bizarre forms, were loudly indulging in lust and drink amongst themselves, enjoying a nocturnal feast.

Two doing it was laughable; three or four clung together, shamelessly caressing genitals and swaying their hips, displaying the very depths of vulgarity.

The only things that fleetingly crossed their minds were ecstasy and extreme pleasure. In terms of color, they were excessively red and gaudy. They had human-like exteriors, but not a single shred of reason, which they should rightfully possess, could be found among them.

Such were beings of pure evil. They pursued endless depravity, reveling in the pleasure that intertwined within it as if it were a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Beyond that, they were beings without the slightest desire to contemplate the essence of life.

“…….”

Among them, only Kahn was slightly different. With a face utterly devoid of interest, he held his long pipe and was lost in deep thought.

Listening to the sporadic, lewd moans, he thought of the beautiful bird he had caged in his bedroom. A small, fragile bird he kept by his side by personally clipping its wings and breaking its ankles.

“Do you have some worries?”

Biron’s voice seeped through the hazy smoke of the long pipe. Kahn indifferently watched a demon deliciously sucking on another demon’s genitals and murmured.

“I can’t understand what she’s thinking at all.”

“……Are you referring to the priestess?”

Priestess.

Kahn rolled the title he uttered over his tongue once. He liked it very much. Because it was a title that implied Renie had completely become his.

Once the ritual was performed after she gave birth to his heir, the title would change to queen, pleasing him even more.

“I want to see her smile.”

It was for that reason that he had been so often lost in thought lately. Memories from when he was in the human realm would suddenly surface at unexpected moments and overwhelm him.

At that time, Kahn had enjoyed every single day beyond description.

Unlike this tedious and insignificant throne, the process of obtaining Renie was filled with a rapture that brought him all sorts of emotions.

How beautiful Renie looked as she gradually crumbled within his grasp. Even in that worn and weary state, the way she tried to run away from him was so arousing it made his groin stir just thinking about it again.

Recalling that memory inevitably brought one scene to mind.

It was the moment Renie smiled at the holy knight. On the path where he had gone hunting, the face she made as she looked at that damned bastard suddenly came to mind, and it had been haunting him occasionally for the past few days.

Of course, Renie was much more beautiful when she cried.

The way she sobbed, unable to even breathe in despair, or the way she whimpered, writhing in irresistible sexual stimulation with his cock filling her hole, brought him new and thrilling pleasure every time.

‘Still, just once.’

He wanted to see the corners of her lips, curved like a melody of sorrow, turn upwards.

The Renie who had smiled at the holy knight had been swaying like a gentle spring breeze. Kahn usually detested such soft spring breezes, but he felt that if the object was Renie, he wouldn’t mind being touched by it once.

No, actually.

It was more accurate to say that he wanted to possess her in every moment of her existence. Renie Valois’s life had to be solely his.

“…….”

As he pondered the smile on her pale face, Kahn felt a heavy pull in his lower abdomen. Even though he was wearing loose-fitting clothes, the size of his cock was considerable, so its outline was clearly prominent.

However, there was no way he would feel ashamed of it and hastily cover it up. Countless naked demons were mingling in front of him. As such, demons never tried to hide their reactions related to sex.

For them, sex was just as natural as eating. Just as humans don’t hide when they eat, they also didn’t hesitate to reveal their natural desires.

“What should I do to make her smile?”

“If you simply wish to see it, why not use mental magic?”

Kahn glared at Biron. He took the long pipe out of his mouth and clicked his tongue with a displeased look. It was the attitude of someone who knew nothing.

“What I want to see is real.”

It was the attitude of someone who well knew that the reaction induced by magic was fake.

“I want to see her smile at me on her own.”

Since she had tears, she should also have smiles. Since he had captured her negativity, he wanted even her positivity to belong entirely to him. He simply wished that everything about that woman, from her body to her mind, would be bound to him.

It would be even better if they could become one.

The fact that there was no way to do that, or rather, that he couldn’t think of one right now, was the regrettable part lately. The more he repeated it in his mind, the more he wanted to see it. Kahn rose to his feet with the long pipe in his mouth. The demons were so engrossed in their own feasting that they didn’t even notice the king leaving his seat.

A hazy, ash-colored moon floated high outside the window.

Once a month, the day when the dim moon uniquely revealed itself through the misty clouds was like a festival in this Demon Realm. The banquet held only on that day was truly a place that pursued pure pleasure and decadence, so Kahn didn’t mind the rudeness of his subordinates.

He merely thought that he, too, wanted to return to his bedroom as soon as possible, embrace his bird, and roll around lasciviously.

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A young page with horns on his forehead quietly withdrew.

The scent of the long pipe he smoked spread messily throughout the vast bedroom. The still faintly lingering scent of night-blooming jasmine mixed haphazardly with it, pricking his sense of smell like thorns. Kahn deeply inhaled and exhaled from his long pipe and approached the bed with measured steps. With each step he took, the curtains drawn to conceal the bed parted on their own.

Through the gap, a white, thin back, partially hidden by the blanket, gradually revealed itself.

The long pipe he had been idly holding in his mouth suddenly became useless. He carelessly tossed it over his shoulder. And then, with a smirk as if he had finally found what he could enjoy, he climbed onto the bed.

The slender woman lay with her back exposed to him. Kahn removed his silk outer robe and kissed the woman’s prominent shoulder blades. He ran his lips over her thin skin to the spot where he could clearly feel her pulse.

The pleasant rhythm of her living breath. Kahn embraced Renie from behind, his smile blossoming.

“Are you asleep?”

He mumbled nonchalantly, even though he already knew she was awake. He put her soft earlobe in his mouth and chewed on it, then pushed his tongue into her ear canal and swirled it around. Then, the body that had been still as if asleep or dead twitched slightly.

He reached forward and stroked her swollen belly. Now that childbirth was imminent, her belly had become undeniably prominent. It wasn’t swollen to the point of bursting like other pregnant women, but because she was so small and had such a slender frame, it looked very heavy for her to bear.

Kahn gently caressed her belly in a circular motion, subtly letting his magic flow into it. Even in the early stages of pregnancy, the fetus had shown an endless rejection of the approaching father’s magic, as if trying to protect itself. However, as the time of delivery drew near, it seemed to have learned how to handle magic on its own, and the life showed a willing response to the father’s power.

A gentle fetal movement occurred within her belly.

“It will be soon.”

Demons were generally skilled at handling magic, but the timing varied greatly.

Kahn had learned the power of magic and how to wield it since the moment he was born into this world. However, his heir within Renie had awakened to that method from within the mother’s amniotic fluid. That was truly an impeccable quality for a being who would sit on the next throne.

It was around then that Kahn’s hand, which had been caressing near her navel, slowly began to slip downwards.

Long fingers, like predators, burrowed through the sparse pubic hair that was the same pale color as her hair. He parted the thickly swollen and closed labia, revealing the protruding clit. As he gently stimulated it with his fingertips, tension entered various parts of Renie’s body.

“Hiss…….”

She hid her face in the pillow and breathed shallowly. Kahn, annoyed by her stubborn avoidance of him, used the arm he had placed under her head to make her turn to face him.

The moment his eyes met her emerald green eyes, which looked dark due to resignation, his lower body throbbed uncontrollably. An unmistakable sign of arousal. Renie’s dark and listless face was a stimulant that excited him more than anything else.

When he came to his senses, his lips were already pressed tightly against hers, sucking all the air from her lungs.

“Ugh…… mph.”

His thick tongue presumptuously invaded her mouth, stirring the inside. A sticky sound of mingled saliva seeped through the smacking noises. The blanket she had barely covered herself with fell to the floor. He roughly rubbed his thick, swollen erection against her pale buttocks.

“Done pretending to be asleep?”

“Haa, hah…….”

“Then you’ll have to play with me now.”

Kahn, who had grinned lewdly, suddenly stood up and climbed on top of her. He forcefully spread her tightly pressed legs wide apart and positioned his heavy frame between them. Renie, lying on her back facing the ceiling, was fully exposed to his gaze.

Kahn stared intently at some part of Renie’s body with a lecherous gaze thick with lust. It was the area around her navel, where the skin of her belly was swollen roundly enough for the veins to protrude. Presumably where her womb, where his offspring was growing, was located.

A black tattoo in an elegant script was inscribed on that area.

“I wonder why I think of it so much whenever I leave the bedroom.”

It was Kahn’s name.

His greasy finger tickled her peach-colored nipple. Soon, it slid down as if drawing a melody and reached the black tattoo. He languidly traced his name.

“Haa-uhng……!”

Renie’s back arched sharply. It was a surprisingly fast reaction, unlike her usual limpness, as if she had been burned. This was because the tattoo inscribed on her abdomen was a magic of heightened sensitivity that rapidly brought her to a state of arousal.

He smiled and gently rotated his fingertips around both of her nipples. The quickly erect nipples jutted out and played wantonly between his fingers.

As her due date approached and she prepared to nurse, her soft breasts had recently swollen, drawing their lines more distinctly. And what about her nipples? Not only were they darker than usual, but they were also plump and erect, as if they would leak milk at the slightest touch.

“They look like they’ve swollen up, begging to be touched. Even though I sucked on them all night, it wasn’t enough, was it?”

The nipples, standing firm as they appeared, made him swallow his dry saliva whenever he gently rubbed them. It was because the imagined breast milk, not yet flowing, parched his mouth with just the thought of it.

Renie turned her head to the side, panting. Even though she didn’t want to be aroused, she helplessly became so because he kept touching the tattoo. This was not something she could resolve with her will or energy.

“Hiss, eugh-eungh.”

“If you had come to the banquet, you would have sucked on them until you were sick of it in front of the other guys. No, there would have been a whole crowd of guys going crazy just looking at your nipples there.”

“Hee-uh-ah, ah, th-that’s enough…….”

When she pretended to be asleep, she was as still as a corpse, but she regained her vitality as soon as he touched her a little. Though, it was a very lewd kind of vitality.

Having been fondling the tattoo since a while ago, Renie trembled violently and soon hiccupped as if she was about to lose her breath. Kahn, seeing her turbidly unfocused pupils looking like they would roll back any moment, stopped and took his hand away.

He gazed languidly at her swollen belly, then slowly moved downwards. The hole, clearly visible beneath the pleasant tangle of pubic hair that felt good when his fingers ran through it, was wet and throbbing.

“So impatient to be fed.”

Kahn’s Adam’s apple bobbed roughly. The lewdly beautiful sight always turned him into a parched beast.

He licked his lips and pushed his finger into her red, throbbing vulva. Even just inserting one and stirring it made a squelching sound that was wanton and greedy. The faster reaction than usual must have been because the magic of heightened sensitivity had brought her body to an extreme state of arousal.

“Ah, hngh…….”

He immediately inserted another finger and scraped the inside quickly and deeply enough for it to swell, causing Renie to lift her hips and convulse violently. The sticky vaginal walls welcomed the tormenting fingers, squeezing and sucking them greedily.

Kahn repeatedly thrust and withdrew his fingers with short, piston-like strokes, like a cock during intercourse.

“Hngh, ah, eugh…….”

With a squelching sound, the pooled vaginal fluid inside splashed up, thoroughly wetting even his palm.

Undaunted by the roughly flowing vaginal fluid, Kahn devoted himself to the caresses with fervent intensity. He inserted both gathered fingers all the way to the base, then spread them wide inside as if scissoring, and persistently rubbed the vaginal folds until they flattened.

“Ha, uh, th, ungh, stop, ah……! Ah!”

“I’m thirsty, Renie.”

Renie’s eyes, which had become hazy from the overwhelming stimulation, instantly filled with confusion and bewilderment. Based on the countless sexual encounters they had had, she accurately understood the intention behind his words.

She twisted her body in instinctive revulsion. But Kahn gripped her thighs firmly and increased the speed of his thrusts.

“Eugh, haht! Haa-euph!”

The reason in Renie’s eyes, which had briefly returned, was again breaking and melting away bit by bit. Soon, Kahn, completely aroused and trembling with ecstasy, roughly pulled his fingers out of her throbbing vagina.

Finding her urethra strangely swollen, he brought his mouth to her vulva without hesitation. The love juice, flowing out in trickles as she reached the peak of arousal, was all sucked into his mouth.

Kahn buried his head deeply in her crotch and greedily swallowed it down. His Adam’s apple, drawing a savage line, bobbed with satisfaction several times.

“Ah-heut, eu-eungh……!”

Even though the fluid that had burst out like a fountain and flowed down had stopped, he didn’t give up his greed and pushed his tongue inside.

As the inner walls, still flushed from the previous night’s intercourse, were lewdly stimulated, Renie sobbed, soaked in pleasure. His insidious tongue scraped up all the arousal fluid pooled inside and made her swallow it down her throat.

He wantonly licked her plump, swollen vulva, and as if still not satisfied, he spread his tongue wide and thoroughly licked around it.

Finally quenching his thirst enough, he nimbly raised his body like a carnivorous beast, then grabbed Renie’s chin and thrust his tongue into her mouth. The tongue that had been probing her lower hole until just now was now toying with the inside of her mouth. The corners of Kahn’s eyes curved as he watched Renie’s eyelids flutter and heard her groan.

“How is it? Delicious, right?”

With a smack, as he parted his lips, the crude mockery he uttered made Renie turn her head away without a word. Her attitude was chillingly cold, as if she had never been conquered by his touch and gasped for breath. Despite her contemptuous, cold avoidance, Kahn stubbornly kissed and sucked on her cheek before straightening his upper body.

His eyes fixed on her, he untied his trousers, which had been standing too stiffly and painfully since earlier. With the sound of fabric rubbing, his valiant cock, as if raising its head from a thick, dense bush, was revealed. He spread the thick fluid that had gushed from its tip evenly over the shaft and asked.

“You skipped your meal again today, didn’t you?”

“…….”

“Why? Planning to kill yourself again?”

“…….”

“But what to do? You won’t die easily that way, you know?”

He spoke sarcastically, spreading her thighs and slowly rubbing the glans on her white skin. His tone was languid, but the meaning was as sharp as a blade.

Renie, clutching the pillow tightly, squeezed her eyelids shut as if she couldn’t hear anything. Kahn looked at her pale face, like someone who had arrived at the gates of hell, and wore a sharply carved smile.

Since being dragged to the Demon Realm, Renie had tried every possible way to reach death. She had bitten her tongue hard, making her mouth a bloody mess, and had frantically scratched her neck with her fingernails like a struggling beast, tearing her skin to shreds. Also, she had broken the dinner plate served every day and unhesitatingly slashed her wrist.

But Kahn was not one to overlook such things. The shackle he had placed on her ankle was a magical tool with a conditional magic that activated to prevent such accidents. If even a small wound appeared on her body, it would heal on its own without anyone’s intervention.

Once, she had even tried to strangle herself using the chain of that shackle. Thinking about it now, it was so absurd. It was Kahn’s mistake to have lengthened the chain quite a bit, thinking he was showing a sliver of generosity. Since that day, the length of the chain had been shortened so that she couldn’t move even a step away from the bed.

“Don’t bother trying useless things. You can never escape me.”

Kahn kissed her averted cheek repeatedly and picked up one of Renie’s legs. The shackle on her ankle and the black chain connected to it made a chilling clanging sound.

“We have our baby too. You need to eat well.”

Kahn’s fingers, which had been tracing the ankle encircled by the shackle, then moved upwards towards her intimate inside. He gently rubbed between her labia, glistening with love juice, and then spread them wide with his fingers.

“Since you keep skipping meals, I’ll feed you myself.”

He loved the sight of her vulva throbbing resentfully, oblivious to its master’s feelings. He even had the absurd thought that it wouldn’t be bad to just keep his lips buried there all the time.

“Wouldn’t your stomach feel less empty if I filled you with semen?”

It was a crude way of implying sex and intravaginal ejaculation. As he slowly inserted the glans, the size of a baby’s fist, Renie trembled and let out an unsteady breath.

Feeling the tight pressure, Kahn spat the saliva he had gathered in his mouth onto the area where their bodies joined. Then, he moved the half-inserted glans back and forth in small motions, spreading the saliva evenly over the junction.

“Even though I’ve fucked you like a dog, you’re still so tight.”

“Haa-euph……!”

“I always think this, but with a body like yours, you should have been a whore, not a pope.”

He transferred the sticky saliva clinging between their genitals to his finger and then pressed down firmly on her erect clit as he spoke.

“Did your little hole throb like this even when you were a pope? While praying? While reading the Bible?”

He deliberately threw humiliating words at her, and her tear-filled eyes reddened and trembled. She seemed to be trying to look away, but he could easily see how aroused she was. That point was endlessly lovely to Kahn.

“Maybe it would have been better to suck on a cock with your pussy than to pray for others during that time.”

Kahn’s face was serene as he watched her finally furrow her brow.

“Then, huu…… I would have been more ecstatic lost in your flesh than when I greeted God. Don’t you think so?”

Even while mocking her, the cock that had been slowly entering finally plunged in all the way to the root! Thanks to having loosened her up enough to become limp, it went in deeply when he thrust with just his waist strength after half-insertion.

“A-eung!”

“Eugh, damn it.”

As their deep insides clung to each other thickly, groans burst from both of their mouths simultaneously.

Kahn felt the inner walls clinging tightly to his thick cock and let out a heavy sigh of pleasure. This inside, never narrow no matter how many times he fucked her, reliably clamped down on his even while slippery.

“Still, haa, would you have been satisfied with some other bastard’s cock?”

Kahn, who had hooked one of Renie’s legs over his shoulder, leaned his upper body so as not to put too much strain on her swollen belly and began to thrust rhythmically. Her white naked body swayed helplessly, and her full, aroused breasts bounced. It was a perfect eye-feast for him, and he unconsciously licked his lips.

“Aah, heu, eugh!”

“Since you’ve only ever tasted mine in this hole, you wouldn’t feel anything even if you put something thin in.”

It was a boast that exuded the pride of his cock being overwhelmingly larger than those of other men.

“Hiss! Ah, ah-ahng!”

“You, huu, I’m the only one who can make you scream like this. Huh?”

Kahn gazed ecstatically at her breasts, which shook so violently in front of his eyes that her nipples looked like they would fall off. He swiftly thrust the cock, which had been half-pulled out of her wet hole, back in and grabbed her dangling breasts. With his other hand caressing the tattooed area, he looked down at their joined bodies.

Every time his blood-vessel-bursting erection slipped out of the hole, the red inner walls clung to it, dripping love juice like saliva. When he thrust back in, it twitched and sucked from the inside as if begging for more. The inside felt so good that it wouldn’t have been strange if his head spun and he fainted.

“Eueung, ahng, ah, ah!”

Her cries, which continued until dawn, violently shook the bedroom as black as night. Her thighs, already slick with moisture, met the hard bone of the man’s thigh, making a wet, ripe sound.

“Hiss, aah-eu-eungh……!”

In that instant, Renie stiffened her whole body and tightly contracted inside. An dizzying and ecstatic pleasure, as if every fold of her vagina was wrapping around his cock. Kahn, barely suppressing the approaching ejaculation, slowly changed his waist movements and looked down at Renie.

Her thighs, tensed as if she had reached a light yet explosive climax, were trembling with aftershocks.

“Ah, suh, suffocating…….”

Finding her pupils about to roll back again, Kahn hurriedly took his hand off her belly. He had been thrusting while heightening her sensitivity and simultaneously driving her to a state of ecstasy, and she had been swept away by a pleasure so unbearable it was suffocating.

“No matter how good it feels, you still have to breathe.”

Kahn stroked her buttocks and pressed his lips to the bridge of her nose. Her hiccuping breaths gradually returned to normal. Even her panting breaths were so lewd he wanted to devour them all.

He patiently waited for Renie’s chest, which was heaving unstably, to subside. Even her belly, swollen with their child, rose and fell with her convulsing lungs. Even in this state, the vaginal walls, having swallowed his cock to the base, clung to him warmly and persistently, as if begging to be scratched more.

“Haa, you know, fucking you while you’re pregnant makes you even more alluring?”

Kahn whispered, resuming his lewd caresses.

It was a thought and a sincerity that had been on his mind every day lately. Everything about the woman, swaying as he shook her while carrying his offspring in her belly, made him helplessly aroused.

Renie, whose heart, shrunken from lack of breath, regained its form and whose reason also somewhat returned at the same time, looked up at him with tearful eyes.

Just the fact that Renie’s gaze was directed at him made the cock inside her swell. Twitch, twitch. His dark, swollen testicles showed a raw reaction, as if wanting to shoot out the semen they were full of right away.

“You’re driving me crazy because of you…….”

His thirst grew more severe day by day, without any sign of subsiding. Even though he had thoroughly broken her body and mind and finally held her in his grasp, his greed did not diminish.

Kahn met Renie’s gaze with eyes that mixed rapture and a violent disposition. Overwhelmed by his gaze, she trembled violently and finally squeezed her eyes shut. Kahn, who had been staring blankly at her face unable to hide her disgust for him, suddenly spoke.

“I love you, Renie.”

Her tightly closed eyelids, as if startled, fluttered open. Her emerald eyes, filled with bewilderment and despair, trembling piteously, were beautiful.

“You say it too.”

“…….”

“Tell me you love me.”

He whispered, gently stroking her disheveled hair with a touch dripping with affection. His large palm softly caressed Renie’s cheek, as if filled with deep love.

The thrusting that pierced and entered her narrow inside, widening the entrance, did not stop. Yet, Renie remained as stiff as a wooden figure, only gazing at him distantly.

Ah, right.

Kahn realized it only at that moment. It wasn’t that he wanted to see her smile, but rather that he wanted to see her react like him. To blindly obey, her body heating up just by making eye contact. He wished that this heart, which beat abnormally wildly just by thinking of her, was not a reaction unique to him.

“It’s nothing much, Renie. Just, haa, just say it out loud.”

He urged her with a seductive and sweet voice, as if proving he was a demon. Tears gradually welled up in Renie’s glass-like eyes. Even with a simple urging, she sobbed like someone facing only a dark abyss.

“Someone like you.”

Even while being held by him and shaken with her lower body forced to comply, her gaze of defiance was unwavering. Perhaps because of that, Kahn had unknowingly stopped his thrusting and was looking down at her. All the senses and nerves in his body were bound by her reaction.

“There’s no way I could love you…….”

It was a half-mumbled pronunciation swallowed by sobs, but it was not difficult to understand.

The heated atmosphere that had enveloped the two of them instantly cooled down. It was because Kahn’s demeanor had turned brutally cold, as if he might explode at any moment.

Renie, having instantly shattered his pleasure and expectations, turned her head indifferently. No trace of emotion flickered over her eyes, which were filled with resignation and despair. They were withered like something faded.

“……Hah.”

Before long, Kahn let out a dry laugh. He covered his eyes with his hands and repeatedly chuckled hollowly. In the room where the scent of cigarette ash and night-blooming jasmine mixed to the point of dizziness, his cackling laughter spread ominously.

Then, Kahn abruptly thrust his hips upwards with a thud.

“Hngh!”

“Alright then. Let’s see someone die today.”

“Ah, ah-heut! Ah!”

The intercourse that had been leisurely continuing as if enjoying the tension just a moment ago suddenly turned fierce and savage, as if about to devour her. Thud, thud, thud! Kahn deliberately pressed his body tightly against hers, rubbing the tattoo drawn on her belly, and thrust his cock in at a mad speed.

Renie’s pupils, which had briefly focused, soon became turbidly unfocused, and she trembled all over. Overwhelmed by a pleasure that made the back of her ears tingle, she shuddered without even swallowing her saliva. Even pleasure, when excessive, becomes pain. As if proving it, Renie was floundering in agony.

“Huk, ah, ah, ah-ahng!”

“Keuh, haa.”

“St, stop, pl, aah!”

Kahn evaded Renie’s hands trying to grab him and skillfully and swiftly thrust inside. As if welcoming the sticky piston action, the flesh of her buttocks contracted deeply, greedily swallowing his.

Due to the violently intense speed that even her body couldn’t handle, the squelching junction was a foamy mess of mingled and intertwined fluids. Every time they stuck together and then separated, the wet sound spread even more loudly.

He, who had been about to change positions, noticed her swollen belly and paused.

Every time his actions with her were interrupted, the impulse to kill even the life conceived from his seed within her would frequently rise within him. Whoever it was, he had no intention of forgiving those who interfered between him and her.

Especially today, his mood was completely twisted due to Renie’s sullen reply, making him even more irritated.

“Biron told me, when you reach the final month.”

“Eugh, ungh……! Ah-aht, hngh, aht!”

“They say hitting the womb with a cock makes the baby come out faster.”

“Hiss, ah, ah-aht! Ah-eung, heuu……!”

“You want to give birth quickly, don’t you? Me too.”

So don’t think too much for a while.

With his hot breath and the merciless voice that thrust into her, Renie swallowed her tears and panted. Her lower body was burning hot from the fierce friction, her eyes stung from constant crying, and her breasts were tightly constricted from unwanted stimulation.

Even though she had long since abandoned hope, her heart throbbed repeatedly.

It was sex where no part of her didn’t hurt.

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It was an intercourse that had lasted for an unknown amount of time.

In the world she originally lived in, she could still roughly guess the passage of time by the rising and setting of the sun. But here, it was a world of darkness where even that bright sun did not rise. So, even if she fainted and opened her eyes, she had no idea how much time had passed.

“Ah, aah……!”

Kahn’s head stood tall between her legs, which were raised at the knees. He had spread her buttocks wide apart and was relentlessly sucking and tasting her lower region. Pleasure surged endlessly, sometimes like ripples, sometimes like a raging wave.

At times like this, Renie couldn’t tell if she was alive or dead. Her own moans that brushed past her ears sounded like the screams of a ghost, and the heat that warmed her body felt like the last throbbing of a dying heart.

The bedsheets were already soaked and damp with the love juice she had already poured out once. Having flowed out that much, there shouldn’t be anything left, but he repeatedly pressed his lips to her vagina like a beast digging into the ground for prey and thrust his tongue into her narrow hole.

The fact that the intercourse was continuing more persistently than usual today was partly Renie’s fault.

<If you say you love me, I’ll stop.>

Kahn said that every time one of his climaxes ended. Each time, Renie, trembling at the unwanted climax they had reached together, buried her face deeply in the pillow. Her reaction clearly showed that she would rather bite her tongue and die than say those words.

<I love you, Renie.>

<Hiss…….>

<Just say you love me. Huh? It’s not difficult.>

He would also beg in a low voice, as if sweet-talking her.

<Damn it, your pussy might tear if I keep fucking you like this.>

<Ah, ah, aht! Ahng!>

<Still not going to do it? Huh?>

He would also become violent, grabbing her hair and not hiding his true colors.

<Damn it, do as you please. You’re mine anyway.>

<Hngh, heuu-eueung, stop, pl…… hngh. Please.>

<What’s so important about love anyway? Right? Haa, it’s enough if we just stick together like this for the rest of our lives.>

In the end, he would rationalize the result that didn’t go his way in his own manner. Around the time his stubbornness concluded in such a way, the intercourse also ended.

Kahn suddenly lifted her, who was exhausted and covered in his fluids from head to toe, and sat her on his lap. After turning her limp body to lean against him, he brushed her sweat-soaked hair back. Her gaunt face was revealed through her blonde hair. Her eyes, still unable to escape the lingering pleasure, were hazy.

Kahn lifted the water glass on the bedside table, took a large gulp, then grabbed Renie’s chin and kissed her. Renie’s fingertips twitched as if wanting to refuse, but in the end, she had no choice but to succumb to his power.

“Stubborn, aren’t you.”

“…….”

“I hope our child doesn’t inherit your stubbornness.”

He quietly muttered after pushing the water she didn’t want to drink down her throat along with his tongue.

After that, Kahn continued to caress her buttocks and kiss Renie’s face and neck for a long time. Renie felt disgusted by his attitude, as if he were treating a beloved lover, and slowly tried to avoid him, but her exhausted body had its limits.

Kahn lifted her slender chin and made her meet his eyes.

Her eyes, as shattered and miserable as the remnants of broken glass, had completely lost the clear and warm light they once held. Only a terribly dark resignation and despair dwelled within them, as if she had abandoned hope and desire long ago.

<Why not use mental magic?>

He was so thirsty for her attention and reaction that he even recalled Biron’s absurd suggestion. Although he was the one who had made her into this empty shell, as a demon full of greed, his selfishness had no end.

“Have you thought about the baby’s name?”

He asked, leaving a lingering kiss on her lips, but Renie silently lowered her eyes. Kahn knew it was a clear refusal to converse, but he didn’t mind.

“Well, we can think about it gradually. It doesn’t matter if you name it as you wish.”

He muttered, pretending to be quite generous, and lowered his hand to caress Renie’s plump, swollen nipple.

“Around the time it comes out, breast milk will probably come out here too.”

Kahn again felt his mouth dry and licked his lips. Unable to let go of her easily, he rubbed her nipple between his fingers and touched his lips to hers a few more times before laying her down on the bed.

While putting her carelessly discarded clothes back in order, his gaze remained fixed on the bed. The figure of the woman lying with her back to him was as frail and delicate as a dried leaf withered by the harsh winter wind.

So fragile, yet her stubbornness was subtly strong.

Perhaps that was the last shred of pride she had left. Even if everything had been taken away by the demon, she wouldn’t give up her heart.

Ah, Renie still only knew one thing and not the other.

The more she was like that, the more Kahn’s competitive spirit burned. Fundamentally, demons felt pleasure in making others succumb at their feet and completely subordinating them to themselves. Even with unrelated strangers, that was the case, so how much more with someone they held a special emotion like love for?

<There’s no way I could love you.>

However, the problem this time was that irritation surged before his competitive spirit. Every time he recalled those words she had said while glaring at him through her tears, it felt like a stone shard was lodged in his chest.

It was unfamiliar, making him angry, and thus, impatience welled up.

Kahn climbed onto the bed and kissed her neck. Although she wasn’t asleep, she showed no sign of twitching, as if trying to pretend to be dead like a corpse again. She was like a living corpse, standing stiffly like a tomb erected in that spot.

Rubbing his face against her small head, Kahn softly whispered the words he knew she found most terrible and detestable.

“I love you.”

Renie’s breath grew thin, as if it would break at any moment. She sank and stagnated into a black abyss, as if she couldn’t even imagine being a woman who had received a confession of love.

Today too, the one-sided emotion was strangling her neck like a guillotine.