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Elysia let out a scream-like moan as she felt the deeply embedded shaft abruptly pull out, as if a deeply rooted tree was being uprooted.

“Hrk, hhuh…!”

Something hot spilled over her tailbone as she lay limp on the bed. At the same time, he let out a growl that could only be described as a beast’s roar.

Hadeon, panting heavily like a lion after a hunt, slowly bent over to catch his breath. Gradually, he collapsed onto the bed, looking almost the same as before, except for his disheveled hair and bare chest.

“Damn it…”

He spent quite some time pulling his mind out of the frenzy and amplified euphoria he had never felt before.

This… he had never even imagined something like this. Saying he thought he was going insane didn’t even come close. If he were to admit it seriously, he would acknowledge that his sanity had indeed slipped.

“My God. This…”

The inter©ourse with this woman was an indescribable experience.

Suddenly, Hadeon wanted to reach out and feel the woman who lay broken beside him. Did she feel the same as he did? But she remained in a similar position, her head buried in the sheets, breathing in and out like a small bird. He soon realized that she was still lying there with his seed staining her bare hips. If not for the slight rise and fall of her breath, he might have thought she was dead.

With far more caution than during their earlier encounter, Hadeon gently covered Elysia with a sheet and bent over her. A newfound gentleness, born from satisfaction, unlike his usual self, washed over him. He wanted to see her face properly now. The woman who had given him this unprecedented satisfaction stirred a faint affection within him. As he felt her soft, frail body through the sheet, a slight smile curved his lips. It was a moment that made his heart beat faster.

“…Elysia?”

And right after, Hadeon realized.

Like a woman being raped by the man, Elysia was sobbing silently.

***

“Elysia.”

Startled by the man’s urgent voice calling her in disbelief, Elysia quickly gathered her emotions and shrank into the sheets. She didn’t want to face him right now. She moved further away, letting her incessant tears soak the sheets.

But she was nothing compared to him. With just one forceful pull, the sheet Elysia was desperately clutching was torn away. In an instant, she was rolled over, pinned beneath his chest.

“Hup…! D-Don’t look at me…!”

Elysia raised her arms to hide her face, now flushed to a ridiculous degree.

“What’s wrong with you? Didn’t you agree to this willingly?”

Hadeon spewed forceful words, hesitating to grab her arm. Elysia was equally startled, fearing he might touch her bare arm and ignite their passion again.

“Damn it. Stay still.”

Hadeon wrapped the sheet around his hand and used it to hold Elysia. Without direct skin contact, it was much easier to maintain his composure.

“Now, tell me. Was it that painful? Why did you cry?”

Hadeon started to interrogate her, holding her firmly with the sheet. He felt like a scoundrel, accusing her as if questioning why her expression didn’t match his pleasure.