Chapter 3 Part 10: The Last Sound of Sand

“I’ve been waiting for this.”

In a manner that didn’t fit the situation, a light kiss landed on my forehead, as if to a child.

The man seemed desperate, and it was he who was clinging—both physically and emotionally.

I felt doubt.

‘Was it not unrequited love?’

The man’s behavior was far too strange to think Rudan had loved him one-sidedly.

“You’re thinking about other things while you’re with me?”

Just look at him now.

“Ah!”

The man, who had asked coldly in a tone close to a mutter, suddenly began thrusting.

The rough movements, forcing their way through the tight passage, made my backside burn as if it would tear at any moment.

“Ngh, huk, nn…….”

“Focus.”

“It hurts, too much…….”

“It’s okay.”

It was easy for him to say—he wasn’t the one being penetrated.

If only I could choose one sensation to feel at a time.

The discomfort of my back pressed against the hard wood, the foreign sensation of another’s flesh stuffed inside me, or the pleasure that arose from the stimulation of my senses.

The jumble of sensations was overwhelming my brain.

“Hnngh, haah…….”

I wanted to escape.

“Ah!”

In this situation where I was held fast with no way out, helplessly rocking.

“Don’t squirm.

You’ll get hurt.”

Abaddon muttered in a slightly hoarse voice, pressing down on my belly with one hand.

“Hii!”

A strangled cry escaped before I could hold it in.

My inner walls, which I’d thought were somewhat accustomed, and even my organs under his hand, all clenched at once.

“Aaah…….”

An instinctive fear that my body would break like this pounded at my heart.

When I struggled to flip over on the desk and escape upward, Abaddon easily subdued me and pinned me back down.

“This is what happens when you don’t eat properly.”

He said, groping my flat belly.

“With nothing but skin and bone, even things you used to do well become difficult.”

It wasn’t like I wanted to be thin—I’d become this way because I couldn’t eat.

I’d never properly explained it, but a sense of injustice washed over me.

“Having a hard time?”

If I’d held onto my senses a little longer, I would have denied it out of spite.

But I was exhausted enough to want to pass out right then.

“……I understand.”

The man slowly withdrew his erection, which hadn’t been properly spent even once.

Squelch.

The sensation of the thick glans scraping against my inner walls as it pulled out made me curl up again.

‘Is he going to end it like this?’

The hopeful thought was brief.

‘He said it would take at least three days, didn’t he.’

The words of the one I’d considered the most trustworthy since possessing Rudan lingered in my mind.

At any rate, my strength had been drained to the point where I couldn’t even move a finger, and I lay limply on the desk, gasping for breath.

I couldn’t even wipe myself or pick up my clothes—my dangling legs were beyond my control, and I just stared at the ceiling.

“Maybe it was the position…….”

Just then, the man muttered quietly and slipped his hands behind my waist, lifting me up.

He supported the back of my knees and carried me down to the floor.

I thought I’d finally get to rest.

“You always struggled with that position.

Here, your back will be supported too.

I was in a hurry and didn’t think.”

Before I could process his words, he spun me around and grabbed my waist with both hands.

Now I was bent over the desk, standing, and I instinctively knew that something completely different from what I’d expected was about to happen.

“If it’s hard to endure, just relax your body.

I can support you.”

“No, wait—”

Push.

His erect member thrust all the way in from behind in one go.

“Hnngh!”

Maybe it was the changed position, but he reached places he hadn’t touched before.

My inner walls trembled involuntarily.

“You really do prefer it from behind.

I’d rather see your face, but…….”

Smack.

Pressing a kiss to my back, Abaddon let out a low chuckle.

“If Rudan likes it, I have no choice but to follow.”

“Huk, hii!”

My limbs, which I’d barely held up by instinct to avoid getting hurt, finally gave in to the violent movements.

Abaddon, as if keeping his word, held up my limp body and continued thrusting.

How could he hold me up in this position?

A hazy question formed in my dazed mind.

“Ah, haa!”

Abaddon was holding me half-suspended.

My feet repeatedly touched and left the ground, teetering on the edge.

No matter how thin I was, an adult man’s body couldn’t be that light to carry, but Abaddon showed no signs of fatigue, as if he felt no weight at all.

My constantly shaking vision grew blurry, and I could no longer distinguish objects clearly.

“This is, strange, this is…….”

The words that must have come from my mouth sounded strangely distant.

I wasn’t the kind of person who would say such weak things.

“Oh?

That’s good to hear…….”

The man whispered incomprehensible words into my ear.

“I’m about to go crazy because of you too.”

Grip.

Abaddon tightened his arms and lifted me completely.

The last shred of stability from my toes disappeared, and with my body fully suspended, his thick shaft was lodged deep inside.

“Aaah!”

“Hoo…….”

He had forced his way into places he shouldn’t enter, and I shuddered as he climaxed.

“Hiiih…….”

It couldn’t be, but my belly suddenly felt heavy, as if filled with what he’d spilled.

“At, at this rate, I’ll, I’ll die.”

At my dazed muttering, he kindly answered.

“Don’t worry, Rudan.

Wizards don’t die that easily.”

***

When did I lose consciousness?

The act that began in the twilight of evening continued until the sun had fully set and risen again to its peak.

The last memory I had was in the sunlit office, half-crying, begging him to please stop.

My eyes, which had been streaming with tears that wouldn’t dry, were swollen and still stung.

‘This isn’t the office.’

Through the window in the corridor I’d seen a few times before, the scene outside was pitch black.

A full day had passed, and night had come again.

“Hm, hm.”

As I cleared my throat to come to my senses, a voice came from above.

“Awake?”

Why was he so close…….

Why was my vision shaking?

How was I moving forward right now?

“Hngh…….”

The moment I realized—the thing that had relentlessly tormented me until I lost consciousness was still inside me.

As if coaxing a child waking from sleep and fussing, the man pressed a light kiss to my cheek with a smack.

“What is this…….”

Abaddon was walking leisurely, holding up my hips and keeping himself buried inside me.

With each step, his member slightly slipped out and then plunged back deep.

The weight of my body made the penetration deeper.

“I thought your body would break if we kept going in the office, so I’m moving you somewhere else even now.”

That’s not what I’m asking.

“Put, me down.”

“That would be difficult.

I don’t want to be apart from you for a single moment.”

Saying that, the man continued toward his destination with an unruffled gait.

Judging by the direction, he was taking me to the bedroom I’d fled from on the first day.

And the man’s bedroom was several floors higher than the office.

After walking the long corridor, we reached the stairs.

The man pretended to adjust his hold, bouncing me a few times, then started climbing.

“Hii!”

One step.

“Hnnh…….”

One step.

The stimulation, incomparable to walking on flat ground, kept stirring my insides.

As I twisted and writhed helplessly, the man spoke as if chiding me.

“Rudan, if you make noise like that, the servants will wake up.

If you don’t mind them seeing you like this, I won’t stop you…… but you’re quite shy, aren’t you.”

Instinctively, I buried my face in his shoulder.

I couldn’t stand anyone seeing me like this.

The moans I bit back traveled down my throat and came out as groaning sounds.

Abaddon patted my back as if to say I’d done well.

With each jostle, droplets of some unknown liquid dripped to the floor.

Whether it was sweat, tears, or the semen he’d been tirelessly spilling dripping from our union—I couldn’t bear to look down to confirm, so I squeezed my eyes shut.

“Ngh.”

The man pressed me against the wall beside the bedroom door, climaxed once more, and only then carried me inside and set me down.

My body, covered in all manner of fluids, sprawled limply onto the clean bed.

“Hah, hah…….”

My hypersensitive body and ragged breath lingered like aftershocks.

I barely managed to catch my breath, staring at the wall.

From the gap that wouldn’t close properly, lukewarm liquid trickled out.

“Nn…….”

At the strange sensation, I squeezed my eyes shut.

Abaddon, sitting beside me, used his fingers to push the leaked semen back in.

“What are you doing?”

I asked in a choked voice, and Abaddon answered calmly.

“Because you need to bear my child.”

“Excuse me?”

“Have you rested enough now?”

Without waiting for an answer, he grabbed my waist.

I suppressed the urge to strangle him and surrendered my body.

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