Grant me Your Grace Chapter 85

Dahlia’s eyes widened in surprise at the hand clutching her chest. 

 

When he squeezed her breast a little harder, a suppressed moan, “Hmpph, aghhh,” squeezed out from between her tightly closed lips.

 

Hissin raised his fingertips and firmly pressed the swollen nipple.

 

“Ahhh…!”

 

At the stimulation piercing through her body, Dahlia finally opened her mouth. Hissin pushed the soup into that gap.

 

“Swallow.”

 

“Ha, ughh…!”

 

Dahlia tried to spit out the food she held in by blocking her esophagus with the base of her tongue. 

 

Furrowing his brow, Hissin immediately lifted her clothes and began to tease her fully exposed body.

 

At the sudden stimulation, Dahlia twisted her waist, trying somehow to endure it. But Hissin already knew her weak spots all too well. He blatantly licked her earlobe.

 

“Hng…!”

 

The squelching sound stabbing at her eardrums left Dahlia with no choice but to tremble helplessly. 

 

The food she stubbornly held in her mouth eventually went down her throat.

 

“Hah, ah. Stop… Ahh!”

 

After just a few touches, he twisted and pinched the swollen nipple, making Dahlia’s body jolt. 

 

It was as if all her nerves were concentrated in that small piece of flesh; Dahlia was particularly unable to bear this protruding part.

 

After sucking wetly on her ear, Hissin left marks on her slender nape as well. The words telling him not to only fueled his twisted mood even more. 

 

Having turned the once-white nape red, Hissin lowered his head and bit into Dahlia’s breast.

 

He opened his jaw wide, sucking the soft flesh fully into his mouth. When he flicked the tautly erect nipple with the tip of his tongue, Dahlia let out a thin sob and twisted her body. 

 

But a body that hadn’t eaten anything for days on end couldn’t possibly withstand the weight of the man pressing down on her.

 

After tasting both breasts in turn, Hissin untied the cord wrapped around his waist and bound Dahlia’s two hands with it. 

 

He tied it to the pillar by the head of the bed, then tore Dahlia’s skirt off in one swift motion.

 

“Ah…!”

 

Dahlia’s face paled as her body was fully exposed under the bright light. 

 

Only then did Hissin’s eyes, which had been scrutinizing every inch of the skin hidden beneath her clothes, catch the red mark.

 

Right below her pelvis, on her thigh. It wasn’t a deep cut—merely a long horizontal red mark, already quite faint.

 

A foolish yet pitiful woman who lacked even the courage to seriously harm her opponent and so had slashed at a leg, a place with no vital points.

 

Hissin carefully reached out and stroked the reddened thigh of Dahlia.

 

“Hng…”

 

The touch that pushed away the pain felt numbing yet refreshing; Dahlia twisted her head to the side and let out a languid breath. 

 

Hissin gently rubbed away at the fading mark with care.

 

When only a faint trace of the spot remained like a remnant, he bent down and lowered his lips onto it. With soft kissing sounds—chup, chup—Dahlia squeezed her legs together as if it tickled.

 

Finally, when the saliva of his lips slowly enveloped the thigh flesh, the last traces of the red mark completely disappeared. 

 

Looking down with satisfaction at the thigh now glistening with saliva, Hissin suddenly spread Dahlia’s two legs wide apart without warning.

 

“No!”

 

Dahlia hurriedly tried to close her legs. But Hissin gripped her thighs firmly with both hands and pressed them downward, leaving her wet sex completely exposed.

 

“Your body already seems prepared to accept me.”

 

Hissin gazed down blatantly at her wet folds. 

 

Overcome with shame, Dahlia squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head away.

 

“Please don’t… I’m a Baran. The daughter of Baran, who killed all your family and brought ruin to your country.”

 

“What does that matter?”

 

“Hnng…!”

 

Hissin lowered his head and pressed his mouth to Dahlia’s opening. The fragrant liquid that wet his lips was more than enough to unleash the desire he had desperately held back for the past few days.

 

Hissin curled his lips and bit down firmly on the small, plump piece of flesh that stood erect. 

 

When he dragged his wide tongue up over the flinching entrance, a gush of fluid poured out from within. 

 

Lapping and swallowing every drop without leaving any behind, Hissin then thrust his tongue deep into the narrow opening.

 

“Hnng, ah…!”

 

He gripped her twisting pelvis and drank from her even more deeply. 

 

The stronger her scent grew, the more his reason faded, leaving only raw instinctual desire toward her.

 

After devouring her lower parts voraciously, Hissin rose and freed his own member. 

 

The thing that had been swollen menacingly to the point of bursting for a while now throbbed like a beast, craving to enter the woman.

 

Dahlia’s eyes trembled at the enormous object that crossed her vision.

 

“Now that the mark is gone, why…”

 

“Wasn’t this why you called me here? I thought I already made it clear enough—when you recklessly drew blood on your own, you should have been prepared for a situation like this.”

 

With a twisted smile, Hissin rubbed the length that barely fit in his hand up and down a couple of times. 

 

The thick glans was soon aligned with Dahlia’s wet entrance.

 

“No, no, hahhh…!”

 

As he pushed his hips forward, the thick pillar of flesh spread her open in one swift motion and plunged inside.

 

“Haa, ah…!”

 

Hissin forced his way into the tight passage.

 

The sensation of driving the heated rod in made Dahlia swallow her breath. Her body, receiving him after so long, seemed overwhelmed; she could barely breathe properly and panted with her chest heaving.

 

The hot, squeezing inner walls were just as difficult for Hissin. 

 

It felt exactly like the first time he had entered Dahlia’s body—his member crushed and on the verge of bursting.

 

Hissin briefly pulled his hips back and laughed hotly.

 

“I didn’t know you hated me enough to want to bite my dick off and eat it.”

 

“You too, ha… I didn’t know you could be this sadistic. How could you, for such a long time, with me…”

 

Every time Dahlia panted and tried to continue speaking, her inner walls clenched even harder around the tip. 

 

For a moment, Hissin nearly lost his reason as he desperately suppressed the violently surging impulse.

 

“How could I have rolled around so lewdly with the daughter of my enemy?”

 

Then he gave a mocking laugh and shallowly rocked his hips.

 

“Your body makes me so fucking hard I want to throw away revenge and everything else.”

 

“Mmngh, ngh… haaah!”

 

“Even now, if you were to abandon the name of Baran, I could gladly throw away everything, too!”

 

“Haahk!”

 

Hissin thrust his hips upward, plunging fully inside in one go. 

 

The moment he was completely buried in Dahlia’s body, a flash exploded before his eyes as intense pleasure struck down his spine. When he drove all the way to the root, a thin, pitiful sob leaked from Dahlia’s open mouth.

 

Hissin let out a suppressed moan like a sigh and slammed back inside her hard again.

 

“Do you want to atone for the sins Baran committed?”

 

“Ahhngk!”

 

Thud—his tip crushed against her cervix so violently it felt like his mind would break. His brain seemed to melt from the heat, signaling that his reason had reached its limit.

 

Hissin gazed down at Dahlia, who lay pale and disheveled beneath him, through eyes rimmed red like molten ruby.

 

“Then you must pay for those sins with the punishment I desire. Until you say that you have become mine.”

 

His eyes grew turbid with violently tangled emotions.

 

“Only then will it be true atonement.”

 

The love permitted to us is like the path of self-destruction; it will only end after devouring us completely. 

 

Until one of us is left in ruins and finally stops breathing.

 

No—even if you die first, I would not be able to let go… so this love will only end when I die. Because from the beginning, the one you wanted was never me.

 

Hissin laughed self-deprecatingly and began thrusting his hips upward rapidly.

 

Thud, thud, thud—

 

Every time Hissin slammed into her body, Dahlia’s world was pushed back inch by inch. The arms that had been stretched taut in restraints gradually bent until now, if she didn’t push against the wall, her head would slam into it. 

 

The disheveled sheets had long since been thoroughly soaked with their sweat and fluids.

 

After finishing his first release, Hissin quickly hardened again and ravaged Dahlia’s insides once more.

 

Unlike her, who was already exhausted after just one round of sex, Hissin seemed far from satisfied as he fiercely devoured her.

 

“Haah, hnng, mmngh, ahhngk…!”

 

The violent movements that seemed to pierce right through her body left Dahlia unable to stop her sobbing. 

 

The wetness below had long turned sticky from the continuous friction. 

 

Being forcibly stirred inside made her inner walls burn as though they had been scraped raw.

 

Squelch, squelch, squelch—

 

As Hissin felt the inner flesh gradually clinging more tightly and becoming drier, he pulled out, moved downward, and began to suck on her clit.

 

“Mmngh, ha, aaah…!”

 

Even though her body had already been tormented to its limit. The strong suction of his lips caused her lower belly to swell hotly once again. 

 

Overwhelmed by the painfully intense pleasure, Dahlia let out hoarse cries.

 

Her voice, now closer to wails than moans, sounded so hideous that she wanted to cover her mouth, but with her arms firmly bound to the pillar, she could only sob helplessly.

 

Hissin pressed the tip of his tongue firmly against her clit and rubbed it rapidly. Her body, which had already climaxed multiple times, shot up without resistance once more and shattered into white fragments.

 

“Haah, uungh, hmm…”

 

Before she could even uncurl her toes, her body was suddenly flipped over. 

 

As her bound arms crossed and her face buried into the bed, Hissin spread her hips apart and thrust his cock back inside.