Author: Nikss

The pleasure that the body could endure had finally reached its limit, and a lightning-like pure white spark flashed before my eyes.

“Aah…!”

My head tilted back involuntarily, and my thighs convulsed on their own. My heart pounded wildly as if it had sprinted at full speed and was about to burst. My head felt dizzy.

‘I feel like I’m going to die.’

The thought that I might actually die from sex crossed my mind—it was that overwhelming.

While I struggled to lift my heavy eyelids, half-wondering if it might be better to just faint, Yves Leblanc lifted my upper body.

However, my body, which had no strength left to even sit up, slumped like wet cotton and ended up nestled in his arms.

Supporting my waist firmly with his thick arms, Yves Leblanc whispered as if murmuring into my ear.

“This is your last chance. Laura, if you want to stop even now, please tell me.”

The words “It’s hard” hovered in my mouth, but I slowly shook my head while panting raggedly.

I had no energy left to reply, but I didn’t want to stop him.

‘After all, I was the one who told him he could do whatever he wanted.’

Besides, although it was mentally exhausting, the more times I reached climax, the higher my body’s sensitivity became.

Although I was slightly scared that my mind might break from the brain-melting pleasure, it was not a reason to stop him. So I gave the signal that it was okay to continue.

Then Yves Leblanc, who had been tickling the shell of my ear with his soft tongue, spoke in a languid voice.

“I will love only you forever.”

After making what sounded almost like a vow, he suddenly bit down on the nape of my neck. Then he chewed hard, like a beast trying to tear and swallow its prey.

The bite on my ankle earlier now felt like a child’s playful nip in comparison—the force was that strong.

“Hmph!”

I let out a sharp scream without realizing it, but Yves Leblanc did not release his mouth.

“Y-Yves…”

I gathered the last of my strength and struggled to escape the pain that felt like my flesh was being torn off, but he didn’t budge.

Rather, as if my feeble resistance acted as a trigger, his movements, which had briefly calmed, gradually grew more intense.

His hot shaft, like a scorching iron rod, repeatedly thrusts in and out, persistently stabbing the deepest part of my inner walls.

“Haa… ngh…”

Yet all I could do was helplessly shake under the force of his pounding hips and let out pained moans.

Every time he thrust, the stimulation that had been building finally reached its peak. Along with a shiver that ran through my veins, I was engulfed in an ecstasy like fireworks exploding.

“…!”

By now, not even the smallest moan could escape.

“Ha…”

Letting out a low groan mixed with a sigh, Yves Leblanc swept back his blue-gray hair and smiled beautifully.

Like a satisfied predator that had finished a hearty meal.

At the same time, I could feel the thick shaft filling my insides, trembling. When I lowered my gaze, I saw a cloudy white liquid leaking from where we were joined.

I realized belatedly that Yves Leblanc had ejaculated inside me, but rather than any practical concerns, the first feeling that rose was relief that he had also felt the same pleasure as I.

‘Is this what they mean by perfect physical compatibility…?’

While my body trembled in ecstasy, my consciousness, which had reached its limit, gradually grew hazy.

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“Hmpphh!”

I woke up from a dream in which I was tied up and being torn apart by a wild beast, gasping sharply.

However, it wasn’t just a simple nightmare. Even after regaining my senses, my body still couldn’t move at all.

‘What is this?’

My brain, still not fully awake and feeling stiff, tried to process the situation as I opened my eyes. What filled my vision was nothing but bare skin.

The unfamiliar sight I first encountered was bewildering, but I tried to stay calm and recalled what had happened right before falling asleep last night.

‘What did I do right before falling asleep?’

I blinked several times to focus my blurry vision and carefully retraced my memories.

The series of acts I had shared with Yves Leblanc replayed vividly in my mind.

Startled by the embarrassing scenes that surfaced, I unconsciously tried to bolt upright, but something was firmly holding my waist, so I couldn’t move.

Soon I realized it was Yves Leblanc’s arm, and that what was right in front of me was his chest.

‘So that’s why I had that kind of dream…’

It seemed to be because Yves Leblanc was holding me so tightly, without even the slightest gap.

‘Is Yves still asleep?’

Judging from his even breathing and complete lack of movement, he was most likely sleeping. I carefully wriggled my arm.

I wanted to slip out of his embrace without waking him.

But despite my efforts, Yves Leblanc’s low, husky voice came from above my head.

“Laura, you must be tired. Rest a little longer.”

“I…”

I reflexively tried to say I was fine, but when I recalled last night, I felt every part of my body screaming in pain from the aftereffects of our activities.

A mild muscle ache spread throughout my body, like someone who had gone hiking after a long time, with the pelvic area being the most sore.

‘Still, I guess this much is considered good.’

After enduring all of Yves Leblanc’s seemingly insatiable lust, I hadn’t come down with an excessive fever or anything.

‘Laura’s body seems to recover surprisingly quickly.’

Come to think of it, it had been the same during my first experience.

There are individual differences, but I had heard that the pain from a first time is usually so severe that many people end up bedridden the next day.

In contrast, although sitting was a bit difficult due to muscle pain, I was fine enough to walk around without any major issues.

‘Now that I think about it, I was completely fine even after riding in a rattling carriage for a whole week.’

Back in the early days of possession, when I had fled from the Laurus barony to escape the villainess’s fate before the original story began.

I had undertaken a grueling journey, traveling by carriage for days on end.

A noble young lady raised like a delicate flower in a greenhouse would normally have to suffer for several days, yet I had completed the trip without any trouble.

If I hadn’t woken up again in the Laurus barony due to the regression, I probably would have gone around the village looking for a job the very next day.

While lost in thought about Laura’s sturdy physique, I suddenly remembered that there was still an unresolved misunderstanding between Yves Leblanc and me.

“Yves, can we talk for a moment?”

I tried to create some distance so we could face each other while talking, but Yves Leblanc refused to loosen his arms.

“Can’t we talk like this?”

“It’s a serious conversation.”

When I firmly refused, he flinched slightly and muttered in an even smaller voice.

“I wish time would just stop like this… But Laura already wants to be apart from me.”

Feeling like I had become the guilty party, I hurriedly added an explanation.

“I don’t mean completely apart. Just enough distance so we can see each other’s faces. Once the conversation is over, you can hold me again.”

“…Understood.”

After I coaxed him with those words, Yves Leblanc reluctantly relaxed the strength in his arms.

“Whew…”

As the suffocating feeling of being bound eased a little, a sigh of relief escaped me unconsciously.

Perhaps bothered by my reaction, Yves Leblanc asked in a languid tone.

“Was it very stuffy?”

“No. It’s just that expressing it with my face—”

I was about to say that showing my expression would make it easier to convey my sincerity, but the moment I met his silver eyes, I froze.

It was because a strangely decadent and sensual atmosphere was radiating from Yves Leblanc as he looked down at me with half-lidded, languid eyes.

‘Is this really the Yves-nim I know?’

I stared blankly, speechless at the sight that was so different from his usual neat and ascetic appearance. Then Yves Leblanc gently brushed my bangs aside with his long fingers and asked affectionately.

“What’s wrong, Laura?”

I had been dazed as if enchanted, but his call finally brought me back to my senses.

Feeling embarrassed for no reason, I cleared my throat and changed the subject.

“Ahem. Yves, first, please promise me one thing.”

The moment the word “promise” left my mouth, the space between his eyebrows twitched slightly.

Fearing he might refuse without even hearing the content, I quickly continued.

“That you’ll listen to my story until the end.”

“Is that all?”

Was there supposed to be more?

…The question rose to my throat, but I knew that asking it would derail the conversation, so I swallowed my objection and nodded.

“Yes. I’m going to explain why I’ve been spending so much time with Endymion-nim lately.”

“Wasn’t that already over?”