Trapped in a Dungeon with the Boss Monster Chapter 11 - R18

Gillen held the collapsed Evie in his arms and pressed his lips to her forehead.

“The seeds of this tentacle must have parasitized on the flower. I’m sorry. Did it cause you a lot of pain?”

He removed the squirming tentacle between Evie’s legs and crushed it, leaning close to her ear.

“I’m sorry for being late.”

Evie wordlessly nuzzled her face against Gillen’s chest. He lightly kissed her lips and the tear-stained cheek. Gillen then headed toward the main body of the tentacle. Within a few steps, he reached the tentacle’s main body, as it tried to crawl away, and stomped on it.

Grrr—!

After a couple more stomps, the once-round core of the tentacle crumpled like a deflated balloon. Nonchalantly gazing at the red liquid oozing from the crushed surface, Gillen turned around.

The tiny figure trembled in his arms.

“I’ll dispose of all this. Don’t worry. You’ll never see it again.”

Gillen hurried his steps.

He entered the room where Evie always stayed, which was familiar to her, and placed her on the sofa. He wiped off the substances on her body and brushed Evie’s cheek as her eyes began to close, waking her up.

“Evie, just a moment. You can’t fall asleep yet. I need to remove this.”

Gillen gently grazed her abdomen. Evie turned pale as the long-forgotten sensation resurfaced. She gripped Gillen’s arm tight, crying.

“Take it out… quick, quickly…”

“Got it.”

Gillen eased Evie back against the sofa. Her legs spread wide, and her knees bent. Positioning himself beneath her, Gillen lifted her thighs upward. Using his thumbs to part her folds, he pressed his lips in between. He flicked his tongue over the exposed clit a few times, then slid his tongue inside her.

“Ah… Ahh…”

The tongue briefly penetrated inside then withdrew. Gillen used his tongue’s surface to lick her entire vagina. He could feel her juices flowing little by little. After tormenting her exposed clit for a while, he pushed his fingers into her moist entrance.

“Ah, hngh…”

Spreading his fingers apart, he stroked the inner walls. As he went deeper, he felt a hard, smooth surface.

Gillen pressed down on Evie’s thigh and removed his hand. Sensing her struggle, he gave her a deep kiss while teasing her clit. As muffled moans escaped her, he thrust his tongue deeper.

Until Evie arched her back and tensed her body, Gillen stopped his hand and parted their lips. Evie gasping for breath. He smooched all over her flushed face before speaking.

“It’s almost out.”

Her insides were wet enough that the round egg slid out.

Gillen grabbed the exposed egg and pulled it out.

“Eek…!”

A string of interconnected eggs came out all at once, pressing against her inner walls. Transparent and sticky liquid splattered out from her wet hole. Evie’s hips jerked, shuddering.

Gillen popped the damp eggs with his hands. Holding Evie cautiously, Gillen took steps.

“It was hard, but it’s okay now, Evie.

I’ve removed them all.”

His lips pressed on her eyes and the tip of her nose. Evie blinked slowly. She had no strength left in her body. Gillen continued.

“These tentacles reproduce by implanting eggs in humans, and it’s difficult if the host rebels, so it shows them illusions until they’re prepared. Past, present, or future. Whatever the person desires most.”

Gillen suddenly halted his steps. Staring at Evie’s face, he asked in a hushed voice.

“What did you dream about?”

Evie felt a sensation, like warm water, enveloping her body.

Gillen persisted, gazing into her eyes as they started to close.

“You dreamt of me, didn’t you?

Just as I love Evie, Evie loves me too.”

Yes? Evie pouted her lips and just closed her eyes.

She soon fell asleep as she surrendered herself to the relaxing-flooding waves. Gillen’s voice no longer reached her ears.

* * *

Gillen observed the tiny being in his arms, who was breathing evenly. He brushed his hand over the scar on the back of his neck, left by needles, and pulled the tiny being even closer.

He mumbled hazily.

“…has fallen asleep.”

It’s been a long time since I slept.

I can’t even remember the last time I fell asleep. But when I held this little thing in my arms and closed my eyes, sleep came.

I even dreamed. Not a very pleasant one, though.

Gillen dreamed of a time when he was still human.

A promising young researcher.

A young lab director. These were words that always followed a man named Gillen Landis.

Nestled in his arms, Evie whimpered weakly.

As he lost in thoughts of the past, he unintentionally tightened his grip. Gillen released his arms and shifted his body. This time, he entered Evie’s embrace in reverse. He crammed his massive body into the small embrace, burying his face in her chest and hugging her waist.

He muttered lowly.

“…I didn’t do anything wrong.

It was my seniors’ fault.”

Gillen continued talking to himself, complaining.

“They stole my research first.”

It was a research that took about five years.

Gillen had devoted five years to research after becoming lab director. Counting the years of preparation as a regular researcher, Gillen had lived half of his life solely for that research.

Genetic transplantation between the species and humans. A research that might save the world from being destroyed by diverse beings. Despite everyone’s skepticism, Gillen finally found a clue to success through relentless hard work.

The numerous lives sacrificed in the process weren’t of Gillen’s concern.

After all, they were all condemned prisoners deprived of their human rights.

While he couldn’t entirely eliminate the side effects, Gillen had minimized them as much as possible and even completed clinical trials for medicine to suppress mania.

As the research entered its final stages, Gillen felt deeply grateful for the senior colleagues who offered their support.

Even a casual apology for previously neglecting him melted Gillen’s heart. So, he patiently explained every aspect of his life-dedicated research to the senior colleagues who inquired about it.

Just two days before the presentation, Gillen, unable to bear the accumulated fatigue, collapsed but eventually recovered, only to discover that his research had become the achievement of his senior colleagues as the whole world was buzzing with that story.

When he finally came to his senses, he rushed to the research lab, only to find it in ruins.

The few samples he had left in the lab, as a precaution, were all scattered on the floor, broken, and the storage device that held all the records was nowhere to be found. His life had been stolen by the people he trusted.

Gillen sat dazedly in the ruined lab for a while.

Because he was always stuck in the research lab, unable to form relationships with others, Gillen couldn’t seek help from anyone. The lab staff had already abandoned him due to the scheme of his senior colleagues. He was soon fired from his position as the lab director as he had no significant achievement for years.

In a mere month, Gillen lost everything he had built.

“Why did you do this to me? How could you treat me like this…!”

The seniors just laughed at Gillen, who came to them looking haggard, screaming in despair.

“We taught you a life lesson.”

“…a lesson?”

“People shouldn’t be easily trusted, right? You were the one who excitedly told us first. And if you think about it, it’s not entirely wrong, isn’t it? Co-author.”

“…”

“We helped you with your research, didn’t we? Oh, right. We’re having a celebration party today, so if you have time, come join us!”

Gillen was speechless, unable to utter a word or hold onto the passing seniors. He just stood there, motionless.

“Evie, do you know what I did?”

While gently patting Evie’s back, who was still asleep, Gillen continued.

“I also surprised my seniors.”

The seniors only stole and ruined the completed samples, having no interest in the unverified ones. Gillen went to his lab and found them. Without hesitation, he injected them into his own neck.

He experimented on himself, repeatedly injecting genes from different species into his body. And then he went to his seniors.

“I brought them, one by one, and let them participate in my next research.

They seemed to be in a good relationship, so I made sure they stuck together.”

Unable to resist the growing power of the diverse species, humans eventually surrendered their land.

If Gillen had successfully completed his research, he might have been able to fight them on equal terms. However, his seniors couldn’t complete Gillen’s stolen research. It was natural.

It couldn’t be comprehended by merely skimming the surface.

“But as time passed, I became just like them.”

Due to the side effects of genetic transplantation, his body underwent abnormal changes, and his blood boiled at the sight of humans.

At first, it was painful, but he gradually started enjoying slaughter.

Killing humans brought immense pleasure. Before he knew it, he had become a body no different from those monsters.

At some point, he couldn’t leave the lab, but he didn’t bother to resist.

Leaving wasn’t difficult, but he didn’t particularly want to.

Even if he went out, all he would see were seething foreign species.

Thus, it was more important to control the laboratory, where he could manipulate things according to his will.

Around that time, new humans started entering Gillen’s laboratory periodically.

Gillen killed every human that entered his territory. Not a single one was spared. Only Evie was an exception.

It was an inexplicable feeling, but Gillen didn’t want to hurt Evie. He wanted to hold her in his arms and cherish her.

“I haven’t done anything wrong, right? Doesn’t Evie think the same?”

Gillen reached out his hand and brushed Evie’s hair aside.

He caressed Evie’s cheek and hugged her tightly, acting like a child.

“Can’t you take my side? I’m feeling down right now. Can Evie comfort me?”

Evie remained silent.

Gillen pouted for a moment before grasping the perky breast in front of him. The smooth skin felt soft in his hands. He playfully rolled his tongue around the erect nipple, savoring it with his mouth. As he suckled with force, liquid entered his mouth.

“Mmm…”

Evie furrowed her brow and squirmed. The tingling sensation she felt during her drowsiness was disturbing.

Gillen stared at Evie’s face, using the tip of his tongue, he flicked the nipple and traced circles around the areola. He engulfed the nipple, sucking vigorously, intentionally making loud noises.

Gillen drank the liquid entering his mouth.

Evie grimaced, annoyed by Gillen’s constant teasing of her breasts, but she didn’t wake up.

She seemed to have consumed a considerable amount of the tentacles’ fluids. Unless it caused her pain, it would be difficult to awaken her from the stimuli.

Gillen sat up.

He laid Evie on her back and grabbed her breasts. He gently kneaded them, then extended his tongue and flicked the two nipples again and again. With a slight pressure, white liquid formed at the tips and trickled down.

Gillen pressed and nibbled on the nipples, rolling them with his fingers before engulfing them in one bite.

He swirled his tongue inside, lightly biting and sucking hard, then pulled his mouth away.

Gillen pushed his tongue into Evie’s slightly parted mouth while scratching and pressing her breasts with his fingernails.

Evie squirmed in her sleep, but he pretended not to notice and continued to glide his tongue across the roof of her mouth.

He entangled her tiny, motionless tongue and delved deep into her throat. Only when he had explored to his satisfaction did Gillen part their lips.

As his tongue withdrew from her throat, Evie, with her mouth agape, breathed heavily. Her eyes remained closed.

He leisurely left red marks on Evie’s neck, collarbone, and chest. Pressing his lips, he moved downward, spreading her legs and pushing up her thighs.

Below, it was already drenched in her secretions. Gillen, staring at the exposed flesh, hastily brought his lips to it.

Opening his mouth wide, he engulfed the entire vagina, savoring it with a slurp.

The warm and damp mucous membrane against her sensitive flesh caused Evie to whimper weakly.

Gillen flattened his tongue, pressing against the slightly protruding clitoris and flicking it vigorously. He pursed his lips, sucking multiple times before thrusting his tongue deep into the wet passage.

“Ah, hmph…”

Her inner walls twitched, making a lewd sound—slurp, slurp.

Gillen reached his hand upward and grasped Evie’s breasts.

He tugged on her nipples, then rolled them and gently scratched. Even in her unconscious state, Evie’s breath hitched.

His tongue, which had delved deep, slowly withdrew.

Gillen slurped the dripping juices from her wet passage, licking her entire pussy from the perineum to the clitoris, again and again.

He trailed his lips over the swollen clit, sweeping over it with the tip of his tongue, and gave it a quick flick.

“Ha, mmmm—! Ah, haa…”

Evie shuddered, gasping for air. Gillen pressed his lips to the gaping hole several times and then lifted his head.

Looking down at Evie, her flushed cheeks, he chuckled and lay down beside her, cuddling her petite body. Gillen whispered into Evie’s ear.

“I’m so happy to have you by my side. So don’t think about going anywhere else, okay?”

A large blueish hand gently patted Evie’s back. As the stimulation faded and her body heat subsided, Evie breathed evenly, relaxed. Gillen stroked the small body in his arms for a long while until Evie woke up.