Chapter 40

Chapter 40

“Now, so that I can forget the Irene of my dreams so that I don’t sit still in regret and despair over my past self so that I can move forward, let me forget everything… You engrave it on my body. I sold everything to the devil.”

Azela stretched out her hand, trembling in contrast to her solemn voice, before taking Zagnac’s hand and placing it on her own chest.

Thump, thump.

The sound of her beating heart ran through Zagnac’s palm and spread through his body. He put a faint smile on his lips at the sound of her nervous heart, contrary to her confident appearance.

The next moment, he lifted his hand from her chest and gently placed Azela in his arms.

Zagnac, gently moving her hair from her tear-drenched face, gently laid her down on her bed and kissed his lips against her lips. Perhaps, because she hadn’t calmed down yet, her sobs flowed through her lips as they clashed.

It was a kiss that was usually sweet, but today it tasted salty. Still, the two did not speak to each other. His hand gently touched Azela’s thumping chest.

As she asked him to hold her, Azela shuddered as his hand touched her as if she was nervous. Her chest swelled hard as she remembered the excitement from the last time. Zagnac circled her chest carefully with the tip of his fingertips.

Could it be that he had some potion in his hand…? Otherwise, there would be no way she could feel as if she was flying in the sky with a single touch.

Her breath gasped, and she tilted her head back. At the same time, Zagnac tilted and rained short kisses around her neck. Azela’s chest was pressed into his mouth.

“Huhng…!”

A moan erupted from Azela’s mouth as his tongue gently rolled around her chest. She grabbed the bedsheet tightly. Her toes, full of strength, stretched out into the air. Perhaps, Zagnac was the same, and his lower body, which touched Azela’s thigh, swelled up, revealing its presence.

Her face quickly reddened at his pillar that was showing its strong presence.

His hot lips moved slowly down her chest, down her belly button, and down. Azela unwittingly urged him with his slow sensual action.

“Za, Zagnac…”

Azela, unable to help her twisted body, looked up at him with weeping eyes.

At that sight, Zagnac felt as if something was falling apart inside of him for a moment. It was a feeling that he wanted to open her strongly and put himself in her tightly without even the slightest gap… The tears that still hadn’t dried up on her face bothered him.

He grabbed his fists and clenched his teeth.

A shrewd person was speaking of patience. With trembling touch, he pushed Azela’s thighs a little harder and spread them apart before bringing his lips to her secret place, where it was wet.

As he sucked in a little forcefully, Azela’s waist bounced up at the same time.

“Hu, huuht… th, there…!”

As he sucked in, Azela soon melted as Zagnac’s tongue gently stimulated her opening. She lost her mind.

Irene that she had seen in her dreams and even her past self had been long forgotten.

All her senses were focused on the places he was touching and the touch he gave. As she buried her face in the sheet, sobbing at the heat that was boiling deep within her, Azalea wished for more stimulation. Nonetheless, she wished that this pleasure would not cease.

Soon, his tongue slipped out, and Zagnac’s fingers slipped through the opening as if to fill her empty inside. Obscene noises filled the bedroom. No one would ever know that something like this would happen in this bedroom…

This secret act of leaving the door unlocked made Azela’s heart pound.

His fingers ran through her insides. Even if she didn’t see it, she could feel it enough that the bed sheet under her right now was getting wet because of him. Knowing this, Azela couldn’t stop. Her toes stretched out against her will and then curled up.

A strong force entered her calves and thighs, making her muscles tremble, but there was no pain.

“Haht… Haahng!”

The faster his fingers moved, the faster her breath followed. It was as if the air had become thinner as if climbing a mountain top. The sky turned yellow… No, was the sky originally yellow? Her mind went crazy enough.

At her climax, different pleasures rose above it.

Eventually, Azela opened her lips wide and shook her body. Her toes rose high into the air. It felt as though something had burst inside of her. She felt like something was flowing under her though she couldn’t move her finger. She felt as if she was a corpse.

“Haa… haa…”

All she could do was breathe in gasps, and she couldn’t even turn her head.

The rustling sound of Zagnac taking off his clothes could be heard in her ears. He moved carefully between Azela’s limp legs.

As he brought his glans to the gaping opening, he opened her drenched and gaping opening wide. Like a beast eating prey, she quickly swallowed him. Zagnac, who seemed to have been sucked into her, was sweating profusely with heat.

“Huuk…”

It was smoother and softer than usual, though he trembled and flinched at the intense tightening. Then, he started pouring all the attacks he could on her. Even though there was no gap already, he wanted to reach her end.

He grabbed Azela’s waist and pushed himself hard towards the end, and Azela responded by moving her waist unknowingly.

“Hahng… Za…gnac.”

With a faint breath that seemed to break, Azela grabbed his arm tightly.

His thick, veined forearms were drenched in excitement. As she hugged him tightly as if clinging to him, Zagnac also put his hand around Azela’s waist and hugged her tightly in his arms.

When he moved, Azela began to move with him.

This man who moved himself above her was the devil… The devil who coveted her body and soul. Azela gazed at him with hazy blue eyes. Greed settled in his deep purple eyes that were red with heat as he lifted her head up and kissed him on his lips first.

It didn’t matter what he was. As much as he used her, she could use him as well.

He then pulled Azela’s back of the head hard and coveted her lips. His two closed eyes frowned in excitement. Meanwhile, Azela lifted her lips and buried her face in his shoulder. Before she knew it, she was on top of him, riding him.

Zagnac supported her, holding her buttocks tightly with his two hands.

Azela slammed her teeth into his shoulder as if she was about to soar towards the sky at the strong stimulation she felt beneath her.

* * *

“It’s quiet lately.”

Daniel, who was awkward about having breakfast together for a long time, coughed and spoke first. Azela did not respond to Daniel’s words. She just glanced down and ate the food that was laid in front of her.

There wasn’t much. Busy with the business, he couldn’t even see Azela in the mansion. The quiet appearance was as though she had returned to the beginning. She was just breathing quietly again as if she had become part of this mansion.

“Daniel, don’t worry too much. It must have been that the Madam had finally realized her own place.”

Sylvia wiped the area around Daniel’s mouth with a napkin, seizing a smirk. Yes, then it would be a relief.

However, Daniel could hardly forget Azela’s image, who was burning like the past. Even if it was a small ember, there was no way that an ember that burned so big could be extinguished in such an instant.

“What have you been doing, Azela?”

“…You must be quite curious about what I do.”

Azela smiled as she wiped her lips with a napkin and put her tableware down. With such a bright smile, he almost lost his mind for a moment without realizing it.

“Find out for yourself.”

“What?”

“If you want to know what I am doing… Find out for yourself, Daniel.”

Smiling brightly, Azalea clasped her hands on her chin.

The way she looked at him carefully was like an animal looking at its prey without fail. It looked like that in the past… The figure flying with a sword. It was the look everyone longed for and looked at with dazzling eyes. The bright sunlight was shining on Azela’s back.

Dazzled by the bright light, both Daniel and Sylvia grimaced. It was dazzling.

“I told you… I want to be the thorn that gets stuck under your fingernails.”

“…What?”

…A thorn stuck under your fingernail.

Daniel gazed at her, puzzled. As she drank the tea, Azela leaned her chin and turned her gaze into the air.