Kamian tapped my delicately arched foot with his own. No, that... It wasn't due to nervousness. It felt awkward to speak the truth, so I let it go and allowed my mind to wander.

"You even make lewd sounds. You're sensitive."

"I told you, it's premenstrual... Ah!"

Thud. Suddenly, his flesh pierced mine without warning. My eyes widened. The bones in my hands clutched Kamian's shoulders forcefully.

"Ugh!"

The pain sharply sliced through my brain, ominously dominating my body's senses.

"Ugh... Ah, ah, Kamian..."

The sensation of my blood being sucked into Kamian's mouth felt exquisitely acute. With each drain of blood, a dark stain began to grow from beneath the surface. In the past, I would stifle my moans out of embarrassment, biting down on my lower lip. But the audacious Kamian forced his fingers into my mouth, compelling me to moan. From then on, without any trace of shame, I let out moans.

"Cam... ian, huh, ha... How far... ah..."

Kamian gripped both my nape and chest, expelling beastly breaths before passionately sucking my neck.

"It's... exhausting. Hm? Kamian..."

He withdrew his fangs and trailed his lips along my throat. The warm, velvety flesh gently brushed against my ear, whispering seductively.

"Just a little more, just a little."

"Hah!"

Despite the tender voice of appeasement, the sucking mouth was ferocious beyond measure. Suck. Slurp. The friction of saliva and blood against the skin filled the air with a constant, moist sound.

"Now... stop... huh, ah..."

A hazy heat threatened to melt my brain. The arms embracing Kamian convulsed without respite. The overwhelming sensations made it unbearable; my pelvis continuously bucked and my toes pushed against the sheets.

"Hyuk! Kamian!"

Kamian exhaled hot breath onto my neck.

I was on the verge of losing my sanity. Today's desire was unusually intense, rendering the farm and the meal I had earlier utterly futile. I didn't even realize that I would utter embarrassing lines to Kamian like last time. No, my intuition loudly declared that it was highly likely to happen.

"Kamian, please... Heuh, I can't hold on any longer. Ah, ah... Kamian!"

My thighs were already damp, and my pelvis eagerly yearned for something as it moved faster, up and down.

A fever surged in the corners of my eyes. The unreleased excitement welled up so intensely that it trickled down through my throat and trickled down my uvula.

"Oh, me, really... Heuh! The limit... My body is burning. Heuh, I feel like I'm going to die. Please..."

The vague desire that had been brewing within me began to take on a clearer form. I longed for a strong hand to firmly grasp my entire chest, nestled underneath it, while the moistness between Kamian's legs feverishly stimulated the depths of my senses. If only his overwhelming power could shake my body so violently that I could barely catch my breath.

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Finally, the tenuous hold on something I had desperately clung to was abruptly severed.

Frantically, I pushed Kamian's clothing aside, yearning to touch his well-defined muscles and smooth skin with my own hands. As my hand slipped inside his shirt, I could feel the tension building in his abdomen.

"Ah! Kamian, ah, I want more. I can't hold back any longer. [Sob]."

Kamian, who had seemed invincible, finally relinquished his hold on my neck. After roughly wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, he gently brushed away the sweat and tears that clung to my face with his dampened hair.

"Just hold on a little longer. It'll be okay soon."

Anger surged within me. How could you be so indifferent after putting me in this state?

"You crazy bastard, ugh, sigh... You've only had a taste of blood, ugh... Ah, Kamian, hold me."

Although I wanted to pummelled his body, my hands kept caressing and pulling him closer against my will.

Kamian descended from my body and lay beside me. He grabbed my arm and pulled me forcefully into his embrace.

But such an embrace alone couldn't satisfy my hot desire. I pressed myself against Kamian's exposed lower body, whispering provocatively.

"Shall we? Hmm?"

Kamian only brushed away the tears from my shaking back without uttering a word. Silence often breeds uncertainty. Overwhelmed by sadness and frustration, tears streamed down my face.

"You're the one who made me like this, take responsibility. Ah... I'm itching all over. Touch me, Kamian."

"Tomorrow, regain your composure and don't regret. Just hold on a little longer."

"I'm the one who will regret, ugh, what does it matter to you! Ugh..."

Kamian pressed the back of my head against his chest, his tears seeping into his shirt. Throughout the long night, I repeatedly tempted and provoked Kamian, alternating between anger and seduction. But Kamian remained unmoved, silently holding me. Stubborn bastard. I could feel your presence down there, against my lower abdomen. In the end, it was I who surrendered. Like a fallen leaf, I succumbed to unconsciousness and woke up in the morning, screaming and tearing at my hair.

* * *

"Stand up."

I felt embarrassed, ashamed, and humiliated to the point where my face was about to explode.

Throughout breakfast, I didn't even turn my head towards Kamian. In response to my current state, Debra cautiously asked, "Did you two have a fight?" Before I could timidly deny it, Kamian spoke first. "I did something wrong. I got really angry last night." Eventually, instead of eating, I slammed my forehead on the table.

With a reddened forehead, I looked down at Kamian's back.

"Today... let's just walk."

"Why? Are you itching for another fight?"

"...."

Anger surged within me, almost bursting my eardrums. Oh, the cursed words I couldn't say. Kamian lightly tapped his own back.

"My leg hurts. Please, get up quickly."

"Who said we had to keep crouching? We can just walk."

"You also felt my penis earlier. There's no difference between us. So stop being embarrassed and let's just go."

His blatant choice of words left my mouth agape. As I stood still, Kamian sighed and stood up. Then, he bent his knees to meet my eye level.

"Get on my back before we take another step, while you're still here to carry me."

"...Are you a pervert?"

"Not yet."

Kamian sat back down, showing me his back again. Anxious that I wouldn't be able to move a single step from here, I leaned against his back, wavering. Kamian lifted me once, and then started walking with a steady stride.

"Hey, yesterday... um, you know? Well, I... hmm? You know?"

"I know. It was premenstrual, and I had a lot of blood, so that happened."

When Kamian explained it like that, it felt like a heavy stone had been lifted from my chest. Yes. What happened last night was an inevitable accident. I didn't need to feel embarrassed about it at all.

With my lips pressed against Kamian's shoulder, I murmured.

"Forget about what happened yesterday. I'll forget too."

Kamian didn't respond. Was it something he didn't want to bring up again? I also decided to keep my mouth shut because I didn't want to drag last night's events all the way to today. I tried to capture the scenery passing by, leaning my cheek against Kamian's shoulder.