Chapter 165: The First Night (2)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 165: The First Night (2)
His lips pressed against mine with such intensity it felt as if he were trying to swallow me whole. Lost in the sensation, I surrendered myself to him.
His mana surged, a powerful tide flowing into my body.
As his soft tongue invaded and explored my mouth, my mind went completely blank. Loik kissed me with a desperate fervor, like a man dying of thirst.
As my body began to lean back under his weight, I hurriedly pressed my hands against his chest. Perhaps misinterpreting the gesture as an attempt to push him away, Loik wrapped a thick arm around my waist and pulled me closer.
"Ha... Annette."
Supporting the nape of my neck with his other hand, he pressed his forehead against mine, his expression pained with longing.
"Please... don't push me away. Not now."
His breath came in ragged gasps as he pressed his lips against mine even harder.
Driven by his need to be closer, he crowded into my space, gradually forcing me further back onto the bed. With our lips locked so tightly I could barely breathe, I eventually had to tilt my head back to catch my breath. In that moment, the weight of his body sent us both tumbling onto the mattress.
Bracing his arms on either side of my shoulders, Loik’s gaze traveled slowly down my body.
His large Adam's apple bobbed prominently.
Amusingly, the red ribbon—not yet fully untied—was still draped around his neck.
Loik called my name, his voice thick and strained.
The tendons in his neck stood out sharply as he gritted his teeth, and the hard muscles of his forearms rippled under the pressure of supporting his weight.
"If you don't want this... please tell me now. I don't want to force you just to satisfy my own greed," he murmured low, his voice a testament to the last shreds of his crumbling patience.
A vein throbbed at his temple.
As he waited for my answer, his brow furrowed slightly in apprehension.
I swallowed a ragged breath and gently reached up, grasping both ends of the ribbon around his neck.
Loik’s eyes widened for a fraction of a second before he allowed himself to be pulled down without resistance.
His hot, wet lips traced a path from the sensitive skin beneath my ear to the pulsing vein in my neck, down to the hollow of my collarbone.
As his large hand swept gently over my shoulder, the thin strap of my negligee slid down in its wake.
A shiver ran through me as the cool air hit my exposed skin.
Loik lifted his head to look at me, his hand cupping my cheek with profound tenderness.
"You are... so beautiful."
His trembling fingertips traced a path down my neck, moving slowly lower.
Finally reaching the soft curve of my breast, he pressed his lips there as if to savor every inch.
Chu. Chu.
Everywhere he left a mark, a tingling sensation surged through me.
As Loik moved further down, the thin fabric covering me was dragged along with him.
His hot hand swept down my waist, heading lower.
"Ha... ah..."
My body grew hotter by the second.
A heated breath escaped my parted lips.
Even as he kissed various parts of my body, Loik kept his feverish gaze fixed on mine, watching my every reaction. Whenever I flinched or twitched, he became even more persistent in his ministrations.
"Loik! There...!"
When his warm breath finally brushed against the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, my toes curled instinctively.
Though I squirmed beneath him, Loik didn't stop, continuing to drive me to the edge.
"Ah, ahh...!"
Only after the heat coiled deep within me finally exploded did he push himself up.
Loik licked his lower lip and looked at me with hooded, watery eyes.
With a gaze full of raw, naked desire fixed on me, he slowly began to undo his trousers.
The sound of his growling breaths filled the room.
And the moment his lower half was revealed...
I hurriedly grabbed his shoulders.
"Loik, I—I don't think this is going to work..."
No matter how I looked at it, it didn't seem like something I could handle.
"Annette. I'll go as slowly as possible..."
Loik kissed my eyelids, his cracked voice soothing me.
He pulled my hands from his shoulders and interlaced our fingers, his body overlapping mine in an all-encompassing embrace.
The sweltering heat was transmitted directly through our touching skin.
Loik’s heartbeat thundered against my chest as if it were my own.
Pinned beneath the gentle pressure of his weight, I couldn't move an inch.
For some reason, an inexplicable sense of anticipation washed over me.
Our hearts beat faster and faster in unison.
Seeing the clear desire in Loik’s eyes made my chest ache.
It was as if I were the only thing he wanted in the entire world.
My heart swelled at that desperate gaze, which held nothing but me.
I called his name softly.
"Yes, Annette."
"I... I like you, Loik."
In that instant, his dark black pupils shook violently.
His long, thin eyelashes trembled.
I carefully cupped Loik’s cheeks.
"Because it's you, Loik... I like you so much."
"...Me too."
Loik let out a choked, overwhelmed sound.
The large hands overlapping mine were shaking uncontrollably.
"I love you too, because you're Annette."
Gripping my hands tightly as if he couldn't believe it, Loik leaned in to kiss me.
Annette, I love you so much.
He whispered it over and over against my lips.
A smile spread across my face at the sound of his low voice vibrating deep within my heart.
And then, he pushed inside.
The sensation of being perfectly, completely one.
Loik’s intense energy swallowed my body in an instant.
Like a crashing wave, his mana surged through me, scouring every inch of my being before flowing back to him.
A dizzying, ecstatic sensation swept over me from head to toe.
"Loik...!"
I could feel all the power Loik held as if it were my own.
I gripped his back tightly, my nails digging in.
Loik’s energy stirred within me, heavy and intense.
My mind grew hazy under the overwhelming flow of mana.
Holding me in his arms, Loik poured out his heat without restraint.
"...Annette!"
The rhythmic, intense movements continued for a long time.
The ecstasy, so powerful I felt I might lose consciousness, went on and on.
Finally, the moment the mana Loik had been condensing inside me erupted, a searing heat spread through my entire body along with a violent tremor.
Soon, an indescribable sense of stability washed over me.
Loik’s mana flowed naturally into me and back out again.
Previously, the mana only transferred when we were in physical contact.
But now, I could feel Loik’s energy as clearly as if it were my own.
It felt as though Loik and I were eternally connected as one.
The feeling of that immense mana filling my body was strange, yet warm and comforting.
"Annette, your eyes..."
Still breathing heavily from the aftermath, Loik gently stroked the soft skin beneath my eyes.
"What about my eyes?"
"They look as if someone sprinkled them with starlight."
"Yours too, Loik."
We naturally accepted the fact that we had become one.
Loik kissed me repeatedly—from my eyes to my cheeks, my lips, and my forehead where my hair was a mess.
"That tickles."
When I crinkled my nose, Loik let out a low chuckle and planted a loud, firm kiss on the bridge of my nose.
As I received his kisses for a long while, the gold slowly faded from Loik’s eyes, returning them to their original deep black.
The mana that had been churning through our bodies also began to settle, calming like a still lake.
A pleasant lethargy and fatigue washed over me.
Just as I thought I could fall asleep right then and there...
For some reason, Loik’s light kisses turned deep and lingering once more.
"Annette. Just one more time..."
Loik lowered his head and softly captured my lips.
It seemed it was going to be a very long night.
*
Loik hardly slept.
Or rather, he had no time to sleep.
He had tried his best not to tire Annette out, but...
— "I... I like you, Loik."
The moment he heard those words, his reason had completely vanished, and he ended up bothering Annette all night long.
As the dawn began to break, Annette finally drifted into a deep sleep.
Loik carefully wiped Annette’s body with a warm towel and combed her tangled hair. Then, he lay down beside her and watched her sleep.
Whenever Annette, using his arm as a pillow, snuggled closer into his embrace, the corners of his mouth would twitch upward.
My lovely wife.
Loik took a handful of Annette’s hair and kissed the ends.
The moment he had held Annette, he had become utterly devoted to her.
Everything about her was instinctively engraved into his body.
He could feel even her smallest breath.
Something deeper than mere love—a poignant adoration mixed with a thirst born of intense desire and obsession—took deep root in Loik’s heart.
At the same time, the mana in his body no longer raged.
While his condition had stabilized significantly since they first started kissing, he now felt as light as if he could fly.
He wondered if his body had ever felt this refreshed.
The heat that had been tormenting him until just yesterday had vanished without a trace.
If it weren't for Annette, he would be moving one step closer to death every day.
He would have been barely enduring the mana overloads, watching helplessly as his body crumbled under the weight of power it couldn't contain.
But in less than a year since meeting Annette, he had gained something called 'anticipation for tomorrow.'
The woman who changed his life.
The goddess who pulled him out of hell.
Beside the peacefully sleeping Annette, Loik whispered softly.
"I will spend the rest of my life living only for you."
As he stroked Annette’s soft hair, the rumpled red ribbon on the side of the bed caught his eye.
Loik carefully rolled up the ribbon so it wouldn't get lost.
Since it was the precious item that had connected him and Annette, he intended to keep it forever.
He had found another item to go into his office desk drawer.
Feeling a wave of happiness, Loik pressed a kiss to the ribbon as well.