Mr. Kadan in the Deep Forest - Chapter 17
Violent, impolite fantasies swirled in his mind.
“No.”
Hold back. Kadan warned himself, shaking his head.
His thin thread of rationality swayed on the verge of snapping. His gaze, torn between reason and instinct, grew darker.
Kadan slowly rose and climbed onto the bed where Luna lay collapsed. The old bed frame creaked in protest, but he moved slowly like a predator, undeterred.
He knelt over Luna’s body, his knees framing her torso. Her lips were just below his throbbing member. Kadan stared intently at her face as he began to stroke himself.
This was the closest he could come to compromise.
As his hand moved faster, his lips, glistening with Luna’s liquid, parted slightly, and his rough breaths escaped.
“Ngh, ah…”
The wet friction of his hand and his hardened flesh made lewd, squelching sounds. Soon, his thick, firm s***t twitched like a serpent before releasing a gush of c*m. The opaque fluid splattered across Luna’s forehead, nose, and lips.
Kadan looked down at Luna’s face, now a mess from his release, and used his fingers to smear the fluid across her skin. It was less about cleaning and more about marking her.
A satisfied smile tugged at the corner of his lips. His darkened gaze and grin were no longer gentle but ferocious. His member swelled again, as if craving more, but Kadan had no intention of touching Luna further while she was unconscious.
He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead and got up from the bed. Then, he prepared warm water and began meticulously cleaning Luna’s face and body, wiping away the mess he had made.
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‘What time is it now?’
A faint orange glow flickered through her slightly open eyes. Luna blinked awake and sat up. It seemed she had fallen asleep in the morning and woken up in the evening.
Just then, a savory aroma wafted into her nose. Kadan was bringing over a tray with meat stew and freshly baked bread.
“Hel….”
Embarrassingly, her voice cracked. Luna covered her mouth shyly before trying again, “Hello, Mr. Kadan.” It was late for a greeting, but she felt compelled to say it anyway.
“Your body?”
Kadan, concerned about her condition, set the tray down on her lap.
“I’m fine. Let’s eat together at the table.”
Luna started to sit up but then noticed her clothes. She had been wearing the white dress earlier, but now she was dressed in a long chemise she had never seen before. The soft fabric clung subtly to her figure, draping elegantly over her body.
‘Where did this come from?’
Moreover, her body felt clean and refreshed, without any stickiness. It seemed Kadan had washed her and changed her into new clothes while she was unconscious.
“This outfit…”
“Saw it. While passing by.”
Saw it while passing by? Luna tilted her head in confusion. Did he find it discarded somewhere? But it looked too high-quality and clean to have been picked up like that.
Luna didn’t fully understand.
Kadan’s ears were red and he offered no further explanation. He sat down on the bed and scooped up some stew, holding it out to her.
“I’ve eaten. It’s your turn.”
“I’ll eat it myself.”
“No. You’re weak.”
Kadan shook the spoon slightly, urging her to eat.
‘It’s not that I’m weak—it’s that you’re just too incredible.’
Luna glanced behind him. A basket of fresh vegetables suggested he had gone to the village for groceries. The chemise must have been bought there as well.
‘The village is quite far from here.’
After everything that had happened in the morning, washing her, going all the way to the village, shopping, cleaning, and cooking—it was a feat even a seasoned slave couldn’t manage. Just how tirelessly had he been working?
Luna marveled at Kadan’s stamina as she took a bite of the stew. The tender meat melted in her mouth, blending perfectly with the rich tomato chili sauce. As always, he was an astonishingly good cook.
With her stomach warming up, Luna had the leisure to observe Kadan. Remembering what had happened before she fell asleep, she glanced at his lower body. The ferociously twitching member from earlier was now neatly tucked away in his pants.
‘Did he take care of it himself yesterday?’
She felt guilty for being the one to initiate the seduction only to pass out after reaching her climax alone. The memory of his tongue and fingers stirring her insides made her feel a tingling sensation again.
How could she indulge in such lewd thoughts after fainting like that? Luna scolded herself for being selfish and apologized to him.
“I’m sorry for suddenly falling asleep earlier…”
“My fault. Eat more. Get your strength back.”
“Thank you.”
Luna insisted on feeding herself and took the spoon. She placed a piece of stewed meat on a thin slice of bread and took a bite. The combination of the savory bread and the meat stew was divine.
“Eating something this delicious will surely help me regain my strength quickly.”
Back in the slave trader, Luna had survived on meager meals. But after just a few days of eating Kadan’s cooking, she had started to fill out noticeably.
