Mr. Kadan in the Deep Forest - Chapter 38
At that moment, a figure emerged from the dense forest—the Inut man Kadan had encountered a few times before. He swiftly struck Kadan in the neck.
Normally, Kadan would never fall for such an attack, but in his confusion, mistaking the assailant for Luna, he was left vulnerable.
However, Kadan wasn’t someone who would fall with a single blow. Coming to his senses, Kadan opened his eyes wide and grabbed the Inut man by the collar.
“I told you, if I see you again, I’ll kill you.”
Kadan warned as he squeezed the Inut’s neck. Cough, cough! The Inut man struggled desperately, and just as Kadan tightened his grip, another hidden Inut appeared, blowing a long tube.
A dart flew from the tube, hitting Kadan’s neck with precision. The dart was coated with a powerful tranquilizer used to capture large beasts. The drug spread quickly, and Kadan’s body swayed from side to side.
“You… who?”
His tongue felt numb, and his words barely escaped. With blurred vision, Kadan glared at his assailants before slowly sinking to one knee. Unable to fight the weight of his eyelids, he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
『Sorry, Lord Kurua. This was the only way..』
The two Inut men addressed Kadan by a name he didn’t recognize. They hoisted the unconscious Kadan and disappeared into the opposite forest.
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Luna was dragged to the capital, having a duty to meet the king. The capital was vast and prosperous, incomparable to the northern territories.
Today, as always, Luna stared blankly out of the window. Even the grand cityscape of the capital couldn’t fill the emptiness in her pale yellow eyes.
Today was the day she was to officially enter the palace. For this occasion, the commander had assigned a tutor to teach her manners and etiquette.
Luna, who learned quickly, now exuded the air of a proper noblewoman.
“Master’s carriage has arrived at the front entrance, Lady.”
The maid assigned by the commander guided Luna downstairs. A large brown carriage was waiting for her.
“You’re becoming more and more like a noblewoman, Lady.”
The commander smiled proudly as he opened the carriage door and extended his hand to Luna.
But Luna ignored his escort and climbed into the carriage on her own. It was an audacious move, but her rebellious nature only seemed to make her more attractive to the commander.
He swallowed hard as he looked at Luna looking beautifully dressed.
‘She really is an alluring beauty.’
Her skin, now free of tattoos, was flawless and pale, and her golden hair was elegant. Her delicate features, like those of a deer, combined with a mournful yet pure aura, were irresistibly captivating, drawing the attention of every man around her.
It had been five years since the commander’s wife had passed away. He’d never felt lonely, even as he indulged in affairs with other noblewomen.
But he now believed Luna was fit to be his second wife. Just imagining her in his bedroom made him unbearably excited—this was no recent development.
Moments later, the carriage arrived at the royal palace.
The knight commander stepped out of the carriage and immediately excused himself, claiming urgent business. His destination? The powder room adjacent to the banquet hall – a discreet retreat favored by noblewomen during festivities.
“My, my, Commander~”
Viscountess Camille greeted him with a sway of her deeply exposed décolletage. The commander’s gaze flickered to the round pill resting on the vanity. The Viscountess’ half-lidded eyes showed her condition. She was already dosed with aphrodisiacs, waiting for any man to claim her.
“Seems you’ve been keeping busy.”
Without preamble, the commander crushed his lips against hers while roughly kneading her ample bosom with one hand.
“Ngh! Haah… I heard you’d gone campaigning in the northern woods- Ah!”
“Just returned. Completed a rather big mission.”
“How dashing~ Won’t you do something big for me now?”
The Viscountess took the remaining pill and lifted up her skirts. Layers of undergarments pooled to reveal her glistening s*x. Her c******s was already swollen and twitching for attention.
When the commander’s palm struck her c**t, the Viscountess shrieked in pleasure, gushing arousal across his hand.
“More! Hit me harder!”
SMACK! SMACK! With each slap across her secret flesh made her thighs to core turn red. The sight inexplicably summoned memories of Luna’s reddened skin in winter in the northern forest.
“Damn it.”
The commander frantically undid his trousers and drove his e******n. He was standing strong from earlier fantasies of Luna and now between the Viscountess’ spread lips. There was no hesitation, only one brutal thrust inside.
“Hahn! Yes! So good!”
The Viscountess wailed as he pistoned into her. The thrust was accompanied with sharp spanks that left handprints blooming across her rear.
“Ngh! Luna… Luna!”
The commander squeezed his eyes shut and desperately called Luna’s name. He wanted to feel like he was fucking Luna. The drugged Viscountess wouldn’t remember anyway.
But imagination had limits. Luna would never be this loose – that tiny body would have clenched around him like a vice. Not enough. Totally not enough.
“Don’t just lay there like a broodmare! Tighten up!”
He yanked her hair back and growled in her ear as he pushed himself fully. Thighs carved from years of combat training flexed as he moved.
