Red Riding Hood - Chapter 33
“Because I…!”
Cinq raised her head and looked up at him.
“Priest, I don’t need forgiveness. I really haven’t done anything wrong!”
The White Goat let out a long sigh.
“Cinq, oh, how headstrong you are! I’ve never met a child like you.”
Cinq flared her nostrils in protest. Seeing this, the White Goat groaned.
“Why do you do these things? Though I must admit, you are adorable.”
Cinq stared at him quietly, thinking.
By now, the Wolf had likely finished writing his coded message and sent it to his knights via the messenger hawk, Sird.
He had said that although the forest was vast and it might be difficult, his knights would eventually find this place. Then, he had told her that they would leave this place together.
Cinq had no intention of telling anyone about leaving this village with Ylfus—not even the White Goat, the only one in the village who had shown her kindness. She felt it had to be that way.
She straightened her knees and stood up.
Then, she bid the White Goat farewell.
“Goodbye, Priest.”
Cinq picked up her basket and turned away.
The sun was setting. Beyond the darkening mountains, a fiery golden sunset spread like a blaze.
Perhaps it was because all the things that had veiled her eyes were being lifted. The sky, painted by the sunset, felt breathtakingly beautiful.
Behind her, the White Goat spoke.
“Cinq, you’ve finally given me a proper greeting.”
She slowly turned around.
Again, was it because all that had veiled her eyes was being lifted?
The White Goat she had been speaking with just moments ago was gone.
In his place stood a beautiful man with flowing white hair.
His skin was pale, almost unnaturally milky. His face, smooth like marble, was ethereally delicate. His eyebrows were as white as freshly fallen snow, as were his eyelashes. Beneath them, his sparkling eyes shone in a lovely pink hue.
He stood still, his hands lightly clasped, fingertips touching, as if waiting for something.
Cinq rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand and opened them wide, calling out to him.
“Priest? Is that you, Priest?”
He nodded.
“Yes, it’s me.”
His voice trembled thinly, like that of a real goat.
In a voice that quivered even more, he asked her,
“Cinq, how do I look in your eyes?”
Cinq beamed and said,
“You look like an angel.”
At her words…
The white priest smiled, a smile that truly resembled an angel’s.
***
As soon as Cinq arrived home, she set the basket down on the floor. It landed with a thud, so heavy it sounded.
“Lord Wolf, I’m back.”
She quickly began to put away the items from the basket.
She placed the milk and pork near the window, the Brussels sprouts, ham, and sausages in the pantry. Finally, she picked up the plate of galette to show it to the Wolf.
“By the way, Lord Wolf, I realized something amazing today…”
But she quickly forgot what she was about to say.
A sensual Wolf was lying on the bed, wagging his tail, seducing her.
Completely unclothed, Ylfus lay on the white sheets, calling to her in a sultry voice.
“My dear Cinq, place the galette and wine on the cupboard, then come here, take off your clothes, and lie down with me.”
Cinq placed the plate of galette and the bottle of wine on the chest as he instructed. Then, removed her red hood and coat, approached the bed.
The Wolf spread his arms wide and grinned at her. She teased him playfully.
“Lord Wolf, what muscular arms you have.”
The wolf lowered his gaze calmly and whispered in a gentle voice,
“The better to hold you close with.”
Cinq untied the laces of her bodice and climbed onto the bed. The Wolf immediately pounced and helped remove her linen dress.
Once Cinq removed even her undergarments, she crawled over his long legs and said,
“What long legs you have.”
“The better to run swiftly with while holding you.”
She touched his thickly bearded cheeks and played with his large ears.
“What big ears you have.”
The Wolf growled lowly, his throat rumbling.
“The better to hear your lovely voice with.”
Cinq pressed her forehead against his and rubbed the tip of her small nose against his sharp, handsome one. Staring into his golden eyes that sparkled like the sun, she spoke again,
“What wide eyes you have.”
The Wolf kissed her and softly whispered,
“The better to see your beautiful face with.”
Their kisses deepened, tongues entwining, producing wet sounds.
Their hot breaths mingled as the Wolf’s large, rough hands roamed her body.
He caressed her slender nape, stroked her back and waist, then pulled her hips to sit atop him.
Cinq felt the large, firm flesh column pressing against her secret place, and she brought up one one final matter.
“And… What big… thing… you have…”
The wolf revealed his sharp, blade-like white teeth and smiled contentedly.
“The better to eat you with, little one.”
At that, Cinq bared her own small, cute teeth and growled playfully.
“But today, Lord Wolf, I will be the one devouring you.”
