The Red Witch - Chapter 25 🔞
As he thought about it, the word “soulmate,” which had previously made him uncomfortable, now sounded strangely delightful. It was amusing that he, of all people, would bond with someone. And of all people, it had to be with the Red Witch.
‘I’ve been caught in the trap my brother set…’
Ael smiled bitterly to himself.
When the Red Witch dies, her soulmate dies too. In the end, Ael now had to protect not only his own life but also this witch’s.
Well, it wasn’t so bad if the bait lying in the trap was this tempting.
Ael’s hand roughly undid her robe and grabbed Kiara’s chest. He wanted to confirm her existence. He wanted to touch her bare skin, to taste it. His head lowered toward the brxxst he held in his hand.
Startled, Kiara pushed frantically at his head. Blood, which he thought had stopped, began to seep again and stained his face. But Ael didn’t care. Instead, he began to suck hard on the brxxst he had taken into his mouth.
“Mmngh…”
Kiara’s moan finally brought Ael back to his senses.
Huh…? What the hell was I just thinking? Lock her up? Say she’s mine? And before that…
That it’s a good thing we’ve bonded…?
‘What kind of madness is this?’
A sudden wave of dread cleared his mind in an instant.
This witch was dangerous. It might be better to keep some distance…
Just then, Kiara wrapped her arms around his head, pressing it against her chest.
As if she had sensed exactly what he was thinking. Flustered, Ael let go of the brxxst he’d been biting, and thick saliva stretched between his mouth and her nxxple.
Then Kiara urgently called his name.
“A-Ael…”
Her voice carried a thick, clinging heat. As if asking why he’d stopped, as if begging him to keep going.
If this truly was witchcraft, then it was nothing short of astounding. It didn’t let him part from her for even a moment.
By that point, even if it was a spell or his brother’s trap, Ael found he didn’t really care.
After all, he had always knowingly thrown himself into danger.
His lips, dazed just a moment ago, curved into a smile.
“Hhk.”
Kiara gasped as her back hit the wall, her breathing shallow. Through the robe that had come completely undone, her full brxxsts heaved with urgency.
“…I’ll tell you what it means to have a soulmate…”
Ael finally lifted his mouth from her after what felt like a long time, pinning her between the wall and his body.
With every breath Kiara let out, her hardened nxxples brushed against the cold surface of his armor. In an instant, the heat between her legs began to soak through.
Ael’s crimson eyes gleamed even deeper red.
“It’s what you and I are about to do.”
At his words spoken like a declaration, Kiara’s gaze locked onto him. Ael didn’t avoid her eyes, meeting them directly.
Though he added no further explanation, no embellishment, it was enough for her to understand.
Unconsciously, Kiara nodded and the corners of Ael’s eyes curled with quiet satisfaction.
“Good.”
His red eyes stood out through the red blood smeared across his face. Kiara stared at him, mesmerized.
‘…Pretty.’
Red eyes… she never realized they were that beautiful. Kiara’s lips brushed against the nape of her neck, and she groaned.
“Mmph.”
It was like waking up from a spell. Like the first time her veil was lifted in the chapel.
Ael, now flushed, began to caress the nape of her neck. At first he just sucked it in, then he licked it gently with his tongue, then he nibbled at it. It was like a cat playing with a mouse.
Eventually, he grabbed Kiara’s brxxsts. Her nxxples had hardened to a point by now, and, intrigued, Ael began to play with them.
He rubbed her pert nxxples between his fingers, trying to pinch and pull them. When her peaks and the area around it became hard, he gently rubbed it with his fingertips.
“Ah, hmm.”
Every time he did, Kiara moaned and squirmed. Eventually, she twisted her hips and couldn’t stop the pained expression on her face. But she never said no, so Ael continued to torment her to his heart’s content.
She was pinned between Ael and the wall, like one of his brother’s butterfly specimens, unable to fly away.
