The Revenge Kidnapping Drama's Transmigrated Female Lead - Chapter 30
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As soon as she lay in bed after finishing her shower, a sigh like a lament escaped. Today had been tiring in many ways. At lunch, Helios, and at dinner, Terche had stuck by her side throughout the meals.
While being alone with Helios was exhausting because she had to keep her mind constantly working, Terche was difficult in a different way. He didn’t say anything during mealtime. He was solely dedicated to watching Psyche.
Eating in front of someone who just stares intensely without saying a word was more arduous than imaginable. Just when she felt like she might suffocate to death, the meal ended, and he swiftly cleared the table before leaving the room.
‘Haah…. I used my head a lot today, so I’m tired.’
She closed her eyes and placed the back of her hand on her forehead. Fortunately, her fever had gone down significantly. Though her headache was still severe, it was bearable at this level. As she lay still in the thick blanket, her body gradually relaxed and drowsiness crept in. Psyche fell into a deep sleep in an instant.
“Ung… unng.”
While drunk with sleep, she felt someone touching her hair. It was a respectful touch, like a knight revering a noble lady. A ticklish kiss briefly touched and left her forehead.
When Psyche whimpered and stirred, strong arms gently embraced her. Her body felt heavy like water-soaked cotton, so she quietly let herself be held by the strange intruder. Hot warmth transmitted through their touching bodies. As she unconsciously burrowed into that embrace, firm fingers caressed her cheek, then alternately touched her upper and lower lips. Eventually, something warm and soft settled on her lips.
When she smiled slightly at the sweet fragrance pouring in abundantly, something thick deeply penetrated inside.
…Sweet.
Psyche instinctively sucked on the flesh probing her mouth. The intruder then gripped the back of her head and licked and sucked her tongue until wet sounds flowed.
“Mmnh…”
Ah, it feels good… As tongues intertwined and bodies pressed together, she became breathless and her whole body grew hot. As her drowsy mind gradually awakened with excitement, the man had now buried his nose between her b*****s, having traced a path from her lips, neck, shoulders, and collarbone.
The man straddling her took a deep breath and swept her bare b****t with his strong tongue. Slowly, from bottom to top. Just as Psyche opened her eyes with a gasp, her slip’s shoulder straps were pulled down and both b*****s were gently kneaded as if being massaged.
“…! What…!”
Before she could finish speaking, a large hand covered her mouth. Only then sensing danger, Psyche struggled, but a heavy weight pressed down on her body.
“Mmph…!”
Who are you? Why are you doing this? Stop this! These words shattered into ‘mmph, mph’ sounds against the large, hot hand. She tried to open her eyes wide to identify this outrageous intruder, but the pitch-black darkness blocked everything from view. Fear suddenly rushed in. Even though she liked forceful acts, she didn’t want to be violated like this by a man whose face she couldn’t see.
The man’s other hand interlocked fingers with one of her frantically pushing hands and pressed it down onto the bed, strongly yet gently. Moist lips bit into her full b****t and teased her n****e with his tongue. It was then that her struggling intensified.
“…!”
A sweet scent strong enough to sting her nose and a masculine body odor passed through her nostrils and drenched her brain. Even as her head instantly became foggy and all strength drained from her body, Psyche focused all her attention on the intruder to guess his identity.
As her resistance noticeably decreased, the gesture of removing his hand from her covered mouth, the touch caressing her b*****s, waist, and hips, even the movement of lips and tongue sucking her n****e – everything was incredibly gentle, as if trying to melt her entire body.
…Could it be Helios?
“Haah, hu… Helios? Is it Helios…?”
The man’s movements stopped for a moment. As her confusion only increased, unable to tell if that meant yes or no, the man’s lips gradually moved downward while his large hands gripped her hips. All those movements were still endlessly gentle. It was the kind of caress one would give only to a beloved lover.
“Hic, who are you… no… don’t…”
Before she realized it, she was completely naked, and the man was nestled between her legs, sucking on her most intimate spot. Psyche, with her weak hands, repeatedly moved as if she were either grasping his hair or pushing him away, uncertain of her intentions. However, when a sharp sensation shot through her waist, she instinctively grabbed his head tightly as if urging him to suck harder.
