The West Wind's Destination - Chapter 39
“I won’t, huh, do this again without permission. This time, it happened… without me realizing, just, nnhh….”
Aseph’s arms tightened around Bea, the veins on his forearms standing out vividly. But instead of crushing Bea in his embrace, he carefully held her, squeezing every ounce of his waning patience.
“Ha, ggh.”
As Aseph let out a suppressed groan, Bea felt the inside of her become hot and sticky.
The genitalia that seemed petrified and eternally fixed inside her pulsated like a beating heart. The throbbing, vibrating movements were so stimulating that Bea clenched her eyes shut, overwhelmed by the surging pleasure.
After the destructive pleasure, a terrible sense of exhaustion followed. Bea, trembling as if struck by lightning, wept again as Aseph slowly withdrew.
“Huuhk, huh, ah…”
As the member slipped out, clotted fluids dropped heavily. The s-men, which filled her to the brim, leaked out as if a plug had been released.
The fluid that had accumulated inside was scorchingly hot. The trail down her thighs felt searing.
Lying with her eyes closed, Bea finally took a deep breath after Aseph turned her over and laid her down.
After placing Bea beside him and offering his arm, Aseph pressed his lips to her closed eyelids.
“Ha…”
Aseph exhaled a sigh, as if in relief.
The time that felt like both heaven and hell had ended.
“Bea.”
Light kisses, like the flutter of a butterfly’s wings, followed one after another. The lips that settled on her eyelids moved to her forehead, cheeks, bridge of the nose, and finally her lips, touching them lightly.
“Bea.”
When Bea didn’t respond, Aseph called her name again, almost pleading.
Bea responded by barely opening her eyes and looking at him.
“Bea…”
Aseph’s genitalia was still prominently e***t, but to proceed any further would be nothing short of bestial.
The face of Aseph, so close yet far, was indescribable in a single word.
His hair was completely disheveled, his eyes looked dreamy and unfocused, and his face, still flushed with excitement, was as red as if he were intoxicated.
His appearance was reminiscent of the days they lived together in an old lab, when he would gaze at her intently while working. Although his appearance had changed over the years, the essence seemed to remain the same.
Yet, that bizarre phenomenon was beyond her comprehension.
“What exactly… is that?”
Bea asked, panting. Hesitating at first, Aseph then spoke in an uncertain voice.
“Exactly… it’s called the ‘Knot of the Soul’. It’s said to happen when Vilkanos and their one true mate connect their hearts so deeply that they don’t want their bodies to part.”
“Does that even make sense?”
It seemed that as much as Aseph had become accustomed to Bea’s way of speaking, Bea too was getting used to Aseph’s manner of speaking.
That so-called ‘Knot of the Soul’ had been described in a noble manner, but…. the essence of it was exactly as experienced.
Like a dog, or rather a wolf, it was no different from the act of making one’s genitalia larger during mating to prevent separation, continuing the intercourse while connected. The amount of s-men seemed so excessive that it felt like her belly was bloating with fluid alone. The term ‘knotting’ was undoubtedly meant for such occasions.
Yet, to simply dismiss Aseph as a beastly brute didn’t seem entirely accurate either, considering his behavior.
When their eyes met, Aseph, seemingly not knowing what to do, kissed her face all over.
“Bea, it’s exactly that. I don’t want to be apart from you… Would you please stay here? With me?”
“…….”
“I will do my best. Please don’t say you’ll leave right away. Just give me one chance.”
Aseph thought it best to keep her close. If she moved away, he might not even get the chance to try anything, and their hearts would drift further apart.
As Bea remained silent, staring at him, Aseph, still anxious despite their recent intimacy, urged her gently.
“Bea, please stay by my side…”
After a long, earnest gaze, the lips that had only wept during their lovemaking finally opened.
“What will you be expecting from me while staying here, Aseph?”
“Ah, Bea!”
Suddenly, Aseph embraced her tightly, as if overjoyed by her mere words.
“Nothing, I expect nothing. Just be with me. Stay by my side… and keep calling me Aseph.”
“But that’s different from what you said before.”
“No, it’s not. Bea, actually today… I came to apologize for what happened.”
Their foreheads touched. In his cool gaze, a pair of warm-colored eyes looked back, filled with passion.
“I don’t want to threaten you or force you into any research. I was just desperate to keep you here, so I said those foolish things. I did it out of fear that you might leave immediately, trying to buy even a little more time.”
“…….”
Bea frowned.
Aseph’s words were always a bit difficult to grasp directly. He spoke in circumlocutions and metaphors. Most of the time, in ways that Bea couldn’t quite understand.
“Bea.”
Aseph was aware of this aspect of Bea. But it didn’t diminish his regard for her. Rather, he found it endearing, thinking it was just like Bea.
However, Aseph realized he needed to be more direct now. He decided to speak in a way that might seem undignified to other nobles.
“I love you. I love you, Bea.”
