Towards the Winter Cabin of Serenity and Madness, Cinderella Runs - Chapter 26
Kyden lifted Roel into the air and placed her atop his body. Caught off guard, Roel sat on him, shaking her head in confusion and embarrassment.
“Then just go to sleep.”
“……”
As if he expected this reaction, Kyden pulled Roel closer, laying her down and gently stroking the back of her head, urging her to sleep with comforting pats on the back.
Roel blinked atop his body. Indeed, she found herself unable to sleep.
Suddenly, Roel remembered that her recent nights were filled with either intense love-making that left her faint or exhausted to the point of collapse. She realized she couldn’t comfortably fall asleep without her body being pushed to its limits.
Tormented by dreadful thoughts, she tossed and turned, only to be plagued by nightmares once asleep.
You have stolen my nights.
Roel had taken Howson’s life, and Howson’s ghost had taken her peaceful nights. It was the scratching of nails on the bed sheet just before death that had stolen her nights.
Cursing Howson’s ghost, Roel reached for Kyden’s trousers. Kyden, unaware Roel would go so far, lifted his head in astonishment.
“….you’ll do it?”
“Yes.”
Her face was determined. Kyden was already half-aroused by the mere act of holding Roel.
She pressed her dry lower body against his thick, heavy manhood, feeling only a rough and overwhelming discomfort as if forcing a stick down her throat.
“Ugh.”
Despite the discomfort, Roel continued with her strenuous movements, her face twisted in pain. Unable to watch anymore, Kyden held her shoulders.
“Haa, move aside.”
He changed their position, attempting to ease her unskilled efforts. He thought himself not particularly adept, but Roel was even less so.
Thinking to thrust into such a dry place recklessly. Was she so innocent she didn’t realize she could hurt herself, or was it folly?
Kyden laid her down and swallowed her lips. They shared hot breaths as he spread her red flesh and drew her tongue in. Biting down on the tip of her chest, he sucked on the plump n-pple, making Roel’s breathing roughen.
“Ah…”
Her body was naive yet honest, yielding to his touch as he caressed her ribs and flanks, and parted her flesh.
She obediently followed his lead, her body responding even as her inner self did not. Her lower half grew moist while her face flushed, unaware, as she bit back moans and tightly clenched the sheets with eyes closed.
This reaction made Kyden uncomfortable, feeling as if Roel had locked all doors to her world, leaving him outside that was longing for entry.
“Roel.”
His mouth went dry with an odd anxiety. Despite possessing her every night, something still felt unattainable.
“Roel, look at me.”
But Roel kept her eyes firmly shut, igniting Kyden’s frustration and desire to probe her true feelings.
Why does she look so displeased after being the one initiating this? What’s the issue with making such a disgusting face? Did she harbor feelings for another man? Didn’t she flee because she didn’t want to marry?”
He quickly dismissed these sudden insecurities as baseless worries.
The thought of his wife leaving or being unfaithful while he was away was a concept Kyden found pathetic. It was especially common among knights prone to jealousy due to their frequent absences.
He scoffed at the idea of acting like those men. After all, Roel had nowhere to flee or turn to; any threat lurking around their cabin could easily be dealt with. There was nothing to worry about.
Gathering his thoughts, Kyden’s anxiety faded. Replaced by a sense of spaciousness in his heart. There was no way she didn’t like it. If Roel had, she wouldn’t have initiated anything. It must be shyness.
“Rushing in only to act innocent.”
Kyden teased, causing Roel’s eyes to quiver. Roel, opening her eyes and glared at him brightly.
“….What are you waiting for, just do it.”
“I’m getting ready.”
“Ready for what?”
“Waiting until this place is wet enough. It would be foolish to proceed otherwise.”
Roel was taken aback. Foolish, indeed. It was criticism she did not want to hear from someone who spent the night in foolish endeavors.
Kyden slid his hand between Roel’s legs, gently touching the soaked warmth.
“Huu, just do it.”
Roel gasped, the sensation causing her thighs to clench. Her previously unresponsive body was now ruled by pleasure. Even a slight odd move from Kyden brought on tingling arousal.
Roel, unfamiliar with this sensation, begged him to continue. But Kyden wouldn’t listen, eagerly touching her more as Roel showed signs of feeling. Even as Roel said to just do it, Kyden continued to rub more persistently. His rough fingers stirring, probing the small opening.
