Chapter warning: this chapter contains scenes of sexual content. Please be warned before proceeding.
“Let go. I have something to say.”
“No.”
Thud. He pulled her into an embrace and they both fell onto the bed. His cold hand slid up her thigh, lifting the hem of her chemise, traveling over her waist and then higher. His hand stopped at her chest.
“Ah… ha…”
His large hand cupped her small breast, pressing and kneading it skillfully. Charlotte instinctively curled up under his touch, her body reacting to the familiar yet overwhelming sensation.
“Ah… ah…”
Richard, lying beside her, slowly moved his hand downward. He pulled off her drawers, parted her folds, and slipped his fingers inside. As Charlotte tensed her thighs at the sudden intrusion, he kissed her neck soothingly.
“Ah… ah…”
With her vision filled with darkness, every touch felt more intense. As she moaned softly, Charlotte reached for the candle on the nightstand, but a large hand pressed hers down.
“Mm… no… ah…”
“Charlotte.”
Richard turned her over completely, pulling her chemise off over her head. He positioned himself over her and began kissing his way down her spine. A shiver ran through her, making her gasp.
“Ha… ah!”
He nibbled her skin here and there, as if marking his territory, leaving red bite marks that he licked soothingly. He continued down to her peach-like bottom.
“What did you do today?”
“I… went to the orphanage… ah…”
“You go there almost every day.”
“Ah… no, don’t!”
His hot, wet breath touched her most sensitive area. As Charlotte tried to squirm away, he tied her hands with something soft. It felt like silk—a necktie, perhaps.
“Kneel.”
“No… I can’t…”
The shame was overwhelming. Even though they were alone in a guest room, this was still someone else’s house. This was too much…
“You have time to think?”
He whispered harshly, commanding her.
“Kneel.”
Easily overpowering her, Richard positioned himself behind her and buried his face in her sex.
“Ah… ah!”
The sensation was electric, making her throw her head back. His long tongue darted inside, licking her inner walls. After tormenting her for a while, he found her most sensitive spot, sending waves of pleasure crashing over her. Her juices flowed freely.
Richard, savoring her taste like nectar, finally unbuckled his belt. He grabbed Charlotte’s head, turning her face to meet his for a kiss.
“…”
She was too exhausted to respond. Unfazed, Richard lifted her weakened hips. He pressed her clit between his fingers, making her shiver and gasp.
“Ah… ah…”
“Your hole is twitching. It’s a sight to see.”
“Ugh… sob… ah…”
“Have you ever seen dogs in heat before?”
The sight was quite something. A woman, his woman, on her knees like a bitch in heat, panting from the overwhelming pleasure. Sometimes he wanted to choke her while she slept peacefully, but then he’d want to hold her close and comfort her.
“I’m going to mate with you.”
“Ah…”
Charlotte shook her head at his crude, almost naked words. Seeing her stubborn pride, Richard smirked and pressed down harder on her clit.
“Ah… Aaaah!”
Charlotte’s body stiffened and convulsed as she moaned. Without giving her a moment to come down from her climax, he pushed into her, his thick, heavy member reaching the entrance of her womb in one thrust.
“Aaah!”
“You’re so tight. It’s worth the effort of taming you.”
He patted her head as if praising her. Then, he pulled out almost completely before thrusting back in. Her body, propped up on her elbows with her wrists bound, shook with each movement. Her breasts bounced with the rhythm.
“Ah… ah… mm…”
Richard gripped her hips firmly and began to thrust slowly but powerfully.
“Ah… ah… ha… mm…”
As the pain faded and the pleasure took over, her instincts kicked in. The room filled with the sounds of their flesh slapping together, her moans, and the wet sounds of their union. Charlotte’s body, lost in the sensation, started moving in sync with his thrusts.
“Aaah… ha… ah!”
Even though the room was dark, her vision went white as she reached her peak. She grabbed the soft pillow with both hands, her body trembling in orgasm.
“Aaaah…!”
Richard, holding her trembling body, increased his pace. One hand greedily squeezed her breast, while the other tormented her clit. His rough, pounding movements sent her freshly climaxed body into another frenzy.
“Ha… ah… mm…!”
Just as she thought she might lose her mind from the overwhelming pleasure, his relentless movements stopped. Gripping her buttocks tightly, Richard came.
“Ugh.”
“Aaah…!”
Another climax shattered her senses, the world around her breaking apart. Hot liquid filled her insides, and Charlotte passed out.
When she opened her eyes again, it was the next morning, with the sun just starting to rise. As she lifted her heavy eyelids, she found herself covered by a thick blanket up to her shoulders. The bed sheets that had been soiled with their fluids were clean, and her body, once drenched in sweat, felt fresh.
“Ah…”
As she tried to get out of bed, a sharp pain shot up from her intimate area. She collapsed to the floor, and just then, the door opened silently. Before she could see who it was, she was lifted back into the bed by strong arms.
“Richard.”
“Don’t go out today.”
“I have to. I’m fine.”
She had promised Deon. She didn’t want to be an adult who broke promises. As she stubbornly tried to get up again, Richard clicked his tongue in annoyance.
“Your pointless stubbornness hasn’t changed.”
“I have to go.”
“Then go with me.”
“But…”
“Are you refusing?”
His growling tone made her surrender immediately. After all, she did have something to ask him…
“Alright. Let’s do that. Just don’t get in my way.”
“So, you’re telling me not to bother you.”
“Ouch!”
Richard pinched her nose playfully.
“That hurts!”
Charlotte glared at him, but he just laughed and bent down to give her another playful bite, holding her tightly as she tried to wriggle free.
“Charlotte.”
His gentle touch and soft voice, which she hadn’t felt in a long time, made her stop struggling. Richard buried his face in her pale neck, feeling her rapid pulse. It had been a while since he held her when she wasn’t stiff with resistance.
“I can’t breathe…”
“Shh.”
He stroked her cheek with the back of his hand and tucked her hair behind her ear.
“Get some sleep.”
His voice was soft and quiet, a stark contrast to the harshness from earlier. Feeling a sudden wave of emotion, Charlotte let herself relax and closed her eyes. Sleep came quickly.
***
Contrary to Charlotte’s expectation that Richard would have no talent for dealing with children, he was quite popular at the orphanage.
“Pick me up!”
It was a strange sight. Despite not saying anything particularly kind or using a gentle touch, the children took to him immediately. Even Deon reached out to him, and Charlotte, watching from a distance, muttered to herself.
“…Is it because of his face?”
“Miss?”
“It must be because of his face. Right?”
Otherwise, it didn’t make sense for him to gain followers so quickly. Looking for confirmation, she saw Kana nod awkwardly.
“Yes…”
“You don’t look well. Are you feeling sick today?”
Charlotte asked offhandedly, noticing Kana’s pale complexion. Realizing the insensitivity of her question, she quickly shut her mouth. Kana, fidgeting with her hands, spoke in a small voice.
“Miss, my brother…”
Charlotte glanced at Richard, surrounded by children, and led Kana to a corner. She whispered softly.
“I mentioned it to him.”
Charlotte had brought it up over a late breakfast in the guest room after a bit more sleep.
“I have a favor to ask. There’s someone named Kana who helps me. Her brother’s whereabouts are unknown. Could you look into it?”
“Why should I?”
“I just… I would appreciate it. I lost my sister too, so… it tugs at my heart.”
Despite her hesitant words, Richard said nothing in response. She worried it might be too difficult a request. As she fretted over how to tell Kana, Richard stood up and spoke quietly.
“I’ll see what I can find out.”
With that, Charlotte felt relieved and prepared to go to the orphanage.
“Thank you, Miss!”
“It’s nothing. I said I’d help where I can.”
She meant it. She wanted to help in any way she could, knowing the pain and horror of losing a family.
Kana nodded, tears welling up.
“Yes… but it might be difficult.”
“What do you mean?”
“A witness saw my brother last.”
“A witness?”
“He was taken by men in black masks…”
“Oh my god.”
Charlotte gasped, covering her mouth. Just then, Deon’s cries echoed.
“Waaah!”
“I should go. We can talk later.”
“Yes.”
Kana nodded, and Charlotte hurried over to tend to Deon.
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