“Why does it have to be me?” Irel avoided his hand, turned her head away and asked. Varkan playfully stroked her soft cheek, but did not easily answer the question. Unlike his usual impulsive and erratic self, he seemed to be thinking.
“…Because it looks like it would be interesting.” After a moment of infatuation, he suddenly replied. It was a low and sweet voice that seemed to cling to her ears, but Irel was not fooled.
“I'm a boring person.”
"Enjoyment is an extremely subjective emotion. You are arbitrarily judging the joy we feel."
His hand, originally gentle and soft like a feather, suddenly squeezed Irel's slender chin. And he forced her to open her closed eyes to look at him.
Irel reluctantly lifted his heavy eyelids. And the moment her eyes met Varkan, who was pressing on top of her, she took a deep breath.
“You are interesting enough, Irel Elorance.” Varkan, who had crushed her body under him in the blink of an eye, curled his red lips into a smile. And he bowed his head, leaned close to her ear, where the hairs stood up from tension, and whispered:
“Especially when you're broken.”
Pure malice flashed across his arrogant, smiling face. His eyes seemed to be calculating what to do to completely destroy her. At this point, it's better for him to have a grudge. Irel closed her eyes tightly, trying to hide the despair rising in her eyes.
Immediately after, the fingers that grabbed her chin slowly slid down along the slender line of her neck. And they stopped in the deep hollow between her breasts, after grazing her collarbone.
“You said you want to go home?” Varkan asked in a seductive tone.
“Will you let me go home?” Irel's eyes lit up, she unconsciously asked again in a pleading voice. Even though she knew it was a trap, the bait was so sweet that she couldn't help but bite.
She had gone out and said she was going to the hat shop with Beatrice, so the house must have been turned upside down. Her family was especially worried and protective of their daughter who was chosen to be a Receiver. So how worried will they be now?
Irel remembered Luiza's urgent voice searching for her when she got out of the carriage before. She also missed the warm embrace of Luiza, who burst into tears and hugged her after finding her. Not only that. Her brother, Michael, and her father, Calver, also genuinely care and worry about her. Even though they weren't her real family, at least while living in Irel's body, they were no different from her family.
So Irel wants to return. Away from this scary mansion and this cruel man, back to the warm home where they are waiting.
“Of course I have to let you go.”
"Really?"
“However, not now.” Varkan was completely toying with her. Irel was tired of being a clown, hanging around in his hands.
“What should I do?” Irel pleaded. Varkan smiled deeply and caressed the front of her bra. It was a gesture with clear intentions.
“As you know, we haven't known each other long, so we don't yet have mutual trust.”
“…”
“Then, prove to me. That you are a trustworthy person.”
Irel's eyes were shocked by those words. Being observant, she quickly understood what Varkan wanted. She just doesn't want to admit it.
“Well, it's useless to look at me with those lovely eyes.” Varkan gently kissed Irel's distorted, about to cry face. His lips touched and left as lightly as a feather, but the aftertaste left behind was extremely strong.
"You know. What to do."
The hand slid down her waist, gently caressing her hip, as if it were nothing. But what was more revealing than his gestures were his eyes. The male's pure eyes wanted to penetrate deep into her, stir her up, bite her until she was purple all over, and shoot all over her legs, leaving traces of possession.
At this point, Irel just wanted to burst into tears. She wanted to push him away immediately and escape this terrible place. But there was nowhere for her to run away.
In addition, her family's safety is also at stake, the choice has been decided. Just like he said, this was a game where winning and losing were predetermined.
‘If that's the case.’ She would lose anyway, so she had to minimize what she lost. Since he caught Varkan's eye, becoming his Receiver was inevitable. She had tried her best to resist before, but still vaguely predicted this outcome.
But there's one thing she can still change. It's to protect Irel's family. If you do nothing here and let yourself be dragged away, your family will protect you instead. And Varkan, who does not tolerate interference, will kill them all to completely grasp Irel in his hands.
‘It was like a nightmare back then.’ She had to do something before that happened. Right. This is inevitable. Even though it's not my body, this is to protect my family, so Irel Elorance will definitely understand.
Irel trembled and gently pushed the hand that was on her body away. And before Varkan could frown, she began to unbutton her bra herself.
“Indeed it's smart.” Varkan willingly withdrew his hand, uttering words that were unclear whether they were praise or ridicule. And after watching Irel struggling to take off her bra for a while, he stopped her.
“Your effortless appearance is quite cute…”
“But I prefer to tear.” Varkan whispered, grabbed the hem of her bra with both hands and tore it off.
Swoosh—!
The soft silk let out a pitiful cry and was torn to shreds. Therefore, the cold air touched the white breasts exposed under the light. Her skin was covered in goosebumps for just a moment, then a surprisingly hot hand grabbed her breast, as if wanting to melt it.
“I thought you were skinny, but it turns out they're bigger than I thought.” Unlike his hot body temperature, his tone was dry, as if he was evaluating a display item. Varkan, who grabbed and released her hand a few times, enjoyed the soft feeling, then used his other hand to stroke down her leg.
“I like this side more than my chest.” He looked like he wanted to stab her between her legs right away. Enjoying the feeling of caressing the soft skin of her inner thighs, he finally spread her legs wide.
Irel bit her lip and turned her head to the side, preparing for what was about to happen. This is not a voluntary act of both parties. Although it pretended to be transactional, it was clearly close to Varkan's unilateral violation of her. Therefore, she felt there was no reason to cooperate with this action. Irel thought so, but quickly realized it was a naive thought.
"I felt it last time, but you are indeed beautiful. Perhaps because you were raised delicately, even this place is like a flower." Varkan used two fingers to open the trembling folds of her private parts, exclaiming in surprise. His intention was clearly to make her embarrassed.
“The color, shape, even taste are perfect, but the flaw is… it's too small.” He sighed after rubbing her entrance a few times with his middle finger. He seemed both regretful and slightly uncomfortable.
“With this, how can I crash?”
Faced with that reproachful tone, her legs unconsciously retracted. Varkan then grabbed her ankle, thinner than his wrist, preventing her from closing.
"Spread out. Wider."
Varkan's face, uttered in an imposing tone, was burning with fierce fire. His golden eyes, devoid of any trace of laughter, were clouded with anticipation for the action to come.
“Ah…” Fingers with rough and angular joints began to probe her entrance. Unlike the man's handsome face, his fingertips were quite rough, but that made the feeling of rubbing even more stimulating. Her body gradually began to respond to the caress, which she initially thought was a bit rough. Once the bottom is wet, it is no longer painful or uncomfortable.
Instead, a hot feeling gradually rose from the soft fingers massaging her opening and gently poking inside. Her inner walls, which were stiff with tension, slowly began to melt, something she could feel herself. After that, it even shrank regretfully every time his finger pulled out, so it was impossible for Varkan not to know.
"Like it? I felt it last time, but your body is really sensitive."
“Breathing while there's a man's finger buried underneath, it's so lewd.” Even though she was playfully scolded, she didn't even feel embarrassed. Every time her thick knuckles moved in and out of her entrance, and her fingertips rubbed against the inner wall, her body felt like it was flying. The sound of water splashing from the love juice that had drenched her thighs echoed so clearly that she could hear it herself.
"There's too much secretion. Do you want to do this with me that much?" With both her bottom and ears being teased at the same time, her mind felt like it was going crazy.