She's actually not too passionate about jewelry. Different from the modern and minimalist trend in Korea, the items displayed here are often too classic, oversized and cumbersome. Therefore, even if it was a gem, she did not care much. They even reminded her of the large, fake jewelry she played with as a child, making her feel uncomfortable.
But the necklace Varkan just took out is completely different, right from its brilliance. It is not just ordinary jewelry, but an item worthy of being called a 'treasure' or 'precious item'.
“Are they all diamonds, perhaps?”
Irel caressed the gems that decorated the necklace like a moonlit chandelier. How much are they worth? Her fingertips trembled with timidity, and Varkan smiled brightly when he saw that.
"It is the treasure of the Glacia Merchant Guild. Crafted from the highest quality diamonds mined in Winterfall Gorge, they are called 'Snowflower Diamonds' because they are whiter than snow."
“I see… Wait? But, aren't these diamonds pink?”
Irel was nodding absentmindedly listening to the explanation then narrowed his eyes. She gently ran her fingers over the gems that glowed a pale red color.
‘Um? Why is it stuck on my hand?'
How strange. In terms of color, it looks like…
“Blood?”
The moment she voiced her doubts. The smile on Varkan's face disappeared as if it had never existed.
“That's why I hate people who are too sharp.”
He returned to his usual cold and bored expression, shrugging his shoulders. And he quietly added a sentence as a defense.
"I have no other choice. Because she won't hand it over."
…Refused to hand it over. What did he do?
Irel's face turned white as he looked down at the remaining blood on his fingertips. Varkan calmly grabbed her wrist and used the towel draped over his shoulder to wipe it away. He even carefully wiped off the blood stains on the necklace.
“Maybe it just melted so it's easy to clean.”
Varkan now spoke without reserve, as if he didn't bother to hide it anymore. Irel understood what happened to the previous owner of this bracelet, and she felt solemn. But before the end of the silence for the deceased, a cold bracelet appeared
clack
with a sound, locked tightly around her neck.
“See, it's clean now, right?”
The necklace that had just been cleaned of the dead man's blood looked even colder. A creepy feeling ran down Irel's spine, who was chained by luxury.
'Oh my God.'
It's uncomfortable and scary. Irel put her hands behind her neck, wanting to immediately remove the deadly jewelry hanging around her neck. But before she could touch the lock, Varkan gently grabbed her wrist from behind, holding her tightly.
“Let go, let me go.”
"Why do you want to take it off? It's so beautiful."
If you want to take it off, take off something else. The hot breath whispering made the hairs on her neck stand up.
"There's nothing wrong with gems. I had to work hard to get them for you."
He chuckled, then playfully bit Irel's finger. And from behind, he slid his hand between the front hem of her dress. The large and strong hand pushed the thin fabric aside, pressing it against her soft breast, kneading it from top to bottom.
“It's good to wear clothes, but it's ten times more beautiful to take them off.”
The lazy voice was filled with an extremely seductive lust. He is a man who can become endlessly hot right from the morning.
“I want to strip you off, leaving only this necklace.”
His hand held Irel's head, turning her back. A man just needs a glance or a wave of his hand to make a woman pregnant, look at her and smile dreamily.
"Shall we have sex? That kind of fucking."
His eyes contained the most naked desire.
“Because just seeing an elegant lady like you makes my cock get hard.”
“But, my family will be there later.”
Irel tried to laugh while feeling cornered. However, contrary to the calm tone, her body secretly prepared to escape because it felt dangerous.
“So, now don't…”
“Where are you going?”
Varkan's long fingers tightened around the necklace around her neck. Therefore, Irel was forced to stop. She was afraid that if she moved, this expensive necklace might break.
“Varkan…”
Irel, bound by the beautiful chain, looked up at him with a sad expression. She pointed to her hair lavishly decorated with diamonds and her dress, then begged.
"I've prepared very carefully. If everything goes wrong..."
“It's okay if you don't damage it.”
Huh? His tone, which gradually lost its respect, revealed its true nature. Golden eyes looked at her under intense red eyelashes. With eyes about to explode, Varkan whispered softly.
"It'll be fine. You've been doing really well lately."
"Good job? What?"
“Gently rotate, without damaging anything.”
His eyes, gliding up and down her trembling body, narrowed and smiled. Satisfied, like a beast that has just successfully hunted its prey.
“Ah, huh… um…”
"You have to stick out your butt more. Straighten your back."
“Sniff, but… Ah!”
"If you keep your head down, your hair will get messy. Do you still want to do that?"
The question that does not seek an answer is even more tantalizing. Especially when he was lying on the sofa and letting her ride him on top.
Reluctantly having to 'ride' in an unprecedented way, Irel glared at him with tears in her eyes. Fortunately, she had taken off her elaborate outer dress, but wearing only a petticoat and sitting on top of the man made her feel extremely lustful.
Varkan slid his hand under the thin petticoat and grabbed her thigh. He pulled her legs, which were supported by her knees, wider. The bond became deeper, and a muffled moan escaped Irel's lips.
“Ah hutt…!!”
This is absurd. Due to her posture, her body weight pressed down
stuff
His cock filled her even more tightly. Being pushed so deep that it filled a place that shouldn't have been opened, Irel's whole body trembled.
“Stop, please.”
Is that how you feel? Her sobbing nasal voice seemed to make her cry
stuff
His is even bigger.
"My bride is full of water. Tears, and down here."
Before starting to move, he slowly licked his lips with his tongue, moistening it. And used his surprisingly hot hand to trace between her clitoral lips, caressing the tight opening. His smile became even stronger when his fingertips were covered with shiny love fluid, which drenched the entire sensitive mucous membrane.
"Ah ah! No, don't..."
Irel trembled and sobbed. She looked around as if looking for a place to escape. But the only thing she could touch was his muscular chest and broad shoulders.
"Ah... I really like it. Let's try moving more?"
Every time she struggled, her insides were accidentally twisted and tightened. Thanks to that,
stuff
His penis, which was filling between her beautiful legs, was also squeezed.
Unaware of this, Irel shed tears as she felt it
stuff
His penis grew bigger and bigger, making her feel like it was about to tear. Varkan saw it, pulled the necklace around her neck and kissed her on the lips. He gently coaxed.
"Shh, don't cry. Because every time you cry, I want to take you more brutally."
Of course, his definition of 'coaxing' seems a bit far from the normal category.
"Raise your head. Straighten your back."
“I-I can't…”
"If you keep your head down, your hair will get messy. Do you still want to do that?"
Do you want your family to find out we're doing this, about you being stabbed by me? After asking that, he pushed hard from below. Irel shook his head. She placed her slender arms on his chest muscles, trying to straighten her back. Varkan saw that, his eyes curved sharply.
“So beautiful.”
When she straightened her back, a better angle appeared. Of course, it was a good angle for him to brutally penetrate inside her.
“Ugh, um…”
The rhythm of the hips, which was initially slow and swaying, suddenly became rough. Mỗi khi dương vật cứng cáp của hắn quậy tung bên trong rồi tuột ra ngoài, dịch ái ân lại trào ra một chút, không thể chịu nổi những chuyển động thô bạo.
He began thrusting hard, crushing the intercourse area that had become softer because it was wet. His large hands grabbed her waist and hips, continuously pounding on his body. Every time
stuff
His penis poked in, opening the hole wide, her breathing quickened again.
“Whoosh, slow down… Ah! Slow down… Hoot!!”
It felt like being driven down on a thick wooden stake. Every time her butt fell, the mass that hit between her legs was terrifying. Mỗi khi bị thứ nặng nề và nóng bỏng đó xuyên thấu, lưng cô tự khắc cong lên, và một cơn khoái cảm rợn người lan khắp cơ thể.
"Do you feel it? Your 'little girl' is filled up."
Having been swallowed so hard like this, even if he tried to tease her, he would still hit a sensitive spot. Varkan, who knew this well, chuckled and rubbed his plump buttocks. Because she was pulled by the big hand, the gap between her legs widened even more.
“Aah!”
Can't stand it anymore. With the feeling running down his spine, Irel shivered and leaned back. Through the thin layer of petticoat, her round breasts like white peaches clearly showed their shape.
Seeing that, Varkan's eyes lost their smile.