Dear Eddert - Chapter 4 (M)

Hye-mi threw out the questions chaotically, trying not to fixate on the deep furrows carved into his brow.

“I don’t think I’ve gone crazy… but what is this?”

Am I dead? Who are you?

“You’re not crazy,” the man said flatly.

In an instant, he was no longer standing at the foot of her bed. He was at her bedside, moving with unnatural speed despite his enormous frame.

“Someone as strong as you could never go mad.”

Hye-mi felt herself teetering on the edge of consciousness, her mind threatening to shut down from the overwhelming fear. She groaned, trying to sit up, but her body remained frozen.

“Explanations can wait,” he said curtly.

The thin blanket covering her was swept off in a single motion, fluttering to the floor. Hye-mi’s eyes widened in horror.

Is this how I die? she thought, trembling as she imagined his massive hands closing around her throat.

But his movements defied her expectations.

“I’ve waited for you far too long,” he said, exhaling deeply.

He removed his hood, revealing his face fully for the first time.

The man was nothing like Benedict. His features were strikingly sharp and bold, each detail of his face etched with an intensity that demanded attention. His dark, wolfish aura reminded her of a predator personified—an embodiment of raw strength and dominance.

It was the kind of face that seared itself into memory, impossible to forget. But she had no time to process the sheer force of his presence before he began to shed the dark cloak wrapped around his body.

“W-what are you doing?!” Hye-mi cried, panic rising in her voice.

The heavy fabric fell away soundlessly, leaving his powerful form exposed.

“We’re leaving,” he said, his voice resolute. “Your soul doesn’t belong here.”

His words barely registered in Hye-mi’s panicked mind.

“W-what…?”

The man’s body, now fully revealed, was even more overwhelming than Hye-mi had imagined. His massive, bronzed frame was covered with scars—evidence of countless battles. The sunlight streaming through the window made his skin glisten with a golden hue.

Completely naked.

His broad shoulders formed a sharp, square angle, and the bulging muscles of his chest and arms looked as though they might burst. His abdomen was carved into distinct abs, like they had been chiseled from stone, and his thighs—thick and powerful—resembled massive boulders.

But what truly froze Hye-mi in place was the unmistakable monstrosity rising between those thighs. It stood erect, veined, and grotesquely large, like a weapon unto itself.

“Haa…”

She exhaled sharply, her breath hitching in her chest. Shock and terror consumed her.

The man climbed onto her small bed, causing the mattress to sink under his weight. The metal frame groaned loudly in protest. As he moved to straddle her, Hye-mi trembled violently, unable to take her eyes off him.

“W-what are you doing…” she stammered, her voice faint.

The single mattress dipped further as the man’s knees enclosed her on either side. Hye-mi remained seated, paralyzed, as though she’d been tied down. She could only turn her head away and gasp for air.

“Come with me,” the man demanded.

“P-please… spare me…”

The instinctive plea slipped from her lips in a whisper. The man’s face contorted briefly with what looked like anguish.

“…Look at me, Eden.”

His rugged face loomed mere inches from hers. Beneath thick brows were intense, almond-shaped eyes that burned with a deep, fiery brown. His nose was prominent and sharply defined, and his lips were full and richly colored. It was the kind of face that struck deep into the memory, impossible to forget.

But it wasn’t just the strength of his features—it was the way he looked at her.

His eyes blazed, pulling her into their depths. It was impossible to meet his gaze without feeling as though she were being consumed.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about… please… disappear,” Hye-mi stuttered, her lips trembling. She wanted to clasp her hands in a desperate plea, but her body refused to obey her.

“I’ll do anything—just let me live. I’ll get my act together, I swear.”

Tears welled up in her eyes, a hot surge of regret and fear. The petty fight she’d had with her mom now seemed so meaningless.

“Don’t try to run from me,” the man growled, his voice low and seething.

His fiery gaze bore into her, filled with an intensity she couldn’t fathom. How could someone look at her like this, with such raw, burning emotion?

Why are you looking at me like that? What did I ever do to you?

“I won’t lose you again,” he said, his husky voice roughened with emotion.

Before she could react, his large hand shot forward, gripping the back of her head. The sudden force sent a shiver down her spine, and she had no choice but to lock eyes with him.

His face was so close, his breath warm and heavy against her cheek.

“Haa… ah…”

Hot.

The hand that held her nape felt like a brand, burning through her skin. His exhalation, so close to her face, was searing. Every part of him radiated heat—proof, once again, that this wasn’t a dream.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Her heart pounded violently, pumping heat through her entire body. She felt trapped, her gaze tethered to his.

“Why are you doing this to me…” she whispered, tears spilling from her wide eyes.

At her pleading words, the man bit down on his lower lip as if trying to suppress something. His expression softened briefly before he spoke again, his voice heavy with guilt.

“I’m sorry I came too late.”

Hye-mi couldn’t escape him, nor could she tear her gaze away from those terrifyingly intense eyes. His stare burned into her, filled with a raw, desperate yearning and a heartbreaking longing that made her shudder.

“I’m sorry for what I put you through—for leaving you in that state and causing you so much pain. I’m so sorry, Eden.”

His deep brown eyes glistened with unshed tears, even as the heat of his breath against her skin seemed to grow fiercer.

“And yet… despite my audacity… I still wish to stay by your side.”

The moment she felt something impossibly hard pressing against her thigh, Hye-mi instinctively understood what was about to happen.

“Forgive me.”

The realization struck like a lightning bolt—this man intended to have her.

“No…!”

His large hands gripped the hem of her oversized T-shirt, the makeshift pajamas she had thrown on that morning. The fabric gave way with a brutal ripping sound, shredded horizontally in a flash. His strength was so overwhelming, it left no room for her to process the shock.

“W-wait…!” she gasped, her voice trembling.

“Please,” he whispered hoarsely, his voice breaking. “Please come back to me, Eden.”

His massive hand, trembling with an unexpected gentleness, brushed her cheek. The anguish in his gaze poured out so openly, so painfully, that it momentarily overshadowed Hye-mi’s fear.

What could possibly drive this massive, terrifying man to such desperation?

Fear still gripped her, but somewhere in its shadow, faint curiosity and an inexplicable pang of sorrow began to creep in. This man, pleading in a voice soaked with despair, was utterly sincere.

“Eden… please, wake up. Wake up and punish me,” he murmured, his fiery eyes locked onto hers.

His tall, prominent nose brushed against her own, trailing down to press gently against her cheek. Her heart hammered so violently that it felt as though it might leap out of her chest.

“Hgh…!”

His lips captured hers in a sudden, forceful kiss. It wasn’t tender or patient; it was all-consuming. His mouth latched onto hers with such intensity that she felt as though she were being devoured.

The sheer force of his hungry gaze was too much to face, and Hye-mi closed her eyes tightly, trying to shut out everything.

Her mind spun. He wasn’t a man—he was a beast. Every movement, every action was precise, calculated, and predatory, like a hunter pouncing on its prey.

His thick, searing tongue pushed past her lips without hesitation, invading her small mouth as though it had always belonged there. She couldn’t breathe. Her chest tightened, and her thoughts screeched to a halt like a computer crashing into an error.

This can’t be real…

“Mmgh… Mmph…!”

The man instinctively sought out her tongue as it retreated, entwining his own forcefully and sucking hard. Their lips were pressed together with not even the slightest gap. The more Hye-mi tried to pull away, the deeper he devoured her.

“Ahh… Mm…”

As if determined to draw out the very root of her tongue, the man sucked her intensely before seeming to pause, letting out a sigh and pulling away. Thinking he had stopped, she opened her eyes, but it was a mistake.

His gaze, hot enough to warm her, burned red as his eyes narrowed. He looked as though he might cry at any moment.

Why? Why on earth…?

There was no chance to ask why he wore such a sorrowful expression.

“Hah… Hah…”

The man pressed his broad tongue against hers, then began rubbing it like a dog. The vivid sensation of the soft ridges brushing against each other sent a wave of heat rushing through Hye-mi’s body, as if she had stepped into a steaming furnace.

Could a kiss be this desperate, this sticky and intense? Her head spun, a tingling dizziness coursing through her scalp.

“Hah… Hah…”
As her lips instinctively pressed shut, the man pried them open again. His tongue swept over her palate, curling firmly and tangling with hers, making saliva well up uncontrollably beneath her molars. While sucking up the pooling saliva, he gently caressed her earlobe with his hand, kneading it with slow, deliberate motions.

The man moved instinctively, as though driven by the urge to open her body. Hye-mi’s entire being burned with heat, an uncontrollable physical response. Adding to the intensity was the deep, anguished look in his eyes, desperate as they gazed at her.

“Ahh…!”

Unable to move a single finger, Hye-mi trembled uncontrollably, a soft moan escaping her lips. The man, having finally released her tongue, let his lips trail toward her ear. Their mingled saliva trickled slowly down from the corner of his mouth.

“Hah… Eden…”

The man muttered an unfamiliar name repeatedly, like a madman. Yet, it was Hye-mi who felt as though she were about to lose her mind. Between her legs, she was soaked, wet from the fluid that had trickled down. It was a consequence of the ravenous, beast-like kiss they had shared.

As if her body burning up from her first-ever kiss wasn’t overwhelming enough, his longing gaze and the fervent tone of his voice, as if he were addressing a lover, left her thoughts in disarray.

“Ahh!”

His solid, log-like arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close. Before she could register what was happening, her body was lifted into the air and gently placed on the bed. He handled her, an adult woman, as if she were a light, delicate doll made of cotton.

But that wasn’t the only thing that shocked her.

“Ah…!”

The man’s hands touched her knees, and in one swift motion, her legs were spread apart. Impossible. Hye-mi’s pupils dilated in shock at the suddenness of it all.

Something maddeningly soft and hot pressed against her most sensitive area. Startled, she struggled, her legs flailing in protest, but it was futile.

“Mmgh…!”

The man’s tongue, which had his face buried in her vagina, licked her clitoris while turning it. Warm love juice flowed out from the swollen inner walls. The sensation of it bursting from her vagina made her head tingle. Hye-mi couldn’t stand the stimulation and had no choice but to grab the sheets.

“Ah, ah… Eung…!”

The man began to suck her vagina in earnest. His lips, which had pierced her labia minora, tickled the core of her pleasure and licked the love juice that flowed out. Her thighs, tightly held by the man’s arms, trembled at the pleasure of the softest mucous membranes colliding.

“No, ah… ah, no… “Huh!”

The climax didn’t take long. Her waist wiggled freely, and pleasure exploded in her hot body. The man sucked her pussy even more fiercely. Only after Hye-mi let out a sobbing moan and reached climax did the man lift his face from between her legs. Her face, which was a mess from the glistening love juice, had become even darker.

“I can’t wait anymore, Eden.”

The man gasped hotly with a pained face. The man’s knees squeezed between Hye-mi’s legs, who was trembling in the afterglow of her climax. His thick, fiery penis touched her narrow vagina. Hye-mi, who was squinting her eyes and panting, placed her hand on his rock-like shoulder.

“Hey, wait a minute, huh…!”

The thick glans were rubbed against her vagina, which was soaked with saliva and love juice. It felt like all the blood in her body was rushing to one place. Hye-mi’s inner walls, sensitive to the stimulation, twitched on their own and spat out love juice.

No way. You’re not doing that, are you?

“I can’t stand it. I’ve waited for you too long.”

The man whispered in a trembling voice as if answering Hye-mi’s inner cry. Sweat was dripping down the hand that was covering her cheek.

“Hey, hey… . Over there!” No matter how wet it was, his penis that she had seen with her own eyes was not something a human could accept. Surely he wouldn’t shove something the size of his forearm inside me.

“Wait a minute… . Heuk…!”

Covering her mouth that opened in surprise with his lips again, the man betrayed Hye-mi’s hopes in an instant.

There were no limits to the human body.

“Eum…! Heuk…!”

The man’s blunt glans, which had turned over the shell and revealed its red flesh, entered her vaginal opening heavily, pressing it. The pressure of the thrusting was more intense than the feeling of the soft skin rubbing against each other and rolling inward. Is this what it would feel like to have a large club thrust into your body?

“Heuk!!!”

Hye-mi moaned loudly with her lips engulfed by his tongue, her eyes tightly shut. She had the illusion that the time of insertion was forever. It was impossible to guess how far the thing that was thrusting into her vagina, slicing open her narrow inner walls, would penetrate her body.

“Ahh…!”

What was even more absurd was that her body felt no pain at all. At first, she had heard that it hurt, but this was completely different from the pain she had ever imagined.

Instead of sharp pain or pain, she only felt tremendous pressure. Hyemi’s vagina was sucking the man’s penis deeper into her body, like a tidal flat where her feet in boots would sink deeply. It was because of the magic Benedict had placed on Hyemi’s body, which contained Eden’s soul, but she had lost her memory and could not have known that fact.

‘Ahh. Eden…!’

The man’s voice, boiling with desire, echoed in Hyemi’s head like an auditory hallucination. ‘The time I waited for you was a dark darkness to me.’

His hot hands squeezed her buttocks as if they were going to burst, and finally, he pushed her waist all the way in. The moment he perfectly inserted her, the beastly man’s moan rang in her ears.

‘Fuck… Huh!’