Die Melusine - Chapter 36 (M)

Had she blacked out for a moment? Still dazed, she became aware of flickering lights coming from somewhere.

Melusine wanted to get up, but her body wouldn’t cooperate. She felt as if her body and senses were disconnected, like she was drifting aimlessly on water. Her body didn’t feel like her own, and she couldn’t fully grasp what was happening…

“Ah!”

Startled, Melusine snapped back to her senses. Her body, now awakened, began hurriedly relaying the sensations it had missed. That’s when her eyes caught sight of a man latched onto her chest.

In an unfamiliar room she had never seen before, the two of them were on a bed.

“K-Kieron? …Ah.”

He was at the center of her chest, gently nibbling on her pink, stiffened nipple with his teeth, only to flick it teasingly with his tongue as if putting on a show.

She wasn’t sure how long it had been, but the swollen, tender flesh throbbed with a dull ache. Her once pale breasts were now covered in countless marks left by him.

“Why’d you wake up?”

Watching her flinch each time he suckled, even while unconscious, had been entertaining.

Kieron’s low, husky voice brushed coolly over her sensitive chest. Overwhelmed by a sudden rush of sensation, her body, which had just ridden a wave of climax, yielded once again, releasing her arousal with disarming ease.

A faint huff of air escaped his lips, a sound Melusine had grown accustomed to, as if he already knew everything without needing to see.

Kieron trailed his tongue along the valley between her breasts, then suddenly buried his face there, inhaling deeply.

His hot breath grazed her bare skin, sending fine chills rippling across her exposed body.

In that moment, Melusine reached out with both arms and embraced the back of his head, holding him close as he nestled against her chest.

It was an impulsive action, driven by a sudden urge. She just felt like doing it. Unlike her bare self, Kieron was fully dressed, with his shirt buttoned all the way up to his neck, and it gave her the unsettling feeling that he might vanish at any moment—just like he had at the banquet earlier.

“A-Are you… going to leave?”

Her voice, hoarse and unsteady, cracked at the end as the words struggled to come out.

He lifted his head, lightly toying with her hair as he gazed silently at her face. The corners of his dark brows lifted slightly before settling back down.

In a situation like this, what on earth was she asking him? Still, it wasn’t entirely unexpected—she was, after all, a foolish fish prone to acting like a naive child.

Who would leave behind such a feast laid out right in front of them, all while standing at attention, ready to burst?

“If I don’t go?”

Kieron replied indifferently, suddenly biting down on the other nipple he’d been idly licking.

“Ah…! I’ll… do anything. Whatever you want.”

“Anything?”

He raised an eyebrow, wondering if she even understood the weight of her own words.

He suckled on Melusine’s breast with such fervor it seemed like he intended to devour it whole, taking in the areola along with her soft flesh. His tongue swirled inside his mouth, teasing her. What had been a pale pink began to deepen in color after his prolonged torment. Her breathy moans, spilling out above his head, grew heavier to match.

“Mmh… Whatever Kieron likes… I’ll… ah!”

He let go of her breast and twisted the sensitive bud between his fingers. The sharp sensation made her furrow her brows in discomfort.

“What I like, huh…”

Trailing off, Kieron slid one hand between Melusine’s thighs.

“I wouldn’t know about that.”

He sounded genuine. There was nothing he truly liked—his life had always been filled with excess, so much that he never even had the chance to figure it out.

And before he could ever grow to like anything, it was always taken away.

Not once had he ever resented that way of living.

“Spread them for me.”

Your body doesn’t seem too bad, after all.

His thumb pressed firmly against the inside of her thigh, parting her legs. Fully exposed was her plump, glistening mound, wet with arousal and devoid of even a trace of hair.

“Wider.”

Melusine tensed her legs and opened them a little further to the sides.

“L-Like this?”

She glanced at Kieron nervously, trying to gauge if she had understood his command correctly. He had now pushed her knees up, forcing her legs to spread fully apart, and was intently observing the space between them.

“Why? …Does it look strange?”

After their first night together, Melusine had once taken a small hand mirror to examine herself below. She had always found it fascinating that her legs resembled a human’s but had never thought to inspect that particular area.

The pale flesh, neatly pressed together like a pair of lips, had puzzled her. She knew his manhood had entered her somehow, but for the life of her, she couldn’t figure out where.

It wasn’t until she spread the folds apart that the inner redness revealed itself, along with a tiny opening that must have been the answer to her curiosity.

But surely not—could it even be possible? There was no way something that large, easily thicker than her forearm, could have fit into such a narrow space.

“Maybe… it’s different?”

As Kieron continued to stare for what felt like an eternity, the thought suddenly struck Melusine. While her legs were similar to a human’s, her reproductive anatomy might be different. Perhaps that’s why he seemed so fascinated—her body might look unusual to him.

“Ah. It is different,” he said.

So, she’d been right. She was about to ask how her body differed from that of a human woman, but before she could, Kieron leaned in and suddenly blew a warm breath against her most sensitive spot.

“Ah!”

Her body tensed. For some reason, she felt even more sensitive than before. The hot gust of air brushing against her wet, exposed flesh sent a tingling sensation all the way down to her ankles.

“Ah…!”

His tongue slowly traced over the sealed folds of her flesh. The sensation was entirely different from when he used his fingers—his wet, soft tongue left a bubbling, frothy trail wherever it licked.

Without realizing it, Melusine’s legs began to tremble involuntarily. Kieron firmly gripped the insides of her knees, then lifted her legs onto his shoulders. The shift caused her hips to rise naturally, pressing her mound against the bridge of his high-bridged nose.

“Ah… mmh…”

Without hesitation, Kieron buried his face deeper between her thighs, fully immersing himself in her most intimate place.

He used his index finger to part the sealed folds, revealing the delicate, red inner flesh. With the tip of his tongue, he flicked sharply at the small, nearly imperceptible entrance, which twitched and oozed in response.

With a soft slurp, he sucked at the tiny opening, drawing in the sweet scent and salty tang that wafted to his nose. The intoxicating mix only made his own need throb even harder.

“Ahh…!”

His tongue explored every inch it touched, relentlessly delving into her, until it found her swollen nub. Gently, he began to roll it between his tongue, coaxing a sharp reaction from Melusine as her hips bucked instinctively.

The way she kept tensing her legs against his shoulders was satisfying to him.

He then took the fully engorged nub between his lips, sucking on it deliberately, making sure the sound was loud and deliberate. The intense suction made her hips jerk upward as if she were trying to escape—or seek more.

For Kieron, sex had always been a means to an end—simply a way to release the tension building inside him. That was it. He’d never seen any reason to pay special attention to a woman’s body, let alone use his mouth on her.

But Melusine’s drenched body… it was different. If he had to put it into words, that was the only way to describe it.

She was quick to respond, almost disarmingly honest in the way her body reacted. Wherever he licked, her body would follow, and wherever he sucked, she’d yield. Wetness spread easily, dripping incessantly, and she pressed herself against him, fueling his curiosity further.

“Kie… ron! Ahk!”

Her voice cracked, her breath catching as her body trembled beneath him.

He pushed his tongue deep into her entrance, piercing through her folds. Melusine gasped and trembled, her breath hitching. Though her walls were tight and resistant, his tongue skillfully explored, dragging along the ridged inner walls and swirling within her.

The stimulation caused warm arousal to gush out in waves, spilling over and coating his tongue.

Her chest felt tight, an unfamiliar sensation spreading through her. It was overwhelming, almost too much to handle.

“It feels… strange…”

Melusine didn’t know what to do, her hands clutching the sheets in desperation. When something hard entered her, it usually hurt at first but would quickly transform into a sharp, almost refreshing sensation. When the deepest parts of her were scraped and pressed, it felt as if the mounting pleasure finally burst free, spilling over in waves.

But now, it was nothing but maddening tension.

The strange, coiling sensation in her lower abdomen refused to subside, lingering instead, amplifying her arousal without relief. It left her feeling anxious, the teasing pushing her to the brink.

It was unbearable. She didn’t want this—didn’t want to be caressed so softly, tickled so delicately, played with like the surface of water rippling underfoot.

No, she wanted to be submerged completely, her body sinking into the depths, consumed entirely.

“P-please… no. Stop, st-stop…!” she whimpered, tears welling up in her frustration.

Kieron had no reason to grant her plea. Instead, he continued to leisurely explore her depths with his tongue, deliberately slow and unrelenting. Melusine squirmed, using her hands and feet to feebly push him away, her soft protests turning into whimpers.

“You said I could do whatever I wanted,” he said, his breath hot against her. Pretending to relent, he let himself be nudged back slightly, only to meet her teary, pleading eyes as she looked up at him.

He’d thought she enjoyed everything so far, but discovering she could resist and say no amused him even more.

As her trembling core continued to leak arousal in small, desperate spurts, he idly traced his fingers over the sensitive flesh and asked,

“So, is it fine for me to leave now?”

Kieron’s teasing words made Melusine’s blue eyes shimmer with desperation.

“No, don’t go! Just… keep… ahh, keep going!”

For a brief moment, he almost burst out laughing at her frantic plea, but the sound never left his lips. Now that he thought about it, the little fish had certainly become much better at talking over time. Her clumsy pronunciation and habit of breaking sentences into fragments were still there, but her intent came through clearly enough.

“And what exactly,” he murmured, dragging out his words with deliberate slowness, “are you asking me to keep doing?”

As he had been throughout the entire ride here—and even while teasing the unconscious woman—Kieron had been fully, painfully aroused.

Finally, he freed his throbbing length, slick with precum that dripped messily, far more obscene than any beast’s.

Positioning himself above her, he let the tip of his shaft bump against Melusine’s entrance, the same spot he had been devouring moments before. With each deliberate tap, her folds, still soaked and quivering, reacted to the heavy contact.

Each time the swollen tip brushed against her slick, parted entrance, Melusine’s hips lifted instinctively, as if chasing the fleeting contact. Even with the slightest push of his hips, her tight inner walls clenched desperately around him, gripping the head of his length with a force that sent a surge of tension up Kieron’s spine, dangerously close to release.

Despite how thoroughly he had prepared her, the impossibly narrow opening left him questioning whether he could even fully enter. But by now, Kieron had no patience left to spare.

“Melusine,” he called out, his voice low and taut.

“Hah… y-yes…?” she responded weakly, her glazed blue eyes locking onto his.

For a moment, he caught his reflection in her eyes, like the glimmer of sunlight on the ocean’s surface. Didn’t she say I could do anything I wanted?

“Brace yourself,” he muttered.

“W-what—ah! Haaah!”

Gripping her hips, Kieron spread her as much as he could and thrust himself into her in one swift, merciless motion, sinking deep inside her trembling core.