It Doesn't Matter Love - Chapter 67 🔥🔥

066. Ironic Peace

Their lips touched. Their tongues tangled and their saliva mixed. The act of doing so was not rough at all.

However, Emilia stumbled backwards, pushed by the overwhelming momentum. Something touched her unsteady legs.

It was a bed.

The moment they arrived at their destination, a large hand firmly supported her small back and pressed her down.

Her knees buckled, her upper body tilted, and the woman's body completely sank onto the soft mattress.

Hardius, who was on top, immediately started unbuttoning his shirt.

One, two...

He hadn't even finished half of it when he suddenly started to shiver and bow his head as if he couldn't stand it anymore.

The persistent kiss continued. He easily subdued the slender arms that tried to cover her body while ravaging her mouth.

The flesh inside was revealed through the parting of the forelock. He doggedly bit and sucked the creamy, soft flesh.

On the pure white sheets, in front of the woman who was becoming his, Hardius felt dizzy.

He never knew, he's not the only one ignorant of this act.

The only thing he knew a little more than he did were the small fragments of dirty jokes his roommate would lazily spout off on the nights they returned to their dorms after their extreme training.

Even though they had been perfectly filling all sides with spiderwebs for so many years, nothing had been prepared for this moment.

“Should I hurt you?”

A short word, either a concern or a question, echoed through the air. Emilia's eyes, which had been tightly shut, opened wide.

“...hypocrite.”

Emilia turned her head to the side and whispered stubbornly.

“Even if it hurts enough to kill me, I don’t care, just keep your promise. You won’t harm them... My family... You won’t touch them...!”

The voice that screamed was trembling badly, but it was filled with a strong will. It made Hardius very uncomfortable.

“Don’t worry and just go for it.”

The man's knee dug roughly between her tightly pressed thighs.

"Ah...!"

Emilia's stiff body began to shiver, then soon sagged in resignation.

The moment of surrender.

The man's hands roughly took off her dress. The thin underwear was projecting her white skin and even parts of different colors ecstatically.

Hardius pulled down even her underwear in one go, as if he wasn't giving her a moment to rest.

After a few simple movements, Emilia was naked in an instant. Her eyes closed automatically. All she could do was push herself into the pitch-black darkness.

Dhr had to forget. She had to throw away everything, the strange sensations brought on by the man's tongue and lips, her body losing its will.

“Open your eyes.”

A large hand grabs her chin and turns it towards him.

“We made a deal.”

Words that awakened her to reality took away her will to resist.

Emilia struggled to lift her eyelids and looked at the man standing over her like a conqueror.

He was looking down at her coldly, undoing the cuffs of his shirt sleeves. Emilia's breath was suffocating.

“Don’t forget. You came to me first, not me.”

The next moment, the unthinkable happened. Hardius suddenly grabbed her ankles and spread them wide apart.

Emilia, in shock, started thrashing around like crazy, trying to figure out what the deal was all about.

She tried her best to push him away, but it was no use. Hardius had her knees firmly pinned down, as if he were driving a wedge into her leg.

The soft flesh inside slowly opened up and met the cold air. The upper body was lying down, but the lower body was in a shameful position.

His eyes, engulfed in passion, scanned the completely exposed female body without hesitation. Then, at one moment, he grabbed both elbows, covering her chest, and forcibly pulled them up.

“Let go!”

Emilia screamed and writhed. She tried hard to push away the body that was coming at her with her freed legs, but the man's strength was too overwhelming for her to handle.

Hardius pressed down on her struggling legs with his knees again. Emilia, whose entire body was tied up, only shook her waist like crazy.

“Have you forgotten? Why did you come here?”

He whispered cruelly and slowly lowered his face.

And in the next moment, Emilia was shocked once again. Things that should never have touched collided with places that should never have touched.

The man took possession of the woman, and his hot tongue continued the ugly, dirty, and disgusting act.

“Stop it. Please...!”

Emilia pleaded. She was going crazy because of the tongue that kept poking in and the strange sensation it was causing. Saliva and bodily fluids were mixed together.

And gradually, she began to realize a shocking truth that made the previous shock seem like nothing.

As Hardius continued to suck and lick for what seemed like an eternity, instead of feeling nauseous, strange sensations that she could not have imagined began to heat up her body. Her entire body was covered in a strange pain that made her lower abdomen tense up, and she could not bear it.

Haa... ha...

Emilia was already breathing heavily and helplessly accepting everything he did.

Ten minutes? No, twenty minutes? After an incalculable amount of time had passed and the ground below felt like a ball of fire, Hardius raised his head.

It was definitely not just saliva that was glistening from the man's lips. Emilia couldn't stand it, even though she didn't know exactly what it was.

“Just do it! You’re going to climb on me like a pig!”

Hardius ran his finger across the corner of his mouth as if mocking the words she had just spoken. Then he tightened his grip on her wrist.

Blood rushed to her eyes.

While Emilia was distracted by the sensation close to pain, the man's lips found her lips again and moved back. A flower of heat bloomed wherever his tongue passed.

What is this? Is this the human behavior that my father spoke of?

No, that's not true.

Emilia clenched her teeth and thrust with all her might. As if trying to completely subdue her, Hardius gently pushed his tongue into her clenched teeth.

“Open it.”

Emilia stubbornly kept her mouth shut, but it was no use.

“Can you open it somewhere else?”

Emilia had no choice but to give in to the vile and lewd whispers. A deep and thick kiss followed. It was a kiss that was so long that it felt sweet. The woman's body, which was trembling, was completely covered in the saliva that the man had spilled like a drug.

Am I going crazy?

As Emilia thought helplessly, the buckle came undone, and a sharp metal sound was heard. Realizing what was happening, her blue eyes closed tightly again.

The legs that had been spread apart limply spread even wider. Something hard touched the part that had been loosened by saliva. The unfamiliar foreign body made her shiver for a moment, but then her body slowly opened up because of him. The act of pushing her tongue was nothing. It was an endlessly long, shocking invasion that made her mind go blank.

"Ah!"

For a brief moment, a burning pain came. Emilia bit her cheek, holding back the moan that was about to burst out. A pungent taste and smell filled her senses.

“Fuck...”

Hardius, who was about to chew on something, took a moment to catch his breath.

Strangely enough, he also looked very pained. The breath that broke from his collarbone was also extremely rough, like that of a flying animal.

It had been quite some time, meshing together perfectly like gears. The pain of friction gradually subsided, leaving only the uncomfortable foreign body sensation.

For a long time after that, Hardius remained frozen. Eventually, movement began. A huge wave surged through his body and then slowly retreated. The man continued to advance and retreat smoothly like a well-oiled machine. At the same time, he also lost his self-control.

She wished she had lost consciousness. But Emilia felt everything was so clear and vivid.

Lips biting the nape of her neck as if they were going to tear it apart, rough breaths bursting out, a lower body that was being hit over and over again as if it would split her body in two. That was exactly the kind of beastly behavior Emilia had envisioned.

In an instant, as if delivering a final blow, he entered incredibly deeply. A final growl tore through the man's Adam's apple and poured out. Then, intense sensations shot through her entire body. And then she was shattered into pieces.

***

It hurts?

Hardius barely swallowed the hypocritical question and raised his upper body.

A woman with disheveled hair, spread legs, and a mess. Blood and bodily fluids were tangled here and there on her pure white thighs and the sheets, creating a dizzying stain.

He slowly took in the cruel sight, suppressing his heavy emotions with heavy breathing.

Emilia hurriedly hid under the blankets, her face looking like she was about to burst into tears at any moment.

As if a swollen river had broken its banks, Hardius had a hard time coming to his senses as unfamiliar emotions poured in.

As he roughly ran his fingers through his hair, he noticed a cufflink that he had forgotten to undo.

Was it just his shirt? He couldn't even take off his pants. The only thing he exposed was a very small part of himself.

In contrast to his troubled head, his heart was pounding furiously.

It's mine now. It's mine, untouchable.

Hardius took a deep breath to control the satisfaction welling up in his bones. Then he carefully pulled the trembling woman's body towards him.

He thought she would run away, but for some reason, she came into his arms without any problems.

It was never a loving response. It was just the complete resignation of someone who has been broken and crushed.

Still, Hardius felt relieved. He wanted to somehow convey this strange sense of peace and contentment.

“I swear. I will never harm Mitch Bern or your family. I will protect them with my life. I mean it.”

Despite his firm promise, her body remained cold and stiff, showing no sign of loosening. It seemed as if Hardius could clearly see into all the worries and concerns burning in her heart.

“You want to keep everything a secret. Laura Dillson lives nearby, and her child works on the vineyard. Tell your family that you're going to work there. I’ll come up with a good excuse.”

Emilia's body froze in shock. She knew how creepy that kind of precision was.

But there was no way. In order to get this villa and a month, Hardius had to give up too many things and make plans. For the time being, he wanted to embrace it completely, without any worries.

“If you’re tired, sleep.”

Hardius pressed his chest against her thin, trembling back. He put his arm under her ear and supported her head. Not knowing where to put his other hand, he slowly wrapped it around her lower abdomen. The two of them hugged each other for a long time without saying a word. It was an ironic peace that had come after a fierce battle.

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