Chapter 58

“…What is it? Why are you like that?”

Riorem looked back and forth between the now-cold tea and me.

It seemed I had been lost in thought for far too long.

“I was just thinking.”

“Again, about what now?”

Riorem, as if by habit, began tidying up the table.

I quietly watched him and then parted my lips to speak.

“I realized earlier that you’re the only one I make exceptions for.”

At those words, Riorem’s hand, which had been reaching for the teacup, stopped mid-air.

“…What strange thing are you saying now?”

“I’m not so sure myself, so why don’t you listen and judge for yourself?”

I ignored his prickly tone and continued speaking.

“Have I ever let a man who embraced me out of his own selfish desire do as he pleased?”

“I don’t know exactly, but I do know you’re not the kind of person who would accept or understand something like that.”

“Do you think I’ve ever wanted to accept not only a man’s sexual desire, but his obsession to possess every part of me? Or even had a similar thought?”

Riorem’s face stiffened as he swallowed hard and replied.

“…No.”

“What about someone I comforted when he was anxious, or soothed when he was angry, just to match his temper? Does that sound like anyone I’ve ever dealt with?”

Riorem gave no answer.

I stroked my chin thoughtfully.

As I retraced my own behavior toward Riorem, I began to realize—I had granted him a kind of ‘exception’ I had never given to anyone else.

And it had come so naturally.

Even while realizing this, I continued voicing my thoughts.

“Was I ever the kind of person who would tolerate a man trying to tame me with insults? No, I don’t think I would’ve even allowed a man who came to make me his slave in the first place.”

“Especially not if that man had destroyed my country just to make me his possession. I doubt I’d have felt anything pleasant toward him.”

“What do you think, Riorem? You’ve known me for a long time—you should know me well.”

Riorem answered in a trembling voice.

His complexion had turned pale, as if he’d been doused in ice water.

“I… I don’t know.”

I looked at him in silence.

Even in this moment, with his expression frozen and unresponsive, Riorem’s face was beautiful.

The way his blue eyes shone beneath his jet-black hair, the elegant line of his nose—it was all breathtaking.

And maybe that was why I tolerated him—because he was so beautiful.

Without realizing, I let out a laugh.

“I always thought I was so clever.”

Among all the slaves I had, Riorem was undoubtedly the most beautiful.

Even Alpheios, who despised him, would have to admit that much.

But none of the things Riorem had done to me could be forgiven just because of his looks.

Not by someone like me, who was impatient and unreasonable.

And once I saw that it wasn’t natural to tolerate such things, the answer finally became clear.

“I must have fallen in love with you at first sight.”

It was something I had believed could never happen to me—yet it had.

A smile slowly crept to my lips.

It wasn’t the kind of smile I had to force or think about—it came naturally.

“I’ve been in love with you ever since, for my entire life.”

“Haha, now that I say it out loud, it all makes sense. I really had no idea.”

Laughter kept spilling from my mouth.

I never realized it.

From childhood to now, treating Riorem specially had felt so natural.

To think I didn’t even realize it was an exception in the first place.

How unbelievably foolish.

“No wonder the Crown Prince was so afraid I might run away. Of course he would doubt me—because if I didn’t love you, choosing to live chained to this place would make no sense. Haha. God, I was so stupid.”

I laughed for quite a while.

Even then, Riorem didn’t say a word.

He just looked at me with those pale, blue eyes.

I wiped away the tears that had gathered at the corners of my eyes and turned to face him.

“Don’t you have anything to say, Riorem? Isn’t it funny that the reason for all your suffering was just my love?”

‘I think you’re mistaken.’

‘Huh?’

Riorem answered my question firmly.

‘It doesn’t make sense in the first place. You can’t even feel human emotions, can you? How can you “love” someone else?’

Riorem’s body trembled as he said this.

‘And even if you could feel such things… you wouldn’t feel them for someone as lowly and worthless as me, would you?’

Riorem exhaled sharply, stiffened his face, and climbed onto the bed.

‘Are you trying to lure me in? Using these words to manipulate me and play with me again?’

I blinked my eyes in interest.

I wanted to hear more of the strange logic that Riorem was spouting,

but the words did not continue.

Instead, a dangerous tremor was transmitted through his overlapping lips.

‘Ah.’

I let out a small exclamation.

It was a very familiar form of trembling.

It was the first time I had felt it from Riorem, but it was the same reaction I had seen from all the other slaves when they were in front of me.

It was fear.

It was fear.

I watched what Riorem was doing.

Terrified, he knocked me down and buried his lips between my legs instinctively.

It was similar to the day I was first locked in this bedroom.

Desperate, relentless, raw movements.

“Huh.

I spread my thighs and felt Riorem’s tongue.

Lately, he had been focused on inserting his penis and intertwining his body with mine, so it had been a long time since I had been eaten like this.

Riorem’s mouth was abnormally hot.

It was as if something was boiling inside him, and everywhere his tongue touched felt like it was burning.

On the other hand, the hands pressing down on my legs were cold and icy.

They were soaked in cold sweat and trembling so much that even the slightest movement would cause them to slip away helplessly.

I looked up at the ceiling as my vagina was sucked.

Despite my body responding to pleasure, the situation was clearly unpleasant.

To have my feelings denied the moment I confessed my love…

But I wasn’t particularly angry.

I didn’t hate Riorem.

It just… made me happy that he was so moved.

‘Is this what love feels like?’

As I thought that, the moisture became even more abundant.

Slurp.

Riorem licked up the flowing love juice and scraped the inside with his tongue.

Every time he pushed his tongue deep inside, his sharp nose pressed down on my clitoris.

Sweet pleasure blossomed there.

‘Ah, ah, uuuh…’

Something surged from the walls he was rubbing, and in an instant, it swept through my entire body.

Before the climax that had begun deep inside me had even ended, Riorem’s nose began to rub my clitoris relentlessly.

‘Ah, ah, no, ah…’

As I reached the peak of my sensitivity, pleasure poured relentlessly into my body.

I tried to twist my waist to escape, but Riorem held my thighs tightly and licked the inside even more relentlessly.

In the end, I was swept away by another wave of pleasure before the first one had even subsided.

My mind, already blank,

felt like it was melting into a puddle.

Even after I reached the peak, Riorem showed no signs of satisfaction.

No, from the start, he only gave me pleasure.

He didn’t satisfy himself at all.

He didn’t even touch his own penis, let alone rub himself on the blanket.

He just poured out sharp sensations as if trying to tear my sanity apart.

My body trembled uncontrollably from the successive climaxes.

Every muscle and nerve in my body twitched wildly, as if they had malfunctioned.

Before the afterglow could fade, another wave of intense pleasure crashed over me.

The sensation felt like my peripheral nerves were being scraped away,

and I screamed and fainted.

…But even fainting couldn’t free me from this relentless stimulation.

Even when I briefly lost consciousness, Riorem pulled me back and added to my excitement.

Thinking that I would surely be destroyed if this continued, I trembled at my toes.

When I couldn’t take it anymore and started crying, Riorem pulled away.

‘Ha…’

I looked down at Riorem with my blurred vision.

His face was as messed up as mine.

His sharp, ascetic face was covered in filthy moisture, damp and wet.

Even as my mind grew hazy, I first thought he was beautiful.

It was a habit-like thought.

Then Riorem spoke.

‘How about having your pussy licked by the lips of a lowly man?’

‘How about sucking my pussy with your lowly lips?’