The Lady Of The Red Moon (11)

The creaking and the loud sounds of flesh hitting flesh rang out, but amid the hot, flushed heat, Kaiston and Liris, looking at each other, were having a conversation that went beyond mere physical pleasure.

“I’m sorry for deceiving you. But the fact that I belong to you won’t change. As long as you don’t abandon me…”

Kaiston kissed the corner of Liris’s eyes, which bent pitifully.

“Liris, I might regret taking you someday. But even so, I will have you. I will brand you as mine. So you cannot run from me. So no one can take you away. Even if I lose something else as the price.”

Unable to withstand his fiercely plunging and stirring body, Liris reached climax once more. Her whole body, tensed by the overwhelming pleasure, trembled.

“Liris.”

He called her name several times. Even her chest trembled at his low, rough voice.

“Master…”

A slight smile lingered at the corner of his mouth as he looked down at Liris catching her breath.

“Not yet.”

As he said, what remained lodged inside her was not only intact but hardened. He withdrew himself and turned her onto her stomach.

“I’ll make it feel even better.”

He spread her legs, overlapped their bodies, and plunged into her again.

“Huh!”

Her thoroughly wet inner walls drew him in as if sucking him.

“Ah… Master… it feels strange.”

Kaiston’s low laugh tickled the nape of her neck. He gently cupped and caressed her breasts pressed against the sheet. With his other hand he interlaced and held her hands, giving a curious sense of security.

“Enjoy it. As much as you like.”

As if those words were a cue, he thrust himself in violently.

“Ugh, ugh… aah…!”

Her moans burst out almost like screams. It had been good so far, but this was another world. Before she knew it, Liris was moving her hips in time with him. She wanted more, harder. She wanted him to sink deeper.

“Master… ugh…!”

As if sensing her desire, he behaved as though to swallow her whole. Like a predator toying with a tasty prey, he held and shook her with his whole body, possessing her.

Waves of climax left her mind blank white. Her blurred vision, consumed by pleasure, could hold nothing.

“Liris.”

His voice, escaping like a sigh, seemed to reveal part of the fervent feelings welling up inside him. As she reached her third climax, he also released himself inside her. The feeling of something hot spreading through her belly was vivid.

She welcomed the warmth of his embrace from behind. The tenderness of his repeated kisses on her nape and shoulders was so sweet that Liris closed her eyes.

Only as noon approached did Kaiston let Liris go. He personally brought her gruel and fed it to the exhausted woman. It was impossible to tell who was the slave and who the master in this. Even during their relations, he had mostly prioritized Liris, so she felt more satisfied.

“I’m becoming a slave to pleasure…”

At Liris’s mutter, Kaiston, who was changing the bed sheets for fresh ones, looked back at her. Liris looked at him with a slightly troubled expression.

“Master, you must have a lot of experience with women.”

Kaiston replied without much change in expression.

“You’re my first, though.”

“Whaaat? That’s a lie!”

“Why would I lie about that?”

Now that she thought about it, it made sense. What reason would he have to lie about that to her? He wasn’t in a position to win her favor. Out of imperial family pride, he wouldn’t have bought a prostitute. And he wasn’t in a situation to pursue romance, either.

“But… you seem to know women’s bodies so well…”

At her words, Kaiston cleared his throat softly. As he turned his back, the area around his ear was a little red.

“The keep’s study, full of nothing but men, has quite a variety of audiovisual materials.”

‘Oh my god. That was it?’

Yes, he had been practicing the skills he’d learned from books and pictures on her step by step. Liris’s face turned bright red and she let out a strained moan. To be so toyed with by such a raw novice—What would happen later if this was already like this?

“If I had arrived a few months later, Master might have become a mage too.”

Kaiston took her joke lightly.

“Yes. It’s a pity. If I could use magic, we might have even set our sights on the Demon King’s castle.”

Finishing the bed, Kaiston lifted Liris from the sofa and carried her to the bed.

“This afternoon, I plan to introduce you to the captains.”

“Me?”

“Yes. The number of knights in the keep has been increasing, so there are currently four captains. There are also sergeants under them, but I don’t want to show you to them.”

He had told a servant to summon them after lunch. Kaiston opened the magic bags he had brought into the room but not unpacked, and pulled out what looked like her clothes.

“Ah! Master, I can do it myself…”

Seeing Kaiston beginning to neatly hang her clothes in the dressing room that was otherwise filled only with black uniforms, Liris spoke hastily.

“Rest more.”

“Ah, no… it’s just that…”

Her face flamed as he handled her underwear. Since one bag was almost full of her clothes, Kaiston put back everything except what was needed for the current season.

The next bag contained a dressing table and full-length mirror, dainty sets of dishes, bath items, and cosmetics. After some hesitation and moving things back and forth, Kaiston gave up and said to her.

“I’m not sure, Liris.”

“Ah… yes, Master. I’ll tidy it later.”

He was a little surprised when he opened the next bag. It was packed with all kinds of candies, chocolates, cookies, cakes, and pies, as if Korum Castle’s dessert shop had been completely emptied.

“Liris. Take these out and eat them whenever you want.”

“Ah!”

Startled, Liris handed the magic bag back to Kaiston.

“Hide these and give them to me little by little.”

Kaiston took the bag with a puzzled expression.

“Why?”

“Because I’ll get fat.”

Saying that, Liris nevertheless looked somewhat sullen.

“I think a little weight would suit you.”

“No. Then we’d have to buy completely new clothes.”

He tilted his head slightly as if to ask what the problem was.

“I can buy as many as you like.”

Money was something Kaiston had in surplus.

“Ugh… this is a matter of a woman’s pride.”

A woman’s pride. He didn’t fully understand it yet, but Kaiston accepted it since she spoke so firmly.

And the last bag. Seeing various seeds in small containers, assorted herbs, a dozen saplings and pots, Kaiston looked at Liris.

“I don’t know why they gave you these.”

Liris took the magic bag from him and smiled brightly as she spoke.

“I asked for these.”

“Liris, the soil here is poor and the magic is strong, so plants have difficulty growing.”

“Oh, is that so?”

After a moment’s thought, Liris grinned.

“It’s fine. I have sacred power.”

“If you use that… won’t it strain your body?”

“Using it excessively would certainly be taxing, but up to a point it’s okay. Last time, because the restraints had drained my sacred power, I used my strength and that caused problems.”

Kaiston stepped closer, sat on the edge of the bed, and quietly looked into her eyes.

“Really?”

“Yes. It’s true.”

“You must never overdo it. Can you promise?”

At the worried look in his eyes, Liris felt her heart flutter a little again.

“Yes. I promise.”

Only then did he nod.

“By the way, Master, aren’t you going to eat?”

Liris asked because he had only brought the gruel for her and seemed to have skipped lunch himself.

“I ate.”

Ignoring her puzzled tilt of the head at when he could have eaten, Kaiston went to the dressing room and brought the outfits he had picked earlier.

“Try them on.”

He offered a large beige knit sweater that came up to the neck and loose, thick quilted pants covered in a floral pattern. It was obvious she’d look ridiculous in them, but Liris put them on without protest.

“Hmm…”

Seeing that her pretty figure was completely hidden, Kaiston raised the corner of his mouth slightly and moved behind her. Unexpectedly, he began to touch her hair. Even with those large hands, he was surprisingly delicate, brushing and twisting her hair up, then carefully fitting a black beret so not a single strand stuck out.

“……”

He didn’t stop there. He put on comically colored glasses and even a mask.

“Good.”

Liris bit back the urge to shout, “Good? What good! Fashion terrorist!”

“Is anything uncomfortable?”

“…No. It’s not uncomfortable.”

“The Red Moon’s winters are very cold, so make sure no bare skin is exposed. Be sure to wear those tinted glasses when you go out. Your eyes will be less dazzled.”

He hesitated a moment, then made her wear a rather large, sturdy cloth jacket and wrapped a scarf around her again. Glancing at her reflection in the dressing table, Liris honestly felt like crying. It was undeniably comfortable enough to eat ten bowls of rice and even warm enough to sleep outside without freezing. She appreciated the consideration to protect her weak eyesight. But still, really!

“Let’s go.”

Dressed in a black uniform with a dark red cloak, he looked very impressive. What on earth was she supposed to be in this getup?

“Master…”

He looked down at her as if to ask why.

“Um… don’t I look funny?”

He smiled faintly at her slightly reproachful question and answered, “No. You’re pretty.”

His smile and sincere words struck her like a double blow; her heart pounded. He, unaware of this, gently touched the cheek half-covered by the mask.