Wicked Island Of Ireland
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Chapter 27

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Just as he said, she felt tormented and aggrieved. If it weren’t for Declan, she would be sleeping comfortably right now. No, if she hadn’t gone outside after hearing the roe deer’s cry, things wouldn’t have come to this…

Consciously shrinking her body, Isu nodded. Lying down with his arms stretched straight up, Hayden rested his cheek on his shoulder and continued speaking.

“Just how aggrieved do you think I am, suffering like this without even eating that flower?”

Suffering without even eating that flower?

Unable to understand his words, she raised an eyebrow, but he slowly gripped the front of his trunks and kept talking.

“Because right here has gotten so hard. The more you shrink back in fear, the more I want to dig into you.”

On the surface of his navy blue trunks, something long lifted up and down from his groin. Seen in the candlelit space, his package was thicker and bigger than she had thought.

If her soft flesh were rummaged through by a thing like that, she would only feel excruciating pain. Fear grew stronger than the urge to feel what it was like to have her body filled to the brim with a man’s core.

Feeling dizzy, Isu held her breath.

“If you keep acting like that, I’m going to move my quarters.”

At that moment, a rustling sound came from outside. It might be Declan, having regained his wits, coming back for revenge.

Isu turned deathly pale in an instant.

“D-Did you hear that just now?”

Gone was her earlier confidence; curled up with her shoulders hunched tight, she was no different from a frightened puppy. Watching her without a flicker of disturbance, Hayden replied,

“Declan can’t come back. He knows I’ll kill him if he does.”

He spoke of killing a person without a shred of hesitation. A thought crossed her mind that perhaps, trying to escape a vicious creature, she had willingly walked into the den of an even more vicious one, just as he sat his upper body completely upright and asked,

“Are you so terrified of Declan that I don’t even cross your mind?”

His face, backed against the candlelight, glowed dimly in the dark. Unable to read what on earth he was thinking, she couldn’t affirm or deny it, and instead said in a sinking voice,

“Declan is a psycho… That man fed me that flower… trying to turn me into a beast and play with me. I have a feeling he’ll wait for another chance and do something even worse.”

A chilly murderous intent flickered in his shadowed eyes. When he felt like a beast preparing for a hunt, a slow reply echoed.

“If that psycho tries to touch you again…”

“If he tries to touch me?”

“I’ll teach him a proper lesson.”

It was far too wholesome coming from a man with such fierce eyes, causing her to let out a slack chuckle. Soon after, she looked straight into his eyes.

Blue pupils began to persistently scan her face. Those eyes again. Pupils that seemed to exist solely to hold her within his sight.

Receiving that gaze, the illusion that she was loved took hold first. It would be a love that meant nothing once they left this island, though… Knowing that, she defensively covered her cheek with the collar of her shirt.

At that very instant, as if realizing something, he raised one eyebrow. Curious about the reason once again, she couldn’t just let it go.

“Why?”

“Because your eyes are too normal for someone exposed to an aphrodisiac.”

He spoke like someone who had experience seeing people wander paradise after taking aphrodisiacs. Then again, coming from an upper-class background like Hayden, he probably had plenty of chances to encounter all sorts of parties. Smoothing the front of her shirt with her hand, she replied,

“I’m holding out with sheer willpower.”

Lying down on his side obliquely once more, Hayden asked,

“What did the flower look like that you ate?”

“It was too dark and sudden, so I didn’t get a good look at its appearance. I only remember how it felt when I ate it… It was about the size of a single finger joint, and it tasted bitter like a pill.”

“A single finger joint…”

Isu nodded and traced the size with her thumb and index finger.

“Yeah. About this much.”

The subtly curved corners of his eyes smiled as if he found it amusing. A languid reply followed shortly after.

“The flower Nate talked about was twice that size. It seems you ate a different kind of flower, so rest easy and sleep.”

Isu couldn’t believe those words.

Her hands had been sticky with cold sweat for a while now, and her breath was ragged. In particular, her inner thighs tingled as if someone were breathing on them, making her feel almost agonizingly distressed. He was probably just trying to reassure her so she wouldn’t fall ill from this…

“You go to sleep first. The drug seems to be coursing through my body, and I’m hot and uncomfortable… so I can’t sleep right now.”

Chewing over her words about being uncomfortable, Hayden replied,

“That flower is a narcotic. Even a little bit would make your eyes roll back and crawl on the floor.”

“……”

“In contrast, your eyes are very clear.”

Isu shook her head.

“No. My breath is too short and my body is itching. And, and it’s really u-uncomfortable…”

“Where is it uncomfortable?”

“……”

“Right here?”

With a veiny hand, he stroked his own stomach and brought it down to his lower half. The object caught at his fingertips swung heavily, fully erect like a male in heat.

“It’s a normal reaction. Even without eating the aphrodisiac flower, I’ve gotten this uncomfortable.”

He was stating that it was possible to get sexually excited without eating the aphrodisiac flower, but what she felt was somewhat different. It felt like a threat. As if telling her not to let her guard down because he was ready to pierce a woman’s lower parts and spread his seed at any moment.

Right now, she should have feared that beast who could ravage anything if he set his mind to it. But out of her mind, far from wanting to run away, she wanted to be trapped in his arms and lewdly rummaged through.

As if reading Isu’s mind, Hayden murmured in a low voice,

“Do you know why my lower half got so uncomfortable? Because seeing your private expressions, your gaze, and things like that makes me want to feel the deepest parts of you.”

Pupils swirling with dark desire swept across the nape of her neck.

“The reason you’re feeling uncomfortable is for the same reason I am. Because you want to see my private expressions. Because you want to know what kind of sounds I make when it feels good.”

While Isu searched for an answer, Hayden took a deep breath and lay down on the floor. His rugged, muscle-bound chest rose and fell heavily. Defined abs were sharply etched across his hollowed-out stomach.

She suddenly felt an urge to climb up onto that stomach. Kissing his chest, licking his nipples, and pressing her thighs against his member to rub roughly—if she did that, she felt like she would melt away.

Soon, the inside of her thighs tingled, causing her to curl her legs. Yet she couldn’t take her eyes off him because it was so sexy how his abs hollowed out and then tightened back up.

He didn’t miss that gaze.

“You look like a starved stray cat.”

His direct gaze was peering straight into her bright red intentions. As if she had never been admiring his body just moments before, Isu shoved her hips back and wedged herself deeper into the corner.

“No, no… I wasn’t thinking anything…”

She’d rather believe she had eaten the aphrodisiac flower. Otherwise, she’d have to conclude that her lower parts grew wet simply because she wanted to be drenched and pierced by that man’s penis.

Right now, she couldn’t see anything past Hayden’s broad, solid body, so she figured she really must have eaten the aphrodisiac flower.

At that moment, he grabbed Isu’s ankle as if snatching it.

“We’ll know what you were thinking once we check.”

She suddenly thought of Declan, who had tried to violently force their bodies together. A hand thicker and harder than Declan’s. The touch caressing her ankle was different from Declan’s.

His soft fingertips melted her skin. As if he knew just how to touch someone so they’d let down their guard.

It was perhaps only natural that her fear melted away under that touch. With one foot caught, she slowly breathed in the air, which had grown heavily humid.

“Check… Just how do you plan on checking…?”

Just then, after scanning her foot—which was about the size of a man’s palm—he pulled both of her ankles completely toward him.

“Ngh!”

Her body tilted and collapsed onto the floor. The shock lasted only a moment. Her entire attention was stolen by Hayden as he leisurely moved up over her body.

“I’ll know by smelling your scent up close. Whether you want me to sleep peacefully, or the exact opposite.”

The man who had maintained a gentle distance buried his nose in the nape of Isu’s neck and breathed in. Lust bled into his previously steady breathing. It was because of the pheromones leaking from all over Isu’s body every time she imagined his physique.

Soon, he slowly rubbed his cheek against her chest.

Even though a beast-like gesture like this was unfamiliar to her, her nether regions were so hot and itchy that she couldn’t refuse. Right now, she needed a man. No, she didn’t want any other man—she wanted Hayden Wyatt.

Just as he had said, she wanted to see his private expressions. She wanted to know what kind of sounds he made when it felt good, and how he moved his body when holding a woman. Tense all over, she gazed up at the man towering above her.

As if he wanted to swallow her full breasts whole, Hayden narrowed his eyes and swept his tongue across his lips.

His warm-toned gray hair had fallen forward. Brushing the vision-blocking strands aside, Hayden pulled and untied the necktie ribbon Isu had tied around her waist.

“Listen closely to what I have to say.”

The front of the tightly wrapped jacket flew wide open. Her shoulders, chest, and lower belly were left defenseless before Hayden.

With hands larger than even most men’s, he cupped Isu’s breasts. She lost her breath for a split second. As she anxiously bent her knees, he crawled into the space between her slightly parted legs and spoke.

“We raised horses at home. It’s a stallion named Bucephalus; thanks to its flawless genetics, it was the only one my mother doted on.”

Hearing private stories for the first time was as welcome as it was confusing. Was this some dark scheme to disarm her with intimate talk and pry open her legs?

At that moment, he slid his hand behind her back and unclasped her bra. Her sharply peaked nipples were instantly exposed, but without even knowing shame, she asked,

“Bucephalus… Do you want to see him?”

Dropping his breathing—hot with excitement—onto her chest, he replied,

“No. I’m just thinking about when they were mating.”

“Ngh…”

Breathing slowly, he lowered his upper body, aligning his lower half against her curving mounds.

As her nipples, which had been standing sharply erect for a while now, trembled, he let out a low sigh and pressed his lips to hers. Soon, he rubbed his stiff tongue wetly across her nipple and answered,

“Mating. Copulation, I mean.”

“Ah-ngh!”

She was out of her mind, twisting her entire body because it itched so badly. Her insides grew hot without a hint of tact, and she felt as though they had begun to leak a sticky fluid.

“Ugh-ngh, ugh, s-someone who thinks of animal copulation while licking a woman’s chest…”

Even as she told herself she shouldn’t roll around with a man like that, she couldn’t stop it. His deep, soulful pupils whispered, asking if she really didn’t want to do something about the body that was already burning hot.

He told her he’d let her taste bliss by roughly piercing her opening with something thick. He told her he’d drive her to the point of breathlessness until she got a taste of the climax.

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