Ripple, ripple.

Splashes echoed loudly.

Lucian gazed intently at Rachel in his arms, his tongue moving boldly. With each wave, sounds of mingling waters mixed with slick, wet noises filled the air. As he delved deep, caressing the insides of her mouth with each motion, she moaned every time he did so.

He had long discovered that she enjoyed it when he rubbed these areas with his tongue.

“Huu…”

“Hu-uhp!”

In a brief rest, Rachel gasped for air. Before she could fully catch her breath, their lips locked again.

Her body was slightly lifted. Every time she felt like she was floating on the water, it reminded her that they were indeed in an outdoor hot spring.

“Haa, wait… just a moment, Luci. Kyaa!”

She tapped on his shoulders, trying to pause him, but it was futile. Lucian looked down at her with a slight smirk.

Her eyes shaking slightly, the beautiful strands of hair sticking to her forehead and neck glistening with wetness, droplets of water, or perhaps sweat, dripping down. Her lips, now slightly swollen from their kisses, were especially red, making him want to swallow them again.

“Lu—”

Taking advantage of the gap that opened again, he quickly slipped in.

A tearing sound accompanied by squelching was heard.

Lucian tried to remove her annoying clothing but was hindered as the fabric clung to her wet body. In the end, he tore it away. Finally, his palm touched her bare skin. The soft, smooth skin was so addictive that once touched, it was difficult to stop.

“Haa, Ray.”

He couldn’t hold back. He kissed every bit of exposed skin while savoring her flesh.

“Wait, we’re outside…”

“It’s okay. No one can come here.”

“But…”

Rachel tapped his shoulder as he spread her legs without hesitation. Each time parts of her body moved out of the water, feeling the cold air on their exposed skin, it reminded her again that they were outdoors.

Even if no one would come, the embarrassment seemed too much. She felt like she had to stop his advances.

“No, please stop…”

With every kick she made in the air, Rachel’s feet slapped the surface of the water. Despite her pleading, Lucian didn’t stop. His large hands firmly supported her from below.

Splash, splash—

As she struggled desperately, she exclaimed as a last resort.

“Wait, honey!”

At that moment, Lucian actually stopped. He held his breath in silence and stiffened before forcefully stripping off the rest of her clothes.

“Why…why are you doing this…?”

“Ah, it’s all because of you, honey.”

Lucian chuckled incredulously. He knew that if she really wanted him to stop, she shouldn’t have called him ‘honey.’

Didn’t she know that that term only urged him on?

His heart was racing.

Why did the simple word ‘honey’ make his heart beat so fast? Yes, he wanted confirmation.

He wanted to continually confirm that they were truly a couple, especially to her. As he rubbed his hardened bottom relentlessly, the hot intensity merging with the heat of the hot spring made it feel like they were both on fire.

Lucian gently bit into the soft flesh of her lips without hurting her, then hungrily sucked on it. He fondled and stroked every bit of skin he could touch, feeling Rachel’s body relax completely under his touch, and surrendered himself to her without hesitation.

“Haa…”

He sighed at the heat, which was hotter than the spring itself. It felt like his eyes could roll back at any moment as he held her slender waist and legs tightly and moved vigorously.

Splash, splash, splash—

With every movement, the sound of water smacked against their ears.

Rachel trembled violently, her fingernails digging into his shoulders. She unintentionally scratched a red line across his pale skin. However, Lucian was far beyond feeling any pain. Instead, the sensation only intensified the delirious pleasure that gave the feeling that his brain was melting.

Splash, splash—

The faster he moved, the louder it was. As a breeze swept through them, the momentarily cooled heat flared up even hotter.

The two shared breaths and kisses so that every part was connected.

“Ah!”

“Kuk…”

They both moaned simultaneously, holding each other tightly as they gasped for air.

Swoosh.

Lucian, concerned Rachel might be cold, pulled her deeper into the water. Even submerged up to their necks, they remained connected.

“Hup…”

The sensation was peculiar.

Rachel exhaled sharply, experiencing a feeling she had never felt before. Every time she breathed like that, he felt a dizzying aftereffect.

“Ho, honey… let’s go inside now.”

Rachel was still mindful that they were outside and whispered softly.

The breath hit her ear and the still-connected pulse, but she told her to stop? Especially since she used the term ‘honey’ again.

“Going inside means we can continue, right?”

Lucian thought of a solution that would satisfy both of their needs.

“Uung…”

Rachel nodded absently.

As soon as she agreed, he stood up. Even out of the water, he firmly supported her as they both reached for their robes. The large robe was enough to cover both of them even as they stayed close.

“Why aren’t you letting go?”

When Rachel asked in confusion, Lucian gave her a meaningful look and responded.

“Why should I let go?”

“Uh?”

Rachel still looked puzzled. Finding her utterly adorable, Lucian kissed her on the tip of her nose and whispered.

“I love you, honey.”

“…Me too.”

Shyly, she lowered her head even as she responded immediately. Holding his lovely wife, Lucian began to walk. He had already instructed everyone to clear out when they came up, so there was nothing to worry about.

Only the two of them were here.

* * *

I woke up, blinded by the sunlight. In a daze, I only saw a single ray of sunlight pouring in.

“Um…”

As I let out a groan, my body creaked as if made of rusted metal.

“Ah…”

It was difficult to move my limbs, and shifting my body made my back uncomfortable. Well, considering he hadn’t let me go for days, perhaps that was to be expected.

“…Are you awake?”

Since we were still clinging to each other, he noticed immediately.

“Uung…”

“Want some water?”

“Ung…”

My voice was so hoarse it was annoying.

“Ah…”

“Just a moment.”

Lucian moved swiftly, seemingly not tired at all. His confident stride, despite being naked, was just impressive. Well, it was just the two of us in the room, after all.

He brought back a glass of water.

Oh my.

His body, viewed from the front, was as wrecked as mine. However, since he was well-shaped, so… it was passable.

I spread two fingers, covering my face, yet peeked through at him.

“What are you doing?”

He chuckled softly as he asked.

“What do you think? I’m covering my face.”

As I answered, he brought his face close. Our noses nearly touched, his golden eyes rounding as they made eye contact with mine.

“So, to whom do these beautiful blue eyes belong?”

“Oh, really…”

To embarrass someone with words. It was just too much.

“Here, drink this.”

He held the glass to my lips while I sat wrapped in his arms. I was too weak to move much and simply let him help me drink the water.

“Aren’t you drinking, honey?”

Events over the past few days have changed a lot. The term ‘honey’ no longer embarrassed me; I realized there were far more embarrassing things in the world. Even staying almost all the time in the bedroom, except for meals, felt embarrassing.

What would the elderly couple managing the villa think?

Sure, with our status, they probably wouldn’t dare to look at us that disdainfully, but I was still concerned.

I sneaked glances at him and looked at the stark red lines across his back, arms, and shoulders.

I wiggled the fingers that had made those marks.

“Done looking?”

His voice must be infused with something. I had always thought his voice was pleasant, but was it always this good?

“Why are you looking at me like that, huh?”

What had changed?

What exactly was different?

I continued to gaze at him intently, his golden eyes seeming to sparkle even more. Every time I looked at him without a flinch, a thrill ran through my body. The pleasure of having him look at me, and only me, was irreplaceable.

“…I just like looking at you like this.”

“Hehe…”

His large hand gently brushed through my tangled hair before his thumb grazed my lips and traced down my neck. Even though his touch was now familiar, it still brought a thrill. My skin quivered with each contact.

Suddenly, he moved closer again and began to pull away the blanket that covered my body. He claimed the space above me as if it were the most natural thing.

Then, in a voice so sweet, he made a request.

“Honey, will you open up?”

As I watched his red tongue lick his lips, I moved as he wanted.

Yes, I was bewitched.

By a nine-tailed fox.

Familiar pleasure overwhelmed me as his weight pressed down on me. As the moderate weight brought a strange sense of security, I lifted my hands to wrap his shoulders and back, drawing new lines over the old red ones.

The lines of possessive desire.

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