Prologue
“Aaaah!”
As I reached the peak of pleasure, I could no longer hold back. I ended up losing control, my body trembling as though I had been electrocuted, my back arching violently.
“To my beloved, when you read this letter, you must surely resent me, r-right?”
“Ah!”
My vision was fading. I had sunk into a sea of pleasure and could no longer see anything. Everything before my eyes turned completely white, and my mind went blank as though my brain were boiling. All that remained was the rhythmic, lewd pleasure he was giving me.
“You were truly a terrible husband. Even so, I loved you. But I don’t think we’re meant to be. Because I no longer want to love you.”
“Ah!”
As he moved his hips with such force, it felt as though my womb would be crushed. He was so merciless that every time his massive body drove into me, I felt as though I could barely catch my breath.
“Well, I’ll be going now.”
“Haaah!”
My husband crumpled the letter I had written and threw it to the ground. Yet, before he crushed it, I thought I caught sight of what looked like dried tearstains. Somehow, that struck me as strange.
Once my vision returned, I saw his furious face. My heart trembled.
How could he be so handsome? Even after living through several lifetimes, his beauty remained unchanged—enough to leave me endlessly praising him until my mouth went dry.
“Did you have something to say, Wife?”
“Ah, uh! S-Stop! Just a little… gentler! Ah!”
Ignoring my pleas, he gripped my waist and drove himself even deeper. My legs dangling limply from his waist looked almost pitiful.
The fact that this was a place so unlike him, together with the fury on his face, made everything feel like a series of things that should never have happened all at once. It was driving me mad.
The fabric of his clothes was soft. They were luxurious garments, so different from the rough fabric I had been wearing until moments ago. My legs slipped against that softness, and then he roughly stripped off his top, leaving his bare skin against mine.
“Ah, uh! Haaah!”
He soon pressed his body down against mine.
“Ah!”
The deeper his presence became, the more unbearable it felt, as though a fire had been kindled below. Every time he moved, I felt as though my insides were being pushed upward, like burning logs dancing within me. And it felt as though those flames were spreading over me, trying to turn me entirely into fire.
“Hngh, uh! Haaah!”
Squish, squish. Lewd sounds echoed in my ears. My heart pounded wildly beneath his obscene friction, and every time my chest heaved, it became difficult to breathe.
I had never even imagined that he would come looking for me like this, much less go this far, which only made me even more flustered and frantic.
“Ugh, ngh! Ahh, mm! Ah!”
“You really thought you could leave me.”
For an instant, the madness in his eyes made my heart shrink with fear.
And yet, his relentless movements made me feel as though I were losing my mind.
“Haa, uh! H-honey!”
His eyes soon grew wet, and unbelievably, tears began falling onto my cheeks.
“I…… was wrong.”
“…What?”
“I was wrong. So please…… don’t ever leave me again.”
The moment he curled himself around me and pulled me into his arms, I could feel his heartbeat against my chest, along with the warmth of his body.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, but those words had truly come from my husband, Kairos.
