Chapter 376
In front of her, Michael had always been calm and confident.
Especially when it came to rousing her excitement like this, Michael would act as if he knew her body even better than she did herself.
That composure of his had always irked her, so more than once she had tried to tease him first, only to end up getting devoured and having her breath stolen away every single time.
But now, seeing Michael truly awkward and unfamiliar with what was happening, her heart started to race.
The way he looked at her, lost and clinging, as if he didnāt know what to do.
It was a side of him she had never seen before.
Lost in thought for a moment, Irene tightened her grip on his hand again.
She was surprised, but she couldnāt stop now.
āJust a little more and it should work.ā
The miasma she was channeling into him would soon erase the remnants of the Dragon of Oblivionās power still inside him.
āIām sorry, Michael.ā
She squeezed his hand even more tightly as she spoke.
āJust hold on a little longer, okay?ā
With those words, she sent another wave of her miasma through him, and Michael bit down on his lip.
āHffā¦ā
He looked up at Irene, who was whispering so gently to him.
He couldnāt shake the feeling that this woman was doing something terribly wicked to him.
Otherwise, there was no way his bodyānormally so unresponsiveācould be reacting so wildly right now.
His pants were growing uncomfortably tight, but that wasnāt the issue now.
Now, Michael gripped Ireneās hands tightly with both of his.
She didnāt seem completely at ease either.
Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and at some point her lips had parted, letting out heated breaths.
Michaelās gaze traced past her white teeth to the wet inside of her mouth.
āI want to put it in.ā
He didnāt know where he wanted to put in, exactly. He only knew that he was overwhelmed by the urge to press his lips to hers right now.
His thoughts turned instantly into pure desire.
He wanted to hold her, to swallow her whole, to press their bodies even closer togetherā¦
Before he realized it, Michael had reached out with his other hand to gently cradle Ireneās neck.
As he touched her slender neck, the cool, silvery hair brushed softly against his hand.
That only made the reaction below even fiercer.
In that moment, an unbelievable scene flashed through Michaelās mind.
He was pressing kisses all over Ireneās naked, sleeping body. From the top of her head to the tips of her toes.
Like some depraved worshiper of a wicked god, he licked her everywhere.
Then, grabbing a handful of her long, silver hair splayed across the bed, he buried his face in it.
Breathing in like he was clinging to the sweetest thing in the world, he couldnāt pull his face away for a long time.
And then, still gripping her hair, he slowly slid his hand downward.
He couldnāt wake her as she slept. But he wanted to touch her so badly, he had to settle for just thisā¦
The moment that soft hair wrapped around him in his imaginationā
āAah!ā
Michael shuddered violently and wrenched his hand away from hers.
āMichael?ā
Irene, who had thought the miasma was erasing the traces of the Dragon of Oblivion as planned, looked up at him in shock at the sudden rejection.
Michaelās face was as red as if it might explode any moment.
āTh-this, I meanā¦ Ah, Iām sorry. Iā¦ I justā¦ā
He babbled incoherently, like a madman, then suddenly turned away.
Moving with obvious discomfort, he hurried into the bedroom and slammed the door so hard it echoed.
āā¦ā¦?ā
All Irene could do was stare blankly at the door heād vanished through, completely lost as to what had just happened.
* * *
The next day.
āMichael! Iām going to run out to the village for a bit!ā
Irene shouted toward the bedroom door, which hadnāt opened even by morning.
But there was no answer from inside.
āHaahā¦ā
Was pushing the miasma into him that shocking?
Shaking her head, Irene closed the door and stepped outside. From a nearby boulder, Chomp-chomp peeked out a tentacle.
[Your Majesty, take me with you!]
āLetās go.ā
There was no point leaving him behind with Michael. Besides, Chomp-chomp actually enjoyed exploring the human world.
āIāll buy you some apples, too.ā
He had looked pitiful lately anyway.
āAnd I need to pick up some more food while Iām out.ā
Normally, Michael handled all these things, so going alone felt strangely awkward.
Walking along the path, Irene kept glancing back at the log cabin again and again.
āHeās not going to just up and leave while Iām gone, is he?ā
Honestly, even if he did, it wouldnāt be a problem. Once a few days passed and he regained his memories, heād return right away anyway.
While Irene was walking awayā
āā¦Dear God.ā
Michael, having made sure Irene was well out of sight, opened the window and called upon the Lord, hoping the thick smell of lust filling the room would dissipate quickly.
At that moment, a man standing far off on the road watched Michael sighing deeply over and over.
