Beast Chapter 6

Chapter 6. Arcan

Freya rummaged through her arms. She had a dagger she always carried around for self-defense. But in this situation, the rocks rolling on the floor seemed more threatening.

“Catch her!”

The man, who had been staggering, jumped toward her. Freya shut her eyes tightly at the impending situation.

However, the pain she had braced for never came. Only then did she tightly hold the dagger in her hand and slowly open her eyes, her eyes trembling. In front of her eyes was not Lennox, who seemed like he would bare his teeth and rush at her. Instead it was the back of a stranger she had never seen before.

A large shadow followed the man’s form and covered Freya.

The sleeveless, loose-fitting clothing typical of Arcan clearly showed off his broad shoulders and powerful, well-defined arm muscles centered around his shoulder blades.

“Ugh…… Groan…”

The Lennoxes who had been chasing Freya just a moment ago were kneeling on the ground. One of them had his neck held in the hands of the man who had his back to her. He tried to wiggle his two feet in the air, but the man didn’t budge.
The man tilted his head slightly, holding the Lennox in one hand. His skin was a beautiful dark shade, and pure white hair fell just over the nape of his neck. Those striking eyes held clear golden pupils, set above a high, elegant nose bridge that seemed to reach for the sky.

His thick arms and broad frame radiated power. Sharp fangs peeked through his slightly parted lips, and his fingertips bore pointed nails, with joints that jutted out beneath the skin.

“…….”

Freya looked up at the man blankly.

Hoo…… The low, deep breathing of the man who had let out a deep breath through his lips without saying anything passed Freya.

The wolves that had been thrown out by the Lennoxes were gathering around the man, howling.

“Lord Raynan!”

Only when Eileen hurriedly ran towards him from afar.

“Thank you for coming…….  I was lacking, so I had you come to me yourself, Lord Raynan.”

Raynan. Freya didn’t know much about Arcan, having grown up in a country where they barely knew each other. However, she knew the name of their next king.

“……Raynan?”

She carefully tried to say the name.

At the voice calling him, his eyes rolled for a moment. He briefly looked at Freya again, but that was all. In an instant, a cold gaze that could penetrate her body passed by. The body that his eyes had swept over began to heat up. Freya’s heart began to beat rapidly.

***

According to what she heard, thanks to Eileen, there were no deaths, only injuries. So they decided to move on through the mountains for two or three more hours after a simple treatment. They arrived at the flat ground and began to pitch their tents.

Freya, who was covered in mud, was able to be the first to wash and immerse herself in the nearby river.

“Uuh, it’s cold.”

Freya muttered as she plunged into the icy water. She was still unable to recover from the situation she had just experienced.

“Oh my… How could there be a man who was so perfect for my taste?”

The incident of Lennox’s attack had long since been erased from her mind. Raynan’s face had a beauty that could not be seen easily in Terdona. And what about his body?

Freya felt that this marriage was already a success from the loose clothes he had worn. His thick thighs and large body were visible even under the clothes.

“That man is mine now.”

She came out of the water, writhing in joy. It was a little cold, but she was quite satisfied with her clean body. She put on some clothes and ran into the tent given to her and lay down on the cot.

“It’s a little hard?”

Freya rubbed her face against the pillow.

“Uhm, I’m sleepy.”

She guessed sleep was creeping up on her because she had been traveling. She gave in to her heavy eyelids quickly and closed her eyes.

However, it was midnight when Freya opened her eyes again. She instinctively twitched her body as if something was touching her. Her hazy eyes opened.

Was it because it was night? The world was pitch black. Not only that, but something had been pressing down heavily on her body for a while.

“I… Is someone there?”

She had just woken up, so her mind was still hazy. Her sleepy voice flowed out vaguely.

Or was it? Thinking she had mistaken, she tried to move her body a little more violently, but she felt the distinct sensation of someone pressing down on her body as if restricting her movements.

Freya inhaled, realizing that someone was climbing on top of her.

And what is this? She thought it was just pitch black because it was dark, but something like cloth was blocking her vision. Both of her arms were also lifted up and tied tightly somewhere.

“……!”

Her hands were tied, her eyes were covered, and she was being crushed by someone!

Is this a dream? Isn’t it because her sexual frustration is so strong that she’s dreaming like this? While she was confused, the man who was climbing on top of her touched Freya’s body as if to tell her that it wasn’t a dream.

A large hand squeezed her chest painfully. A rough hand without any consideration kneaded her.

And then, a moment later, a low breath tickled her neck and fell away. In that moment, Freya couldn’t help but realize who it was.

Raynan!

The low, heavy breath she had just heard, scratching her neck, made her stomach ache.

In the meantime, the hand that had been holding her chest tightened even more.

“Ahuhkk!!”

He had held her chest so tightly that her exhaustion completely disappeared. Freya’s lower body became damp from the painful sensation of her flesh being mercilessly torn by his big hand.

It seemed that she had been spending the boring time in the carriage all the way here for this moment.

“D-don’t do that!”

Freya’s pitiful voice, trained through various plays over the years, trembled and burst out.

“Urk!!”

Her body trembled. She didn’t know how long it had been since she had felt this way. Raynan kneaded her chest with his rough hands, almost ruining it, and ripped her clothes. When the thin slip was ripped off, all she had left was her underwear.

“Kyaakk!!”

The hand covered her mouth as if it was dissatisfied with her screaming mouth.

“Hmph…!!”

A naked body trembling was revealed. Her pink nipples, exposed in the cold night air, stood upright. Her pure white body was already covered with handprints from the few times he had just touched her. 

Her fragile body, which seemed to have never experienced hard labor or pain, was perfect for burning lust.

“Who, who are you…… Please don’t do this……. Heuk, nhn…….”

Freya flapped her bound hands and shed tears. Her head felt like it was going to faint at the sound of his snickers.

Raynan put the tip of her half-erect nipple between his fingers and sucked it upward.

“Uhugh……!”

Her plump chest was pulled upward as if it was caught on a hook. Freya bounced her waist in response to his touch.

“Ah, it hurts!”

He climbed on top of Freya’s body, which was trying to move, and restricted her actions.

Freya’s heart pounded at the weight of the man sitting on her waist. The pain of him grabbing her nipples, twisting them, and pressing them with his nails was vivid. Something kept getting caught between her legs.

“Mhm…… Nhhk…..”

Freya was shocked, shedding tears so much that the cloth covering her eyes became soaked.

Wait…. Is this really that hard?

He didn’t put something in his pocket wrong, did he? Even Freya, who had seen many men’s genitals before, felt something that made her mouth drop open.

It was something that was not enough to be praised as wonderful. The hand that had once again grabbed her chest went down her stomach and toward her underwear. Freya let out a sigh as she reacted more violently to the hand that tickled her pubic area. His hand passed her navel, and pressed her lower abdomen. Slap-!

“Kyak!!”

Freya, whose chest was hit, shivered. The place where she was hit throbbed painfully. Seriously…… It’s been so long since she had done something like this. As he kneaded her swollen chest like kneading dough, her lower body felt hot.

He, who had been pressing her lower abdomen with his fingertips, pushed his hand into her underwear as if responding to Freya’s expectations.

“T-this isn’t right. Please stop……….”

When his rough hand covered in calluses poked through her pubic hair and touched her clitoris, something popped out. Her legs trembled.

In any case, Freya didn’t even know who she was dealing with. The fact that she was with other people, separated only by a tent, made her even more happy. In addition, the tightness of the cloth that bound her wrists grew stronger as she resisted more.

She sniffled and buried her face in the pillow.  The hand that had been rubbing her clit a couple of times silently inserted a finger into her vagina as if caressing was a luxury.

“Hiik!”

It was wet, but it was only a little damp from excitement. Raynan thrust two fingers deep into the still tight place. He pushed open the tightly closed hole with force.

“Ah, ahh-uh…….”

Freya trembled and swayed as it pushed in. She looked like a small prey that had been bitten by a beast on the nape of its neck.

“S-stop… Heuk.”

His thick fingers forcibly pushed into the place that had not loosened at all. The hole that had been forcibly opened was red and accepted the strange intruder. The inner wall clung tightly to Raynan’s fingers.

Raynan, who held Freya’s shoulder and pressed down while shivering in pain, entered so deeply. It seemed as if her bottom had been torn. 

Soon, his hand that was entering while spreading the vaginal wall reached her pubic hair. Freya, who barely swallowed, half-lying down on the bed, gasped.

Yes! This is it, this is what I came here hoping for!

“Hoo… Please stop. Okay, I was wrong.”

He started moving his hands. As if searching for something, he pressed the inner wall, and then withdrew. He poked inside again, driving her even more crazy.

“Ah!! It hurts, it hurts- Heuk!!”

The hand with the protruding joints slipped out and came back in.