CBS Chapter 6

Hmph, the way he snorted through his nose showed he was seriously offended. Da-mi, who didn’t know what she had done wrong, was just bewildered by his reproach.

  

“The… relationship, is that what you’re talking about? Is that it? You’re not going to silence me or anything?”

 

“……”

 

The snake looked at Da-mi, who was still worrying about pointless things, with pity, then let out a sigh of irritation. His smooth lips touched skin pulsing with blue veins.

  

—“I’m hungry.”

 

Hyeon whispered as he bit into Da-mi’s nape, who flinched at the slightest stimulus. The moment he tasted her, the suppressed hunger surged forward.

  

“What… what are you hungry for…?”

 

Sharp snake fangs that had sprouted in an instant pressed against the pale nape.

 

“Haah!”

 

Puk! The sensation of piercing the blue vein was vivid. Da-mi’s body convulsed from the creepy feeling of being shattered into pieces and then recreated.

  

What is this? It’s not pain… it’s pleasure? He said he wasn’t a vampire…

 

Tears of frustration welled up in Da-mi’s eyes.

  

“Don’t… don’t drink, ngh, don’t drink my blood….”

 

—“Shut up. I won’t listen to you anymore. Whether you remember or not, you’re mine, so I can do whatever I want.”

 

He bit the same spot again. The twin puncture marks from the fangs perfectly fit, piercing the rosy skin once more to inject venom.

  

The frail human body quickly became soaked in snake venom, torn and battered. Hyeon, atop the now deathly pale body that could die at any moment, repeatedly bit into the body that couldn’t fully digest the venom and was leaking it out. The venom, pooling and sloshing, overflowed darkly.

 

  

Crunch! With a sound of twisting bones, Da-mi’s limbs creaked. Bones broke, joints tore, even skin and organs melted away pitch black, but the regeneration was faster than the destruction.

  

What was inflicted instead of pain was violent pleasure.

  

“Ugh, ah… aagh!”

 

The split tongue of the snake slithered into her brain, sucking her bone marrow and delicately stirring the inside of her skull. As the sensation of the brain being licked directly reached her, drool spilled from her mouth.

 

Squelch, shlick, something was flowing. Drip drip, moisture pooled. The source was the reddened hole between her trembling thighs. Wetting the sheets, Da-mi lifted her hips high and rubbed her lower body against Hyeon’s heavy core.

  

“P-please… ngh, please… ah, ugh, ahh!”

 

Her insides were so empty that her head wouldn’t work. Da-mi repeatedly licked her saliva-drenched lips. She craved the thick organ that would fill her starving hole. If only she had that, she felt she could do anything.

  

Crunch! Crunch! Her body, endlessly breaking and regenerating, begged for intercourse. Her eyes rolled back, and she wailed like a beast, shamelessly spreading her legs and begging. Every hole on her body moistened, and before long, she pitifully exuded feeble pheromones.

  

Hyeon inhaled the increasingly sweet scent into the depths of his lungs.

  

—“I really didn’t want to do this.”

 

The sorrowful whisper and smiling face blurred like a dream. At that moment, Da-mi weakly shook her head.

  

“Liar…”

 

The snake’s pupils narrowed. He made a stubborn face like a childish boy denying it, then, as Da-mi completely closed her eyes, revealed his sinister true form.

  

—“That’s right. It was a lie.”

 

His twisted smile was blissfully beautiful.

  

Da-mi caught a glimpse of the nightmare endlessly devouring her—and woke up.

  

“Ugh!”

 

The whole body felt frozen and thawed, with hands and feet cold to the touch. Inhaling felt unfamiliar, and the chest that expanded with the lungs being used ached dully. In contrast, every joint was loosened. The body moved with the suppleness of a cat stretching.

  

“I’m alive….”

 

—“Of course, you’re alive. What, did you think I’d killed you or something?”

  

Hyeon opened the door and walked in, smiling. His tone was as friendly and sweet as when they’d met at the beach.

 

The winter bird sitting on the tree by the window flew away at the sound of his voice. Despite the falling snowflakes and the loud fluttering of wings, Hyeon didn’t even glance that way, his gaze piercing straight through Dami. Dami didn’t have wings, so she couldn’t fly away like a bird. His eyes, which had greedily absorbed sunlight all winter, shone with a shimmering light as they captured her.

  

Thump. Her heart sank into a deep abyss. The lingering heat sparked and ignited flames. Lukewarm love juice flowed from the hot and damp crevice.

  

“……!”

  

The entrance greedily opened and released the love juice, making her groin slick. Dami’s face turned pale and then flushed bright red as she felt the liquid running down as if she were leaking urine.

 

“What is this, how…, there’s so much….”

 

—“If you think that’s semen, that’s kind of unfair.”

 

Hyeon gazed steadily between her legs, as if he knew what was happening. There was nothing to see under the blanket, but Dami pulled the blanket up further as if feeling guilty.

  

—“You’re the one releasing the heat scent. You’re the one who leaked all of that.”

  

Somewhere between a sacred Bible and a cruel fairy tale. His sweet whisper, as if coaxing a child, sent chills through her eardrums.

  

Dami, her body drained of strength, blankly stared at the teary mole near his eye. Even now, she was being drawn into that shimmering aura. Even if he had exceptional looks, this was something else entirely. It was closer to a mutation, like a supernatural power. After all, he wasn’t even human.

 

“What do you want?”

  

Dami asked in a hoarse voice.

  

If this were a desperate cry born of fear asking why he was doing this, it might have been better. But looking into his eyes, all will to resist disappeared. The irrational thought that she had to give him what he wanted was overpowering, making resistance meaningless. Her mind and body were no longer in sync.

  

Dami avoided the snake’s gaze.

  

“You’re not human, are you?”

 

—“I’m not.”

 

“You’re not a vampire either…”

 

—“How many times do I have to say it? I told you—I’m a snake.”

  

Dami blinked and paused in thought.

  

“But you’re different from the snakes I know. A snake is just a snake—it can’t become human. What are you, really?”

 

—“I am…”

  

He started to say something, then shut his mouth into a straight line.

  

—“Take a guess.”

  

He pouted slightly and muttered playfully, yet with a chilling tone. Sensing the shift in mood, Dami carefully studied his expression.

  

Even a person without faith would feel pressure if faced with an omnipotent god. It was the perfect analogy for Dami’s situation.

 

He seduced and bewitched humans. Reason screamed at her to get away from this suspicious man immediately, but Dami couldn’t take a single step out of the unfamiliar room. Because he didn’t want her to.

 

Leaving aside physical dominance, she didn’t even feel the urge to resist. It was truly a dangerous situation, yet her body and mind were helpless. Without some kind of supernatural ability, none of this made sense.

 

Dami was already thoroughly captivated, with no means of escape. Yet she had not fully accepted that fact and was still trying to understand the situation.

  

“…Am I like a blood donation pack?”

 

—“A blood donation pack?”

 

“No. You said you’re not a vampire, and I don’t feel dizzy… so it’s not like you drink blood, right? You said you’re ‘eating me.’”

 

—“So what?”

 

“A feed box? Emergency rations? Are you going to eat me if you get hungrier?”