FLBE Chapter 9 Part 3

The man, who had been sucking her br*asts madly, suddenly crouched down. He lifted her smooth legs over his shoulders and commanded,

 

 

 

“Hold on tight. I won’t be gentle.”

 

 

 

“heunnng!”

 

 

 

With his soft lips, he enveloped her delicate area. Liena’s lower region was already soaked as if a flood had swept through. The continuous flow of her fl*ids carried a sensual yet sweet scent, deeply imbued with her essence. Rhetrik’s tongue traced the folds, revealing the tender, hidden flesh within, which caused his manhood to swell painfully.

 

 

 

As if savoring her smooth flesh, he closed his mouth, rubbing her whole area with just his lips. The soft lips stirred gently, making Liena unconsciously look down.

 

 

 

H-How could this be happening? The situation was horrifying, yet the sensation of him sucking on her below was indescribably good.

 

What is this maddening feeling?

 

 

 

The place Roan had been sucking all night was now drenched by Rhetrik’s mouth. After moaning all night under Roan’s caresses, she was now reveling in his tongue. Justifying it by being an Omega made her hate herself even more.

 

 

 

Yet, her body was ecstatic, dripping with fl*ids. When she squeezed her eyes shut, the man, who had been stimulating her with his lips, now lazily licked and spoke.

 

 

 

“If you want to watch, then watch. It’s yours anyway. Why are you so embarrassed?”

 

 

 

“Ugh, s-stop, heuk.”

 

 

 

“It seems your body has become even more sensual. Did your mentor do this? Did he suck and eat you like this every night? Did you beg him for even more while holding onto his d*ck?!”

 

 

 

Suddenly, Rhetrik’s harsh voice snapped, making Liena shrink back. She looked at him with frightened eyes, her heart sinking.

 

 

 

Amidst his angry black eyes, she saw a glimmer of sadness. The hurt she briefly glimpsed earlier. Though his gaze was still filled with hatred, Liena could distinctly feel the pain within.

 

 

 

Oh… this was jealousy. He was jealous of Roan. Jealousy. This monstrous man was jealous. It was absurd and impossible. If it were the Rhetrik I knew…

 

 

 

As if not wanting to betray her expectations, he quickly mocked her in a cold voice, like everything was just her misunderstanding.

 

 

 

“You’ll easily accept my d*ck now. I should give that bast@rd an award for turning you into a completely h*rny Omega.”

 

 

 

“Hngh!”

 

 

 

His voice dropped even colder than before. Despite the heat of his breath that could melt her lower body, his voice felt cold enough to freeze her to the bone.

 

 

 

Soon, he abruptly stood up. Wiping her fl*ids from his lips, he slowly unbuckled his pants.

 

 

 

“Now I’ll put my d*ck in. Are you excited? How should I handle that lewd body of yours to make you satisfied?”

 

 

 

“Heukk, Your Majesty.”

 

 

 

“A saintess who craves both the Emperor’s and the Pope’s c*cks, how impressive. I truly brought in a remarkable Omega. To corrupt that stone-cold bastard, you must really be an extraordinary Omega. Isn’t that right, Liena?”

 

 

 

His lips twisted wickedly, eyes filled with jealousy and obsession, as he spoke harsh words devoid of any consideration.

 

 

 

Tears welled up in Liena’s eyes again. She had only wanted to help Roan, who had always cared for her. She never imagined her actions would lead to this. Because of her, both Emma and Rhetrik suffered, and she felt as though she had become the lewd saintess he accused her of being.

 

 

 

“I-I’m sorry.”

 

 

 

At her apology, his hand paused on the zipper. His face, once icy, now twisted into a mocking smile.

 

 

 

“Sorry? You think an apology makes everything better? You should yell and fight back like you did earlier. Isn’t that something you’re good at? Like the insolent wildcat you always are when you see me.”

 

 

 

“I-I’m truly sorry. Really, sorry. I just… I wanted to help. Roan was in pain, and I was worried.”

 

 

 

Suddenly, his rough hand gripped her chin, forcing her head up. His wide grin made him look like a demon.

 

 

 

“Calling that bastard’s name so endearingly. When did you get so close? I let you go to learn something, and you two became infatuated? Did you go see him because he was sick? Or was that just an excuse to taste his d*ck? As expected, a lewd Omega like you, can always go crazy for an Alpha’s c*ck, isn’t it?”

 

 

 

“Ack, Y-Your Majesty…”

 

 

 

Overwhelmed with betrayal, Rhetrik gripped her chin as if to crush it. As her tears fell, his rage and brutal words hurt her deeply. She had never seen Rhetrik lose control like this. No matter how angry he got, he had never treated her so harshly.

 

 

 

She was scared. And yet, she felt sorry.

 

 

 

If only she had stayed when Roan held her. Or better yet, not gone to Roan that day. No, she should have hidden herself better. More than anything, her presence in this world was the problem.

 

 

 

But whose fault was that? Was it all her fault? Was everything that happened her fault?

 

 

 

“The Pope and the saintess are both insane. Forgetting their duties and acting like animals in heat.”

 

 

 

“Agh, I-It hurts…”

 

 

 

His grip loosened at her words, but his eyes remained wild with rage.

 

 

 

For a moment, Liena thought she might die today. In the original story, whenever this man lost his mind, the saintess would be brutally treated.

 

 

 

“You don’t know real pain. Let me show you properly, what it is today.”

 

 

 

“Y-Your Majesty!”

 

 

 

With a swift motion, he removed his pants and violently lifted one of her legs, aligning his throbbing d*ck with her entrance. His face was cold and menacing, as he plunged his d*ck’s thick head roughly inside her.

 

 

 

“Ah!”

 

 

 

“Look at me.”

 

 

 

“Ahg, heuk!”

 

 

 

“Are you crying out because you feel it’s unfair? Or because you’re disgusted by being impaled on my c*ck instead of the Pope’s?”

 

 

 

“Hng! Your Majesty!”

 

 

 

The relentless thrusting of his c*ck made her stomach churn with pain. Not only did he slam into her c*rvix in one go, but he pressed down hard, making it feel like her womb might be pierced.

 

 

 

Apologies and pleas were useless. For some reason, he seemed desperate to torment her. Yet, why did his eyes look so sad? The occasional flashes of pain in his eyes, amidst the madness, made it clear that he wasn’t enjoying this situation either.

 

 

 

Liena decided to remain still until his rage subsided. Surely, he would leave once his desire was sated.