Under the Oak Tree

Chapter 244

Riftan muttered roughly, like a drowned person. “I’m far from being a hero. I’m not like that…”

His voice stopped when she touched his chest under the fabric of his clothes. Riftan looked at her with heavy, confused eyes. Max kissed his cheek and dug her fingers into his black hair, which glowed with a dark blue light. As she pulled on the hair near the back of his neck with her fingers, a slight shudder ran through his iron body.

“Maxi… stop…”

She pretended not to hear, while kissing under the lobe of his ear. A groan emanated from Riftan’s throat. He grabbed her shoulder with trembling hands and pulled her away.

“This is enough.”

She flushed with fear and looked at him anxiously. “Do you not… want me a-anymore?”

There was something like frustration that flashed on Riftan’s face. He muttered some swear words, roughly sweeping his face with one hand.

“Do you think… that is possible? I wanted you even when you were so thin and fragile.”

“Then…”

With a sigh of relief, she ran her hand over his forearm. At that moment, Riftan grabbed her arm as if he had touched a hot iron. Pain flashed in his eyes.

“But I don’t want to do that. Don’t you know? Even when I see you so hurt, I’m horrible as an animal in heat!” He rubbed his forehead against her hand, breathing shakily. “I don’t want to bother you anymore. I want to protect you. I want to treat you properly even once.”

“I-it doesn’t bother me.” When she got between his knees, he groaned and brought her over to the bed. “You… the things you do to me when we do that doesn’t bother me. Riftan… I like everything you do to me. I want to reciprocate that… to you.”

His neck trembled greatly. Riftan reached out and tried to embrace her, but he shook and clenched his fist again. Surprisingly, it was fear that floated across his face. A man who didn’t blink even with fearsome monsters in front of his nose was afraid of a woman who couldn’t even cut him in half. He turned his head and backed away from her, clenching his teeth until his mouth turned white.

“No. I can’t. I don’t have the confidence to be gentle. I’m sure I might do it like a person who has lost his sense…”

Riftan’s words broke when she unbuckled his belt and thrust her hand into the fabric. He inhaled wildly, grasping the blanket as if to gather self-control. While hesitating, she pressed her lips to his slightly parted lips gently and pushed her tongue in. The taste of sweet wine was felt on the tip of her tongue. As if testing it directly, she licked his lips gently and Riftan rushed to kiss her greedily.

He grabbed the back of her head and entangled her tongue with her aggressively. Then, she wrapped her arms around his thick, throbbing neck. Riftan tilted his head for better access, thrusting his tongue deeper into her mouth and wrapped his hand on Max’s breast over the bodice. That only seemed to boil the blood inside her body. She moaned, mimicking him, touching him the same way. Then Riftan’s face turned red enough to be clearly recognizable in the dark. As if ripping it off, he removed her bodice and placed his lips in front of the tip of her breast.

Max glared at him and closed her mouth firmly. As he waited for her to continue her words, he wrapped her hair around his fingers. She hesitated and sighed.

“In m-my eyes… Riftan seemed to hate me.”

Note – LF: Yesss communication agaiiiinn. This couple though, they fancy doing it whenever they’re in conflict lol.