I Raised the Beast Well - Chapter 68

Translator/editor: ruby

Only then did Aymon close his eyes as she touched him. His bruised eyes were buried in the dark.

Aymon blindly dug into her neck, tightening the already close hug and slowly kissing her on the ear.

The large man crumpled into her arms helplessly like a lost child who’d found his mother.

Belinda smiled as she ran her fingers through Aymon’s hair while he dug into her. He had a warm, mellow scent of wood and a cold one of snow.

“Is this heaven? I’m not dead, am I?”

Her fear and shivers melted away. As she realized that Aymon was in front of her, she laughed.

How ridiculous was that? The first thing she did after nearly dying was to laugh?

“Breedee. Breedee…..”

Aymon kept whispering her name. He hugged her tightly and rubbed his cheek against her, fearing that she would disappear.

A hot, wet breath soaked Belinda’s skin. She smoothed his hair down and patted him on the back.

With every affectionate, gentle touch, Aymon’s breathing gradually stabilized.

His lips, which had been moving along Belinda’s neck, descended as he licked her soft skin.

Her body stiffened up. The feeling of his wet tongue was very clear.

After having died and coming back to life, she couldn’t understand that they were intertwined, facing each other.

Once she did, she flinched at Aymon’s frantic touching.

“Why… Why did you go to such a dangerous place alone, huh….?”

Mumbling, he passed over her collarbone with his lips.

She felt a chill in her throat. As she remembered the situation they were in, she couldn’t stand it anymore.

“I didn’t go alone… The accident… Mmmmm…”

He’d wallowed around like this a lot, but that was only in his animal form.

The one time she was with him in his human form, she was wearing clothes, so her feelings were different from now.

She was so excited she couldn’t stand it, but now it was even more…

She knew why they were tangled together, naked. To restore her body’s warmth. However, she was so feverish now that she could barely see in front of her.

Once she became conscious of the situation, her heart began to beat mercilessly.

“What would I do without you… If I lost you, I’d…”

Aymon’s whispers, permeating her body, had faint anger to them.

The more he thought of it, the more emotional he got. He roughly bit her tender flesh.

“Ah…!”

Belinda lightly moaned but soon shut up and swallowed the pain. Her excitement was much more potent than it.

Every time he put his body against hers, every time he dug in like a child, her fingertips ached. It was a harsh thing to feel right after returning to life.

Aymon’s heavy body weighed onto hers.

Belinda held her breath, suppressing her voice for fear of making a strange sound, but the sensation that followed forced her to groan again.

Aymon had grabbed a soft bit of flesh and put his lips against it.

“I knew you were gone, but I couldn’t find you.”

“Mmmmm…”

There was a faint whisper under her chest, but she didn’t understand it, too distracted by the sensations pouring in.

His hot breath passed a sensitive climax. Under the blanket, which covered a human and a beast, wet sounds rang.

“If I had imprinted you, I’d have found you… I regretted waiting calmly. I regretted it a lot, Breedee.”

Though she could clearly feel his biting and sucking, her head was spinning.

“Ah… Aymon, mmmm…”

It was the strangest excitement she had ever felt. Her waist shaking, she pushed Aymon’s shoulder away, but instead of moving back, Aymon just clung to her tighter.

With an urgent gesture, he hugged her to him, tightly pulling her to his chest. He clung to her like a child and sucked her up.

After wandering around a desert constantly, he was rushing to find an oasis.

Aymon’s heavy breaths clung to her skin.

“I thought I would go crazy when you didn’t open your eyes. I thought I’d go crazy.”

Aymon licked and rubbed her greedily and impatiently.

“Ugh!”

A short sound erupted from Belinda as he bit her sensitive skin.

There was a red stain on her skin – not just on her chest, but everywhere Aymon touched. Her white skin was covered in reddish marks.

Aymon bit roughly again. His body ran off like a hungry beast with his desire to imprint on Belinda’s body.

Aymon sighed with a growl.

“If you die, I’ll kill them all. I will mercilessly kill your father, your brother, and the people of your empire.”

Belinda stiffened up, not answering.

Was this the same cat she knew, talking of murder in a low voice?

Before she knew it, she was staring blankly at the shoulders covering her body, big and hard. Heavy pleasure engulfed her.

Every time Aymon hastily clung to her, his soft hair fell apart over her skin.

It tickled, but not as much as his lips passing over her. Belinda twisted away. Her head was a mess.

“Aymon… Mmmm… Aymon, wait….”

He couldn’t be stopped. Belinda clasped his white naked body and hair.

Aymon’s hot, rough breathclung to her constantly.

Her pleasure and fear soared. She didn’t want to reject him, but she kept pushing away his shoulder to escape from this strange feeling.

She felt like her reason had gone out the window.

She wanted to leave her whole body to this feeling but still had a strange sense of anxiety.

Every time Aymon’s lips touched her, every time his tongue slipped over her skin, she flinched. She didn’t even know how to define this feeling.

Belinda threw her head back and gasped. A tear rolled down her cheek from all these strange pleasures.

She felt like she was crushed by the black beast covering her, as she was stuck in this bottomless sense of excitement.

But as soon as Aymon’s hard hand clasped her thigh and dug in…

“Belinda is crying! Don’t bother her, you bad beast!”

The scampering was stopped by Mazetto’s sudden appearance. He pecked Aymon’s shoulder and shouted again.

“Why are you bothering her again? She came back from the dead!”

His wings flapped busily.

The tension between Aymon and Belinda broke with a cling.

“……”

“…..”

Both of them stiffened up and stopped what they’d been doing. Aymon’s hotly entering hand also lost direction.

There was a deep silence, interrupted by nothing but the faint sound of a crackling fire.

Belinda didn’t miss the opportunity of that moment for Aymon, who didn’t budge even to all her force, to regain his senses a little.

She pushed Aymon off her thigh and hurriedly covered herself with the blanket. She breathed out a warm breath and stepped back.

Aymon sat back, slouching as he blankly gazed at her. There was still a lingering feverishness in his blue eyes that shone blue in the dark.

Every time he took a breath, his six-packs reflecting the light moved handsomely.

Looking at his tight chest muscles and firm shoulders, Belinda blushed as she saw Aymon’s greedily clumped desire down there.

She lifted her foot and started to kick him on the nose relentlessly.

“You perv cat!”

Of course, Aymon’s body didn’t move a single inch with the woman’s faint kicks. He was like a wooden pillar, rooted to the ground.

“…..”

Aymon sat on his knees and stared at Belinda with forlorn eyes, like a lost puppy.

He watched as she went through a wooden drawer, still wrapped in the blanket, and put on a clean tunic, and as she got rid of the tangles in her hair with her fingers.

She covered the red mark on the back of her neck with her hair.

“Whew….”

Aymon sighed and stroked her face, looking like he still hadn’t fully returned to his senses. She could feel his dejectedness between his fingers.

***

One human, one leopard pretending to be a human, and one small bird.

The three laid on a rug in the wooden hut, talking.

“Anyways, Aymon, how did you get here?”

Aymon clasped Belinda’s hand and murmured back.

“I just wanted to see you.”

That was right. It was the only way to explain it. He’d missed her ever since she left, so he spent his time observing Shanti and Halla but came running excitedly after Shanti told him to go see her.

But he couldn’t say that, could he?

“How did you know I’d fallen into the water?”

“I arrived here and looked for the royal family, but when I got to the lake, you were nowhere in sight, and everyone’s faces were pale.”

As if just trying to recall the events was a challenge, every one of Aymon’s words was filled with pain. He looked down and continued.

“I sensed that you were in danger, so I followed your scent.”

“Could you smell me from that far away?”

“The scent was so faint that it was hard to find. I should’ve imprinted you earlier.”

Aymon turned away from looking at the ceiling and looked at Belinda with hazy eyes.

She laid still and glanced back at him.

Facing her innocent gaze, he laughed bitterly.

He gently swept down her hair with his hand and stroked her cheek, managing to swallow a breath despite his nervousness about the accident.

She was warm. Her skin was warm. She was his soft, warm Belinda.

She wasn’t cold and blue anymore.

Aymon closed his eyes. It pained him to recall it. He’d never forget that moment when the world turned upside down, and the sky collapsed on him.

He lowered his face and gently kissed her on the eyes. His warm lips touched them like petals.

“I was so scared, Breedee. You didn’t open your eyes….”