I Raised the Beast Well - Chapter 81

Trigger Warning! This chapter contains Bestiality (around the end of the steamy moment) and rape (rape is a non-consented sexual assault, not necessarily only including lower parts penetration, but here, there is one described and more suggested).

If rape triggers you, do not read this chapter until the “ ***** ” shows up.

Read this chapter at your own risk. 

Belinda winced and squirmed under his body that was firmly pressed against her. It was stifling, yet strangely comforting. His hot body temperature, the sensation lingering between his and her own body, and even the dizzying rush on her senses, it was almost too much. 

Did he mistake her movement for a different meaning?

“Don’t run away from me, okay?”          

Aymon, who was pulling down a side of her nightshirt with his lips, squeezed her even closer. Belinda was buried in his arms ever so tightly that only her fingers could move.

Smooch, smooch! 

The wet sound of kissing rang in the quiet room. Belinda put her palm on her chest and pressed it hard. This is because she thought her heart was beating louder than the sound of Aymon’s rain of kisses.

She did it because it’d be embarrassing if he heard the sound, but somehow Aymon seemed to misunderstand the gesture even more.

Sliding his tongue down her collarbone, Aymon mumbled.

“When I see my opponent running away, I want to hunt them. I’m a beast after all.”

“….Uhh….”

While smoothly licking her collarbone, he also sometimes bit her flesh quite hard, perhaps due to his rising urge. 

“Let me do as much as I want today, okay?”         

Aymon seemed to be demanding something, but she couldn’t give a proper answer as he endlessly pressed his lips on her collarbone, neck and breastbone.

Each time she opened her mouth, it felt like a moan would come out instead of an answer.

Aymon drew his face closer to the thin nightgown that was barely covering the rest of her body. A wet tongue slipped over it. Belinda swallowed a strangled breath at the strange sensation traveling through her spine.

“Aaah…..!”

As heat spread through his face rapidly, an unfamiliar ticklish feeling rose up from her stomach, so Belinda pushed Aymon’s shoulder.

Her hands lost all strength and were unable to push his strong body away. Although, even if she did have the strength, it would be the same result, a futile attempt. 

“Aymon…wait…”

Gasping for air, her voice called out to him shakily.

Her nightshirt rustled as he slid it down swiftly with his mouth. In an instant, the cool night air touched her naked skin. A chill rushed over her skin.

Aymon hugged Belinda’s waist strongly, pressing himself against her tender bosom.

The stifling contact lasted for a long time. Almost like he was soothing the shivering prey in front of him. Aymon’s spine-tingling hot breath gently lingered on Belinda’s skin.

If he could, he wanted to pounce on her right away, but Aymon advanced slowly out of fear that Belinda would run away. He wanted to carefully hold that sweet honeycombs so it wouldn’t crumble.

“Ah…hng….”

Belinda dug through Aymon’s hair. They were tickling her body while he was kissing her. 

On her waist, Aymon’s clutch became even stronger, but Belinda only felt his lips that intertwined affectionately. 

Their bodies were so close to each other that there wasn’t any gap left between them, and there was a hot and heavy bulge that was touching the lower part of her body. Aymon’s breathy voice lingered on her skin. The two bodies got even closer.

“Breedee, Breedee….”

Belinda whispered “Yes…”, barely able to squeeze out an answer. It felt like she was washed away by the slow current of his passion.

He pressed her down, crushing Belinda underneath him.  

“Ah! Uh…!”

“Sorry, Breedee. Don’t cry, okay….?”

Unlike his wild behavior, a very sweet voice came out.

She gasped, buried under his body.

But Belinda couldn’t answer properly. She couldn’t let out her voice under the strength that crushed her and left her breathless.

However, contrary to how quickly he apologized, his aggressive gesture hardly subsided. 

Her face turned whiter than the white pillow she used to bury her face in. Her body hunched over in a sensation that was close to pain. She wanted to run away, but it was difficult since he did not leave her any opening.           

A tearful moan that sounded like a sob emerged from her.

“Ugh, uh, hng…!”

Belinda twisted weakly as she couldn’t rebel against the force that was holding her body so strongly.

Her body shook like a broken doll. Her head was muddled with the pain and pleasure that pierced her senses.

“Urgh…”

Soon, her vision blurred like in a hallucination.

Her stomach was suddenly filled with the heat of his root that filled her depths, and when his stem began to swell up and try to deeply root itself inside, her inner parts squeezed it like it didn’t want to leave a drop out. It felt like her body was burned by the tingling heat sensation that was running through her blood.

The faint dawn light rose outside the window.

“Ah….!”

Belinda’s body slumped in his arms. 

She didn’t know how many times it had been already. Belinda couldn’t even speak properly anymore in the midst of the heated pleasure. Her voice got hoarse from all the moaning. 

Belinda arched her back with a face drenched in tears. Her body, sensitive to the repeated stimuli, collapsed again.

“Aymon, Aymon…hic….”

Aymon’s lips touched her under her eyes instead of answering. Even after releasing his desire, instead of leaving her body, he stayed and licked, and kissed, her eyelids as if to calm her down.

A tearful plea came out from Belinda.

“Stop it already….”

The cracked voice rang pitifully, asking for a rest. The frail hand that pushed Aymon fell helplessly when he did not budge. 

The lips were roaming around her eyes, then pressed against her lips and gently kissed them.

He tilted his head and pushed his tongue inside to soothe her. The flesh that intruded slowly made moist sounds as it tangled with hers.

Belinda’s body melted again when the beast, which had been imploring her hungrily, became affectionate suddenly.

“Uhmm….”

Aymon tilted his head to deepen the kiss, simultaneously rubbing her cheeks wet from the tears, against his own. He stuck himself to her skin as if she was unbearably adorable and endearing and he couldn’t get enough of her. 

An enticing moan escaped her mouth. It felt like her body had completely melted as she couldn’t resist the sweltering heat. It was hard for Belinda’s body not to shake in his arms. 

Belinda let out a faint moan and tapped on Aymon’s shoulder weakly. The kiss that followed took her breath away. Perhaps he noticed how she was gasping for air, as his lips fell off finally. 

Kissing Belinda’s eyelids, Aymon whispered.

“Belinda, I’m sorry.”

“For what….?”

“It probably hurt a lot.”

“Huh?”

Belinda cried so much that she was barely able to open her swollen eyes. Through her fatigued gaze, she could see Aymon’s worried gaze.

“What are you worried about?”

When she stammered out the question, he replied in a soft voice as if soothing a child.

“I can’t imprint you with this body.”

“Imprint?”

Then, a different kind of weight pressed against her suddenly and was wrapped around her whole body, followed immediately by a beast’s breathing sound.

At one point, she started to lose consciousness slowly. 

When she turned her head to the side, she could see the dawn’s pinkish glow outside the window, before a huge black beast obstructed her vision. 

It seemed like she tried to push him away while she was crying even more, but eventually returned to hug him, and it appears like she was clinging to a leopard that was after her body.

Every cell and DNA imprinting her after that, made her body ignite. 

Her last memory after that was that she twisted her body due to the burning sensation tingling up from her toes to her fingertips, and then almost fainted from the pressure that filled her inside. 

In the meantime, she heard the voice that anxiously called her and whispered apologies in her head. 

[Breedee, I’m sorry. Breedee….]

Aymon’s call made her feel content, just like a lullaby, before she let her body sink weakly onto the bed. 

His voice calling her was so pitiful that she raised her feeble hand in the midst of her fading consciousness, but her hand fell back on the bed even before she could touch his fur.

Even though she wanted to hug him.

*****

Belinda woke up at the familiar warmth that rubbed her closed eyes and cheeks.

Barely pushed up her swollen eyelids, and her eyes were red due to the excessive crying.

Her body was hurting as if she had been hit all over. She must have sweated from the heat the night before, but seeing that her body was clean, Aymon must’ve wiped her off.

“Breedee.”

A gentle touch brushed her eyes. Hearing the low whisper that called her name, Belinda finally sighed. After standing dangerously in a line between dreams and reality, she felt like his call finally woke her up.

As she blinked slowly, Aymon’s face became clearer.

With a face full of worries, Aymon asked.

“Are you okay?”

Belinda opened her mouth to answer, but she couldn’t respond properly because of her sore throat. Aymon carefully raised Belinda up and put a cup of water against her lips.

The water flowed between her lips and went down her throat. Anxiously looking at Belinda who closed her eyes, Aymon suddenly acted like a parent to a child.

After Belinda drank all the water, Aymon, who roughly placed the cup on the bedside table, bent himself and licked the water dripping from her mouth.

“Is it cold? Should I get you warm water instead?”

The water was lukewarm. It had been heated up especially for Belinda, but it seemed to have cooled down while she was still unconscious.

Belinda shook her head weakly.

“It’s alright, Aymon.”

Only now the answer from the preceding question came out. As expected, her voice sounded hoarse. It wasn’t really that surprising, in fact, her voice had rested a bit during the night.

Aymon dropped his shoulders.

“I’m sorry. All I needed to do was to imprint you and then finish, but I couldn’t control myself.”

He got drunk on the sweetness that he tasted for the first time. The instinct that had been suppressed and hidden away exploded, coercing and pushing her hard, forgetting that his opponent was only a human being. 

Perhaps, it was because he has been waiting desperately since childhood. It wouldn’t even cross Belinda’s mind, as it was an impulse he had to desperately suppress for that long. 

As a result, Belinda was resting on the bed. 

Belinda smiled softly, feeling Aymon’s touch as he lay her down again.

How ridiculous.

‘I can’t believe I got sick only after spending one night with him… How could this happen?’

She gazed out at the window. The sunset light illuminated the fallen leaves.

‘I drifted off at dawn, so I guess I fell asleep for about half a day.’

When she thought about it, fainting would be more appropriate to describe it rather than sleeping.

“Did I sleep until dinner?”

Right after she could barely ask out the question in a quiet voice, Aymon paused slightly. Soon, he swept Belinda’s fingers and muttered awkwardly.

“It’s true that it’s dinner now. But it’s been two days already since that night.”

“Huh?”

With an awkward side glance, Aymon lowered his gaze.

“Normally you’d get a fever after being imprinted… I’m sorry, Breedee. I’ll be careful next time.”

He mumbled, looking like a boy who was caught making a big mistake.

He trailed off the end of his words and lowered his invisible tail. If he was in his leopard form, it would’ve been obvious that he would be crouched in front of Belinda and whining. 

Belinda stared up at him blankly. 

Two days. Two days…..she got scared of what would happen if there was a next time.