VCHM 10

Chapter 10

After Aldric had asked yesterday whether he could remove her undergarments, things had unfolded regardless of Violet’s intentions.

Before she even had a chance to fully understand what was happening, it was already over—like a violent storm that swept through, not once, but several times.

Only after Aldric had removed all of her undergarments and carefully laid her down on the bed did Violet realize that the situation was taking a rather strange turn.

And by the time she had roughly figured out what was happening, she was already caught in the middle of the storm.

After that, Violet simply gave up on trying to understand anything, like a small boat caught in turbulent waves.

That was the kind of night it had been.

Violet tried to push away the fragments of last night’s memories that kept resurfacing in her mind.

Aldric’s firm bare chest, his well-defined muscular abdomen, and his broad shoulders and powerful arms that had not budged no matter how much Violet pushed against or clung to him.

She especially didn’t want to think about what she had seen below his waist.

But she couldn’t simply erase those lingering images at will.

When Aldric had removed his lower garments and then his undergarments, Violet had wanted nothing more than to grab her clothes and run away at once.

She didn’t even know what was going to happen next, but it had been an instinctive fear.

Until the moment he removed his clothes, Violet had actually been quite comfortable.

As long as he was simply holding her as though embracing her and kissing every part of her body, everything had been fine.

Every one of his movements had been careful and considerate rather than forceful.

Aldric had slowly been getting to know Violet.

Somehow, through whatever strange magic he possessed, Violet had allowed herself to surrender to the unfamiliar sensations he gave her, and she had even begun to experience something pleasant, awkwardly though it was.

But the moment he removed his trousers, fear began.

He didn’t give her a long explanation.

No, he seemed to have no room for one anymore.

“I’m… at my limit now. Violet. Is it okay if we begin?”

Was she okay? What was he talking about? And what did he mean by ‘begin’?

Hadn’t they already begun something a long time ago?

Violet wanted to answer, but she couldn’t.

She didn’t even fully understand what he was asking, yet she ended up nodding almost instinctively.

After all, he seemed to know what he was doing.

With Violet’s permission, Aldric began moving cautiously, his expression showing that he was desperately restraining himself.

Violet was terrified.

But once the current began to flow, it could no longer be stopped.

Throughout it all, he whispered apologies and repeatedly told Violet to relax and let go of her tension.

But once fear had taken hold of her, her body couldn’t easily obey.

The pain of being split in two—.

The pain of being burned alive, with blood pouring out—.

The things she had vaguely heard people say resurfaced like a nightmare.

And so the two of them struggled for quite some time.

Violet thought Aldric would eventually give up.

Was it really worth going through all this trouble just to do this? Even if it was impossible, couldn’t they simply remain a happily married couple?

But Aldric eventually succeeded.

In a way, one might even say it had gone quite successfully.

He hadn’t torn her apart.

He hadn’t made her bleed profusely.

And he hadn’t made her cry out in agony.

There was a painful soreness in a place she couldn’t quite describe, but because Aldric had prepared her carefully, there had been no unbearable pain.

Even after some time had passed and she became accustomed to the unfamiliar sensation, the feeling of being overwhelmed didn’t disappear.

Still, little by little, she began to adjust.

The sharp pain she had felt at first gradually faded as they continued.

Eventually, Violet even began to understand a little of what was supposed to be good about the act.

At the same time, however, it was an ambiguous sensation that was difficult to call either good or bad.

She had only just stepped into the beginning of that strange pleasure, and Violet’s inexperienced body had already reached its limit.

Simply accommodating Aldric was exhausting enough.

She had no room left to think about whether she was enjoying herself or not.

Thinking about how Aldric had continued demanding her once he had finally let himself go, Violet couldn’t help but sigh a little.

Who would have thought that Aldric, who had seemed as harmless as a sack of barley, could have that kind of passion?

Violet was a little surprised.

She had known him for only a few days, but she thought she had already gotten a rough understanding of what kind of person he was.

She had been mistaken.

The Aldric of last night had not been the obedient man who came when she called and left when she told him to.

When the repeated acts and overwhelming intensity became too much for her, she begged him to stop.

But he didn’t let Violet go until the very end.

And yet, strangely enough, Violet didn’t feel inclined to resent him.

She wasn’t sure whether that was because she genuinely wasn’t angry, or simply because she was far too exhausted to feel anything strongly.

Her body, which had been worn out throughout the night, ached everywhere and felt completely drained.

She didn’t think she would ever feel this exhausted even after spending an entire day doing hard labor.

What on earth did you do to my body?

What had happened the previous night had truly been… an entirely unknown world to Violet.

The only consolation was that it hadn’t been nearly as terrible as she had feared.

Her wedding night with Aldric had been extremely awkward, embarrassing, and intensely intimate, but it hadn’t been unbearably painful.

And apart from how her own body felt, Violet had never expected that watching Aldric become so completely overwhelmed by pleasure would make her feel strangely happy.

He had wanted her endlessly, almost like a man addicted to something.

Aldric’s passion, moving restlessly as though possessed and seemingly never tiring, was almost like a—

…Let’s not think about that.

In any case, there was no denying that she liked the warmth of his embrace.

But if the purpose was simply to share body heat, wouldn’t a deep embrace be better?

Last night’s activity had been far too exhausting.

And so Violet decided to take a somewhat neutral position regarding this particular “duty” between husband and wife.

Not terribly bad, but not particularly good, either.

After stamping that conclusion firmly into her mind, Violet pushed the matter into a corner of her thoughts.

Anyway, after going through something this momentous, nothing will happen again for a while. Right?

She thought vaguely.

Violet had no idea how often such things happened between married couples.

A short while later, perhaps sensing that Violet had awakened, Aldric, who had been sleeping with his arm wrapped around her waist, opened his eyes as well.

He seemed to become suddenly conscious of their naked bodies pressed closely together and blushed for no apparent reason.

Then he lowered his lips toward Violet.

It was a gentle morning kiss that brushed against the corners of her eyes and her cheeks.

But Violet immediately felt a sense of danger.

She could tell that his body had changed.

Violet knew exactly what that meant now.

It was the very culprit that had tormented her so much the previous night.

Why is this happening again already?

Like a chick searching for its mother’s warmth, Aldric kept nestling toward Violet.

She forcibly pushed him away.

He looked distinctly disappointed, but apparently he decided not to ask for anything more.

“Shouldn’t we really leave now?”

That was how Violet managed to persuade Aldric.

They had originally planned to depart in the morning, but the sun was already high in the sky.

Even Aldric couldn’t argue with that.