[Chapter 3] The Matriarch’s Exposure 3

Every time she squirmed to conceal herself, the wet silk burrowed even deeper into the damp valley between her legs.

The more she yanked at the fabric, the more explicitly it accentuated the plump swell of her sex.

It was a fiercely lewd invitation, violently trapping the male's gaze.

"D-Do not look! Turn your eyes away this instant!"

In-young demanded in a trembling voice.

But against a fully aroused predator, the pathetic authority of a highborn lady held zero power.

The exalted matriarch was sprawled at his feet like a desperate, rain-soaked offering, trembling and panting.

In that split second, a dark, heavy shift occurred beneath Sam-seok's waist.

His arousal, already imposing in its resting state, thickened violently the moment his eyes locked onto her drenched silhouette.

Veins bulging thick and blue, his surging erection shoved against the front of his coarse hemp trousers with terrifying force.

The coarse hemp strained so tight the threads groaned, near their breaking point.

Between his legs, a monstrous, brutal girth reared up, pulsing violently against the confines of his clothing.

Sam-seok’s ragged, heavy panting pierced the rain, as hot and feral as the breaths of a starving wolf.

His bloodshot eyes burned, looking as though he would devour her pale body whole.

In-young felt absolute terror as she bore the weight of his gaze; he was no longer a simple servant.

Her eyes instinctively dropped to the man's swollen groin.

She swallowed a scream.

It was beyond comparison to the pathetic, withered member of Scholar Park.

Trapped inside the man's trousers, a savage thickness writhed like an enraged beast.

A black tidal wave of terror crashed over her—the sheer fear that if that massive weapon forced its way into her tender flesh, she would be torn apart.

Yet, the mystery of the human body was bizarre.

Beneath that terror, a sticky, searing heat began to boil from the depths of her lower belly.

The primal hunger suppressed for nearly a decade began to unravel helplessly before the man's overwhelming, masculine dominance.

Between In-young's trembling thighs, beneath the wet skirt, a heavy slickness gushed from her aching center.

Her sensitive pearl and slick folds began to throb of their own accord, blindly craving the massive weapon before her.

A sweet, wicked breath escaped her lips.

"M-My Lady..."

A heavy thud shook the floorboards.

The towering servant took a rough step forward, and beneath his weight, the skiff creaked violently.

"D-Do not come near... Stay back! Take the oars at once! Must we not reach my maternal home?!"

In-young shouted frantically, scurrying backward.

But her voice was completely drenched in dark lust.

It was not the stern command of a master; it was a desperate, breathless plea—a fallen siren's tremor perfectly designed to snap his remaining sanity.

"The storm is too fierce. We will both become drowned wraiths."

His voice was hoarse, his bloodshot eyes locked firmly on her wet thighs.

The brutal, unforgiving shape of his erection strained fiercely against the coarse hemp.

"Up ahead... there is an uninhabited island where we can shelter. We must dock the boat there first."

He gripped the oars with brutal force.

At the mention of an uninhabited island, a sharp thrill of dread settled in her lower belly.

Isolated with a man harboring such monstrous size beneath this torrential rain—it was glaringly obvious what transgressive acts would unfold.

Her mind screamed to jump into the sea.

Yet her drenched lower body, shivering in anticipation of the coming ruin, unconsciously rolled her hips.

Amidst the storm, a savage predator stood with a rock-hard erection, towering over a fallen siren whose sex throbbed fiercely beneath her naked silhouette.

Battered by the violent waves, the skiff was dragged toward the pitch-black Uninhabited Island, sucked into an irresistible vortex of ruin.

It was the moment the lotus of crimson desire, ruled solely by the soul-shattering, primal ecstasy of flesh slamming against flesh, was finally about to burst into its very first bloom.