Savage Forest Chapter 16

Chapter 16

After releasing everything, the man's eyes, gazing down at the closed hole that went terrified and frightened again, subsided terribly.

Tarhan grabbed the woman's arm that was pushing against his chest and made her wrap it around his neck. The woman's slender, weak wrists were hesitantly wrapped around the nape of his neck.

Seeing her face — as she gasped for breath and closed her eyes in preparation for what would come again, and the protruding collarbone was as red as a flower petal — made Tarhan's neck groan and tighten.

The two flushed breasts fluttering beneath it fluttered and swayed with the slightest movement as if seducing him. Every time the small chest moved up and down, the sweaty large breasts glistened.

His throat burned.

At that moment, something holding his patience broke. Tarhan touched the floor of the room with both hands, which had become heated by the friction of the two of them and the fire in the hut he built.

As he took his position, he could feel the woman tense up. Without hesitation, Tarhan inserted the stiff, bursting object that was about to burst itself from the hole through which the liquid flowed.

“Hu, huahng…! Haahng! Hhu, hahk!”

Unsurprisingly, the woman, who had already passed her climax once, could not stand the stimulation and struggled to get him out of her body. Still, the struggle to accept something that didn't fit her body made her bend her back.

Sinking his teeth in the soft flesh behind Enya's ear, Tarhan accelerated his final speed.

A beast-like noise erupted from his mouth.

When he rushed in like this, Enya felt like she was under a giant bear. The sound of his testicles crunching and slamming her was stark.

“Hak… huht! Uhk! Uhp—!”

She tried to cling to his body to somehow lessen the stimulation but to no avail.

The difference in power coming from the difference in physique was different. There was nothing she could do but to receive what he pushed in. It was terribly good. Her body, which had heated up so quickly, was shivering helplessly with pleasure.

Enya, not knowing what to do, just opened her mouth as she bent her head at the object that was digging beyond the limit.

No matter how much she tried to hold back her groan, she couldn't. Tarhan only focused on the parts she was sensitive to as if it was his purpose to make her moan.

“Haht, huhng…!”

Eventually, succumbing to the pleasure, she gave in to his body. Although she hated to be so distracted like this, there was nothing else she could do. Tarhan hated her patience. No matter what she did, it made him react like this.

Finally, the speed at which his flesh cut through her body increased even more. Her skinny legs wobbled and swayed over Tarhan's huge shoulders as she closed her eyes.

As she gasped with a moan, her walls were now contracting by itself, biting and sucking on him.

“Ahk…! Ah! Aahh! Haahng—! Haht, ahhngg!!”

Her buttocks were lifted up, and his genitals slammed into her opening.

Enya groaned at the object that had been placed so deep that its roots could reach her entrance before she put both hands on Tarhan's shoulder and pushed him down. However, it was impossible to push him.

In the end, not long after he put it in, she felt the climax again. Her back was bent, and the moans were blocked by the sound of his breathing.

With her head bent back, Tarhan tangled his wet tongue once more over her with had her mouth open. He shoved his tongue into the woman's sobbing mouth and poked something still stiff inside, which was tightening like crazy.

Tarhan, who had been in heat for Enya for a long time, finally made a beastly sound and stiffened his body. He quickly pulled out his thing and aimed it again at her lower belly. It felt as if something was pouring down from the bottom he pulled out. She also gasped and exhaled.

After the man's long climax, he stretched out over Enya's body.

Tarhan, who gathered Enya's drooping legs together, lifted it up. Her body, which was only soft without muscles, was folded very flexibly. While her knees pressed against her chest, her buttocks were slightly raised.

He could feel the hole through which he poked his object in and out was puffing, but thanks to her position, it didn't leak out.

Gazing at it carefully, he hugged Enya again. A lust like madness hung around his eyes. He shrugged and muttered.

“…I don't know what to do with you.”

Enya gasped and shook her head upon hearing this. Her inside was still contracting, and her love liquid was spitting out. At the same time, Tarhan also stopped moving and spread kisses over her body.

Her body seemed to melt into a dough in his hands.

“Just… Just let me not think of anything like this.”

When the woman, who couldn't even open her eyes properly, murmured, Tarhan's expression stiffened for a moment as he buried his face in her soft chest.

Enya knew he would soon start moving his thing that was buried inside her again, and it wouldn't stop until he had climaxed all around her body. She tightened her thighs once more.

At that signal, Tarhan began to move hastily again.

She thought as she fell under his body and began to move once more, it would be better if her body just melted like this and was eaten by him.

…If she became one with him, she would never have to get separated in pain again.

 

 

When she woke up, her body was clean but she could feel a tingling pain below. She didn't know how lost she was. Enya staggered and tried to get up, but someone's hand by her side stopped her.

“Tarhan told you not to get up. Drink this first.”

It was Ihita, an assistant to Old Lady Piache, who was the only healer in the tribe.

Ihita was a woman who cultivated a medicinal vegetable garden and took care of the sick next to Old Lady Piache. She would often come to her at Tarhan's earnest favor when Enya was grieving or had to be alone.

Seeing that she was here, it must have been that she had passed out or was not in very good condition last night with him.

Enya was accustomed to the liquid Ihita gave her. It tasted bitter.

She frowned.

“It's good for your body. Tarhan said that your moon cycle is coming.”

Ihita replied bluntly.

Hearing her words blankly, she looked at the date. The date when her moon cycle should have started has passed a little.

Tarhan's hunch on her body was spot on. In the midst of getting their body together, he realized that it was time for her moon cycle to come. He knew her body better than she did. He noticed, faster than anyone else, that her breast was hardening and her n*pples were thickening.

“Come on, take it. It's particularly good medicine for a woman's body.”

Ihita once again urged Enya, lest she would change her mind ahead of time.

Ihita resembled Old Lady Piache's personality. Reluctantly, Enya swallowed it and drank it. Her stomach churned. A stabbing pain rushed through her stomach once more.

Then, she glanced around.

As expected, Tarhan had already left. As usual, he came home later than she and always left first. He was rarely in the house except to have s*x with her. Should she ask Ihita…?

As Enya glanced at Ihita, she gave a quick answer.

“Tarhan is gone.”

“…Was he mad?”

Enya asked quickly.

Her voice cracked hard. She didn't know why she asked that in the first place. She couldn't find the slightest anger in Tarhan's eyes and expression when he treated her last night. Still, she also knew that he would never let go of the men he had seen the night before.

Ihita tilted her head as she did not understand the question of whether Tarhan was angry.

“I don't know. Tarhan is always in a bad mood.”

Enya was nervous at Ihita's answer. She wondered if Ihita knew what had happened last night that Ruhan and the women had taken Enya, who had been living in Tarhan's hut, to the Day of Repose ceremony.

Would she be able to properly look at tribe women's faces after going through such a thing? She felt something stuck on the inside of her throat pouring out again.

At the thought, she glanced anxiously at the entrance to the hut.

“Where did Tarhan go?”

She replied that Tarhan had gone to inspect the newly built settlement in the tribe to see where the women he brought in last night were. It was only then did Enya remember the ultimate reason for yesterday's troubles.

After muttering thanks to Ihita, she said she wanted to go find him.

At that, Ihita muttered uncomfortably.

“But, Tarhan has repeatedly asked Enya to rest as much as possible. He told me not to let you walk as much as possible…”

She had a terrible thought that he might have noticed a little bit of what had happened last night without telling her, so she wanted to see with her own two eyes what he was doing now.

“…Please. I'll tell Tarhan if anything happens so he won't blame Ihita.”

At those words, Ihita shrugged her shoulders and lowered her eyes. Enya took it as a sign that she didn't care about her business and hurriedly set out to find Tarhan.

 

 

The smell of mud from the newly built hut still lingered in the settlement she arrived at. In the aftermath of last night, people were still sleeping, and few were out to work. Enya moved her limp legs and looked around him.

'There are a lot of women I've never seen before…'

Looking around, she thought.

The women Tarhan brought to Perugia had darker skin and wavier hair than the Aquileans. She saw the women gathered together. Some of them had already made friends with the Aquileans, laughing and talking.

Enya couldn't bring herself to get any closer to them, and she just hovered around timidly. She could feel them glancing at her. First, they show interest in Enya, though upon realizing the condition of her leg, they quickly turn their heads.

Regardless of the tribe, people with imperfect body parts seemed to be treated coldly wherever they went.

Nonetheless, Enya couldn't stop hovering around them. It was clear what was going on, seeing so many people gathered at such an early hour.

 

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