Chương 26: Chapter 26: Cat Girl (R18)

Killian and Ilya entered the room where Killian was currently staying. A simple room with one white bed, a wooden cabinet, and a glass window where the light of the city was coming in.

Ilya's eyes wandered around. "So, this is where you are staying."

"Well, temporarily," Killian answered.

"You are leaving the capital soon?" Ilya asked, her eyes showing a hint of sadness.

"I don't plan to stay in the capital for long. I am just here to talk to an old friend of mine; then I will be leaving soon," Killian said, guiding Ilya to sit on the bed. "But the thing is, I am still too lazy to meet that friend of mine."

Ilya smiled. "You are an odd one."

"Yeah, that's the result of having too much time in hand," Killian said, leaning into Ilya and kissing her softly.

"I feel strangely hot," Ilya said. She raised her face, showing her red face.

Killian smirked. "Then, why not take a bath to freshen up?" he said, his hand gesturing to the bathroom. "There are spare towels inside; the house keeper keeps giving them to me even if I can't use them all."

Killian stood up and gave her way, allowing her to stand up and go to the bathroom.

Ilya, whose entire body was becoming hotter and hotter, went inside the bathroom. She leaned on the door, chasing her own breath, while her index finger was softly touching her own lips.

The bathroom was decent in size, with stone walls and an oil lamp as a source of light.

Ilya removed her clothes, used one of the white towels, and sat on the small wooden chair next to the water container. She washed her face to lessen the heat, but it was not effective.

A knock sounded from the door. "Mind if I join? I feel terribly hot too."

As if Killian's voice were a trigger, Ilya felt hotter, overtaking her mind completely. "I don't mind."

Killian entered the bathroom wearing a towel to cover his body. He approached Ilya, and a satisfied smirk showed on his lips upon seeing her current state—slowly being overwhelmed by her desire.

Killian squatted next to Ilya. "What's the problem? Why haven't you started yet?" he said, almost in a whisper but with a casual tone.

Ilya's eyes wandered into Killian's exposed torso, his lean body proportions seemingly chiseled by the gods. The scenery showing right in front of her made her face more red.

"Nothing," Ilya replied as she looked away.

Killian leaned towards her, guiding her face to him using his hand. Then, he took her soft hand, put it in his chest, and controlled it to rub down on his abs, allowing Ilya to feel their hardness.

Killian then sealed Ilya's lips using his lips, feeling her softness and heat with both of his hands on her hips. Their kiss lasted for a few seconds, and the moment their lips parted, Ilya's eyes no longer had any signs of sanity in them, completely subjugated.

"Let me help you clean," Killian said as he grabbed the bucket and put it beside him.

Killian positioned himself at Ilya's feet, poured some water on them, and began caressing them with his hands.

"You have delightful feet," Killian said, gazing up at Ilya.

Killian leaned and began licking her toes, his tongue playing in every number. He lined her feet for him to feast on, enjoying them while watching Ilya's reactions. Then, his tongue slid into the under part of her feet, savoring them—leaving no part that was not licked.

"Killian." Ilya moaned, a voice that was not familiar with her, but now she was releasing due to extreme pleasure.

Killian's hands caressed Ilya's thighs, feeling their softness. His palm traveled through her smooth white skin. Slowly, Killian's tongue traveled up, licking its way up to her thighs. Tasting every region of Ilya's legs. He just stopped upon reaching the edge of the white towel she was wearing.

Killian squatted and leveled his gaze at Ilya, a satisfied smirk on his face.

"When you said you would help me clean, I did not expect you to do it using your tongue," Ilya said, her breathing becoming heavier.

Killian's lips reached for Ilya's lips, and his hand landed on the part of the towel where her chest was. Although they were small, their softness could be felt.

"I have a request; can you do it for me?" Killian said as he released Ilya's lips.

"Is it something perverted?" Ilya asked, furrowing her eyebrows.

Killian chuckled. He raised his head and whispered into Ilya's cat ear. "For the rest of the night, I want you to end your every sentence with the word Nya~. Is that alright?" He said, leveling his gaze at her eyes again.

Ilya narrowed her eyes. "You are beyond help."

With one flick of fingers, the towel Ilya was wearing fell to the floor, revealing Ilya's beautiful body as a whole. Before Ilya could react, her lips were sealed by Killian's kisses. While his palm began massaging one of her boobs.

"What was it again? Were you saying something, Ilya?" Killian asked, with a mischievous smile on his lips. His fingers were playing on her crown.

Ilya opened her mouth, trying not to release a moan. She stared directly into Killian's eyes. "I said, You are beyond help, Nya~." Ilya wrapped her arms around Killian's neck. "I was saying that you are a big pervert, Nya~."

Killian's head descended and she began sucking her small but beautiful boob. Using his palm on the other. His tongue played with her crown, making Ilya shiver in pleasure. Killian skillfully introduced inexperienced Ilya to new sensations, and all she could do was moan.

Ilya leaned her head on top of Killian's head. Her hands caressed his shoulders. Killian looked up and kissed her; one of his hands began caressing her tail. Rubbing it from base to end.

"How is it?" Killian asked, enjoying the expression on Ilya's eyes.

"It feels good, nya~" Ilya replied with a moan.

"The good thing is, we are just starting," Killian said, his hands rubbing on Ilya's stomach. "Tonight, you will be mine. And mine alone."

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