BFT | Chapter 18

Rlyel closed his eyes. When he slowly opened them again, his face was emotionless like the Grim Reaper with a scythe. The executioner without hesitation grabbed the back of the beast’s neck with one hand and pulled her back. The beast’s mouth fell open. Just as Rlyel used his other hand to flick off the stopper of the poison bottle...

"You..."

Before he knew it, Rlyel had sucked in a breath. The beast was now holding the hand that gripped the poison bottle and raising her head. At last, violent waves stirred in the blue lake, and beneath them, in the dark depths, a rotten drowned corpse floated upward.

Only the look in her eyes had changed, yet the beast’s impression was completely different from before. She was as cold as a white birch forest in a raging blizzard... and as devilishly wicked as a devil should be. Rlyel tried to steady himself.

This guy... I was right after all!

And that made it even more terrifying. What if the beast did not feel anger, and instead enjoyed being gang-raped by the prisoners?

"I’ll ask once more. Are you angry about what happens to you here? Do you hate it or not?"

The question slipped out before he could stop it. The beast immediately nodded. Rlyel could only barely feel relief, and even then a chill still crawled up his back. The beast’s relentlessly cautious wariness toward humans, maintained so thoroughly for two whole months while pretending to be stupid, was truly astonishing. The fact that she did not even trust the warden chief caring for her left him stunned.

"You’ve been pretending to be stupid so you could find a chance to run? I promise you, I’m absolutely on your side. Don’t doubt me."

Rlyel stepped back from the beast and said,

"Hold on for one more day. I’ll get you out of here after midnight tomorrow. I’ll handle the escape myself, so all you need to do is quietly follow me."

Abaddon Prison had only one exit from the camp in order to prevent prisoners from escaping. Since all the windows were also barred, if the outer iron doors were shut and a fire set from outside, anyone inside would have no choice but to die trapped within. The guards planned to kill them personally. Since the fire would spread to the staff residence too, even if the guards’ bodies were later found, it would not arouse suspicion. The superintendent and the dedicated Abaddon priest worked shifts and commuted in and out, so Rlyel had no reason to hesitate.

Since Abaddon Prison stood in a wasteland, by the time news of the fire spread, all that would remain here would be ashes. To an executioner who had beheaded more than sixty royals in a single day, this was nothing. This large-scale execution ceremony was punishment for the disgusting sex criminals and a justified act of execution.

More than anything, the number of people who knew the beast’s face would vanish. The beast would be recorded as dead too. With no fear of being tracked, Rlyel could stay with the beast until she adapted to the human world.

"Then I’ll be off..."

Rlyel could not finish the sentence. Suddenly, the beast shook her head firmly. The refusal was obvious at first glance.

What?

His scalp tingled as if struck by a club. Rlyel stared at the beast in confusion and asked back, "Didn’t you say you hated what the prisoners were doing to you? And yet you still won’t escape?"

The beast nodded. For a while, Rlyel kept his mouth tightly shut and glared at her fiercely.

Did she mean she would rather stay in Abaddon, where her life was absolutely guaranteed, than go out into the dangerous human world? Even if she had to spread her legs for the prisoners?

"...Change your mind. I’ll help you get back to where you came from. If you want to fuck, do it with your own devils, not humans."

The beast shook her head. Faced with repeated, stubborn refusal, Rlyel clenched both hands and forced himself to breathe. This was truly an unimaginable situation. His fury surged to the crown of his head, and for a moment he felt like throwing a punch at the beast.

"Leave tomorrow. Unless you’re delaying the escape because you’re reluctant to give up your orgy life."

Rlyel added coldly,

"Your wishes no longer matter. Tomorrow night, I’m getting you out of here."

The next instant, Rlyel’s eyes widened. The beast seized one of Rlyel’s hands and pulled it to her chest. A soft, yielding sensation touched his palm. The moment he understood the meaning of the sudden gesture, Rlyel’s mind went blank instead.

It meant she would sleep with him if he would let her stay here. The beast’s face, offering such a disgusting sexual trade with complete calm, left Rlyel speechless. It was the moment he once again felt the species difference between humans and devils.

Then something surged violently inside him. As the price of the bargain, the beast had shown sex so casually because she knew exactly how badly he wanted her body. In fact, it would have been stranger if she had not known. How many times had he gotten hard in front of her?

But if Rlyel had known earlier that the beast’s intelligence was not a problem, he would never have made such a mistake. He would have been cautious to the end, ensuring his feelings were not exposed. The inner thoughts he had laid bare without defense because he had believed the beast was stupid all this time, the desperate desire to have sex with her that he himself had found uncomfortable to admit and had shoved deep inside to avoid facing, all of it was now being confirmed in the most explicit way possible, and furious rage surged through his entire body.

"You bastard..."

Rlyel grabbed the beast by the neck with one hand and slammed her onto the bed. He straddled her upper body with his thigh. When that muscle-bound giant whom even men feared at first sight climbed onto her torso, the beast seemed unable to breathe and gasped, "Ah." Rlyel did not loosen his grip on the beast’s neck as he said,

"You want to be treated harshly by me too?"

"Ah... huu..."

The inside of the beast’s mouth, panting painfully, came into Rlyel’s view. That place, where the tongue had been brutally cut out, looked like a black cavern. Only then did Rlyel remove his hand from the beast’s neck and say,

"Change your mind. This is your last warning."

After panting for a while, the beast shook her head. He could not hold back anymore. Rlyel completely lost control and slapped the beast across the face. The emotion that filled his chest at that moment was dense sorrow. It was mixed with the pain of being cruelly rejected and the ache of having his heart carved out with a knife....

Even in his half-mad state, Rlyel finally understood. The very first time he had met the beast, the moment his eyes first met those blue eyes, he had unconsciously been certain that the beast was experiencing the same bewildering physical reaction he was, the same inexplicably strange sensation. That her fingertips ached, that she felt the pain surging in her chest. That the feelings of a cold blade piercing the heart, that irresistible pull, all of it was something the beast felt too, in that first instant they had locked eyes.

It had been a foolish misunderstanding. Rlyel had been thoroughly suspected by the beast and brutally rejected.

"So you want to stay here and spread your legs for me? Fine, I’ll give you what you want. It’ll hurt quite a bit, though."

Rlyel grabbed both of the beast’s knees, spread her legs, and pressed them tight against his waist. He pulled out his own cock and roughly stroked it with his hand. After getting hard in just a couple of strokes, Rlyel lifted the beast’s skirt and slammed himself in like a wedge.

"Ahh!"

The beast cried out, throwing her head back. Rlyel planted both hands on the bed and looked down at her. The beast’s face, tears dripping down it, was twisted in pain. Rlyel bit his lip hard before saying, "I told you it would hurt quite a bit, didn’t I?"

But it hurt Rlyel quite a bit too. Because he entered directly into a body that had not been wet at all, the inner walls clamped down hard around his cock. If it was like this for the one doing the entering, the one receiving it must feel as if her lower belly were being split in two.

Rlyel used one hand to pull the beast’s blouse up beneath her chest. The outline of a clearly visible penis bulged from her lower belly in a shape frightening to look at. It looked as if a thick wooden rod had been shoved inside her body for torture, but this was always what he saw even when having sex with women. In fact, he had not even thrust all the way in yet.

More than that... had he penetrated all the way to the womb?

At the moment of entry, he had felt the head of his cock force through some narrow point and slam hard into something. When having sex with women, he had often reached the cervix, but each time he had only pressed hard against it. This was the first time he had entered as far as the womb itself, and Rlyel was overwhelmed with surprise.

It seemed the reason was not the depth of insertion, but the fact that a devil’s body was different from a human’s. The devil’s uterine opening opened easily to the impact of the penis, as if it were functioning as a second vaginal entrance. It was a body designed obscenely well.

At last he understood why the prisoners searched for the beast as if addicted. The moment he thrust deep into the second hidden opening in her body, Rlyel felt a strong stimulation that made his lower abdomen ache. It was a sensation he had never once experienced with women, something impossible to obtain from a human body.

Rlyel steadied his breathing. He could feel traces of other men inside the beast. What wrapped thickly around the cock that had entered deep into her womb was undeniably semen that had not yet been pulled out. Barely suppressing the urge to ram his cock wildly into her body, Rlyel spoke.

"If we do it seriously, it’ll hurt even more. If you’ve changed your mind even now, nod three times. Then I’ll back off too."

At those words, the beast tightly closed her eyes. He waited a long time, but she never nodded three times in the end.