The Forest Where Monsters Live - Chapter 2
2. Overwhelming Ecstasy
Leticia twisted in her sleep.
She was trapped in a nightmare.
"Leticia—!"
Someone was screaming in the dream.
The stench of burning, smoke, and shrieks.
"Leticia—!"
She didn’t know who was calling her. The voice was familiar, but she couldn’t place it.
"Leticia! Hannah—! Help—!"
Hannah was her mother’s name.
Who was calling her so desperately?
"Ugh… nn…"
Leticia jerked on the bed, her face drenched in cold sweat.
It wasn’t the heat from the fireplace making her sweat like this.
"Ah—!"
She woke with a gasp.
Panting, she stared at the ceiling.
It was strange—this was her first time here, yet the ceiling looked familiar. The patterns, the curtains, everything felt eerily known.
I’m thirsty…
Dizzy, she staggered upright.
Her head spun.
Is it because I finally relaxed…?
After days of freezing and running from the constables, had her body finally given in to exhaustion?
She stumbled to the table where she’d seen a water pitcher before sleeping.
She gulped down one glass, then another.
The thirst eased slightly, but her headache remained.
Has the snow stopped?
She didn’t even know what time it was.
When she looked outside, the snow was falling harder than ever. Small trees were already buried.
It’s so hot…
The fireplace blazed violently. Had there been that much firewood before?
Had she only slept a short while?
Or had someone come in and added more while she slept?
The latter thought sent a chill down her spine.
She didn’t want to think about someone entering while she was unconscious.
She drank the last of the water, but her throat stayed parched.
Her head throbbed. Her skin burned. Her pulse pounded in her ears.
This was unmistakably the onset of fever.
After weeks of running, sleeping in the cold, and constant fear, her body had finally broken.
If I get sick here…
What would Johann, the master of this estate, do?
His kindness was a facade. She’d seen enough people in the slums to recognize cold eyes behind a warm smile.
She had no intention of staying long. The moment the snow cleared, she’d leave.
"Ah—!"
Her legs gave out.
She collapsed to the floor, too weak to stand.
Help…
But there was no one to call for.
She didn’t know where Johann’s room was. Didn’t even know if others lived in this vast estate.
Before she could crawl to the door—
Creak.
It opened.
Footsteps approached. A cold hand pressed against her forehead.
Ah… so cool…
She shivered at the touch.
"You’re burning up."
Johann.
Why was he here so late?
She didn’t trust him. But right now, she was just grateful.
He lifted her effortlessly and laid her back on the bed.
"Would you like something to drink?"
She nodded weakly.
When he returned with a glass, she drank greedily. The cold liquid soothed her throat—but only for a moment.
The thirst returned almost immediately.
"Better?"
She barely registered his question.
Her mind was foggy, her body too hot.
His fingertip, wet with water, brushed her lips.
Without thinking, she caught it between her teeth, sucking the moisture from his skin.
"Feels good, doesn’t it?"
Johann smiled.
In her feverish haze, his expression seemed gentle.
She’d been wary of him earlier—but now, she was just grateful for the relief.
She didn’t realize how wrong this was.
She didn’t know about the opium Johann had tossed into the fireplace while she slept.
The fumes had dulled her senses, leaving her pliant.
"Miss Leticia."
Johann leaned down until his breath brushed her face.
Even in this sweltering room, his exhale was cool.
"Would you like me to help you undress?"
Undress…
She was suffocating.
Her nod was barely conscious.
Fabric slid away.
With each layer removed, her body felt lighter.
Cool air kissed her bare skin.
She trembled at the relief.
She didn’t even realize she was naked in front of him.
"Still thirsty?"
Johann hovered over her now.
She nodded.
"Let me wet your lips."
She parted them, expecting water.
Instead, his tongue filled her mouth.
A lukewarm, wet tongue dug into her mouth and wrapped around her tongue in one breath.
Leticia moaned, too dazed to resist.
Her fingers tangled in his hair as he deepened the kiss.
She didn’t understand why her chest ached.
Why her body trembled every time he swirled around her tongue and sucked.
She didn’t know about the aphrodisiac mixed into the water he’d given her.
"Hnng.."
Everytime she tangled with the man's tongue, his breath and saliva seeped into her mouth. She didn't even realize that she was clinging to the man's lips, her mind melting in the heat.
Leticia clung to the man's lips like a thirsty child unable to take her mouth off a glass of water.
"Ugh...."
As Johann lifted his body and pulled away, Leticia's lips moved with a look of regret.
She gasped, wanting his wet tongue to swirl around in her mouth again.
Johann, who had gone down below her, grabbed her ankle.
He grabbed her thin, white ankle and placed his lips on her heel.
"Hnhg"
Leticia's body flinched as her heel touched Johann's lips.
He kissed her heel and slowly licked her toes with his tongue.
"Ah...!"
Leticia twisted her waist as Johann, who had been licking between her toes with his tongue, swallowed her big toe.
"Mmhm"
Leticia gasped for breath, excited by the fever but not averse to the strange sensation she was feeling.
It was ticklish but felt good.
The sensation of wet tongues and lips swallowing her toes and licking her heels enveloped her entire body in pleasant pleasure.
Johann's lips traced up her heels, down her calves, her knees, and the inside of her thighs.
Johann's teeth grazed the inside of her thigh as he rose, lowering his face to her exposed chest.
"Ah... ngh...!"
He seized her bare breast, swallowing the nipple whole before drawing back with a hot, wet pull. Leticia's body arched at the sensation of his scorching tongue.
"Mmm... ah, ah...! Hah...!"
As she writhed beneath him, gasping, Johann kneaded her breasts, marking her pale skin with blooming red traces.
"Hah—!"
Crimson teeth marks stained her flesh. Her stiffened nipples glistened, slick with saliva, trembling with each movement.
"Ngh, ah...! Ah...!"
While Johann sucked and bit, a throbbing heat pulsed between Leticia's thighs. She could feel it—the ache spreading from her inner thighs to that far more intimate place. Her legs twisted restlessly.
"Leticia."
Pulling his mouth away, Johann slid his hand down, fingers gliding through the damp heat of her thighs. Then he held his wet fingers before her eyes.
"Your body seems quite... unwell. Could that be why you're sweating so much here?"
Sweat?
Leticia blinked in confusion. Was that really sweat coating his palm?
Why would she be sweating there?
Was it because she was too hot?
She could feel the scorching heat pooling between her legs, the slick wetness gathering. Maybe it was sweat.
"If you keep your legs clenched like this, you'll keep sweating."
With a teasing smirk, Johann pried her thighs apart. His fingers danced along her folds, tracing slow, deliberate strokes upward.
"Ah...!"
The moment his fingers met her soaked flesh, parting her with a lewd, sticky sound, her thighs trembled violently.
"Mmh, ah—! Ah...!
His fingers pressed deeper, circling the swollen bud hidden within her slick heat, rolling and pressing until her hips jerked and her breathing turned ragged.
The obscene, wet noises filled the air between them.
Then—his fingers withdrew.
A hot breath ghosted over her drenched folds instead.
"Hah—! Ah...!"
Johann buried his face between her thighs, spreading them wide with both hands.
The sensation of his tongue licking through her dripping slit tore a shattered cry from Leticia’s throat.
"Ah! Ah! Aah—!"
The searing heat consuming her body, the dizzying pleasure of his tongue lapping at her most intimate place—it overwhelmed her, her mind fraying at the edges.
His pointed tongue speared inside, drinking down the slick arousal gathered within her with filthy, wet sounds.
"Hng... Ah, ah, ah—!"
Leticia's back arched as a hot tongue dragged itself through her slick folds, lapping at her with obscene wetness. Her hips rocked shamelessly against the mouth between her thighs, her moans spilling freely.
"Hah! Ngh—! Ah, ah—!"
The sensation of being devoured—of lips and tongue sucking, plunging deep—sent sparks of pleasure crackling through her nerves. Her skin burned, but it was a delicious, intoxicating burn. Shame was the farthest thing from her mind. All she could think was—
Don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop.
She had never known pleasure like this. Never known her body could ache like this, could beg like this.
Lost in the haze, her legs spread wider of their own accord, her hips rolling in a lewd rhythm.
More. Deeper.
She wanted his tongue inside her, wanted him to ruin her—
"You shake your hips like a whor€, Leticia."
Johann’s voice, laced with amusement, cut through the fog of her pleasure. He lifted his head from between her thighs, his lips glistening with her slick.
"Just like your mother. Dripping like a filthy sl*t, writhing for it."
His words barely registered. Her mind was too clouded, her body too feverish. All she could do was pant, her thighs trembling, her ¢unt aching.
Johann began undressing, his movements slow, deliberate. Leticia watched, dazed, as his clothes fell away, revealing the hard, flushed length of his ¢ock.
"Wh*re."
His smile was gone now. His eyes—cold. His voice—sharp with disdain.
But Leticia was too far gone to care.
"A dirty little wh*re."
The kindness he had feigned earlier had vanished entirely. In its place was nothing but icy contempt.
"Just like your mother. A shameless bit¢h, legs spread, waiting to be f*cked."
He stroked himself once, his thumb peeling back the foreskin to reveal the swollen, glistening head.
"Disgusting."
He leaned over her, dragging the slick tip of his ¢ock through her soaked folds, coating himself in her arousal.
"Nngh…!"
The contact made her hips jerk. She was burning, every nerve alight, her body trembling with need.
"Haah… haah…"
Her face was flushed, her eyes glazed with lust as she stared up at him, breathless.
Then, without warning, he pushed into her.
"A—AHHH!"
The stretch was bliss. Thick, hard, perfect. She cried out as he filled her, her walls fluttering around him, her ¢unt making the most obscene, wet sounds as he began to move.
"Hah! Ah! Ah—!"
Leticia screamed frantically, her face tilted back.
Johann's member plunged into her deepest part without hesitation, then stirred inside her, pulled out, and struck again.
Each thrust sent sparks flying behind her eyelids. Her body was no longer her own—just a vessel for pleasure, for him.
Johann gripped her hips, fingers digging into her flesh as he fu¢ked into her with brutal precision. Her legs shook, her toes curling as he drove her higher, higher—
"Hng! Ah! AHH—!"
Her cries were incoherent now, her mind blank except for the relentless friction, the way his ¢ock dragged against her walls, the way her body clung to him.
And through it all, his voice, cold and mocking—
"Filthy girl."
But she didn’t care.
She couldn’t care.
Not when he was ruining her like this.
Not when it felt this good.
With her legs spread wide, Leticia was impaled on Johann's length, consumed by violent pleasure.
Already, the space beneath her hips was soaked, making lewd, wet sounds with every movement. Each time he thrust, her slickness dripped messily between them.
The rougher Johann’s movements grew, the more wildly Leticia writhed beneath him, lost in the frenzy.
Her vision blurred.
Her hearing faded.
Every sensation narrowed to where they were joined—nothing existed but the overwhelming ecstasy.
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