episode_0043

After sex, Mikhail put a ring on my ring finger.

“Don’t run away.”

And then, as if I had run away before, he even threatened me not to leave his side.

It was funny that he would say that to me, who would go insane if we were separated for even a few minutes, but I meekly agreed.

“Yes.”

Because that’s what Mikhail liked.

It was such a simple reason.

After that, starting with the maid who brought me the poison, accomplices of the poisoning incident began to be dragged out one after another.

Although too many for a mere poisoning incident, a small number of people were tried for conspiring to treason and all were executed.

Although a bloodbath swept through once like that, Mikhail’s purge did not stop there.

Even the most trivial meetings, coincidences, were all linked to the poisoning incident, and he began to swing his blade even at the established noble factions.

And the majority of those who died that way were familiar faces.

People who subtly slandered behind my back or used minor violence. Maids who gave me spoiled bread or soup. Officials who found fault with every document and sent them back.

Whether it was a coincidence or Mikhail’s intention was utterly unknown, but one thing was certain.

That there would be no one in this palace to torment me anymore.

Only then could I put down roots.

—

I have exactly one habit, both in my previous life and now.

My hands sweating whenever I get nervous.

Today too, that habit finally came and made me troubled; it was truly like a leech.

But I couldn’t take off the wedding gloves either.

I rubbed the gloves against the vanity for no reason, feeling a strange regret.

And suddenly I saw myself in the mirror.

Myself, wearing a splendid wedding dress and heavy makeup.

I raised my left hand. The woman in the mirror also raised her right hand.

I pulled my cheek once. The woman in the mirror’s cheek also stretched out.

I couldn’t feel any sense of reality at all. Just a year ago, I was worried about whether I could marry a woman, let alone a man, but now I was wearing a wedding dress and marrying a man.

In fact, perhaps I was still in a dream. That all this was just a nightmare, that the countless people, including my father, who had died, were just a terrible nightmare.

And as soon as that thought occurred to me,

“It’s been a while.”

That terrible voice was heard again.

Voices of women, men, children, and the elderly mixed together and began to scream at me.

Cold sweat poured like rain and my whole body screamed. Even if I covered my ears and screamed as loud as I could, that scream never disappeared.

“Ah…. Aaaah-!!”

“Her Highness the Princess!”

The maids next to me fluttered about and tried to support me, but I swatted their hands away.

Mikhail. Misha. I needed him. I desperately needed him.

I need you now. Mikhail. Mikhail! Mikhail!!

“Mi…. Mikhail…..”

Bang-!

“Asha!”

And as soon as I uttered his name, Mikhail appeared. Sweating profusely as if he had rushed here.

Without even the strength to stand right away, I collapsed into his arms.

“Heuk…. Mihaiiiil….. Haeuk….. You said you wouldn’t leave…. Heueup….. You said you would stay by my side…. ”

“I’m sorry, Asha. I’m really sorry. I just went to the restroom briefly….. I’m sorry, Asha. I’m sorry…..”

Mikhail held me tightly and patted my back. He comforted me, crying in his arms, as if a mother were soothing a child who had a nightmare.

“Bad…. Haeuk….. You’re badd….”

Pat, pat.

Forgetting that the wedding would start soon, I cried in Mikhail’s arms for a long time.

That voice, which I hadn’t heard in a very long time, was utterly terrifying and horrific.

The feeling of being tied up, as if gnawing away at my brain again, and falling into an endless swamp.

It was something I never wanted to experience.

As my crying subsided a little, he gently wiped away my tears with a cautious touch.

“Heup….. Is my face completely messed up….?”

“Yes. Looks like we’ll have to postpone the wedding a bit.”

Mikhail lightly traced my smudged eyeliner and swollen eyes with his hand and let out a small sigh.

He soon called for his aide, gave a few instructions, and ordered him out.

As the torrent of emotions subsided a little, a worry suddenly came to mind.

‘Surely seeing me like this hasn’t turned him off, right?’

There must be many other distinguished guests, so maybe his love hasn’t cooled just because I cried over a mere voice?

Even I think I look terrible, so won’t I look terrible in his eyes too?

I struggled to raise my arm and cover my unsightly face.

But Mikhail, my worry,

“Still, you’re beautiful in my eyes, so don’t worry too much.”

Muah

“Heut… Huehet?”

He dismissed it instantly by pulling down my arm and kissing me.

A wave of heat spread from the cheek where his lips touched, and my face instantly turned hot.

‘It’s a relief he hasn’t lost affection…..’

I felt shy, yet my heart pounded as if it would burst. Blushing and my heart pounding over just one kiss on the cheek was truly beyond pathetic.

Thump, thump-

Our eyes met in the air.

My reflection was visible beyond his pupils. My half-lidded eyes, bright red flushed cheeks, and even my full lips. Although embarrassing, even I could see it was a captivating sight.

He slowly approached. I did not refuse and accepted him with my whole body.

Flutter

His hand disappeared beneath the hem of the pure white dress.

“Shall we try an experiment.”

“Ung….. Heueup….. Chyup…. Whut…. Heuu…. Expreemunt….?”

“To see if you’re okay even when I’m away.”

“Wh…. What are you….. Hieuk?!”

I tried to ask what he meant, but as his cock entered, my mind went blank and I couldn’t say anything.

I merely moaned with pleasure, clinging to him, and surrendered my entire mind to the pleasure of sex.

In the end, the wedding could only resume much later.

—

Rupis Cathedral.

This cathedral, built in the era of Ivan I long ago, was truly splendid and elegant, as if showing the golden age of the Rus kingdom.

The sunlight shining down on the guests scattered like rainbow colors as it passed through the stained glass,

And the ceiling frescoes were extremely realistic, yet at the same time contained a sense of divinity.

And at its center, the Archbishop, clad in pure white vestments, stood.

Even the platform he stood on was naturally blended into this beautiful cathedral as a part of it, with meticulous reliefs and decorations.

But amidst that beauty, the Archbishop’s brow was heavily furrowed.

The first reason was that he had to preside over the wedding of a wicked villainess,

The second reason was that the woman had not appeared at the ceremony even after an hour had passed.

Look, even the nobles sitting in the guest seats, though they couldn’t speak openly, were whispering and expressing their full dissatisfaction.

Creak-

Then the door opened without warning.

Step-

And entering was the groom, Mikhail Raskavan.

Wearing the King’s ceremonial robes, even though it was an hour late, he walked down the aisle confidently as if he had done nothing wrong.

At the sight of the King like that, the orchestra only came to their senses later and belatedly played the processional march.

As the processional march was played, the words that had filled the cathedral disappeared, and it instantly became quiet.

And as he reached the end of the path, this time the bride’s processional march began to be played.

Although it was a truly very short interval unlike the original plan, this could not be helped.

If that method didn’t work, he had to bring Anastasia to his side even one second sooner.

So that no one would see her having a seizure and looking for him.

At the door, a woman, Anastasia, wearing a wedding dress and a semi-transparent veil, began to walk.

Although her face could not be seen clearly hidden by the veil, every time she took a step, her pink hair fluttered as if flower petals were floating.

A top with shocking exposure, revealing up to her upper chest, yet still exuding elegant beauty without being vulgar at all.

And below that, extending in an A-line, a moderate amount of frills and decorations, neither too little nor too much, gave a splendid feeling without harming the refined beauty.

It was truly feminine beauty, to the extent that one could not recall her tomboyish former appearance at all.

Today, the nobles would revise their previous evaluations upon seeing Anastasia’s appearance.

Perhaps some might even rate her as a beauty befitting Mikhail.

But unlike that outward appearance, anyone with a keen eye who looked even a little closely would quickly notice that something was slightly off.

“Heueut….. ♡”

Her cheeks flushed far too red to be mere embarrassment, her slightly swaying legs, and the small, excited moans she let out.

If they had even better eyes, they would notice that an unidentified liquid was dripping where she had passed.

The transparent liquid, viscous and emitting a peculiar scent, was dripping drop by drop onto the aisle.

The identity of the liquid was Anastasia’s vaginal fluid.

At this very moment, vaginal fluid dripping beneath a bride more refined, elegant, and pure than anyone else was truly a situation of depravity.

Perhaps to explain this, one would have to return to the situation from an hour ago.

An Hour Ago

“G…. Gaa…. Go awaaay…..♡”

“Asha. Asha…. Asha….!!”

Inside a room with no one. At the time the wedding had already started, Mikhail and I were frantically colliding our bodies.

Even though we had coupled dozens of times last night, to no avail, he demanded sex from me again.

Although it was a bit much, I didn’t refuse.

Because Mikhail liked it. Because all I could give was this insignificant body.

I had to hold onto him, even if it was through sex.

As I began to reach climax, I wrapped my legs around Mikhail’s waist and buried my face in his neck.

“~~ ♡ !!!!”

“……!”

Byurut Byururut Byurut

As he thrust his hips for the last time, his cock buried into my cervix and at the same time, he forcefully ejaculated semen.

As his baby seed was generously sprayed into my empty womb, I felt something warm and thick filling me.

At such an odd and unfamiliar sensation, I flailed my arms and struggled.

And Mikhail supported me like that, pushing his cock in even deeper.

Jjigeok

“Haaaeu…. Heuu…..♡”

‘Feels sooo gooood……’

In the end, he pulled out his cock only after putting the last of his semen deep inside.

Pong!

“Ahik♡”

As his cock came out with a cheerful sound like a bathtub plug being pulled, a stream of semen trickled down.

“Asha, you shouldn’t let it spill.”

Puuk

“Heut?!”

And as if not to lose even that, Mikhail hastily blocked the entrance of my pussy with his fingers.

“Let’s put this in and carry it so the semen doesn’t spill, okay?”

Jjigeuk Jjigeok

“Heuek… Hieueuuu♡?!!”

And then he inserted a wooden dildo that, while not as large as his cock, was larger than the average size of other men.

“Just a little more~ Just a little more, okay? Our good Asha can endure more, right?”

Jjigeok Jjigeok Ssuuk

“Hit?! Hueeehet?! Ohok♡”

Pushyut Pushyut

Even amidst that, Mikhail stimulated my G-spot, causing me to climax again. He was truly a bad guy.

“There, it’s all in. You endured well.”

Stroke, stroke.

“Heuuueu….. Heuuueu…. ”

Only after the dildo was inserted so deeply that it was buried in my pussy flesh and couldn’t be seen, did Mikhail stop the insertion.

And then, even stroking me as if I were a child.

Being treated like a child felt bad, but his hand stroking my head was so warm that I didn’t stop him.

I merely lay there weakly, letting vaginal fluid trickle out.

“But what kind of experiment is this….?”

“The sex itself isn’t the experiment, it’s to find out if your separation anxiety is relieved even when you’re carrying my semen.”

“….. What?”

“Asha, you can endure well, right? If you don’t want to be punished later, clench your pussy tight so the semen doesn’t spill.”

Muah

“Euhet?!”

I should have definitely said I hated it, but my heart pounded so much at his sudden kiss on the forehead that I couldn’t say anything.

And in the meantime, Mikhail left the room, saying he would prepare for the wedding again.

Bad guy!

Mikhail is really a bad guy.

—

Step, step.

“Eut…. Heueut…..♡”

Surprisingly, Mikhail’s hypothesis was somewhat correct.

To think I could endure for 30 minutes if I received his semen, I didn’t know this would work.

In the end, because of that, I stumbled into the wedding hall without even being able to remove the baby juice that completely filled my uterus and vagina.

Thump

Sploosh

“Euheut…..!”

Every time I took a step, the semen inside my belly sloshed.

He must have ejaculated only once, but it was a truly monstrous amount of semen.

What’s more? Perhaps it had an aphrodisiac effect too, as the longer I carried his semen inside, my body began to heat up.

Swoosh

“Haaaeu……♡”

My new panties got wet again, making the change pointless, and my nipples, which I had barely calmed down, became erect again.

But even this was just the tip of the iceberg.

As my body gradually became aroused, my vagina slowly relaxed, and

Jjieup

“Heut….!”

The dildo began to descend. Along with the semen.

“If you don’t want to be punished later, clench your pussy tight so the semen doesn’t spill.”

I mustn’t spill it. If I spill it, I’m really screwed.

Leaving aside being caught, if I spilled even a little…

“Should our wife be so clumsy? This won’t do, we need training. Let’s train to clench your pussy tight so you can never spill it again~”

No joke, I would receive training disguised as correction all day long.

No, rather it would be fortunate if it stopped there, what if he demanded even SM play……

‘No!!’

That, I would die before doing. Even if I became Mikhail’s personal fuck doll, I didn’t want to fall to the level of a masochistic sow.

I clenched my pussy tightly, trying somehow to hold onto the dildo that was slowly descending.

Clench

“Euhng…. ”

Because of that, I kept moaning without realizing it, but fortunately, it was buried by the loud processional march and couldn’t be heard.

Thinking this and that, I was already in front of Mikhail.

I took Mikhail’s hand, who was waiting, went forward and stood before the Archbishop.

“~~~~”

“Heuu…..”

Jjigeok

“Euheu…..”

The Archbishop’s words scattered and buzzed. All I could hear was the sound of the dildo inside slowly descending.

Even though I clenched as hard as I could, the dildo slid on the vaginal fluid and slowly dropped downwards.

‘Nooo- Nooooot-!!’

“Therefore, God…..”

“Euheut……!”

How much time had passed like that? The Archbishop’s congratulatory speech, which felt like an eternity, ended, and other procedures roughly finished, and the wedding was almost over.

What remained now was the ring exchange and the vow kiss.

Whether God had helped, by immense luck the dildo had not yet come out. It was just peeking out of my pussy, though.

“Now, the ring.”

Mikhail put the ring on my ring finger. The emerald, symbolizing eternal love in this world, sparkled brightly.

It felt real that I had truly married Mikhail.

Now my name is Anastasia Raskavan. No longer Romanov, but I would remain in history as Mikhail’s wife and Queen.

I too, with slightly trembling hands, barely managed to put the ring on him. Unlike me with my complicated feelings, Mikhail smiled brightly and looked at the ring with a satisfied expression.

Ah- I truly belonged to him. I had become a woman with the duty to receive his seed, give birth, and raise his child.

But on the other hand, I was also happy. That it was now legally engraved that I was Mikhail’s woman, that I had become the rightful woman who could stand by his side.

‘I’ve truly become your wife.’

“The vow kiss.”

Mikhail and I stood facing each other. He, with his hair half-down and styled, looked truly handsome today.

His face drew closer. I just stood still and accepted his kiss.

Soon, as our lips touched-

Muah

“Hereby, I declare that the marriage of Mikhail Raskavan and Anastasia Romanova is established.”

The Archbishop’s words, announcing the end of the wedding, echoed through the cathedral.

Fortunately, I hadn’t dropped the dildo until then.

It was truly a fortunate part.

—

Deep within the royal palace, the King’s bedroom. In the wedding chamber just for the two of them, Mikhail held Anastasia in his arms and busily moved his hand.

“You still haven’t dropped it, Asha? Hmm?”

Jjigeok Jjigeok Jjigeok

“Aht…. Haaung…. Heuek?!!”

He kept inserting and withdrawing the considerably large wooden dildo from her pussy while continuously pressing his lips to her cheek.

Muah Muah

“How much force did you use? Did you really not want to be trained that much? I’m a little disappointed…..”

Jjigeok Ttugeok Ttueup Kkeup

“Hit…. Heuek…. A…. It’s notttahaaaat-?!!”

“What’s not? Hmm? Hurry and answer.”

Jjigeok Jjigeok Jjigeok

“Heut?! Hieut….. Heuek…. Go… Go awaaay♡-?!!”

Pushyut Pushyuuut

In the end, as Anastasia spurted out fluid and climaxed, Mikhail opened the entrance of her pussy wide with two fingers.

Then the inside became visible, in a straight line all the way to her plump cervix.

A little of the milky-white baby seed was leaking from the cervix.

As if her words about clenching tightly weren’t a lie, her cervix forcefully expelled the baby seed as soon as the tension was released.

Juruk

“Heut….. Euheut…..!”

In the end, a stream of semen that had been kept inside throughout the wedding leaked out.

Anastasia despaired at the punishment she would face upon seeing the leaked semen, but Mikhail merely smiled and took no further action.

“Well done. Seeing how warm it is, you must have been clenching hard.”

“I….. Is thaaaat so….?”

Chyup Chyup

No, rather, as if saying she did well, he kept giving her cheek kisses full of love.

Anastasia was puzzled at first by Mikhail’s attitude, but later enjoyed his cheek kisses.

Muah Muah Muah Muah

“Hit. Heup. Heut. Het. Heuu♡”

Letting out small moans every time his lips touched her, Anastasia trembled slightly.

Trembling and climaxing over just one kiss on the cheek was truly pathetic, but in fact, Anastasia had her own circumstances.

Because the feeling of being loved was conveyed every time she received a kiss. Because the sense of being loved filled her up,

She ended up climaxing over just one cheek kiss.

Chyup Chyuep

“I love you. Muah I love you, Asha.”

“Me tooo… I love you too, Mikhail….. I love you… I love you… I love you♡”

Before long, the cheek kisses morphed into deep, passionate kisses. The two rubbed against each other like slugs, busily exploring each other’s breaths.

They continuously exchanged words of love while engaging in foreplay for sex.

To Anastasia, Mikhail was the sun.

He was someone who had to exist, who always illuminated her and gave her the energy to continue living.

Therefore, Anastasia, like a sunflower, only gazed at Mikhail all day long, yearning for his love.

Foolishly, not knowing that he too was bound to her.

As if bound to the sunflower, the sun too gazes only at the sunflower, yearning for her love.

“I love you… I love you….. I truly love you, Asha…. ”

“Me tooo… I love you too, Mikhail….. I love you… I love you… I love you♡”

That’s why today too, they frantically entwined their bodies.

Because they could realize and indulge in each other’s love the most.

They continue to entwined their bodies.

Anastasia is bound to Mikhail.

Mikhail is also bound to Anastasia.

Not knowing that they are both bound to each other, they continuously reconfirm their love.

Always worrying anxiously about how much they love each other, and whether they will leave each other, they constantly try to hold onto each other.

Perhaps a love that might seem not just unusual but bizarre.

But for them, this kind of love is likely the best.

Because this is the only kind of love a boy rescued by a girl, and a girl bound to a man, can have.

Therefore, they love.

Continuously doubting each other and endlessly reconfirming their love.

Side Story 6 I Am Being Eaten Away by Him End