Chapter 304: Soothing a Broken Soul [R18] (1)

Upon his words, the two aforementioned squirmed slightly.

Each movement caused their chests to press tighter against Axel’s face, making it harder and harder to breathe. Though he was suffocating, it felt so inexplicably heavenly that he almost asked them to stop—almost.

Though, of course, he held on to the last shred of his rational mind.

"If you don’t move, I’ll bite whatever’s in front of my mouth." He warned.

Despite that, the two continued pretending to be asleep. Their breathing, however, told a different story—he was fairly certain they were both wide awake. And not even trying too hard to hide it.

"I warned you...!" Axel opened his mouth and took a firm bite.

Soft flesh met his teeth, and a resonant moan slipped from Queen Wisteria’s lips.

"Ah~n!"

"...!"

Axel froze, confused.

Given their positions, he should’ve bitten Fenrir’s chest, but... ’Wrong one?!’

With his vision completely blocked, there was no way to confirm. What he didn’t know was that the two had planned this ahead of time—Fenrir had used her ability to open small rifts that swapped the position of their chests. A brain-dead scheme cooked up using their last combined brain cells, no doubt.

But it worked.

Mistaking it for Fenrir’s, he’d bitten Wisteria instead, leaving a clear set of teeth marks in the inner part of her valley.

"Fufu~!"

Rather than getting angry or crying in pain, she simply chuckled sweetly.

Her arms wound around Axel’s head and drew him closer. "If you want a bite, you only need to ask. Mother wouldn’t really say no..."

Fenrir deactivated the rifts then, as if on cue. She opened her eyes, frowning faintly, and let out a small whimper.

"Master... I thought you could tell us apart properly... I’m hurt..."

"Ugh...!"

That was hardly a fair thing to ask of someone whose vision was completely obstructed. He didn’t have a wolf’s nose like she did—he had no way of distinguishing them beyond presence and the sound of their breathing.

"Ah, this is bad...~!"

Queen Wisteria pulled Axel’s head back just enough to look him in the eyes. And only then did he realize—it wasn’t Fenrir who was topless at all. It was her.

She licked her lips, then leaned in close, pressing a kiss to the tip of his nose.

"I feel... so frustrated." She breathed, her voice laced with something that sounded almost like pain. "I’m tingling down there and I can’t help it... Duke Axel, can you help quell the fire in me~?"

"...!"

Axel immediately grasped where this was heading and tried his best to pull free. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

For some reason, though, his limbs wouldn’t cooperate. They were locked in place—he could move his head, his neck, and that was the extent of it.

"W-Wait, Queen Mother..." Unease sharpening into something closer to panic, Axel appealed to whatever reason she had left. "This isn’t right. What if Ria and Nina wake up?"

"Huh?"

She simply tilted her head, smile perfectly intact.

"Those two are awake too, you know?"

"What?"

Axel’s attention snapped downward, reaching out with his senses. By every measure—breathing, the energy settled inside them—the two seemed completely asleep. Everything pointed to it.

And yet...

"Mother, that’s cheating. Why did you sell us out?"

"And here I thought he wouldn’t figure it out until the end..."

Just as Wisteria had said—they really were awake. The whole thing had been an elaborate performance to make Axel believe otherwise.

"See?" She didn’t spare the two girls even a glance, keeping her focus entirely on Axel. "No complaints anywhere. Nothing’s stopping us~!"

The next moment, her lips met his—tongue slipping in, unhurried and thorough, roaming as if it already owned the place. Axel, though still half-bewildered, didn’t really offer any resistance.

Not that he didn’t want to—more that he couldn’t.

"As expected..." Fenrir murmured, something faintly worried in her voice. "Master, your spirit is in shambles. What did you see during the dive to cause this much damage...?"

Her blue eyes searched his before she shifted and pressed her lips to his neck.

Given that the two were still positioned upside down, it all felt different than usual—a strange, novel sensation. Chaotic, but sincere and oddly endearing.

"Pwah...!"

Queen Wisteria broke away, flushed and breathing hard.

"Doing this in front of my daughters... sends shivers down my spine~!"

The next moment, Ria grabbed her by the face and pulled her aside. "Unfair, Mother. My turn!"

And just like that, she kissed Axel next.

Longer, deeper, more intimate than before—neither of them surfacing until they were both gasping.

"Uhehe...~!"

Still dazed from the kiss, Ria was pulled away by the next contender—Nina.

"Sir Axel..."

She didn’t say anything beyond his name. She simply called it, and went for the kill. She didn’t even allow him a breath before launching into a 69-hit combo with her tongue.

If his limbs had cooperated, Axel would’ve been clawing at her back by now, desperately signaling that he needed air too. But they still refused to answer him—stubbornly, unnaturally still.

Too unnatural for something as simple as going numb.

A curse, or some manner of poison, was almost certainly at work.

His vision was already strobing black and white, accompanied by little sparks that floated at the edges—ones only he seemed able to see—when Nina finally released him, satisfied. He managed two or three ragged gasps of air.

Then—

"Master, my turn."

Fenrir leaned in, still upside down, and kissed him in short, teasing intervals.

Each one deliberately brief—tongue waiting, lips parted just enough to make him chase after the next. As if she were conditioning him. Training him to want it between every gasp.

By this point, Axel was fairly certain.

These four were serious.

Queen Wisteria was Nina and Ria’s mother—and yet neither of the two seemed opposed to her joining in. Dissatisfied, perhaps. But only just.

After everyone had taken their turn, Queen Wisteria glanced over to Nina and gave a small nod.

"Alright, let’s remove his restraints."

"Okay."

The three witches nodded in unison. They joined hands over Axel’s body, and a wash of purple light fell across him. Only then did he notice something he hadn’t before.

Where the light touched, chains flickered into visibility for just a moment—wrapped around his entire body. And as the light was absorbed into them, they cracked apart one by one and shattered.

"...!"

Axel felt it immediately—his body was his own again.

Even so, he stayed exactly where he was, flat on his back, staring up.

If he turned down the meal laid out before him now, he had no business calling himself a man.

They started it. There was no way he wasn’t going to finish it.