Chapter 3: Vengeful lust.
Subaru jumped out of bed in a fury, unable to shake his indignation and disdain for what had happened with Emilia.
'That whore Pandora cheated on me. '
He would impose justice and claim revenge for what had happened, but the first thing was to compensate Emilia for everything.
His fury only increased as he began to hold his painful erection, just remembering that had turned him on again.
'Calm down boy. ' He said to himself. The night before he had made love to her like he had never made love to anyone before. He couldn't help but feel bad about taking her virginity on the cold snowy ground.
Subaru twitched, his balls aching so badly that he stumbled and had to grab onto the edges of a nearby mahogany dresser, over which he leaned trembling.
What the hell? Why did it excite him so much?
In principle, he had come to seduce the witch who froze the place. He had prepared to fuck her like so many others and then force her to repair his damage. It was not the first time he had done so and Subaru had already aroused his deepest fantasies with several women, his most heartfelt desires, but now he realized that sex was not enough.
When he saw her, he knew immediately that she must be his, opportunistic as the next guy, he had laughed at what he would do when he saw her stumbling in the cold snow, confused and innocent as she was alone, and he had accepted the words in the book without question. He did so gladly.
Emilia was prettier than he had imagined, and her body glowed with her own inner moonlight. Subaru's mind had been paralyzed, what the hell was she? His knowledge of her felt blocked Why did he feel he knew anything about that half-elf? He tried to recall, searching for memories of that kind of creature, and hit a blank wall. All that came to his mind was that distant tantalizing memory of the time when he had caught on the breeze the hint of a scent that had driven him mad. Her silver hair smelled the same, it was so familiar.
I didn't remember... I didn't remember... I didn't remember... I didn't remember...
A time older than himself. It didn't make sense.
Why did he feel that was the answer?
He was absolutely focused on that woman, who was still sleeping in the same room as him, Subaru was eager to understand and classify what was happening, to find its proper place in his incomplete memory. But it was a total failure. Everything seemed wild and mysterious, serene like that woman in the glow of the moonlight. Subaru's whole body had tensed and startled at the sight of Emilia's naked body lying down, showing her beautiful body to him.
Subaru remembered the graceful sway of slender hips, generous open lips and a radiant gaze of sensual longing. The whole moment of shared passion came back to his mind and he longed to repeat it.
And throughout that moment of passion, she had loved him.
In that moment after apologizing, where they both shared each other, blind desire had seized him, searing him as it had never done before. He had fallen prey to it and to her, the young body and the old and perverse soul. The seducer, the bearer of lust was the one who had ended up being the seduced. The sensual undulation of that graceful female form beneath him had given the impression of a sort of epiphany. Eating her fleshy, eager mouth had awakened his devouring eagerness. He had thought only of penetrating her with his cock in captivating ecstasy. And so he did.
It was undoubtedly the best moment experienced by both of them.
However, that didn't mean she would forgive her, at least she knew he wouldn't forgive himself for what he did to her in the first place.
Subaru let out a grunt and smashed the mahogany dresser. He opened the door and went outside, naked in the winter cold, and immediately went to punch a tree. He must have made a lot of noise, because Emilia, who was in a deadly sleep, woke up, although without knowing what was happening.
In the midst of his outburst of rage, multiple figures in black appeared around him, they were his lackeys that he himself had recruited and had bestowed the necessary qualities to serve him.
Who was at the front was the leader, a giant figure of several meters, much larger than Subaru and anyone else present. Behind the robes of the cult, his rock-hard, dark blue skin could be seen. The other figures were of average human size, except for Camberly, who was tiny.
None of them commented on Subaru's exhibitionist state, the archbishop used to be like that almost all the time when he called them, he always did it while being surrounded by one or another of Regulus' wives. He did it to invite them to have fun, the wives gladly accepted.
But this was not the case.
Subaru was somewhat removed from the hut where Emilia was sleeping, it went without saying that he would not allow anyone, not even them to approach her, the half-elf was his, no one else's.
"Look for Pandora," he said. Everyone must have now known his intentions given the tone of absolute hostility, receptive to bloodlust. "She must be in the capital, looking for the future fifth candidate, Theresia should already have information on Ford's daughter."
The cultists stared at him. For a few moments they feared for their lives and could only do so. If they objected, they would have fallen prey to his wrath.
"MOVE, DAMMIT!"
The ground rumbled and the cultists faded into the shadows. Not only were they trusted lackeys, they were also smart and knew who not to bother.
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Emilia awoke to the sound of a tree falling in the distance. But it even took her a long time to "wake up properly", as it was necessary for her to blink repeatedly before she could do so.
Where was she?
As she began to remember, heat spread across her face causing her to blush, then spread throughout her body. She felt the wetness grow between her legs. Her anxious body cried out. With a moan, she reached between her legs and squeezed. This way it only hurt more, she needed more.
Emilia had never felt lust before meeting him, let alone so atrocious. She curled into a miserable ball, thirsting for that lover of sleep that at the same time terrified her. Something deep inside began to whisper her name as her hand began to work more diligently at calming that fire. Then the sound of the door opening disconnected her from everything.
He was there, when he walked in he stopped dead in his tracks.
Subaru was looking at her as he stood there, completely naked, just like her.
'What the hell was Emilia doing,' he wondered. It wasn't that he didn't know the answer, he just didn't expect it.
Subaru was mentally prepared to meet everything, he imagined she would still be angry, scared or whatever, but he didn't imagine finding her masturbating while repeating his name. There was no need to mention that his length came to life for her to see him.
He stared at her for a few seconds, then, without asking her permission, he entered and closed the door. Emilia looked him up and down, why the hell was he so attractive? Subaru stood there, ogling her, and she couldn't articulate a word in her embarrassment. She wanted to scream at him to leave, to reproach him for not even calling out to her before he came in, but something in his gaze prevented her from doing so. Her presence was imposing on him and he knew that whatever he said, it wouldn't matter. He would not stop.
Subaru had watched her as she tried to stop the fire by herself. Emilia felt like she was dying of embarrassment, she began to stutter, as if struggling to say something, while Subaru recorded the image in his mind. A sensual mouth curved into a cynical smile. Subaru's piercing eyes gleamed like those of a predator, calculating and malevolent.
He approached her, while Emilia contemplated his well-groomed physique, his bare skin, his black hair covering part of his forehead and his huge erection. She glanced down at his penis; she had seen it before, but this time she could see it more clearly. It was thick, large and elongated. Perfect.
"Don't you get tired of looking at me? " he asked, self-assured. "You can play if you wish. "
She wanted more than just to touch him.
"Subaru..."
Her name had never been spoken more sweetly and yearningly in all his life. He smiled with relief and wordlessly answered her implied plea, for she was pleading with him and he would not refuse.
Before she could regret it, he was on top of her again. He was possessing her again, taking possession of her mouth ardently and passionately.
That made her remember what happened yesterday, she wanted him to penetrate her again and in other ways. She squirmed, and he moved so that his thighs were on either side of hers, so that his hips were perfectly aligned with Emilia's aching pelvis.
This also brought the erect cock against the clitoris.
He placed his lips on her forehead and continued down to her cheek; then, very slowly, he bit her earlobe, making her shiver. Emilia closed her eyes as she melted and let herself go.
Why did he have to torture her ears? She looked at him with desire, not expecting it to give her so much pleasure.
Subaru looked into her eyes and saw lust reflected in them. Emilia felt him sinking inside her, opening her with his thick penis, widening her. Every nerve ending in her body responded to that growing desire. She wanted to scream. He felt her tightness embrace his erection, wet and hot. He began to thrust gently, slowly; he wanted to control himself, but it was complicated. She dug her nails into his back from the intense pleasure she was feeling.
"More...," Emilia pleaded, her breath coming in gasps.
He lost what little control he had left, he wanted to possess her, hard and deep. Make her burn with pleasure. He wanted it to never end. He began to penetrate her faster, in, in, out, in, out. He watched her breasts rise and fall and the taut nipples were eager to be touched. He sucked them again and bit them.
She just moaned in pleasure and hugged him tightly with her arms, with her legs. The sensations he produced seemed to spiral into her marrow. They dulled her senses. She couldn't hold still. She was pushing him, writhing, claiming him...he had said they belonged together anyway.
How on earth was this woman beating him? He couldn't know, but he couldn't allow it either.
Subaru couldn't remember anyone ever being able to keep up with him, or having felt such tenderness during lovemaking. He wanted to embrace Emilia forever, never to let her go again.
She quickly picked up the pace, clinging tightly to him. A thousand fires had ignited in her, coalescing into a single flame that soon could not be contained. And it coursed through her completely, drowning her in the sweetest of fires.
Refusing to lose to her, he picked up the pace even more, only yesterday he had deflowered her with a tremendous fuck and now it seemed like he hadn't fucked her in a century... Or was that the case?
The wetness made the penetration easier, if I could call it that, because it was so big that it didn't go in so easily, even though she was more than ready. They both enjoyed the brutal movements they were giving each other.
"I'll make you scream and fuck you like I've never fucked anyone before," he whispered to her. Although the two of them were almost on the same level in strength, Subaru was still much better at technique and knew which points needed to be applied to generate the most pleasure for him.
That whisper excited her, but it also made an uncomfortable feeling arise...jealousy.
Who else did he do this to? It was clear that he was an expert and she was a novice. He could brag all he wanted about his skill, but that skill was now hers alone.
She did not want to share this with anyone.
Her kisses, her touch, her warmth, her everything. I wouldn't stand for him to do that with someone else, and I wouldn't stand for it.
They rocked like animals.
He began to move at a new pace, moving in and out of her tight, juicy sheath. He began to leave bites around her neck, marking her as he penetrated her again and again.
Emilia stretched out her arms and leaned back on the pillows with her hands open, lips parted, reaching, reaching, reaching, and suddenly she was overwhelmed by a most intense rush of pleasure as he thrust through her, and she writhed in orgasm.
Subaru joined her with a rough grunt, thrusting deeper and deeper inside, he was on top of her pressing Emilia's back against the mattress as his climax poured into her. They held each other tense for a long moment. Emilia tried to find air.
"Not good enough," he muttered.
He then put her on top of him, and she spread her legs to straddle him, curling up and rubbing her sex with his erection.
Seized with desire, Emilia pulled herself upright and positioned him so that his wide, thick cock penetrated her. Next, Subaru took command again, grabbed her hips and pushed all the way to the root. She clenched her whole body and let out a scream.
Emilia also made noises, pressing animal sounds, shuddering as her body adjusted to the strong invading presence. Subaru tried several rhythms, thrusting with increasing urgency, fingers sinking into the soft white flesh.
She imitated him, resting her face on Subaru's neck and depositing tender bites on his skin. All that made Subaru smile of pure pleasure.
"You are mine."
Subaru opened his eyes and looked at her intently, they were still making love.
"I am yours," he said.
Emilia's mind was incandescent. She was unarmed. But knowing that somehow brought her some peace.
Throughout the morning, Subaru poured everything he had into it. He came roaring from the base of her spine as he engaged perfectly in her sheath. That wasn't sex. He'd had sex tons of times. But now, that sex he'd had casually with other women was just coupling and release. More often than not, half an hour later he had already forgotten the name of most females.
This was something I had not done before. Something more elemental, pleasurable and necessary than sex. Feasting on Emilia didn't satiate her hunger, it fed her need. Moving inside her was not enough. Reaching orgasm did not alleviate desire. It created the frenzy. Emilia absorbed everything he did to her and returned it multiplied, and blossomed even more luminous and intoxicating. He had to penetrate her thoroughly to never come out again.
Both of them were shattered. He had knackered her again and she had knackered him. They had gone so far and were so out of their minds, that they had reached the point of not understanding anything.
With her, Subaru was making noises and doing things that he had never done before, that he had never even conceived of. Subaru had not experienced a sexual act that produced a total abandonment of civilized behavior as with what he had with her.
Emilia brought her face to face with the animal that lived inside her. Her whole soul cried out his name.
They lay together in a tangle of limbs, his head on her shoulder, as the midday light streamed across the roof and the cool forest air filtered through the windows.
Emilia dozed off a bit. She had lost count of her orgasms, let alone those of Subaru. Subaru kissed her on the neck.
"I left a mark on you," he said as he looked at the bite he had given her. He did it only in the throes of lust, but he didn't regret it in the least and it wasn't one strong enough to make her bleed either.
Subaru wrapped his arms around her and they both fell asleep, savoring each other's warmth.
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Sundays were never easy days, people in the capital - except for her - did not work, so there were more customers than other days. They were days where there was no time to take turns, two to three demihumans would cum on me between grunts of pleasure. Sundays were definitely not easy days.
I hoped they wouldn't dig any deeper. I felt dirty as I was penetrated by cock after cock. They shared me without the slightest problem, as if I were just a random. They liked to lock me between their bodies and fuck me from both sides as another urged me to suck. They liked to feel themselves between them, fucking me between spasms of pleasure.
Different breeds, different sizes, different smells. No one was gentle. The black-haired bastard had been clear that I was a whore who enjoyed rough sex.
. The room was a hotbed of sounds of pleasure: gasps, moans, groans, grunts, sighs... They were fucking me with all the rhythms and I felt so collapsed with sensations. How many times had I already cum today?
It wasn't even noon and I was bathed in fluids of all kinds. But they didn't care. They kept cumming both inside and out. Others were making her swallow.
One of the customers pulled me violently and lifted me up to straddle him while he lay on the dirty mattress. His left hand held me so tightly that it hurt, another demi-human with rabbit ears appeared to fuck me in the ass while he pulled my hair back so he could see my face. I was lost in the pleasure of the rhythmic penetrations; another man grabbed my face, digging his fingers into my scalp and pounding me with his cock.
And so I had three cocks to please at the same time.
I was the slum whore.
And demihumans could enjoy my body for free.
When the three of them finished, a big guy showed up. Literally.
He must have been of the giant race, his face was familiar... Valga Cromwell?
No... that would kill me.
No way, I couldn't take it. I tried to resist, but my legs were numb and my pussy screamed for more.
"Love is something too wonderful to be denied..."
The voice of the witch echoed in my mind - IT WAS HER!
He was using his repulsive power to make me horny for Valga.
"I'll make sure nothing happens to you, follow your instincts..."
And so I did.
The collision between his hips and mine began to be the most violent and I abandoned myself. He reached the bottom of my sex, I did not understand how it was possible for him to enter, but he did. The more he pushed, the more a heat was born, a pulsation, which was spreading through the rest of my body. And his cock, which dilated me completely, continually hit the center of a target that took me to the moon. And each time I felt it thicker, harder...
I finally understood. Pandora had shrunk it to make penetration possible and now, little by little, it was recovering its original shape.
Valga had no mercy and gave me the biggest fuck of my life, not at all pleasant compared to the archbishop.
This was the hatred he had built up against me. He made it clear with each of his onslaught.
"it can't be..."
My mind was losing itself. I lost my strength little by little until I heard a broken voice.
It was a familiar voice.
"... Granny."
Oh Reinhard, how much you have grown.