Chapter 68
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Translator: Xrecker
Chapter: 68
Chapter Title: The Night Before the Storm x2
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Slide, slide.
With each movement of her hips, her wet flesh rubbed against my cock.
The smooth texture of her stockings against my skin was now a source of pleasure.
I was already on edge from Camilla’s earlier ministrations.
The scent of her arousal, filling the air, clouded my judgment.
Camilla, her hands on my chest, swayed back and forth, rubbing her groin against me. She leaned in and whispered,
“Does that feel good?”
I nodded, unable to speak.
How could this be the same woman who, just two months ago, was completely ignorant of sex?
Her natural talent, combined with her dedication, had transformed her into a master of seduction.
It felt less like a student-teacher relationship and more like… sex partners.
We had done everything but intercourse.
But we both had our boundaries. We wouldn’t cross that line until the three-month period we had agreed upon was over.
Lying on the bed, I watched Camilla’s breasts swaying and asked,
“It’s been two months since we started our lessons, right?”
Camilla, engrossed in her movements, replied,
“Two months and sixteen days, to be precise.”
“Really?”
I stared at the ceiling.
About two weeks left.
The three months I had initially thought so long had passed in a flash.
I couldn’t deny a sense of disappointment.
While I had been reluctant at first, Camilla’s captivating body and innate talent had drawn me in.
Of all the women I had been with, she was easily in the top five.
“Master Kaldrash.”
I turned to her.
“Yes?”
“Please focus on me.”
Camilla held my face in her hands.
My wandering thoughts must have been obvious.
I apologized and thrust my hips upwards.
“Kyaa!”
My cock had hit her clitoris, and her expression contorted in pleasure.
She blushed, embarrassed by her own moan, and glared at me.
“…No sneak attacks.”
She then began rubbing herself against me more intensely.
While a thigh-job was visually stimulating, the physical sensation was lacking.
I decided to change things up.
“Camilla, let’s change positions.”
“Positions?”
“Yes.”
I instructed her to get on all fours, and she complied, getting off me.
She awkwardly assumed a doggy-style position.
I stood behind her.
“Bring your thighs together.”
“…Alright.”
Camilla brought her plump thighs together, creating a tight, wet space.
She was already soaked. No further preparation was needed.
I thrust my hard cock between her thighs.
Slap!
My groin slapped against her thighs, creating a wet sound.
I began to move.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
The lewd sound of our bodies colliding echoed through the room.
“Ngh! Hnngh! Mmm!”
Camilla bit her fingers, trying to stifle her moans.
The sight was incredibly erotic.
I grabbed her breasts, which swayed with each thrust.
They were soft and firm, and I couldn't get enough of them.
I teased her erect nipples with my fingers, and she threw her head back, drooling slightly.
I continued my assault, pulling her arms back, thrusting deeper into her.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
The sound grew louder.
As my cock rubbed against her clitoris and labia, Camilla, unable to hold back any longer, began to moan freely.
“Ah! Ahn! Ahh! Ahn!”
I felt myself getting close.
To push myself over the edge, I pulled her upper body towards me.
And then, I kissed her.
A deep, passionate kiss, our bodies pressed tightly together.
Camilla, overcome with pleasure, responded eagerly, her tongue meeting mine.
And then—
“I’m cumming!”
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
As I unleashed my load, Camilla caught it in her hands.
Her palms were covered in a sticky, white fluid.
Huff, huff, huff, huff
We were both drenched in sweat, gasping for breath. Camilla looked at the semen in her hands, then brought them to her lips and began to lick it up.
The sight was so captivating that I couldn't look away.
Gulp
After licking every last drop, she looked down at my cock, still slick with her fluids, and, sitting on the edge of the bed, took it into her mouth.
Suck, slurp, suck, slurp
She didn’t seem to mind the mixture of her own fluids and my semen.
Once my cock was clean, she pulled away and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.
“Thank you for your service.”
Having been drained twice, I felt completely spent.
***
We went to the bathroom and washed ourselves.
It would have been uncomfortable to go to sleep like that.
If there had been a family bath, we would have bathed together, but unfortunately, there wasn’t, so we went to the separate male and female baths.
After my shower, I returned to my room to find Camilla, dressed in light pajamas instead of her usual maid uniform, cleaning up the aftermath of our lovemaking.
I asked her, confused,
“You don’t have to do that. The staff will clean it.”
“I won’t let anyone else clean Master Kaldrash’s room.”
She replied firmly, then replaced the soiled sheets with clean ones and gathered the dirty laundry.
As I watched her, a question popped into my mind.
“Camilla, why are you so good to me?”
Camilla, holding the laundry basket, paused at the door.
She turned slightly and said,
“It was the Demon Lord’s command.”
“Is that all?”
She hesitated, as if searching for the right words, then replied,
“At first, it was. But now, there are personal feelings involved.”
“What kind of feelings?”
She hesitated again, then said,
“It’s not… love. More like… affection.”
“So, you’ve grown fond of me?”
“You could say that.”
It wasn’t the answer I had expected, but it made sense, given her reserved nature.
The power of sex was truly frightening.
Just as she felt affection for me, I, too, felt a strange fondness for her.
I just hadn’t expressed it verbally.
“Alright. You must be tired. Go and rest.”
Camilla nodded and clutched the laundry basket tighter.
“Good night. I’ll be cheering for you in tomorrow’s match.”
She closed the door behind her.
“…”
The room still smelled faintly of her. I collapsed onto the bed, suddenly exhausted.
I would sleep well tonight.
***
The final day of the martial arts tournament had arrived.
The five-day tribal exchange was already halfway over.
While I hadn't had much time to enjoy the festivities, I would be free to do so after today’s matches.
Thanks to a good night’s sleep, I was in top condition.
Ozma seemed to be in good spirits as well, her face radiating confidence at breakfast.
“You look well today, Princess Ozma.”
She smiled and asked,
“Do I? I have a good feeling about today.”
“A good feeling?”
“My grandfather visited me in my dreams last night. Perhaps I can finally defeat Gav.”
“That’s great. Then we’ll meet in the finals?”
“I won’t go easy on you if we meet in the finals. So be prepared.”
Ozma said, devouring a large piece of meat.
She seemed to be getting ahead of herself, but her confidence was a good sign. It was better than being nervous and hesitant.