Chapter 33: Expanding Power - 5
Chapter 33: Expanding Power - 5
Trembling, Enril breathed a sigh of relief.
When Jiha spoke to her, she took it to mean he wasn't going to do it right now, and she relaxed.
"You're not answering properly..."
"Hyaaah?!"
When Jiha nudged his member forward slightly, the tip grazed her anal hole, and Enril began thrashing all over again.
But Jiha was pinning her head and hips down tight, so her struggles amounted to nothing.
She could have used Mana, but Jiha was already prepared to counter with his own just in case.
Right now, though, Enril was in such a state of panic that she couldn't even think about Mana or anything else.
'Her clumsy sexual knowledge backfired on her.'
Enril had the basic knowledge of how a man and woman joined their bodies. That was why she had been able to accept her relationship with Jiha, however humiliating it was.
But doing it in her backside utterly destroyed every notion she held. To Enril, it was a genuinely terrifying prospect.
When a person is assaulted by a fear they can't even imagine, their mind simply shuts down.
"N-no. Stop. Please... please..."
Enril begged desperately.
Jiha kept his member pressed against her rear hole as he interrogated her.
"Stop what? Speak clearly so I can understand."
"Do-don't put it in there... not there. Please..."
Her voice quavered on the verge of tears.
To think the day would come when the haughty and arrogant Enril, a cold-blooded beauty who looked down on powerless men as if they were garbage, would be pinned beneath a man and beg like this.
No one in Warsland would ever believe it.
Even Jiha, who knew Enril well, was mildly surprised by the sight.
"I want to put it in, though."
"N-no, you can't. Please... just not there..."
Realizing it was all up to Jiha's whim, Enril pleaded with him piteously.
She sounded so truly pathetic that even Jiha, who never hesitated to use brute force to dominate, felt his resolve weaken a little.
"Then where should I put it?"
"..."
When Enril didn't answer right away, Jiha traced a circle with the tip of his member.
Feeling his shaft circling the vicinity of her rear hole, Enril trembled violently as if sensing what was coming.
"Pu-put it in... down below..."
"Where? Here?"
Playing dumb on purpose, Jiha prodded her anal hole with just the tip.
"Heek! Hngh, hngk!"
When he pushed inside just a little and then withdrew, Enril screamed and writhed under him.
Jiha pressed her harder to suppress her, leisurely savoring the feel of her body thrashing beneath him.
As if enjoying it, he kept nudging her rear hole with his shaft—a clear message that if she kept this up, he'd do something worse.
After the second or third time, Enril stopped thrashing, though she was still trembling.
She'd finally realized that she was prey caught by Jiha, and that the more she resisted, the harder it would be for her.
"Still not answering?"
Jiha murmured, pressing the tip of his member firmly against her rear entrance.
Though he'd barely pushed past the very tip, he felt a fierce resistance pushing back.
It sparked a thrill of anticipation—the pleasure waiting here was going to be completely different from her wet slit.
If Enril kept resisting, maybe he really should just thrust it all the way in and break her completely. That wouldn't be so bad, either.
"Pu-put it in... the wet spot... pl-please."
As though sensing Jiha's inner thoughts, Enril trembled and made her plea.
Utterly terror-stricken, she'd shifted to formal speech even without being ordered to.
"Who's asking?"
"Ji-Jiha..."
Reluctantly, Enril obediently attached the honorific. Her feelings played out plainly across her face, so at least she was honest.
But contrary to the terror in her heart, her body was growing even more aroused. He could feel the heat radiating off her through his hands.
Her private parts were so thoroughly drenched in honey that the juices were running down her thighs, soaking the sheets beneath them.
Enril was growing more excited precisely because Jiha was forcibly pinning her down.
Looking down at the peerless beauty who had absolutely no awareness of her own kink, Jiha smiled.
"And how, specifically, would you like me to do it?"
"Th-that's..."
If this question-and-answer game continued, Jiha might change his mind at any moment.
In a trembling voice, Enril whispered softly.
"P-pl-please... use your... thing... to thrust into the place that's gotten so wet."
"..."
Who would've thought the day would come when Enril would say something like this?
That the day would come when she'd be pinned under him, her ass raised, looking back at him with tear-glistened eyes as she whispered like this?
Jiha realized he'd already started thrusting his hips forward before he even knew it.
Parting the sea of honey that filled her cavern to the brim, his manhood drove deep inside.
"Haaaah... Haah!"
As Jiha pushed in, Enril accepted him with a sigh of relief. Her voice was a sweet mixture of the relief of having avoided anal and the sudden onrush of pleasure.
"Nnngh..."
Jiha groaned at the pleasure of being completely enveloped, feeling a twinge of regret.
He could have completely broken Enril if he'd tormented her a little longer.
Seeing her begging face, he'd lost his composure and run out of patience before he knew it.
'Well... I can do it next time.'
Now he knew for certain that pressing against her rear hole terrified her. It meant he had the black panther's weakness firmly in his grasp.
Now, at least in bed, Enril would never be able to defy Jiha.
As Jiha drove himself in repeatedly to her searing hot, tight cavern, he steadied his breathing.
Perhaps because she was so extraordinarily aroused, Enril's slit was hotter than ever before.
The intensely sticky, hot honey and the way her vaginal walls clamped down roughly combined to send powerful surges of pleasure climbing up Jiha's lower back.
It felt like stuffing himself into a meat-hole—a perfectly heated, springy lump of flesh dripping with appetizing juices.
It had felt good before, but now, with Enril even more turned on, her grip was even tighter.
"Nnnngh, heuk... Haah... Haaang..."
Head raised, Enril called out in ecstasy without restraint, her whole body trembling.
When Jiha grabbed her voluptuous hips and thrust deep, then pulled back, her rear undulated cunningly side to side, and her inner walls squeezed him in a rich, varied grip.
He endured the scorching tightness that made him feel like he might come any second and thrust inside again, making the plump flesh of her ass quiver while Enril's breath caught in her throat.
"Haah, Haaang... Ah, Aaah..."
Thud. Thud. Slap!
It felt like he was hammering his length into tight, gripping flesh. Slapping her ass, Jiha steadied his breathing.
Enril's squeeze was so much stronger and hotter than before that he felt like he was going to come too fast.
'I'll slow down a little...'
As Jiha swallowed hard and slowed the pace of his thrusts, Enril turned her head to look back at him, then wriggled her hips ever so slightly.
The rich flesh of her ass shook along with it, making her cavern convulse wildly.
"Ugh..."
The sudden quivering made Jiha exhale sharply.
Startled, Jiha halted his hips at the intense, unusual pleasure. Then Enril's rear began to trace small circles.
Squish. Squish.
His manhood, already more than halfway inside her, felt like it was being lifted from within, then bent sideways.
Enril's tightness was already superb, but the sight of her large brown ass moving on its own was also tremendously arousing to watch.
"Nnngh, ah... Haah..."
The moment Jiha stopped moving, Enril frowned, her hips circling to seek out her own pleasure.
Suppressing the surge of pleasure from Enril's unexpected ambush, Jiha coated his fingertip with the honey overflowing from her.
His index finger pressed into the springy, voluptuous globe of her ass and then invaded the tiny hole beneath.
"Hi, Hiiit! Hyaaah!"
The second his finger slipped into her anal hole, Enril screamed and shook.
Jiha, who had her movements sealed, snapped at her.
"Who told you to move on your own?"
"I-I wasn't moving, so..."
Gasping for breath, Enril tried to make excuses.
Jiha wriggled the finger he'd thrust inside her, up and down.
"Ha, Haaak! Hnghh! Hahk!"
It was as if he'd seized a lethal pressure point. The moment he prodded her rear hole, Enril shuddered and couldn't move a single muscle.
"S-st-stop... stop it."
"You brought this on yourself."
Even as he spoke, Jiha gently pulled his finger back out.
Enril was gasping in relief when Jiha's finger pushed back inside her, making her throw her head back and go completely rigid.
The intense pressure clamping around his finger made Jiha groan.
He'd only buried half a knuckle, yet it was being squeezed and pushed out as if it might snap his finger right off.
Not only was she a masterwork in front, but it seemed her rear was top-grade merchandise, too.
"I-I hate this. Pu-pull it out..."
As Jiha's finger slowly prodded her, Enril wrinkled the bridge of her nose and shook her head back and forth.
Jiha snorted.
"Why are you clamping down even harder when I poke your backside?"
"I-I'm not..."
Though Enril struggled to deny it, the moment his finger wormed into her rear, her cavern clamped down with crushing force, as if trying to squeeze everything shut.
The pressure alone, even without him moving, was enough to make a man ejaculate.
"Well then... let's take our time and enjoy it."
Jiha's voice was cheerful as he moved his hips again.
Pleasure flowed down his thighs, and his member grew even harder, stiff as iron.
"Haahk... Haah... Nnnngh..."
Enril buried her face in the sheets, letting out moans steeped in pleasure.
She was behaving meekly, thinking that if she went against Jiha, he might torment her rear again.
Slicing steeply through the clamping cavern, Jiha leaned his upper body forward.
Jiha whispered low into Enril's ear.
"I think I'm about to come..."
"Hah... hah... N-not inside."
Enril shook her head back and forth. It was a natural reaction for her, considering she even refused to let him finish inside whenever he drank her blood.
"Pu-pull out, and do it..."
"Should I really do that?"
Jiha spoke insinuatingly, his finger stealthily pressing against her rear hole.
At this blatant threat, Enril bit her lower lip and shook her head.
"H-heuk... hngk... hah... N-no... still... c-can't..."
When Enril remained stubbornly defiant, Jiha nodded.
"Okay. I'll do it inside, then."
"What?"
When Jiha gave the exact opposite answer, Enril was completely shocked.
Ignoring her, Jiha thrust his hips deep and pulled back even faster.
Suddenly, his member was pounding into her more roughly, picking up speed, and Enril thrashed her head back and forth.
"N-no... I keep telling you, not inside, so why do you keep..."
She kept saying no, of course—and crushing her refusal was how you made her submit completely.
Smiling only with his mouth, Jiha drove himself in deep and fast.
Sensing his hips' movements becoming blatantly quicker and his shaft growing harder inside her, Enril let out a pained, agonized moan.
"Nnghk, nngh... Mmgghh... You... you bastard. I told you... not inside..."
"Huff, huff..."
Breathing raggedly, Jiha kneaded the flesh of her ass.
Her plump yet soft, springy yet exquisitely firm mound of flesh distorted under his fingers, and her cavern clamped down around him even tighter.
"Nnnggh, nghh. Aaahaah... Haaaaah..."
Every time Jiha roughly hammered into her, the rippling of her skin was deeply satisfying to watch.
As he repeated the cycle of thrusting to the very end of her tunnel and pulling back, her inner depths seemed to grow angry, biting down hard on his sensitive glans.
"Oh, huff... huff."
"Ah, ah... Haah... Haah..."
Even as she said no, even as she sobbed, all she did was clutch the sheets tightly. She showed absolutely no movement to try and escape from the man.
Even when he drew huge grinding strokes—burying himself to the root, then pulling out almost to the very tip—she merely flinched her rear, showing no sign of trying to flee.
She was simply submerged in a rippling sea of pleasure, moaning weakly.
"I'm coming. I'm coming..."
"Nggh, Aaaaaahh!"
The moment an intense wave of pleasure surged through his lower body, Jiha drove himself home in one thrust.
Pyabyuyut!
His boiling semen jetted out powerfully, flooding her insides completely.
"Haaaah... Aaahnngh..."
The woman accepted the man's seed, which he was emptying into her while holding her hips in a tight grip, letting out a moan of climax.
With her voluptuous brown rear pressed tight against him, he savored the consecutive waves of overwhelming pleasure, pouring every last drop of the rising seed into her without holding back.
"Nnghh... Nnnnggh..."
Trickles of white semen began seeping out from their tightly interlocked union.
Still buried inside her, Jiha was lost in the afterglow of ejaculation while watching the sight. He opened his mouth, deeply satisfied.
"Let's..."
Click-clack, click-clack.
At the sound of approaching footsteps, Jiha froze.
Enril, who had been trembling and moaning in pleasure, also went completely stiff.
Sirel was coming back to the infirmary.