Chapter 70: King of Slaves - 7
Chapter 70: King of Slaves - 7
As Jiha pressed the head inside, Leticia's brow furrowed and she struggled to swallow a moan that threatened to escape.
This wasn't her first night either, so she had braced herself to some degree.
'Then I'll just have to break that resolve.'
But instead of sheathing himself fully, Jiha gripped Leticia's waist with both hands and straightened, lifting her with him.
Having steeled herself for him to thrust, Leticia was hoisted up completely off guard.
With only the tip inside her, Jiha stood, and gravity pulled Leticia's body down, swallowing him to the hilt in an instant.
"Hk?!"
At the penetration that shattered her determination in a single stroke, Leticia's eyes flew wide and she flailed.
Jiha caught her flustered arms and looped them around his neck.
"Hah, haht. Haaaa...."
Clutching onto Jiha, Leticia panted hotly against his ear.
It might have been the second night, but that sudden, relentless entry hit her harder than being deflowered.
Above all, the sensation of floating with nothing to hold onto was utterly alien.
When she reflexively shifted her body to cling to Jiha against the drifting sensation, a searing wave of pleasure rippled through her.
"Hng, ahh...."
Even without Jiha moving much, Leticia bucked her hips and let out moans that escaped on their own.
Not knowing what to do with herself, she buried her face against Jiha's shoulder and pressed tight against him. Without any command, her legs had already locked around his waist.
Unless you were a winged creature, you didn't just get used to floating in midair.
That anxious suspension, combined with the pleasure gouging into her from the inside every time she shifted, made her breathing ragged.
"Mm, ngh...."
As Leticia clung to him, scrambling not to fall, her inner walls rippled and squirmed on their own even if he kept still.
"You're light."
"Wh, what is...."
Leticia's body was surprisingly light.
Even accounting for how sculpted and sleekly feminine it was, she was excessively light.
It was probably a trait of the elf species.
When Jiha remained motionless, Leticia asked,
"Are you... stopping now?"
Since she was wrapped around him, it was practically a whisper in his ear.
"You want me to stop?"
"...Like you'd listen even if I told you to. Ngh."
He grabbed her ass with his hands, held her firmly in place, and pushed himself deeper.
Leticia's pale body jolted, and her inner walls milked his buried cock in waves—clenching from crown to root, then releasing—a continuous surge of pleasure.
The sensation of her squeezing his long-denied shaft, the slickness flooding out, made Jiha's body tremble too. He felt like he could spill at any moment.
"Nngh. Hahh...."
Afraid she would fall if he moved, Leticia clung to Jiha with all her strength.
Her resilient breasts pressed firmly against his chest, rubbing lewdly and distorting in shape.
"Be a little more honest."
"About wh, what. Nngh.... Nnghk."
Hanging onto Jiha, Leticia dug her nails in and shook her head, lost in the undulating pleasure.
"I'll keep reprimanding you until you are."
"A mere, mere human speaking to me like that... Hahh."
Leticia, trying to force a strong tone, trembled faintly.
Jiha pushed fully inside her and, gripping her ass to hold her there, walked her toward the wall.
It was possible because Leticia was so light.
Pressing Leticia's back against the wall, Jiha leisurely thrust his hips upward, then withdrew.
"Wh, what is this...."
Leaning the back of her head against the wall, Leticia looked down as if she couldn't believe the position she was in.
Her legs were hooked around the man's waist, and her body was responding, taking his cock.
Into her slickly drenched cleft, the veined shaft plunged and withdrew, and each time, her waist shuddered and helpless moans slipped out.
"Hahk, hnnng. Hah. Haa...."
"Still want to say you can't feel it?"
Jiha stopped moving abruptly while only halfway inside and asked. Leticia's pupils shook minutely.
No matter how stubborn she was, no matter how much she bluffed, pushing further was impossible now.
"Wh, what do you want me to say...."
"Do what I say, nice and quiet. Then I'll let up."
"Why should I, for a human... Nngh."
Right as she tried to speak, the cock drove into her in a flash.
"Because you're clinging to that human man right now, gasping for air."
"E, even so...."
When Leticia tried to resist, however weakly, Jiha withdrew slightly and then thrust back hard, repeating the motion and persistently pressing against the deepest end of her inner walls.
As the intense pleasure kept hammering her, Leticia thrashed and shook her head.
"St, stop.... Nngh. Hahh. Haaaahk."
"Time to admit it, don't you think? Before I get angry."
"...."
On Leticia's face, lost in pleasure, a shadow of fear crept in.
Jiha had coaxed her, threatened her—sure—but he had almost never gotten emotionally furious.
Jiha stopped moving and kneaded her pleasingly shaped breasts with his hands.
Kneading the chest that had swollen with arousal, Jiha gave a cold order.
"Beg me to do it."
"Those words, you...."
Leticia hesitated and swallowed the rest of her sentence.
It was something her pride would never allow her to say, but the Jiha before her getting angry was far more terrifying.
"...Do, do it."
When she blurted it out in spite of herself, Jiha frowned and pinched Leticia's nipple between his fingers.
"Hyaahk?! Haa. Aaaahh...."
Between the stinging pain and the tingling pleasure, the elf let out a piteous sob.
The wish for him to stop and the wish for him to keep going tangled together, leaving her mind blank.
Tears welled up in the elf's eyes, which had been fierce with unknown fear.
"Hngk, nngh...."
As Jiha stared at her and moved his hand to the other nipple, Leticia hurriedly opened her mouth.
"P, please do it...."
"But I'm just a vulgar human, and you're a noble high elf, aren't you?"
"Th, that...."
When Leticia hesitated, Jiha gently circled her nipple with his fingertip.
Afraid that the ticklish pleasure might turn to pain at any moment, and terrified that Jiha might do something even worse, Leticia opened her mouth.
"E, even so, it's fine, so...."
"Why would it be fine?"
"Well...."
Leticia faltered, then answered.
"You, you're sp, special."
"Not quite the right answer, but...."
The nuance was that she would make an exception only for Jiha, but the mere fact that Leticia had bowed her head held meaning.
"Right. Since I'm such a special human, from now on, if you don't want to see me get angry, behave yourself well."
"...Yes."
Unable to hide her fear, Leticia nodded.
She had realized that pleasure wasn't the only thing Jiha could give her—that he could make things much worse.
The whip, then the carrot. Jiha started moving his hips again while burying his face against Leticia's neck.
When he sucked at the skin of her neck, stiff with tension, and licked the sweat away, a moan of agony slipped out.
"Hahh. Nngh...."
Leticia wrapped both arms around Jiha as he caressed her neck and gasped sweetly.
Understanding that if she was honest and docile, the man before her wouldn't be harsh—that he might even treat her gently—the fear vanished, and a pleasure of relief rippled softly through her body.
"Good...."
Jiha stroked the back of Leticia's head as if in praise as she clung to him meekly.
The elf who had once raged about how dare he touch her was now accepting it without any resistance.
Kneading the white cheeks of Leticia's ass in both hands, Jiha began thrusting in faster.
"Ah, ha. Hng. Mm. Nn...."
Like a small boat toyed with by the waves, Leticia's upper body bent and trembled this way and that.
As the gasping Leticia desperately clung tighter so she wouldn't fall, Jiha met her eyes and tried to kiss her.
But Leticia subtly turned her head away, refusing him once more.
"Th, this... no."
"It, it's different from humans. Elves only do it at the, the wedding ceremony...."
Jiha didn't wait for her to finish and pressed his lips to hers.
Ssup, smooch.
He greedily sucked at those pure red lips, which she had meant to reserve only for the one she loved, amid everyone's blessings.
The elf, who had tried to protect her lips to the very last, closed her eyes in resignation.
Like a baby bird receiving food, she docilely parted her lips and accepted the tongue that the human man invaded her mouth with as he pleased.
Arms wrapped around the man's neck.
"Nngh, haa. Haa...."
Holding the ass of the elf who was trying her best to respond, Jiha pounded his cock into her with heavy strokes.
As they kissed and tangled tongues, her inside squirmed and honey soaked out profusely, turning sticky.
It was hard to believe this was the same impossibly tight hole he had struggled with—now it had loosened richly and was sucking fervently.
"You've completely become mine...."
"...Nngh."
At Jiha's words, Leticia could no longer deny it and cast her eyes down.
She realized her body had changed: not only did she permit his intrusion inside her, she had even given him the lips she had been saving for a wedding. She knew she now had no choice but to submit to this man.
The defiant green eyes that had always glared challengingly now gazed at Jiha with the light of obedience.
Convinced now that she was fully tamed, Jiha began to rock his hips faster.
The hole that had been tight now repeatedly loosened and clamped down hard.
Clinging to the man's neck so she wouldn't fall, Leticia let out only ragged gasps into Jiha's ear.
"Hang, hk! H, hot. Nngh...."
Both hands kneaded the elf's shapely ass, while her sweat-slicked breasts rubbed against his torso through their tight embrace.
The thrusting and withdrawing cock gouged through the tight inner flesh that bit down on him, while sweet moans rang in his ears.
As he savored every inch of the elf's body, the bliss of climax began coiling up his thighs.
"Ah, aaah. Hnng...."
Leticia must have felt it too, as her voice grew anxious.
Hanging there helpless and gasping, she shook her head, but Jiha gripped her ass tighter and kept pistoning in with shallow, rapid strokes.
"Ha. Haa...."
Unable to withstand the intense pleasure surging up each time, Leticia threw her head back, her pale body swaying pitifully.
Her white breasts, toyed with and shaking helplessly, and the pale pink tips that stood erect in arousal—all of it filled Jiha's gaze at once.
As his shaft swelled even more furiously, the elf asked in fright.
"You're going to, to finish inside again?"
Instead of answering, Jiha roughly rammed his cock in and out.
Of course he intended to come inside her. The woman sensed it from the fierce hardness of the pounding shaft and grew uneasy.
"Hn, nngh. Wh, what if a child comes...."
"Then a husband will come too, I suppose."
When Leticia looked at him with shocked eyes, Jiha kissed her again.
Those startled eyes seemed to soften, and then this time, she pushed her tongue out to him on her own.
At that totally submissive response, Jiha tangled his tongue with hers and thrust into her rough and hard.
As he tasted her upper lips, her lower lips clamped down on him with unprecedented strength.
"Ngh...."
Sucking her lips and mingling their tongues, Jiha's thighs shook at the rapidly cresting pleasure.
Fwooooosh!
The impossibly hard shaft shuddered and gushed out waves of thick semen.
Leticia's arms, which had been around him in a kiss, tightened their hold before she trembled violently.
Even the tongue intertwined with his went rigid and stiff, and from inside the woman's throat, the echo of her rising pleasure vibrated into Jiha's mouth.
As he savored the woman's response—sobbing while his mouth and his cock both claimed her—his shaft unloaded another surge of seed.
Immersed in the slowly receding afterglow of his climax, Jiha ended the long kiss and pulled his lips away.
"Haa, haa...."
Having barely been able to breathe that whole time, Leticia cast her eyes down and panted for air.
Trickle.
Mixed fluids of semen and honey seeped from Leticia's private area, dripping down to form a small puddle below.
As Jiha looked down at that trace, Leticia spoke in an exhausted voice.
"...This is tiring."
It was a position that consumed considerable stamina, since she had to cling to the man to keep from falling.
When Jiha withdrew his shaft, finally done with his prolonged ejaculation, Leticia sighed laced with a sweet aftertaste.
"Haaaa...."
Waiting for the pleasure to subside, Leticia stood carefully on her own feet with Jiha's help.
Too embarrassed to face Jiha's body straight on in front of her, she averted her flushed face.
"I want to rest a little...."
Leticia's eyes were on Jiha's bed.
She knew this one time wouldn't be the end of it, so it was a request to let her rest a while on the bed.
When Jiha nodded, Leticia gauged his mood and added another request.
"And the room, a little darker...."
"No."
Leticia seemed to want to say more, but she fell silent.
She had now completely grasped that challenging Jiha's decisions did her no good.
Jiha contentedly stroked the elf's fine blonde hair with his fingers, then lowered his head.
"...."
Leticia closed her eyes and accepted Jiha's lips.
It was total submission.