Chapter 21
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 21
Chapter Title: Her Pussy's Surprisingly Grippy
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Jackal was undoubtedly a strong man.
He always emerged victorious, always standing protectively in front of her.
To her, Jackal was a symbol of triumph itself.
So she couldn't believe her eyes when that man was ultimately defeated by the demon right before her.
It felt like an illusion, the scene unfolding right in front of her.
"Jackal, Jackal…."
Floa clutched at Jackal's body, sinking into grief.
She hadn't been able to do a thing.
Not even a single spell had she managed to complete properly by the moment he died.
She resented herself for it so much.
I'm such a fool.
A filthy wretch who can only feel in a situation like this, unable to do anything.
I can't die like this.
At the very least… at the very least, his revenge!
Floa desperately reached out her hand.
"Blazing flames…! Hnngh! Explode, heed my call, haaah!"
Even in a haze threatening to rob her of consciousness, she clung to her focus till the end, chanting her spell.
But that was Floa's limit.
A red glow gathered at her fingertips… then faded away.
"Haaaah!!!"
Marinated in aphrodisiac gas, she was in a state where the mere flow of mana alone pushed her to climax.
The fiercely burning flames flickered out.
"Is that all you've got?"
The demon squatted down in front of her eyes.
"You… bastard…."
"Who was it that got so horny in front of that bastard, dripping pussy juice everywhere?"
The demon prodded between her skirt with his toe.
"Haaang!"
Floa jolted in surprise.
"Spread your legs."
"W-What…?"
"I said spread your legs. I'll give you pleasure that the man you're clinging to never could."
"Y-You're insane…."
"Or do you just want to die?"
Sorry, but I wasn't all that merciful.
That said, I had no intention of just killing her outright.
Why wasn't I forcing myself on Floa?
Simply put, watching a woman who endures humiliation for that final strike of revenge against her enemy was far hotter than one who just thrashes around moaning while being raped against her will.
It'd be a new kind of fun to watch Floa desperately angling for that one shot at revenge against me right up to the end.
"If you can endure the pleasure, I'll let you live. How's that? Sounds like a pretty good deal to me."
I saw it.
Her eyes flicking toward the wound on my left side.
She's aiming for it, huh.
This "weak spot."
"…Fine. Got it."
Floa spread her legs herself, her face twisted in humiliation.
Looking embarrassed, degraded, holding back her rage.
The expression on her face as she spread her legs was something no words could capture—a complex mix.
Ah, the resolve of a woman who can readily cast aside her shame for the greater cause.
I imagined it.
Her, with that resolute yet embarrassed expression, stroking my dick herself.
Just picturing it gets me hard.
Unlike her bashful face, Floa's lower mouth was already drooling at the thought of taking a new dick inside.
Her panties were soaked through with her juices, even wetting her skirt.
"Is just spreading enough? Beg desperately for my dick."
"A-Anything but that…."
"I'd rather not have to say it twice."
"…."
Floa bit her lip.
"Please… I beg you…."
I'd been waiting for those crude words to spill from the mouth of the proud, confident mage.
"Please… put your hot, hard… m-male organ… into my f-female organ…."
Weak.
Her word choice was so damn clumsy.
Male organ, female organ.
What the hell was that?
When there were far better, dirtier words like dick and pussy.
That's part of the flavor.
Her total lack of experience in this area was actually a bonus.
The thrill of those crude words coming from that mouth that only ever chanted spells would be all mine.
"A bit lacking, but it'll still be fun to corrupt you."
I ripped Floa's panties off by force.
Riiip!
"Kyaaah!"
The juice-soaked panties tore easily.
Her sticky fluids got on my fingers because of it, but whatever.
"Hnngh!"
Just seeing her startled, flinching expression was plenty satisfying.
I shoved my juice-coated fingers into her mouth.
"Hnnngh!"
"How's it taste? That's the flavor of your horny pussy. The taste of you failing to hold back pleasure even as your comrade died."
"Mmmph!!!"
Floa grimaced and thrashed desperately to pull my fingers from her mouth.
But it was no use.
Not with a mere mage's strength.
"Stohhp…."
Ignoring her muffled pleas of humiliation, I stripped her completely with my free hand.
I pretended not to notice the glint in her eyes as she searched for an opening.
Pretended not to notice how she kept staring at my wound even as she fought the pleasure.
"Your pussy's already this wet, and you're still in denial?"
"Nngh…."
"Your tits are pretty small. These padded, huh?"
"…."
"Guess you brought out the heavy artillery to seduce Jackal. Too bad."
It was all gonna show when I stripped her anyway—why bother hiding it?
Small tits had their own charm.
I fingered her dripping pussy while sucking on her tits.
She jumped cutely just from my tongue flicking her rock-hard nipples.
"There's something tasty about deflowering you."
I could hear it.
"Sharp, hnngh! My heart, haaah… Sh-sharp…."
Floa's faint whisper of a spell incantation.
But with her body so hypersensitive, she couldn't even get through the opening chant properly, let alone a full spell.
Smirking inwardly, I timed my teasing of her pussy to disrupt her chanting.
"N-No… Hnnngh!!!"
It was fun watching her face twist in despair every time.
"You've cum five times already. Even accounting for the aphrodisiac gas, I didn't expect your pussy to be this pathetic. Cumming non-stop like a pervert—what kind of manners are those?"
"Hnnngh…."
Floa's eyes started rolling back as she trembled uncontrollably.
She seemed to lose consciousness for a moment, her face a sloppy mess.
Mouth agape, drool spilling out, eyes rolled up and unfocused.
And the real game hadn't even started yet.
"Guess you really are a virgin. But damn, your pussy acts like a total slut."
If it'd been this slutty, she'd have tasted a man before and had her fun.
Better this way, though.
A pussy worn out from overuse isn't any fun.
"H-Huh?!"
Floa snapped back to awareness, her breathing ragged.
"How long you gonna stay like that?"
"Eek! Don't underestimate me. I-I haven't cum yet."
Her flushed cheeks and unfocused eyes kinda ruined the credibility.
"Now we're getting to the main event."
"…."
"Beg for my dick in your pussy, and maybe I'll go easy."
"What?"
"Spread your pussy and beg."
"My pussy, you mean…?"
"Yeah."
Your pussy, that is. This pathetic little thing.
"How much more miserable are you gonna make me?"
"Don't you wanna live? Gotta stay alive to get revenge, right?"
At that, Floa ground her teeth.
Poisonous resolve flared in her eyes once more.
Floa, legs spread wide by her own hands, parted her pussy lips with her fingers.
Her pink inner folds glistened, slick with her juices.
"P-Please… put your dick… in my pussy. I beg you."
"Make it nastier. That's weak."
That dog of a bastard.
A real demon.
Not just in looks—a true fiend.
Dragging someone down to such misery.
Her guts boiled, but she was powerless.
She'd tried casting spells over and over, but not one had succeeded.
One option left.
Wait for the moment after sex when he collapses from exhaustion.
Men get tired after sex, right?
She'd blacked out multiple times already, but lost in waves of pleasure, Floa hadn't realized she'd fainted.
If she endured this humiliation just a bit longer, an opening would appear.
Like that wound on the demon's side that Jackal had inflicted.
Every time she saw that wound, Jackal came to mind.
Even in moments when she wanted to let everything go, that gash reignited her will.
She believed that if she held onto that resolve till the end, an opportunity would surely come.
And that belief…
"Hnnnguuuh!!!!"
Faded the instant the demon's dick pierced her pussy.
"It's surprisingly grippy."
Floa had a slender build.
Her breasts and ass had a bit of plumpness, but overall, she was lean.
Probably from toned muscles honed by years of adventuring.
That explained her firm, taut figure for a mage.
And maybe that's why.
Her pussy felt incredible.
The way it clenched around my dick was tighter than Amy's grip, softer than Andy's.
That muscle girl's embrace had been a bit lacking.
Top-tier stuff.
I felt it the moment I thrust in.
This was a premium pussy.
Marinated in aphrodisiac gas, fermented through foreplay—a superb product.
Like popping premium cheese into your mouth; flavor wafting from her depths.
A taste too good to devour just once.
"I hope you can hold out."
I wanted to savor this pussy flavor some more.
"Hnnngh…."
Floa gaped vacantly, letting out moans as if she couldn't hear me.
"Lost consciousness from the new sensation?"
Waking her up was simple.
Give her stronger stimulation.
I grabbed her slim waist.
And then.
Squish.
"H-HEEEYAH!!!"
Floa snapped her eyes wide, staring at me.
Her pupils dilated deeply, somehow marked with heart shapes.
"Awake now?"
"H-How…?"
"Hold onto your sanity. If you wanna stay compos mentis and get your revenge till the end."
With Floa in my arms, I whispered into her ear.
I already knew everything.
Your pathetic little plan.
Floa stared at me in horror, her face betraying that her scheme was exposed.