Chapter 26
Chapter 26
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 26
Chapter Title: Rape? Pure Love? Rape Pure Love! (4)
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I'd fallen into a fantasy world full of magic and other races, but I'd never slept with anything besides a human.
From a human perspective, they were called subhumans.
Elves, dwarves, dragons, succubi—you name it.
Maybe heroes or diamond-rank adventurers or higher had hooked up with them once or twice.
But me? I was just a porter.
I couldn't even afford the occasional elf that trickled into the slave markets—no amount of scrimping for a month would've covered a single slave.
Sex with subhumans? Not even a pipe dream.
And yet here I was, finally getting my first taste.
'Fuck.'
Was it because she was a succubus?
Because succubi were the race that enchanted men?
Or was I just way too into the power trip of raping her from the dominant position?
Squelch, squelch.
Her pussy wrapped around my cock in an instant.
The moment she registered a real man's dick invading her hole, every wrinkle inside caressed and squeezed it tight.
"Ngh, nngh...?"
I glanced at Natalie, and she was covering her mouth with her hand, face twisted like she hadn't expected this at all.
"Heh. Feels good, huh?"
"N-No way...!"
"Then why's a girl saying it doesn't feel good got her nipples standing at attention like this? Huh?"
"......!!"
Her nipples were rock-hard.
Not just hard—they were poking out visibly through her bra and dress shirt.
"You got excited the second you thought about fucking? Huh?"
"Th-There's no way...!"
She denied it, but my cock had already slid effortlessly deep inside in one go.
Squelch, squelch.
I didn't even need to thrust my hips back and forth.
Every time I just shoved it in, her pussy pulled it deeper on its own, the stimulation nonstop.
"Looks like your lower mouth is pretty honest, though?"
"Sh-Shut... up...!"
Natalie tried to hurl abuse at me, but my next move made her body jolt.
Lick.
"Eek?!"
The second my tongue hit her calf, she reacted instantly.
Unexpected contact there made her wings—spread to either side of her back—flutter and twitch.
Lick, lick.
I pushed her legs gently forward and lowered my head.
Licking her legs along with the stockings, my tongue gradually creeping toward her soles.
"Wh-What the hell are you doing...? Th-That's...!"
"What, want me to take off the stockings and lick your bare feet?"
"Th-That's...!"
When I'd licked the Vampire Princess's feet, that was just a show of loyalty.
But now?
I didn't have a leg fetish.
If anything, I just loved how a woman's erogenous zones made her pussy clamp down hard on my cock.
Lick.
"Eek!"
Her pussy squeezed like it was about to crush me.
Natalie writhed, grinding her teeth, desperately holding back her moans.
"Ah, damn."
The grip on my cock was too intense.
She wasn't actively clenching, but succubus physiology stimulated dick like nothing else.
Even an onahole couldn't compare.
'Nice. Onahole acquired.'
If I'd known succubus pussy was this slick and sloppy, I'd have hunted one down ages ago.
'Or maybe not?'
Actually, turning her into an onahole might be tricky.
Even the motorized onaholes didn't move on their own just from insertion like this pussy did—was this really just an onahole?
"Grgh...!"
I prided myself on lasting in bed, but I couldn't hold back.
"Hey."
I yanked her stockings off completely in one pull, spread her legs wide, and grabbed her waist.
"Gonna cum."
"C-Cum...? W-Wait, not... now...!!"
Squelch.
I snapped my hips forward hard.
"Ah, aaaah!!"
Her scream-like moan burst out, but I ignored it and kept pounding away.
Like furiously stroking right at the edge during a wank, I used Natalie like a living onahole, slamming my cock deep over and over.
Any consideration I'd shown Eris during sex?
Gone.
"Ahng, ngh, nngh...!!"
Against a Natalie stifling moans with both hands clamped over her mouth, showing mercy would've gotten me killed.
"N-Not inside...!!"
Spluuurt!!
I unleashed straight into her womb.
No warning—I just let the building pressure erupt like pure lust.
Spluuurt.
"Haaa...."
A thick, liberating climax.
Had sex ever felt this good in my life?
'This is what prime pussy is.'
No comparing humans to succubi, but hands down the best hole I'd ever had.
'Wonder what other demon pussies are like.'
Succubus secretary, Vampire Princess.
Or maybe elves and dark elves I'd capture later?
"......Hmph."
I had a goal now.
Survival in the Vampire Legion came first, but personal desires cropped up along the way.
Call it ambition.
"Hey."
To finish up, I kissed her spreading thighs lightly and pulled out.
"Good?"
"......."
Squelch.
Natalie said nothing, just trembled.
She avoided my eyes, hands still over her mouth—no rational talk possible.
Twitch.
But her body—her pussy—had already confessed the truth.
Succubus Natalie had cum on a human cock.
...
'Cum or not, gotta interrogate her.'
Squelch.
"Wh-Wha...?"
"Not done after one round, but we're not just fucking from here on."
I thrust back in while grabbing both her wrists.
"Who sent you? The assassin?"
"Wh-What're you...?"
"You tried to kill me."
"K-Kill you...?!"
Natalie glared up at me, eyes blazing.
"You just... helped yourself...!"
"Even after all this, you're playing innocent?"
"Playing innocent about what?!"
She squeezed my cock hard in anger.
Separate from the dick impalement, she looked genuinely wronged.
"Why the hell would I kill you?! Well, now I have a reason!!"
"No reason till I raped you?"
"Obviously!!"
"Yeah?"
I lifted her waist lightly.
Demon or not, she was surprisingly light compared to a normal woman.
"Ngh...?!"
I stood up with her still skewered, and she panicked, squirming—
"......."
Then gripped my neck with both hands and glared.
Her legs wrapped behind my waist, clinging as she pondered her next move.
Or maybe lingering attachment to my cock.
Otherwise, those hands wouldn't just hold on—they'd have clawed into my throat.
"You. Did you prepare the food?"
"What?"
"Eat it."
I sat at the table.
Forcing her into a facing sitting position, but I started placing the tray's food on the table.
"See for yourself if it's poisoned."
"You don't mean..."
"What, uncomfortable 'cause it's poisoned?"
"What bullshit..."
Natalie loosened her grip on my neck and sneered.
"Thought you were bold, but you're a timid little man. Huge dick, but balls smaller than your nutsack?"
"......."
"Hmph. Fine. I'll check. No way it's poisoned."
She casually grabbed a fork and scarfed down some meat.
Crunch, crunch.
Staring daggers like she was chewing my flesh, devouring the food.
Her pussy still clung below, but the gradual tightening felt stronger than her neck grip—was that my imagination?
"Hmph! Coward. Brave enough to rape a girl, but scared of poison in your food...!"
Natalie grumbled, poured wine into a glass, and downed it.
"Trainer, my ass—"
And then.
"......Huh?"
Wine drooled from her mouth.
"......."
Eyes filled with pain and shock.
".......Why."
With those words, Natalie toppled backward.
Thud.
I grabbed her waist in a panic, but her head lolled back.
Like her neck bones had vanished, or melted away.
"......."
A chill shot up my spine.
Post-nut clarity hit instantly; my hands shook holding her.
'Fuck, she really was innocent?'
I'd raped her.
Raped an innocent woman.
No.
She had sinned—serving me poisoned food without knowing.
But dead was dead.
"......."
Crash.
The wine glass shattered.
At the same time, something indescribably colored oozed from the spilled wine on the floor.
"......Hoo."
An innocent woman dead.
Calling the succubus secretary now would blow this wide open.
'Can't let that happen.'
The assassin would go into hiding.
'She knows who prepared this.'
Before receiving the cart, who made the food? Who brought the throat-melting poison wine? Natalie had clues.
Even if I went public, the culprit would pin it on the dead girl: "Natalie did it."
'Necromancy?'
Was there a dark mage in the legion who could summon souls?
Dunno.
By the time they did, the assassin would've vanished.
'Better grab a lead now than keep getting hit.'
Showing them food or wine tricks wouldn't work anymore was key over constant paranoia.
"Hoo, fuck...."
I gripped the wine bottle.
"Sorry for suspecting and raping you."
And chugged it straight from the neck.
"......!!"
...
...
...
'Back.'
Back again.
Waiting for Natalie to enter, resetting the scene—
"......Huh?"
"Haa, haa, haat...."
Right in front of me.
"Nngh.... Ngh...."
Natalie still had both hands over her face, panting moans escaping.
"Ah, um...."
Fuck.
'She was a virgin?'