Chapter 34
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 34
Chapter Title: 8. Release. (3)
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Silence flowed between the two of them.
But it was a sticky, thick silence, filled with hot breaths.
...In truth, holding back was just as hard for Allen. Especially ever since he'd roughly kneaded Elena's lewd, hefty tits last time. He just hadn't let it show.
In a situation like that—with a beauty confessing she was gripped by breeding urges—how could any red-blooded man with a cock not get worked up? His eyes would spin right out of his head first.
"Actually..., me too."
The gaze of the busty mage—who'd been staring only at her glass, her face flushed beet red—turned ever so slowly toward the mercenary leader.
Now there was no trace of the friendly leader on Allen's face. It was the raw look of a male craving his female.
"I've been holding back too, all this time. ...Breeding urges. Sex, I mean."
...Ah...
Their signals synced up perfectly.
Allen seized Elena's hand and shot to his feet. He strode straight to the counter. The innkeeper, who was pouring drinks into glasses, asked politely what he could get them.
"One room. Somewhere out of the way."
The old innkeeper's eyes flicked to the top of the busty mage's head—bowed low—then away. It was obvious what a man and woman renting a room in broad daylight meant.
"Third floor, right corridor, very last room."
Allen paid for the room on the spot and hurried up the stairs with Elena in tow. She let him lead her along without resistance.
Once on the third-floor corridor, Allen headed down the right hallway to the door at the very end. ...And summoning the absolute last dregs of his self-control, he turned to her.
"Elena... If there's even a chance you'll regret this, turn back now. This is your last out. The moment I step through that door, I can't promise what I'll turn into."
He'd come this far on pure impulse, but he couldn't stomach watching his hard-built mercenary business crumble because of his raging lust. If she backed out now, it would be a catastrophic loss. He'd already tasted her insane magical power back in that canyon!
...But she didn't turn back.
"It's just... a biological... reaction..."
Click. The door swung open. Allen yanked the busty mage inside and slammed it shut.
The instant they were sealed in their private room, Allen transformed from leader into beast.
He shoved the busty mage against the door and clamped down on her lewd left tit. Squish. The feel of her nipple—already rock-hard—pressed vividly into his palm.
Fuck, so goddamn lewd...!
He mauled the breast like a madman, venting every ounce of pent-up frustration. Her sultry "Ung... eung..." moans circled helplessly in her mouth, unable to escape.
But clothes weren't enough—he needed bare skin. Her soft, naked flesh. Those squishy tits to toy with like they were his.
Allen hauled the busty mage's top up over her head. Several thin layers made it a hassle; one even tore with a faint rip at her side.
Three layers stripped away, the busty mage bared her tits to a man outside her family for the first time ever. Her nipples—slightly larger than average, to match her hefty breasts—stood ramrod stiff, screaming to be sucked.
The leader couldn't hold back at the sight of those insanely slutty tits. In that moment, even his mercenary business slipped his mind.
He scooped up both tits from underneath, squeezing them high, and engulfed one plump nipple in his mouth, sucking like a starving man.
"Hoot—! Thhia..."
The busty mage unleashed a lewd moan at the electric tingle shooting from her ass, up her spine, to her nape. Her heels lifted on instinct; her back arched.
Good. Delicious. Ah. Elena's tits. Fuck. So. Good. Damn.
Allen's tongue work was masterful. The nipple tumbled and stretched, pinched and crushed in his mouth. He devoured it with gluttonous hunger.
"Ueng, eung, eut, hooa, it, heut."
Her gritted teeth leaked slutty moans as the busty mage gripped his shoulders for support.
Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and cried out for her leader.
"D-da, da, Leader-nim, uht, thhaat, feels, ang, so good, ook. M-mo, moomiing. Ang."
Allen pulled off the nipple. Panting raggedly, he straightened up. Then he pinched it between thumb and forefinger, crushing and twisting.
"Uu iaak—."
He smashed his lips onto her wrecked face. Saliva-smeared lips collided with a wet, slutty smack. She groaned deep from the thick sexual pleasure surging from her nipple.
"Agut, pfhaak, haueup, kaha eu."
Every block and release of her airway spilled bizarre, moan-laced sounds from her mouth. When her stance wobbled, he slid his left hand from the nipple torment down to shove her tailbone against him.
Now standing on tiptoes alone, the busty mage's body molded fully to his.
After their long, sloppy kiss, Allen went wild sucking around the busty mage's mouth. She gasped hot breaths and slutty moans through her gaping lips. When his tongue dove in again, she met it with hers, sucking together.
Behavior unimaginable for that sharp-minded mage girl. But instinct had devoured her; dignity was the last thing on her mind.
She drowned only in the pleasure he fed her. ...This was exactly what she'd craved.
The door play dragged on for ages. Now Allen hungered for her most secret spot. He dragged her to the bed and flung her down.
Hah... hah...
The pair locked eyes with scorching gazes, panting like animals. Reason had fled. Nothing left but a bitch and stud deep in rut.
Allen thrilled with massive joy and lust at her tits—smeared in kiss marks and bite welts. Like unearthing a priceless gem after endless toil.
Now he burned to see below. Her most intimate, treasured place.
Before stripping her pants, the leader shed his own clothes first. The busty mage finally beheld the proud cock she'd lusted after.
Ah.
A head-splitting shock. First time seeing an erect cock up close, her mouth hung slack as she stared blankly.
Way bigger and thicker than she'd pictured. ...A full handspan? No—the veiny shaft was that long, plus an extra-thick helmet head tacked on.
The virgin had no choice but to be overwhelmed. No untouched girl alive wouldn't gape at that.
Naked Allen approached the bed slowly. Precum dripped steadily from the cock head bobbing up and down with each step.
The busty mage's face screamed tension and arousal she couldn't hide. It peaked the instant his hand touched her pants tie.
His hands yanked her pants down roughly. But that roughness only spiked her excitement higher.
Heuk... heuk... heuk...
Tongue lolling like a summer heatstruck dog, she panted sluttily and surrendered completely to his touch. An clueless virgin could do nothing but match his rhythm.
Pants off, her panties rolled down to her thighs too—exposing a peek of dark bush.
Allen grabbed the panties and hauled them to her feet. They snagged at the ankles, but he had no time to fuss.
The busty mage's pussy was primed for breeding. Sticky juices soaked her pubes, gluing them obscenely to her labia.
The half-mad leader hoisted her legs skyward.
Ah—.
A flicker of surprise, but her crotch parted easily.
There gleamed the busty mage's ripe pussy. Labia perfectly symmetrical, no sag—a straight pink slit drooling thick nectar from the entrance, aching desperately for its missing mate.
Allen rammed his cock head into that insanely slutty, female-scented cunt.
————!!!
She startled and tried to clamp her thighs, but it was too late to block the intruding head.
He dragged his tongue along the parted lips, up to her clit. Blandness mingled with faint salt—no disgust at all.
"Uaaang——, ueut—."
The busty mage wailed lewdly, hips bucking wildly. Her labia squirmed like living things. Pussy juice gushed in waves.
He zeroed in on the clit—sucking hard, nibbling, flicking with his tongue like it was a nipple. Each assault drew death-rattle shrieks from her.
...Fuck, can't hold it anymore.
Allen's cock throbbed fit to burst. He'd savored her pussy enough; now it was time to join with his lost half.
Half-lost to the pussy worship, the busty mage sprawled obscenely on the bed. As Allen settled between her legs, her glazed eyes snapped into focus.
......Ah......!
She propped up on her elbows, lifting her torso just enough to watch the cock march on her pussy.
Not even an iron fortress could halt that advance. She flung open her pussy gates, declaring lewd surrender.
"Ch, ch, first... time. ...Leader-nim, it's my... first...! So, please... be gentle..."
But he said nothing. Just pressed forward in stoic silence, like before.
His momentum screamed total domination. As if her surrender meant nothing—
Pussy met cock. Scorching heats bled into each other.
Ah—.
The delicate pink virgin slit against the veiny dark-red monster—pure contrast. Beauty and the beast.
No words like "I'm putting it in." Instead, Allen flicked a glance at Elena. Her face—lust, thrill, and fear all tangled—stoked him perfectly.
And Allen,
slowly thrust his hips forward.