Chapter 428: Too Much Humiliation to Call It Just This
I squat back down in position.
Something whooshes right past my face, replacing the snowy white pubic forest I'd been eyeing with a woman's hand.
I don't even need to look up to know whose it is, but I deliberately raise my head slowly, glaring up with utter annoyance as I snap,
"Get that outta the way. What the hell are you blocking?"
"Th-this time, th-this time…?!"
Is she flashing back to the armpit fiasco? Raipelth's face flushes crimson with shame—clearly forgetting she needs to keep her hands clasped behind her head—as she glares down at me with trembling eyes.
"This time, you're planning to sniff there and lie again, aren't you? Too bad—I'm not falling for the same trick twice!"
"Aw, and it was so pretty, too."
"Y-you… not even embarrassed, already spouting more lies…?"
Does she really think her thick bush down there and those hairy pits are ugly? Raipelth jabs a finger at me like some detective scrutinizing a crime scene, chin in hand while I'm squatting right between her thighs.
"No matter how much you try to mess with my head, it's pointless. I already know full well how hideous those parts of me are."
"Why? 'Cause the hair's all thick and bushy?"
"B-bushy?! It's not that bad! I just… neglected grooming because of royal duties…"
So why the hell doesn't she get how fucking hot that makes her?
This body screams dedicated to state affairs by day, baby-making by night—desperately begging me to breed her—and yet Raipelth herself can't see the raw appeal.
Or maybe that's exactly why: because she's so genuinely ashamed, convinced it's grotesque.
"Hmmm… that king of yours must be a real fucking moron."
"…Even if it was a political marriage, you can't insult this kingdom's king like— h-hands off!"
Before she can finish, I grab her hands to yank them away from covering her pussy. Raipelth shrieks in panic.
"Did you even hear me!? If you want to break my spirit, it'd be more effective to just rape me right here…"
"Don't worry, I'm gonna fuck you regardless—be patient. Right now, I just wanna explore this gorgeous body some more."
"Y-you… lies just pour out of your mouth automatically!! I already told you it's pointless!!"
No way could I dismiss this as mere posturing to show off her defiance. She's screaming "Just rape me already!" with that much fire.
But does Raipelth realize?
Clutching her shameful spots like she'll die before letting me touch her pussy—even if her pits are fair game—only stokes my conquest lust and curiosity higher.
Especially now, with her hands clamped tight but snowy white hairs poking through the gaps, practically begging for my touch.
"My cock already showed you how fucking hot and fuckable you are—still doubting my sincerity? That's just sad."
No matter how hard I try, I'm just a regular guy—I can't pry Raipelth's hands away by force. Time to call in Urga sis for backup.
"Ahh?! Let go! Even if we're enemies, as a fellow woman, surely you understand—this is mortifying!!"
"Pfft, like Urga here—who's gotten her pussy and pits loved to pieces by our man—gives a shit?"
Raipelth's hands get forced back behind her head by the bronze-skinned warrior woman's iron grip. Despite her protests, she shrieks again as I shove my face right into her crotch.
"G-get away! I told you, and you still shove your face in there?!"
"Yeah! Back off Mom! I-I'll take the fucking instead! Rape me with that cock—turn my used-up princess pussy into a broodmare!!"
Ariel thrashes and yells at the sight of her mother being toyed with right in front of her, but—surprisingly—her sweet princess knight whispers don't register in my ears at all.
"Snnniff… hahhh…?"
"Y-you… actually sniffing there…?!"
The moment Raipelth's hands pull away, a thick wave of female pheromones—darker, richer than her pits—floods my nostrils. My brain blanks out as I lose myself inhaling deeply.
Just like with her armpits, Raipelth freaks at me burying my nose in her fiery red pubic hair instead of her actual pussy, but I couldn't care less.
"Get away! I told you over and over it's useless—why keep doing something so pointless?!"
"Hahhh… looked tasty just from sight, but sniffing it? Fuck, I'm gonna cum right now."
"Y-you what…?!"
After popping out Ariel, there's no way Raipelth doesn't know what I mean by "gonna cum."
No virgin bullshit here—her womb's already been seeded before. She gets it.
"Lies! You think sniffing my pubes instead of my pussy is gonna make you cum…?!"
"Snniff… hahhh… fucking addictive. Thought Eleonora and Urga sis were peak, but never dreamed a third queen would threaten their throne."
My words draw sharp glares from the platinum blonde knight and bronze warrior—enough to chill my spine—but that's not important right now.
"Honestly, I figured it'd fall short of your pits right up to the sniff… but whoa, this deep flavor hits different—sniff!"
"Hmph, fine. I'll watch how far your lies go!"
Resistance failed, resignation impossible—so now she's playing cool, like nothing I do fazes her.
She's accepted the inevitable violation, steeling herself with a defiant "Bring it on."
Damn, befitting an older woman, that mature allure…
"…Why?"
"…Nothin'."
"…Unforgivable."
"I said it's nothing!!"
I avert my eyes from the elf, who's tilting her head wondering when her turn comes. Convinced I'm plotting something shady, she narrows her vacant doe eyes in that signature dumb-cute way, promising payback.
"Ahem, anyway—you're convinced I'm bullshitting, huh?"
"Merely refuting your claim that black is white."
She's even flashing a relaxed smile now!
And with that beauty, just a slight lip curl radiates seductive older-woman charm—perfectly capping the thick female musk wafting from her red pubic jungle.
But no rushing.
I wanna ram in and flood her womb right now, but giving in to impulse would prove her point—reducing me to a cock-brained thug sealing her mouth with dick.
I'm not saying no fucking—just hold off a sec.
I chide both the SD Character and my rioting cock—itching to breed already—then slam my face straight into Raipelth's bush.
"H-hnnng… fine. Sniff all you want. I'm not going anywhere—take your time."
"Don't mind if I do. Hahhh…"
Her coarse hairs scrape my face as I inhale again—the rose-tinged pheromone haze filling my nose and brain.
"Hahhh… this scent screaming 'impregnate me' is addictive anytime, but this one's got that extra kick to stir a man's darkest urges."
Eleonora and Urga sis chime in.
"Master? We crave pregnancy too—but why does Her Majesty's scent…?"
"Yeah! Ours hold up anywhere, but you're hyping this new bitch like…"
They bicker constantly, but at core, they're women desperate for my kids—always tempting me. A rival on their level means fewer chances at my seed.
If I'm not just talking shit, they want reasons.
But the answer's simple.
"Eleonora and Urga sis haven't birthed my kids yet—but this pussy has. You've gotta taste the meat to know the flavor. Even if she forgot, one pregnancy imprints that breeding instinct—luring cocks like a sow that pops one litter and goes into heat on her own."
"Kh…"
Raipelth bites her lip, cheeks burning at my casual animal comparison.
"That's why—even untrained by my cock like Eleonora or Urga sis—her pussy musk hits so hard. It knows pregnancy's joy, begging shamelessly for my seed."
"Sp-spout whatever nonsense… no flowery words will fool me."
"Fur soaked in a long-fermented bitch scent is top-tier—wonder how the pussy itself tastes?"
Slurp. I smack my lips loud and obvious, eyeing the married pussy—lips parted, drooling honey nonstop like it's seducing me.
Thinking I'll dive in like Ariel did to Eleonora's pussy earlier, Raipelth squeezes her eyes shut—but time to twist her up.
Smack.
"H-hiiik?! Suddenly the p-pit again?!"
The tickle of hairs on my tongue draws Raipelth's shocked yelp.