Maid Chief Hilde: A Fleeting Peace (4)
The first taste of semen was strangely intoxicating. It shouldn't have been delicious at all—bitter and acrid, something that ought to feel repulsive. And yet, surprisingly, Emilia's impression as she savored it for the first time was, 'I-it's... delicious...!! It feels so good...!'
Her heart pounded wildly in a bizarre rhythm, some deep core of her body trembling with inexplicable joy. She couldn't understand why. But she knew, with eerie certainty, that she couldn't live without this—that it was everything to her, irreplaceably so....
Gulp... gulp... Without anyone telling her to, Emilia strained to swallow every drop poured deep into her mouth, her throat working visibly. She felt the thick, hot semen sliding down her windpipe into her stomach—heavy, searing, as if it seeped into every cell of her body, absorbed completely....
Ugh...! *Cough*...! But perhaps because it was her first time, or maybe she swallowed wrong, she couldn't get it all down. She ended up coughing, spitting out the cock she'd been holding in her mouth, and some of the semen leaked from between her lips.
White, milky fluid mixed with saliva dribbled from her red lips. The cock she'd expelled throbbed and pulsed, still rigidly erect even after its release....
"Ah..."
Gazing down at Emilia between his legs, Count Melrn seemed to regain a sliver of his reason. Likely because the ejaculation had drained some of his yin energy. Even Emilia could see the change in his eyes.
'...Huh...?'
'What... am I doing right now...?'
Between Count Melrn's legs, she lay prostrate, her face buried of her own accord. Right before her eyes loomed a dark, grotesque shaft, twitching and swaying. Looking up past it at the count's face, Emilia's own reason flickered back... and she finally realized what she'd done, her cheeks flushing crimson.
H-huh...? What the hell did I just... What did I do...!
'A man's cock... Count Melrn's cock, no less...'
'What the hell have I done...!'
"Splendid work, Lady Emilia. It's inexperienced, of course, but where there's affection, these things tend to sort themselves out."
"Affection...? What are you talking about?!"
Emilia snapped back at Hilde, who spoke while wrapping her bloodied arm in cloth, unable to hide her anger. Yet her gaze lingered stubbornly on Count Melrn's cock. With it right there before her, her heart kept racing uncontrollably. Something was wrong—blatantly wrong with her state. Ever since the count had sunk his teeth in and sucked her blood...
She couldn't ignore the insistent demands of her body any longer....
"I never intended for things to go this far..."
Count Melrn murmured with a hint of regret, as if recognizing Emilia's condition. A sense of I messed up. And yet, at the sight of this new expression on Emilia—one he'd never seen before—her tangled emotions made him lick his lips. The thing between his legs, that ultimate symbol of masculinity, hardened even further, veins and tendons bulging grotesquely. Emilia could clearly see its savagery intensify.
Gulp... Someone swallowed—impossible to tell who. Probably both. Emilia was being pushed by the count's yin energy from the bite and the effects of the Charm Spell. The count, meanwhile, was swept up in his obsession with her and the unstable cravings of his yin energy.
...Not to mention, if not for Emilia's Hero's Blessing, the potent Charm Spell would have already driven her to a dozen solitary climaxes, stripping her sanity away.
"Emilia... Emilia... Ahh... With a face like that... I can't hold back... I didn't want to ravage you because of this filth..."
What was he even saying? Emilia couldn't grasp his words, their meaning, or his feelings. She knew he was her hated enemy. And yet...
That brief spark of reason was already being shoved aside by her surging desires. All she could think of now was accepting the cock before her eyes, merging with it... wrapping it in her body with even more love and affection...
Hah... hah... hah... Her heart thundered, her ragged breaths hot. Her skin burned. Her brain seemed to pulse in sync with it. Her lower belly clenched, as if her precious womb inside was squeezing tight... Ahh... No... This body... it's already...
"Emilia, what do you want me to do to you?"
"......"
"Emilia, tell me with your own mouth."
——What would you have me do to you?
——What do you desire?
Count Melrn asked again, pressing her. His scorching sighs washed over her as she stared blankly, absorbing the question. The scraps of her reason screamed no. He was her hated enemy. Utter scum she should despise. The trash who betrayed her father—the man he'd called friend—and killed her parents. The filth who defiled and humiliated her mother. So never... never...!
'M-Mother...'
'You... looked like you felt so good...'
Her mother's image flashed in her mind. From her childhood—a memory so shocking it clung to her skull, impossible to shake or erase. One she'd dreamed of countless times... desperately denied and rejected... yet inexorably drawn back to...
——Her mother had looked blissful. In that room, with her father gruesomely slain before her—impaled on a sword. Naked, she was ravaged and violated by this man... and yet, she howled like a beast in ecstasy and joy...
She'd looked... so incredibly pleasured....
"I... I..."
Reason faded. For now, she just wanted to soothe her body's clamor. To vent this impatience, this building heat. She knew how. She knew what she had to do.
...The yin pattern etched on her lower belly taught her that much....
"I... please..."
"Hah... Fuck me... I want... sex...!"
"Your... cock... It's scary... but so... bold and... hard...!"
"Ah... Aah... I want to... become one... Fill me up inside... please...!"
Kneeling between the seated Count Melrn's legs, Emilia pleaded without averting her gaze from his cock, her voice desperate. Heat bloomed across her body, inside and out. The lewd scent of a bitch in heat reached even the count. From her slightly parted lips dribbled not just the leftover semen she'd failed to swallow, but fresh saliva glistening with anticipation.
Under her dress, she could feel her pussy soaking wet....
"Very well, my love. My Emilia. If that's what you desire, as much as you want... Heh heh..."
Count Melrn caressed her chin as she stared mesmerized at his cock, then lifted her body and gave instructions. To hike up her dress and pull down her undergarments for easy access. To bare her bitch hole and slutty ass to him....
* * *
The dinner prepared in the dining room was cleared away. Now wasn't the time for eating. There was no leisure left for a meal. They lacked even the patience to move to another room.
This dining room, meant for meals, temporarily transformed into a humid, debauched space for copulation.
"Ahh... Emilia... Emilia...!!"
"Ngh... Nn... Hnngh...♥"
Squelch... squelch... Suppressing the urge to pound her into pieces, Count Melrn thrust his erect shaft into Emilia's hole. She braced her hands on the table's edge, presenting her ass to him just like yesterday, positioning herself for his ravaging.
The difference today? Her expression was even more wanton—and she wasn't being forced by the Obedience Spell.
'Ahh... Ahh... No... No... I can't...'
'He's... Count Melrn... My... ene... Ahhh...! It feels... so good...!!'
Haaahhh... Ahh...♥ Squiiiish... Parting her slick, winding vaginal walls, the count's cock plunged deep once more. The invading girth filled her belly completely, her lewd meat walls clenching and clinging greedily. Her mind went white at the intrusion, flooded with an uncanny sense of relief she couldn't bear.
The heat inside her churned in response to his dick....
It felt so good... Ahh... No... No... My head... my brain's melting....
'Enemy... He's my enemy... Enemy... Nn...'
"Emilia, my love. My love...!"
Plunge... squelch...!
Aaahh...♥
Feeling the count's rod bury deep, grinding stickily against her pleasure spots, Emilia couldn't hold back—a lewd moan escaped in shock....
Pleasure... swelling... filling her completely...