Chapter 42
Chapter 42
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 42
Chapter Title: In the Mansion's Backyard (4)
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Chloe's bare backside was fully exposed. The haughty Chloe hadn't rejected this shameful pose at all.
Her ass was raised high in obedience to my command, putting her lewd, juice-smeared pussy right in my line of sight.
That villainous young lady was complying with my words, brazenly displaying her naughty holes.
'Knowing her usual personality makes it even hotter.'
Not quite as wide-hipped as the birthing-ready Lillia, but Chloe's ample pelvis was still generous. Nestled between those plump cheeks, her pristine anus came into view.
The untainted pale pink wrinkles twitched enticingly, a sight that was utterly obscene.
"Eut... Th-that... there..."
Even the confident Chloe seemed embarrassed to have her anus on full display.
And below that, her thick mound peeked out. She'd groomed her pubic hair neatly, leaving a smooth, bald pussy.
Her labia were coated thickly in her slutty juices, glistening as they caught the moonlight.
Her lower lips quivered nonstop, craving my tyrant. In that instant, the scene was dizzyingly arousing, stirring my lust to a fever pitch.
But there was no need to show that excitement plainly.
"What a shameless slut. Sticking your ass out like a bitch in heat."
"Hng... Whether I'm a bitch... or the Queen of the Night who'll lead you to ecstasy... You'll have to try me to find out, won't you, Count?"
"Hmph. Don't act so composed."
I gripped her jiggly ass cheek lightly with my palm, twisting my wrist in a caress-like motion.
"Hii...!"
Her arousal had boiled over from pent-up lust; even the slightest touch set her off easily.
After cumming twice already, it was astonishing that she craved that pleasure again. I didn't know if she was truly the Queen of the Night, but right now, she was undeniably the queen of depravity.
I knelt down and pressed my cock right up against Chloe's ass.
With my hands, I spread her cheeks wide, rubbing my shaft between them.
"Huuuum... Hii! Huut...!"
As our embarrassing flesh met once more, Chloe's senses ignited. My cock's underside glided between her slick anus and pussy lips—right through her perineum.
Juut-juut-juut-
The friction of our genitals felt incredible against my shaft. Each pass coated it in her slippery fluids, building a sticky, viscous stimulation.
I hadn't even inserted yet, but that alone made Chloe's hips twitch.
"Hng... Ahng... Hut... Haa... Even so... this isn't enough... I want something better... Your... that thing..."
And just like that, she was already begging for my cock.
'If you want it that badly, who am I to refuse?'
I gave her ass a light smack with my palm. A sharp clap echoed.
Chlap-
"Hii!?"
Chloe cried out. She probably never imagined I'd actually strike her noble body, even lightly.
"M-my... ass... like that... so roughly... Hoot..."
"What nonsense. You dared to rush the Grand Duke's heir so crudely. A spoiled young lady like you deserves punishment."
I slapped the other cheek with my opposite hand.
"Hiiut!! Ouch... Ahuuung..."
But that sharp pain seemed to turn into pleasure for her instead. She was even converting the sting into ecstasy.
Truly, an utterly depraved villainess.
In the meantime, Chloe's slutty folds gushed out thicker nectar.
I slipped a finger into her entrance, stealing a feel of her soft inner walls.
"Huuuung... Hoot... Hiit... Ngiiut..."
Just one finger, and she wailed in ecstasy nonstop. She seemed thrilled by the touch in her most secret place.
And even that single index finger was squeezed tight by her narrow pussy—a pressure befitting one freshly deflowered.
"Fingers... feel good... but... more... something bigger... Hiiuk..."
But her body had already savored my massive rod deep inside. A mere finger left her unsatisfied, wanting more.
Her initial goal of seducing me had long been cast aside. Chloe had become a slave to pleasure, hypersensitive to even the smallest stimulations.
Now was the time to etch this moment's power dynamic deep into her soul. Time for some proper training.
I rubbed my cock over her anus and pussy lips again, picking up the pace.
"Haaung... Ahuut... More... I need more... This isn't enough... Huuung..."
"Good girls say what they want honestly. That's right. What do you want, Chloe?"
"Something... bigger... not fingers... something else..."
"I can't understand vague words. Say it clearly!"
Chlap!!
I smacked her cheek again. Her ass quivered.
"Hii!!! It hurts... No... Hng... But... it feels good... More... more..."
"Speak properly. Or I'll keep punishing you like this."
"Punish... my ass hurts... No... but... I like it...♡ Haa... I can't take it... Hurry... something bigger... more..."
"What’s this 'bigger' thing?"
"Your... cock... Your majestic prince... Hng!!"
I couldn't suppress the grin spreading across my face.
Just rubbing my cock against her felt this good. So of course, after tasting full penetration earlier, she craved it even more.
"Is that how you beg? A marquess's daughter should know better manners."
"Hiit... S-sorry... Please give me... your precious... majestic cock... fill me up... like this... I'm begging... Uhiit..."
"Good girl. Time for your reward."
I grasped my cock with one hand and aligned the tip with her entrance. Time to resume the carnal feast.
I thrust my raging tyrant back into Chloe's depths.
The mana stone kept things warm, but the fierce late-winter night wind still howled through the open air.
And this spot was so exposed that anyone venturing a little deeper could see everything. Right here in the backyard.
There, the two of us had plunged deep into the forbidden thrill of outdoor sex.
"Hiiung... Hiii... Ahuuung... Haaat! There... it feels so good!!"
Chloe was now fully a bitch in heat, sprawled on all fours. Her luscious ass arched high, and between those cheeks, her soaked pussy welcomed my relentless pounding.
Chwap-chwap-chwap-
Wet flesh slapped lewdly and stickily, echoing through the backyard. But neither Chloe nor I felt any shame over the noise.
On the contrary, Chloe sounded like she was in full estrus, cranking up her moans to fill the air.
"Ahng...♡ Julian...♡ Like this... Ahuuuhng... I'm going crazy... Gonna cum... Ahut...♡."
Her ass flesh sank plushly into my palms, chewy and perfect. And even from behind, Chloe's premium pussy gripped me unchanged.
It only heightened my cock's throbbing excitement.
It hadn't been long since she'd lost her virginity. Even with pleasure overriding the pain, handling this monster should bring some foreign sensation.
"Haang! Aang!! Hwaang... Hiung... It feels good... Ahut... Me... this... Hoot!!"
Yet her voice dripped only with pure ecstasy.
It was impossible to imagine she'd been a virgin just moments ago. Her depravity spurred my own lust toward the peak.
But I held back my climax for now. Time for another lesson.
Chlap-chlap-
"Hiit!? Uuuhng... That feels good too...♡ Getting spanked by you... I love it...♡."
The fearsome villainess had become a perfectly obedient maid. No—a lewd slave.
"Stand up for a moment."
I pulled my cock out briefly.
"Y-yes...? Nooo! Don't pull out... Hii!!"
Even the sensation of withdrawal set her off, Chloe wailing wildly.
'She's completely lost it.'
I lifted her prone body upright and had her reach for a nearby tree trunk.
I commanded her.
"Stick your ass out again."
"Cock... more... give me more..."
"Good girls who obey get it easy. I might even give you a special gift."
"Gift... Your cock as a gift... Haa... Haa..."
This time, I went for standing doggy style.
The now-docile Chloe spread her legs just right, making insertion effortless.
I seized her hips and resumed slamming my tyrant home.
"Hiiiit!!! Huuung...♡ Haaa...♡ Gonna cum...!! Aaang...!!"
As expected, her pussy parted eagerly, swallowing my cock. Standing made thrusting even smoother.
Her walls had relaxed enough to fit my girth perfectly. I became a selfish beast, thinking only of my pleasure, pounding her hole madly.
"Uaaat!!! Huuung... Hiiiung... Heuung...♡."
Chloe could only wail in mindless ecstasy now, devoid of any intellect.
The backyard felt like midsummer from our ragged breaths. Her overheated body geared up for a third climax.
I felt the dam breaking at my cock's base.
"Uaaaang!!! Haaang!! Hii♡!! Huhut!!"
"Here's your gift, Chloe."
"Gift... Your gift... No babies elsewhere... Fill Chloe's insides... All of it...♡."
"As you wish. Rejoice!"
I sprinted into a final spurt. Supreme bliss coiled around my glans and shaft without mercy. I couldn't hold back.
Byur- byur- byur-
The flood burst into Chloe's depths.
"Aaat!!!!"
She climaxed in sync.
Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle-
Over ten heaving surges as my tyrant unleashed its load.
The short orgasm of pure creampie bliss faded into perfect afterglow. Her trembling pussy walls were warm inside.
I steadied my heaving breaths. Moments later, I brought my face to Chloe's ear and whispered.
"Capital playboy games aren't bad, Chloe. Satisfied with our one-night fling?"
Even after cumming, my tone stayed leisurely, arrogant—as if toying with her was effortless.
Chloe couldn't respond, just panting wildly. When I pulled out, a shocking gush of white fluid drooled from her.
A short while passed. Once her orgasm's afterglow faded, Chloe had become astonishingly honest about her pleasure.
"Haa... Calling this a fling... We haven't even started yet... More... Noble games... Get even better..."
"Naughty girl. But I suppose I can indulge you."
Still unsatisfied, Chloe lunged at me. As she said, the night was long. Plenty of time for beastly sex.
Three more rounds followed. I poured my precious seed generously into her each time.
While I hit three climaxes, Chloe racked up five more, bringing our backyard romp to a close.
The first week after classes resumed had been packed like this, so I hadn't fully soaked in Pantheon's atmosphere.
Late Monday afternoon, I rode the carriage back to Pantheon. Their Monday schedule was unique.
So many noble scions skipped morning classes that they simply didn't schedule any.
Having experienced their culture firsthand last night, I could see why.
'Partying hard all night with booze. Then fucking like animals. No way you wake up properly the next morning.'
That must be the in-crowd life.
I'd slept until noon myself. I'd returned from Chloe's mansion at dawn, and Eirin had waited up for me without sleeping—leaving me a bit guilty.
Inside the carriage, I spoke to Eirin, who sat beside me today instead of across.
"To the Iterne Marquess's estate."
"Understood, Young Master. I'll inform Hans."
I finished a short letter to Chloe, written in my own hand rather than Eirin's.
It praised the banquet as befitting Iterne standards and the noble youths' fun as proper capital custom—polite in phrasing, but haughty, like "Your party wasn't half bad."
'The backyard action counts as my clear win. No, a total victory.'
She'd begged me right to the end. I'd cum too, but I'd dominated throughout.
I didn't know how she'd react next, but she'd been the one losing her mind in ecstasy. Our upcoming pair mission would be fun.
'Though I doubt that scary villainess will turn meek overnight.'
That was fine—I looked forward to it more. This had fully conquered my fear of her. Victory at night meant I could win by day too.
"The pair mission. Lots to prepare."
"I've compiled the relevant lectures for it."
Eirin was the perfect maid as always. I'd gotten special permission for all six orders' classes, but without cloning myself, I couldn't handle them all.
She'd selected and listed the most useful ones.
"This afternoon is Combat Order sword training."
"Perfect. I'll join that."
I was Reinhardt blood. Swordsmanship remained my main path to strength.
'So attending the God of War Roya's order—its lectures and training—is essential.'
And there was another key reason. Lucia, the other playable character besides Julian.
She'd be there.