The Wolf and the Knightess's Night (2)
Half-elf woman Sekti was managing the travelers' inn in place of her parents, who had stepped out briefly.
Travelers' inn (Motorists Hotel). Shortened to motel (Motel). It was a lodging house for country bumpkins fresh from the sticks who'd come up to Maherith, guests with relatively shallow pockets.
But the inn run by Sekti's family was a little different. Thanks to the cheap rates and its spot tucked away in a secluded alley, their main clientele was bold couples itching for a night of passion. And every now and then, women who looked like hookers would drag in customers.
"Gonna dump a huge load in you tonight."
"Yes, flood me good♡"
A pudgy half-elf man with rolls of fat and a human woman lisping through her words pushed open the door. The human woman was a slave. A public whore from some brothel, no doubt run by a bigwig pulling strings behind the scenes.
In the Liberia Elf Kingdom, with its freer sexual culture compared to human nations, seeing prostitutes entertaining guests was commonplace.
"Room 301."
Sekti took the payment from the obese half-elf and slid over the key. It gave her the creeps, so she deliberately set it on the counter instead of handing it directly. She didn't even want to brush hands with that leering half-elf.
Fucking hell... If a gold brick would just drop from the sky, I'd ditch this shithole in a heartbeat.
Drunken louts. Deadbeats dragging in hookers. Shady wanderers whose identities you couldn't verify. Most guests at this out-of-the-way inn were bad news.
That's why Sekti always kept a self-defense weapon stashed under the counter. Fights broke out at least once a week, if not every day. Last time, it was a brawl between some hammered drunks.
"Sis is gonna send you all the way to the Holy Empire tonight♡"
An elf woman leading in a human boy who looked underage no matter how you sliced it.
"Babe, you're extra eager tonight♡"
Following them, two slender beauties embraced, rubbing their skin together. Probably that sort of couple.
Looks like everyone's here to fuck. Well, duh—that's why they come to this back-alley dump!
Sekti let out a massive sigh, lamenting her sorry lot in life. Stuck watching everyone else get their rocks off. At twenty-five, she was a total spinster who'd never even dated once. No wonder she resented her situation so much.
"Ah, fuck! Open the door gently, you bitch! Your mom's dead or what?!"
BOOM!!
A massive thud, and the door flew open. Sekti was already wallowing in self-pity when this bullshit hit out of nowhere. Pissed off big time, she unleashed a curse at the rude guest who she figured had kicked the door in.
"M-my m-mom...? What'd you say?"
Grrrrr...!!
The ronin tribe woman who'd barged in flashed sharp golden eyes. Eyes like a predator's. Sharp fangs, violent aura—the works. Sekti, the target of her rage, felt chills rack her whole body.
She'd dealt with plenty of assholes and nuisance guests before. Wielded blades, swung broken bottles—you name it, she'd seen it all. But this was the first time cold sweat dripped down her spine in pure terror.
"T-to commemorate our special event, we're offering you our premium suite for free!"
She valued her life. This woman terrified her. Desperate, Sekti blurted a clever excuse to fool the ronin woman. Luckily, the ronin didn't seem the sharpest tool in the shed and nodded at the promise of a free suite.
"Oppa, looks like it's sorted."
"Gah! Let go already!"
"Once we're in the room."
A human man thrashing wildly. But she subdued him in seconds. Despite the huge size difference, the blue-haired ronin woman crushed his resistance with one hand yanking his nape.
She rummaged through his pockets, pulled out what looked like a wallet, and chucked it at Sekti behind the counter. It hit with a heavy thud—must be loaded.
Sekti had to gape. This woman was fiercer than any rowdy thug, scarier than any punk, yet she'd paid up front without hesitation.
"Clear the building now. Renting the whole place."
Huff, huff...!!
The ronin woman's breathing grew ragged. Like she was barely holding something back, clinging to her last shred of patience.
"O-oh, we're fully booked tonight! With prior guests already checked in, how could we..."
"Drag 'em out."
The ronin woman replied. Those precarious golden eyes said she wasn't joking.
Sekti sprang into action. Some unavoidable disaster had hit the inn her parents ran—she went room to room, banging on doors. The men and women mid-protein dump or onahole duty misunderstood it as a fire alarm and stumbled into the halls half-naked.
* * *
The blue-haired wolf exuded savage intimidation, chasing every last man and woman from the inn. Then, like a female beast returning to her pack after finishing her hunt, she strode off.
The penthouse suite at the motel's peak. Like a mountaineer claiming the summit, she seized the best room.
Yushin, who'd watched Allen's rampage in stunned silence, suddenly found himself wrestling the ronin woman atop the bed, raw power clashing.
"Guh! What the hell's this strength... You ain't no female gorilla!"
Yushin yelled. Allen's iron grip pinning his arms was beyond imagination. He'd never once beaten her in raw power. He dominated in skill and finesse, but pure strength? Allen always won.
And right now, she was consumed by lust to force herself on her male. Empowered sevenfold, the ronin woman flashed murderous golden eyes as she squashed the fragile male beneath her.
"Stare at the ceiling stains!"
"Where'd you even learn that...?"
"GRRAAAAH!!"
Allen roared, shredding Yushin's shirt with both hands. Buttons flew everywhere. Riiip—fabric tore. Then, with his bare chest exposed, she buried her face in it.
She knew nothing of sex. No clue how mating worked. Didn't even grasp sticking a male organ in a female hole—zero basic sex ed.
Yet she moved on instinct. Face smooshed into her crush's chest, she lapped at his salty skin with her saliva-slick, rough ronin tongue.
"That stings!"
"Your fault, oppa... You're bad for having such a slutty body!"
Allen busied herself licking Yushin's body with her raspy ronin tongue. Long strokes over his chest. Nips at his nape for that sweet sting of pleasure-pain. She pinned him hard with both hands. Straddling him, she bucked wildly, blue hair a tangled mess.
"Kept getting distracted by that long-eared bitch... Ignoring me! You brought this on yourself...!!"
Dangerous eyes. Seeing the lethal intent in Allen's gaze, Yushin feared a literal death by pussy—physical overload.
...What, am I a chew toy? Just licking away. She never got basic sex ed, but this is ridiculous, right?
Yushin's steam leaked under Allen's clumsy, rough caresses. Even virgin Ardena hadn't been this green. Allen was pure instinct and horniness—no technique, no knowledge. Just stroking and licking skin. Yet despite the amateur fumbling, Yushin's cock swelled even pinned under the ronin woman.
"Ngh!"
The moment Allen eased up, Yushin seized the opening and flipped positions. The aggressor ronin now squished under the male. Reversal in a flash.
But that was fine by her—she panted excitedly, face flushing with shy anticipation, no regret.
"Ah, uh... I-I mean...!"
Shed led the charge, yet up close with Yushin, shyness won; she averted her gaze sideways. But no backing down. Unlike times she'd chickened out from embarrassment. Allen bared sharp teeth. Growled.
Not a threat, though. A beast's mating call—inviting the male, granting permission to mate.
"Jealous?"
Yushin asked. Allen pouted bitterly, weakly patting his chest like a sulky kid. Nailed it.
This cute knightess couldn't bottle her growing jealousy anymore and acted boldly. Clumsy without skill or finesse, but her earnest clinging was adorable.
"Sorry."
"Th-then... At least kiss me... "
"Here? Even for a first kiss, wouldn't a moodier spot than this dingy motel suit better?"
"I want it now. Right now. W-want to kiss you..."
Allen shyly confessed, clinging with heartbreakingly awkward hands. Yushin reached out. Hand by her head, he slowly bent his arm, locking eyes with Allen as she timidly pursed her lips on the bed.
"No regrets?"
"Nope, never. Love it 'cause it's you, oppa. Anyone else? Hell no."
"Never thought it'd end up like this with you."
"What? Dissatisfied with me?! Back out now, and I'll really bite your throat out."
High chance she would. Sharp canines flashed with every growl. Yushin chuckled softly, eyed her slowly, then carefully leaned in to press lips to hers.
Hot lip touch—Allen's body stiffened. Fingers twitched. Legs twisted together. Shoulders hunched.
Yet she puckered desperately, clinging to the kiss. Tongued out like a puppy. Flicked tentatively, responding. Yushin ramped it up aggressively, seizing full control.
"Hah, haa... Hnngh..."
The blue-haired knightess, always so tough, melted. Face like molten chocolate. Heat-drunk ronin woman, eyes unfocused, tongue lolling. Saliva glistened on her lips.
Yushin dipped in again, sucking her lips hard.
"Can't hold back anymore...! It's so itchy down there... What's happening? Ngh, grrr!"
Allen clawed at her pussy through her pants. Friction soaked it. Terrified by the unknown wetness flooding her lower belly, she teared up at Yushin.
"On your stomach for a sec."
Yushin ordered curtly. Allen obeyed like a bitch in heat, slowly rolling over, presenting her ass. Normally she'd never comply—way too humiliating sober. But lost in rut, she submitted like a dog to her master, no hesitation.
Kiiing, kiing. Whining beastily, tail wagged. Half fear, half eager, she awaited Yushin's next command, ass up in shameful display.