12. Ventorino Kingdom - Negotiations (10)
Tsk.
Valdes clicked his tongue inwardly, irritated. Forgetting about Eldrif had been his mistake, plain and simple. More precisely, he had forgotten to recast the spell. No matter how skilled a mage might be, ordinary spells always had a time limit. Either he had to renew them periodically, or he had to improve the spell itself.
He had taken care to do it once or twice, but afterward he had let it slip his mind. Still, even he had forgotten his excuse.
It was hard to worry about a lowly demon male with only his head left who couldn’t even scream, when the pussy of a dark elf tasted this damn good. He had never even gotten a chance to touch an elf when he had been the Hero, so there was no way he could have done this with a dark elf. In that sense, Shurti—the dark elf he was fucking right now—was his first.
"Mmm…!! H, hheh…♥"
"Hoo…."
Shurti, the twin sister of the Demon Army’s intelligence chief, was superb. Not just in skill, but in a far more important sense—sexually. In other words, as a woman.
Born from the stock of the elf race, which was famous for producing beautiful women, her face was the sort that would devour most human beauties whole. And because she had only recently come of age, there was still a lingering, youthful cuteness she hadn’t quite shed. Her skin, a brown close to bronze, made it painfully clear that he was ravaging a dark elf.
Her breasts weren’t especially large, but they felt wonderful in his hands. Soft, yielding, almost like he was kneading slime. Of course, they were springier than that, but the pliant give that pressed into his palms whenever he squeezed them hard was deeply satisfying.
Eldrif had been an idiot to leave a beauty like this right beside him, and as a slave, no less, without taking her. Just because of some laughable ideology like blood purity, he had treated dark elves like objects rather than slaves. Worse, because of the smug, highborn way he was wired, he hated anyone else touching what was his, so not even a man’s hands had ever been on her.
And yet he had forced her to keep her face and body beautifully maintained simply because she looked good. It was almost funny. As the one who had taken Shurti’s first time, Valdes felt pleased enough, but the expression on Shurette’s face whenever she spoke of these things had been pure disgust.
Ugh…!
Her pussy tightened, as if telling him to focus.
As though she had noticed him drifting for even a moment, Shurti’s vagina clung wetly and intimately to Valdes’s cock. Even after cumming dozens of times already today, the dark elf’s cunt was still tight and soaked. Because they had changed positions, it felt like he was thrusting into a brand-new pussy.
"Haaah, mmm, hheh…♥ Ah, I can’t… but, h, heh-hehk…♥"
Valdes snapped back to reality and looked down at the dark elf, Shurti, who was being fucked by him.
Because she had been bent over, all he could really see were her back and hips, but even that was enough to make her irresistibly alluring. The sister pinned beneath her, Shurette, only made the scene even more obscene. The twin sisters’ bodies stacked together like a sandwich—somehow, it reminded him of Mercede and Mari.
Focus.
He erased the two of them from his mind in an instant.
Valdes pressed his body harder into Shurti’s back, matching the rhythm of his thrusts as she rocked her hips beneath him. Then, with one of the hands that had been gripping the dark elf girl’s pelvis, he reached forward and seized the breast jutting out between the sisters.
"Nn, h, hngh… Ah, my lord…♥"
The older dark elf let out a sweet moan as her breast was firmly seized.
Just a glimpse of her face was enough to show it melting away, no longer looking like the usual rigid intelligence chief at all. That said, he hadn’t been the one inside her. If her situation was similar to Shurti’s, there was a good chance she was still a virgin.
And yet Shurette was getting this worked up and enjoying herself so much simply because her twin sister was being ravaged by her lord at her request. She had even been touching herself, then fondling her sister’s breasts, and now was grinding against her openly. Whether it was because dark elves were more faithful to their desires than elves, or because she was simply lewd by nature, he couldn’t say.
"Just hang on a little longer. Once I’m done with this, I’ll turn you into a proper female."
"Heh-heh… yes, please…! Bestow your lord’s cock upon this lewd dark elf underling…♥"
"Listening to you talk, I’d think you were the one getting fucked."
"Mmm, hheh-heh-heh…♥"
Shurette gave a filthy, wanton laugh.
Maybe because they were twins, the two dark elf sisters even looked the same when they were melting into pleasure, and their moans carried the same shameless heat.
"Your sister’s probably having a rough time, so… hoo, big sister should take good care of her…!"
"Haah, yes, yes…! As her older sister, I’ll comfort her properly…♥"
With that answer, Shurette turned her gaze back to her younger sister. The younger twin, who had already climaxed more than forty times and been turned into a complete little bitch by her lord, looked wonderfully depraved—and beautiful.
She wore the same expression as her sister as she pressed her mouth to Shurti’s.
"Hek…♥ Mmm, mmm…?! Mmph, mmph, mmm, hheh-heh-heh…♥"
The younger sister, robbed of her first kiss by her older twin, seemed startled for a second, then shut her eyes tightly and accepted Shurette’s tongue as it slipped into her mouth. Shurti, whose tongue moved beautifully on instinct alone, didn’t even realize that her sister’s was also her first kiss.
Good. Looks like she’s calming down a little.
Watching the sisters’ deep, wet kiss, Valdes felt reassured.
Before she had heard Eldrif’s shout, Shurti had been cumming over and over, on the verge of literally collapsing. Of course, that was only what he judged from her expression and tone; in reality, it might not have been quite that bad. But there was no mistaking the defeat written all over her.
Then, because of his mistake, she had heard her master’s voice and fallen back into conflict. Just from her face, it was obvious she couldn’t let go of her identity, or of the memories she was losing.
In a way, that was only natural. The twin sisters hadn’t lived very long by elf standards. They had only recently come of age. After that had come years of war, and then, once they became dark elves, they had spent their entire lives with Eldrif. Having those memories erased must have felt like having their very lives denied.
The lewd love of her twin sister had seemed to ease her for a moment, but it was only a stopgap.
There were seven climaxes left in the count. He had changed positions and made her come once more, but her orgasms were getting slower and slower. Rather than trying to force her to climax quickly, he needed another method.
A way to reassure Shurti and calm her down.
There are plenty of options here, but…
Valdes had already chosen his method.
He would take the place of her master.
He decided to become her lord in Eldrif’s place.
It might have been putting the cart before the horse, but it would be better for everyone except Eldrif. The head-only rebel, after all, was going to die no matter what happened. Valdes himself held his life and death in his hands, and he had no intention of letting him go. In that case, wasn’t it right to choose the best path for the rest of them?
Having made up his mind, he opened his mouth.
"Shurti."
"Hngh, mmm, hheh…?"
"You’re uneasy, aren’t you?"
"Hek, hee, h, hoo… hheh-hehk…."
There was no real answer, only moans. And yet Shurti’s body was responding clearly. The faint tremors running through her were proof—something different from simple arousal or climax.
"The feeling of losing the master you trusted your whole life... You were scared of that. Of losing your anchor."
"Hoo… hngh, hhehk… heh-hngh…♥"
In answer to Valdes’s certainty, her cunt squeezed his cock tightly, as if in agreement.
"But it’s all right. Even if you lose your memories, you still have your sister, don’t you? A sister who loves you, and loves you, and loves you some more."
"Hoo… hoo… heh-ghhh…."
"And you have me too."
"Hheh…?"
"I’ll become your new master. I, the Demon Prince who will one day become Demon King and rule the continent. Not some fool who only trusts in his bloodline."
At his words, not only Shurti but Shurette seemed startled as well. But Shurette quickly grasped his intention and gave a small nod. Then she informed him of the change in her sister’s expression—the way her younger twin looked, deeply shaken.
"You’re not going to be some inferior mixed-blood object instead of a pure-blood demon. You’re going to become my precious subordinate. A member of the Demon Army that conquers the continent."
"Hek… mmm, hheh-hngh, s-sob, hgh…♥"
"You’re torn? You don’t know? ...Why would you hesitate?"
Schluck-schluck-schlick—
"Don’t think about it. Your master is me. The one who will show you a new world, the one who taught you new pleasure."
Valdes’s hand, which had remained on her hips until the very end, twitched as it moved to Shurti’s lower abdomen. Right over the clearly engraved Stigma, still shining with a brilliant pink glow. He pressed down hard on it, pouring magic into the crest.
"...I am your master."
"Heh, hoh…! Hhoook…♥ ...H-hheh-hehk—♥♥"
Spurt, spurt, whoosh…!!
With a filthy climax, a rush of fluid burst from Shurti’s pussy. It was like she was throwing a tantrum against him in the fierce opening wave of an orgasm, just as though she were begging to be filled again and again. The answer already seemed to have been decided.
"That’s right. Good girl. ...That makes six now."
Shurti lowered her head, burying her face in her sister’s shoulder. Her cheeks were so red that even through her dark elf skin, the color was obvious. Very small, very quietly, but clearly, she murmured,
"Y-yes, m-my l-lord…♥"
"Well done."
"H, hheh…♥ Please erase... my old master completely...♥"
Shurette, who had heard those murmurs even more clearly than Valdes had, brightened at once. Her face was overflowing not with lust or pleasure, but with genuine joy and welcome, full of familial love.
"Yes, yes. Good girl. Good girl, our little Shurti... From now on, we’re together forever...♥"
"The last six times... I’m going fast...!!"
Pressing his body even harder against Shurti’s, Valdes slammed his hips forward with violent force. He had promised to finish the remaining six and take Shurette’s virginity too, but he threw everything he had into it, leaving himself no room to spare. It wasn’t that he truly had nothing left; it was simply proof of how serious he was.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—!!
"Hngh…! Ht, hhehk! Hngh, ghh, hoh-hngh…♥"
Shurti, having completely let go, surrendered her body to pleasure while wedged between her sister and Valdes. By then, almost nothing of Eldrif remained in her mind.
Only the vaguest traces of recent memory still lingered.
And even that was being swept away, growing fainter and fainter like grains of sand dragged out by wave after wave of pleasure.
"Hhooh—♥"
Once.
"H-heh-ghhh…!!"
Twice.
"Hheh-heh-heh♥♥"
Four times.
"Hooht, h-goog—♥♥ ...hheh…."
And six.
A storm of climaxes, one after another.
When the final fiftieth climax was complete, Valdes slid an arm behind Shurti’s knees and lifted her up. Then he turned and looked down at the severed head in the corner, lying there with a vacant expression.
"Shurti. You know what that is?"
"Hoo, hoo, hheh-hee… I-it’s a h-head, a filthy head, heh-heh, Master…♥"
"That’s right. The head of a stupid demon who dared to covet what was mine. And even with nothing left but a head, he’s still irritating me."
"H-heh, hhoo… th-then... then it should be destroyed. Yes, if it annoys Master, it should be destroyed…."
It was the look of someone seeing an obstruction that was getting in the way of precious time with the one she loved. Eldrif received that vacant stare head-on. It was a look he had never seen before. Not the hatred of the past, nor the surrender of just now. Not even a gaze he would have expected from a pure-blood demon proud of her noble bloodline.
"A-ah…."
The moment he felt an unnameable sensation in the face of that strange stare—
Thud!
A hole burst through his forehead and bored all the way through the back of his neck.
"Heh-heh, thank you for the dagger, big sister…♥"
"Of course, little one♥"
Shurette was happy.
She had seen her mortal enemy die twice over.
The first time by the hand of the lord she loved, and the second by the hand of the little sister she loved.
It was a pity she hadn’t been the one to kill him herself, but it felt wonderful all the same that Eldrif—who had prided himself on his bloodline and innate power—had been crushed to death by overwhelming force from Valdes, a demon-human half-blood born of a human line. Even better was the fact that he had died at the hands of the very sister he had treasured so much while treating her like a mere object.
And now, the happiest moment of all was approaching—one so complete it would make her forget even that trash.
"Since your revenge is over, do you want to rest, Shurti?"
"Hah, ah, hoo… big sister, I’ll help you, Master…."
"That’s right, Shurti really is such a good girl."
"Hheh-heh…♥"
Valdes lowered Shurti to the floor beneath him. The loosening junction made a wet, humiliating sound as he withdrew. But Shurti didn’t care at all; the dark elf girl crawled clumsily toward her sister and climbed up over her.
"Hoo, haa… Shurti…."
"Mm-hm, mm-hm, big sister… I’ll help Shurti give Master her blessing, hngh…♥"
Shurti turned her body and thrust her dripping pussy, still leaking Valdes’s semen, toward her sister’s face. Then, with both hands, she pried Shurette’s legs wide open—just as her sister had opened her legs for her when she lost her virginity.
"Haaah, Master. Please take Shurti’s big sister’s virginity...♥"
"...Haha, sure."
Draggin his tired body along, Valdes once again entrusted his cock to his old subordinate and his new one.