Chapter 69
Chapter 69
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 69
Chapter Title: Ulstro Kingdom - The Crumbling Women (13)
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"Ah, ah, aah! S-sto-op... Ped-rooo..."
A single tear streamed from Beatrice's eye.
Valdes, who claimed to be both the Hero and the Demon King's son.
That explanation carried far more weight than the idea that Pedro had reincarnated as a half-human, half-demon as a last resort. His ambiguous age, similar appearance, subtly different personality, and mismatched background all fit together perfectly.
'Ahh... It's all, all my fault...'
She shouldn't have foolishly helped them with their absurd plan.
She shouldn't have fallen for their sweet-talk like an idiot.
The foolish choice of her youth had led to this catastrophic mistake. And now, she was paying the price. But it wasn't even to Pedro that she was making amends.
It had to be him. Not even her son would do. Her love, her body, her penance—all of it had to belong to Pedro alone.
Yet her body was already responding to Valdes. The problem was that she'd completely let go the first time they'd joined bodies. And his technique was impossibly skilled for a teenager. Her frail, sensitive form couldn't withstand him.
'I'm sorry... I'm so sorry...'
Beatrice writhed in pleasure amid her regrets, but the emotion of surrender still hadn't taken root in her heart.
Even if her body had fallen, she swore her heart belonged to Pedro, steeling her resolve in a corner of her chest to endure somehow.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch.
"Eek, hng! Ah, ah, eek, hnng, hnnng...!"
Valdes gave her no respite even after she climaxed, shaking his hips and caressing her relentlessly.
"You'd love it if this was Pedro right now, wouldn't you?"
"Ah, eek, hng... haaang...♥"
She let out a sudden moan.
His whispered words made her imagine it for a moment. What if the one beneath her now was Pedro? She couldn't hold back her moans any longer.
"How about this? Pretend I'm Pedro. You've been doing it so well up till now."
"N-no, hnng! Wh-what, aaang...♡"
"Pedro will never stand by your side anyway. Just satisfy yourself with me instead."
"Don't... make me laugh, aahk♡!"
Beatrice shouted back, but he noticed her agitation. He wasn't sure if she was tempted, but her pussy clenched meaningfully, and her body trembled.
"Wouldn't everyone be happier that way? The Demon King couple lives happily together in the Demon King's castle, Bess drowns in pleasure with her new love, and I enjoy fucking all three mother and daughters. Sounds perfect."
"Haa, haa! ...No, I... refuse!"
"This slutty body of yours loves it. Look."
His hands gently stroked the queen's body.
From the frothy, slick union of their sexes to her slightly reddened balls from all the touching, her pristine white belly, her full breasts, her stiffly erect nipples, her collarbone, neck, jaw, face. Every glide of his palm awakened her sensitive nerves.
"Anyone can see you're a bitch gasping in bliss and pleasure. Even now, your pussy's squeezing me tight."
"Hng, nng, hnng...!"
"Not even gonna respond?"
"Haa...! I-I might give you... my body, haa! ...but my heart... n-no...!"
Valdes spread his palm over the queen's eyes, turning her head to kiss her. Not a light peck, but a deep adult kiss where their tongues tangled and they shared saliva.
"Mmph, hmph! Mmm, mmph, mmmph!!"
Beatrice tried to seal her lips and push out the invading tongue. But every time his glans tapped her cervix, her mouth parted slightly, until she finally allowed the intrusion.
"Hnn! Nng, hmph! Mmm, mmph, nng, hmmph...♡ ...Hmph, chup, slurp... slurrrp...♥"
She couldn't even bite her tongue.
For a widow who'd abstained for so long, his tongue work was overwhelmingly threatening and merciless. In the end, after a long, drawn-out kiss, she had no choice but to swallow the saliva he fed her.
"Hoo... How was that? You couldn't see my face before, but this time I covered your eyes completely. Doesn't it stimulate your imagination?"
"......"
"Think of the one you just kissed as your first love."
"N-no..."
"The teenage him."
"Teenage... Pedro..."
At his warm, seductive whisper, the queen unwittingly repeated his words.
"That's right. The teenage Hero. You've been imagining that all along, haven't you? I'm the mid-teen Hero Pedro right now. Just a bit smaller in build. The Pedro from his boyhood days, when he was still a mercenary before becoming the Hero, but the Pedro who loves Bess."
"Pedro... who loves me..."
Valdes paused his movements to seduce her, whispering a fresh illusion into her ear in the quiet, heat-filled room.
"My body's just a little smaller, but overall, I'm like Pedro, right? Listen—my voice matches too, doesn't it? My handiwork, the way I roll my hips—it's all the Hero's. Even my cock that you love is similar. Mine's even bigger, though?"
"Hnn... haa, haa...♥"
It was a whisper laced with Charm Magic.
A power no ordinary human could resist, but Beatrice endured it with love alone. Still, she couldn't stop her mind from imagining on its own, so her breathing quickened and her face flushed hotter.
"Right now, Bess is having sex with Pedro. A tender, sweet lovers' tryst. Pedro's cock is inside Beatrice's pussy. Now it'll move slowly, and when you both get excited and he cums inside, you'll become a mother instead of a queen."
"A mother... Pedro's baby...?"
"Exactly. You'll bear Pedro's child. If you want, you can have sex with Pedro every day. I'll just use a little magic to disguise my face and change my speech a bit. It'll be the perfect teenage Pedro."
"Aaah, haa, haaang...♥"
"Just say those words right now, and your dream becomes reality. 'I'm Valdes's exclusive cocksleeve. I prefer Valdes over Pedro.' Close your eyes and say that, and you'll get what you want. Pedro will never hear about it."
"Haa, haaaang...♥"
Beatrice couldn't control her aroused body.
It was truly the devil's temptation. She knew it full well, and though one part of her heart boiled with resolve for Pedro, the opposite side stirred forbidden emotions.
I've already betrayed him once—why not twice? Pedro's out of reach anyway. Pursue happiness over harsh reality. Let it all go and live easy. The devil's whisper.
"......I."
"Yes?"
"I love Pedro."
"...You're refusing?"
"You'll never... have my heart."
"What a shame."
Though his words were cold, Valdes felt oddly pleased.
He'd expected this. Still, he hadn't thought this madwoman would hold out so stubbornly. And yet, he felt joy at the same time—even as he tried to corrupt her.
"...Can't be helped then. Instead of your beloved Pedro's baby, I'll give you a grandchild."
"Wh-what did you say...?!"
"You'll be your first love's daughter-in-law. Sounds happy, right?"
"Wh-who decided...!"
"Listen well. Two more times. I'll cum inside you twice. If you submit during that, you'll just be my cocksleeve. But if you don't..."
"If I don't...?"
"I'll kidnap you like this and let the demon soldiers fuck you to their hearts' content."
"Wh-what, th-that...!"
"Think hard?"
With those words, he resumed his idle hips. The queen's pussy had grown even sloppier from the constant cock, caresses, and kisses, letting him piston even easier.
Squelch, splurt, squelch, splurt, squelch, squelch!
"Eeeek, nng, hnng... hnnnghaa...!"
His hips moved far faster and harder than before.
Beatrice's body shook wildly from the pleasure pounding her womb. Even without other caresses, the ecstasy surpassed before.
"Aaah, ang, ang, haang, hnng, hnnngh...♥"
Her inner walls irregularly clenched and relaxed, signaling climax approaching.
Valdes too felt ejaculation nearing from the pent-up excitement of tormenting her. Cumming now wouldn't fill her halfway as he'd just said, but he had no intention of making the last one easy.
Slap slap slap slap slap─!!
"Ngh, taking the first shot!"
"Aahk, hkk! Nng, eeek...♥ Ah, haa, ang, aa...♥ Haaaang─!!"
Spurt spuuurt! Splurt, spurt, spluuuurt...! ...Spluuurt, spuuuuur...!!
He buried himself root-deep in the queen's pussy, glans pressed flush against her cervix, and unleashed his seed with full force.
"Aahk, eek, ah, hnnk, hikk, hiiik, hkk, hnnngh..."
Beatrice shuddered and whimpered. Her convulsing pussy milking his cock, the gushing fluids, her rigidly extended legs, her curling toes—all proclaimed her orgasm.
Just two days ago, Valdes's cum filling her belly was pure bliss, but now it was a shackle worse than despair. He'd declared two shots. She had to decide before the last one.
"...Hikk."
"Bess, crying?"
"N-no..."
"I hope those are tears of joy. From the happiness of bearing your first love's grandchild."
"......"
Beatrice stared straight ahead, trembling wordlessly.
Her sweat-matted golden hair clinging to her shoulders and back was stunningly beautiful. The aggressive reverse standing doggy without seeing her face heightened the thrill amid the situation.
'Ah, she's so fucking hot.'
He wasn't some deviant, but the pleasure of this rare scenario was exquisite.
His still-erect cock dribbled remaining cum inside her with wet plops. Despite not pulling out, milky semen leaked from their union due to the massive load.
"One... left?"
"......"
"Can't decide yet? Then let's enjoy the rest."
Grinning, Valdes kneaded her breasts. Beatrice twisted futilely—she couldn't escape now any more than before.
"Shall we try something fun?"
"Hnng, nngh...♡ Wh-what now...?"
"Just changing positions a bit."
Valdes stood, still groping her chest.
"Haa...!"
Naturally, Beatrice rose with him, shifting from reverse doggy to reverse standing. Their similar heights kept it comfortable.
But her slightly shorter legs meant only her soles' fronts touched the ground. Better than tiptoes, but she couldn't walk, forcing her to lean fully on him pressed against her back.
"Ah, ang, haaang... P-put me down...♥"
"Who could resist such a sweet voice!"
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Nng! Hnng, hng! Haa...♥ M-my womb... hnng! It's being crushed...♥"
Standing position amplified gravity over sitting, driving his cock deeper into her womb. With one hand kneading her breast and the other arm around her belly—not supporting her—it was even more intense.
"Give up already! I'll keep you as my cocksleeve forever!"
"N-no, stop this...! Hng, haat, nng, haaang...♥"
"Or roll happily under demon soldiers!"
"Nng, hnnngh...! Aahk, aa, p-please..."
'Please, Pedro...'
Each hip thrust, Valdes stepped forward slightly. Beatrice shuffled toward the wall on tiptoes. Every step lifted her body then dropped with a thud, slamming her cervix.
Blaming her lewd body that felt more pleasure than pain, her heart wavered. His added threat terrified her. His demeanor suggested he'd absolutely drag her to demon territory.
Thud thud thud thud thud!
"Ang, haaang, eek, hnnng...♥ Aaaah, Pe-Ped-rooo..."
"That desperate for Pedro? If you want, I'll make it happen!"
"Wh-what... Hiiik?!"
His fingers flicked from her belly, and on the wall they'd reached appeared an illusion magic image identical to Pedro.
"See? Perfect! It's the Hero Pedro you love, Bess!"
"Y-you! Hnng...! Evil, evil scum..."
The first curse from her lips.
Pinned against the wall with Pedro's image looming, Beatrice had nowhere to go.
"Choose now! My cocksleeve or castle sex slave rolling under soldiers—in front of the Hero!"
"Ugh...! Hng, eek, aah, haak...♥ N-nooo... stooop..."
"Can't choose? Then one answer: Become the demon soldiers' exclusive whore from queen!"
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thuuud─!
Valdes cried out in a final sprint. With his shout, another thick load flooded her pussy, pushing out the first cum from her passage and womb, hot fresh seed filling anew.
"Haa, ah, ang, nng nng nng, eek...!! ...Nng haa, ah, aaa..."
Feeling her pussy stuffed with thick white fluid, despair leaked from Beatrice's lips.
"Ha. So stubborn. Fine, last chance. What'll it be?"
"......Hnnk, hikk. Pedro, Ped-rooo... I'm sorry, so sorryyy..."
A plea full of sorrow and guilt.
Valdes thought she'd broken.
But.
"I-I... committed an unforgivable sin... Waaah... Even if I become a whore, a whore... I'll only love Pedro... Hikk, hkk, hwaaa..."
"Huh?"
'This... isn't it...?'
Beatrice's love proved stronger than he'd imagined.