Chapter 125
Marian was pissed.
“Hng.” Pop, trickle. I felt something snagging at the tip of my cock burst open. Gazing at Gania as she roughly sucked in her breath, I began slamming my dick deep inside her. Her hot, slick pussy walls clenched around my shaft in rapid pulses. Once fully sheathed, I just stared down at her in silence.
Her eyes squeezed shut, Gania bit her lower lip. Probably trying to hide her expression. I couldn't tell if it was thrill from her first man or pain from her hymen tearing—but I liked the look. Hiding those blank white eyes really brought her beauty alive.
“Nice pussy you've got there.”
I whispered it right in her ear on purpose, then eased my hips into motion. Humiliation made her body quiver faintly, but her inner walls kept teasing my cock relentlessly. Savoring every ridge and fold, I rocked slowly. She seemed desperate to ignore the cock piercing her lower body, but that was never gonna be easy.
The more she fought the pleasure, the harder I pounded. The glans bumped something spongy—a familiar sensation from Karen. Unless elf cunts were wildly different from human ones, that was her cervix. Like a siege ram battering the gates, I hammered at Gania's womb entrance. Her pussy gushed in response to the brutal assault. Lewd breaths leaked from between her gritted teeth.
“Huuu... haa... st-stop... not there... haa.”
She begged like she meant it, but mercy wasn't on the menu. Her crumbling face was deliciously obscene, and I wanted more. Propping up my torso, I kept thrusting while rubbing her clit. Slick with her juices, it squirmed under my fingers.
“Haaa... ah, no... haaang!”
Her babble made no sense. Watching pleasure seep into her features gave me a wicked thrill. Squish. I mashed her whole clit flat—and her body jerked wildly, hips bucking on their own. Even without my thrusts, she was pistoning herself on my cock, swallowing and spitting it greedily.
I whispered in her ear as she thrashed in ecstasy. “Enjoying this a bit too much, aren't you?”
“...Huuung. Haa... haeut.”
Too far gone to hear me, she just rocked her hips, grinding my shaft against her walls. I watched her go at it solo for a moment. Then she froze, realizing I wasn't moving.
“Why stop? Keep going.”
“Haaaa...”
My taunt drew a slutty gasp. Her pride looked bruised, but her pussy kept rippling hungrily. Swipe. I flicked her clit again—her body twitched sharply. The first time had been tough; now she was putty in my hands. Grinning at her reactions, I resumed pounding.
“If it feels good, enjoy it, Gania. No one's gonna know you made that slutty face here.”
“Hut... huung... haa.”
Maybe my words soothed her—her moans grew clearer. Her toes curled, lifting her ass to meet me. Satisfaction bloomed deep as her pointless pride cracked. Leaning down, I sank my teeth into her breast. Plush and soft, her flesh melted on my tongue, her ripe nipple teasing it. Sucking hard while thrusting, she matched my rhythm, bucking like a pro. Hard to believe it was her first time.
After pounding away, her body started changing. Sweat beaded across her skin from the frenzy. Already silky smooth, now slick with moisture, she felt icy-slick under me. That alien texture slowly built my climax. Plastered against her, hips shaking, her stiff nipples dragged across my chest.
“Huuuaaaang...!”
Her sudden wail—her arms locked around my neck. Slender legs hooked my waist as she slammed her hips up. Full climax. Satisfied, I unleashed hot cum inside her. Twitch, twitch. Her virgin pussy thrashed like it was thrilled with its first load. Savoring the afterglow, I eyed her limp form. Eyes still shut—different meaning now.
“Look at me, Gania.”
“Y-yes?”
“Look straight at the man who took your virginity.”
Her blank eyes weren't comfy to meet, but I wanted it burned in her mind. Slowly, she obeyed.
'Eh? What the hell?'
Shock hit me staring back. No milky white—instead, deep black irises like a starry night sky.
'No way... they change color after cumming?'
Ridiculous thought. If so, dark elves would all be numb to sex, not rocking those creepy peepers.
“Why... stare like that?”
“Your eyes...”
She tilted her head, baffled. Clueless to the change. I drew my sword halfway. Her face stiffened—fair, but not for killing. Holding the flat to her eyes like a mirror, her expression twisted oddly.
“My... eyes... the World Tree's blessing...”
Trembling at her reflection, she muttered. Moved to tears, almost. I cocked my head.
“World Tree?”
“...Our kind wasn't always like this. We believe distancing from the World Tree faded our eyes over time.”
Her words intrigued me—totally unexpected. But dark elves were elf-kin; if regular elves revered the World Tree, it made sense it'd mean something to them too.
'So elves go weird without it nearby?'
Glancing at my crotch, the change screamed connection between my dick and that tree somehow.
***
“Heal our kids too, nya.”
“Haa, what am I, a potion? Back off! I don't have time for you.”
Marian snapped sharply at Dalshinyang clinging to her. She'd just finished patching up the worst-injured elves and dark elves—now beastkin were lining up for heals too.
Of course, Marian didn't mind helping. The elves and dark elves had all thanked her profusely, and for a Raksha Street girl like her, that gratitude hit deep.
But it all shattered the moment she learned the Hero was off screwing around. She was killing herself healing everyone else, while that guy chased his own dick.
'This is too fucking much!'
So wronged, tears welled up in her eyes unbidden.