Chapter 135
Isabela had rejuvenated. "If you keep that semen bottled up inside, you might end up pregnant, you know?"
"Haa... haa... I-it doesn't matter."
Isabela said that to me with utterly deranged eyes. I couldn't help sensing something off in her calm response to my half-joking pregnancy jab. Sure, she was a pervert who got off on dirty talk, but the change was far too abrupt. And it made no sense for the elf queen to feel zero aversion toward bearing a human man's child.
"What is it?"
"...W-what do you mean?"
When I fixed her with a cold stare and asked, I saw Isabela flinch as she met my gaze. Her lovely eyes began shaking wildly, just like a kid caught in a lie.
"Feels like there's something you haven't told me. What is it?"
"Th-there's nothing..."
I grabbed the sword leaning against one side of the tent while eyeing Isabela as she spun her lies. In my head, the blade that had watched our nonstop fucking was throwing a tantrum, begging to be shoved inside too—but I had no time to indulge a sword's whims right now.
The moment I gripped the hilt, Isabela sensed I wasn't joking and let out a light sigh.
"It's really nothing major. My body just underwent a few changes after taking in your... that thing."
"Changes?"
I shot her an intrigued look, silently urging her to go on.
"You might know this already, but summoning spirits into reality requires life force. And once it's spent, you can't replenish it. Or at least, that's what I believed."
"And?"
"...While we were joined, I felt my life force surging back."
I stroked my chin as I watched her confess so readily. I could roughly guess the reason. It was probably the World Tree's energy lingering in my body—and considering the changes in the dark elves, it made "balance" for an elf like Isabela to gain something too.
"So that's why you didn't push my semen out?"
"Y-yes... just in case I could get even more life force."
Isabela blushed with shame as she answered. To outsiders, it might sound bizarre for an elf queen to accept a human man's seed over mere life force—but I knew full well how obsessed she was with it. She'd endured her life hanging by a thread, refusing to summon spirits just because it would add more wrinkles.
"So, to sum it up... my dick rejuvenated you?"
"R-rejuvenation?"
"That's right. Rejuvenated by a young hero's dick."
Isabela scowled at my neat summary, that refined face twisting up. The word itself must have felt repulsive, but she couldn't really deny it.
I let out a smirk at her frowning expression. In any case, whether she gained life force or not, I felt no drain on my own body. Even if there was some effect, the hero's blessed physique would snap right back to normal.
Which meant there was a far better option for her than just keeping my load sloshing in her belly.
"Isabela. How about this instead?"
"...H-hurry up."
Isabela, sprawled on all fours before me, urged me on like that. I wasn't dragging my feet on purpose; I'd just been momentarily dazed, savoring the sight of her naked backside.
Damn, her whole race is straight-up broken.
I inwardly let out a sigh of admiration at Isabela's dizzyingly perfect form. Her impossibly plump ass was flawless, without a single blemish, and the dramatic dip of her waistline below it seized my gaze. Dalshinyang struck a similar cat pose when stretching, but on Isabela, the sheer destructive power felt entirely different.
And between those pale cheeks peeked her lewd pussy and rear hole, naturally swelling my lower body. Hell, even her asshole was pretty—that had to be against the rules.
I slammed my cock deep into Isabela's pussy.
"Hngt! Th-this is a whole different story!"
She cried out at the sudden invasion, but despite her words, the elf queen's pussy—now fully awakened to the taste of man—began clenching down greedily on my shaft.
"If I just rammed straight into your ass like this, it'd hurt way more than your pussy. You good with that?"
"N-no... not that, but..."
I chuckled at Isabela, who protested even as her walls squeezed me tight. My proposal from the start wasn't your run-of-the-mill fuck. Anal sex. No pregnancy worries, and the chance to score more life force? She'd jumped at it eagerly.
For me, it was just an excuse to ravage the elf queen's unexpectedly delicious body one more time—and simple curiosity about whether women with real power really had weak backdoors.
But everything needs prep, and right now, I was balls-deep in the elf queen's pussy, leaving her with a hint of regret.
And sure enough...
Any trace of her initial awkwardness was long gone. Her well-worn pussy went berserk, sucking at my cock like mad.
"Haat... haaa..."
Isabela, who'd started off yelling that this wasn't what she signed up for, soon lost sight of her goal entirely and began shaking her ass on her own.
With every slap of our bodies, her cheeks rippled in gorgeous waves, accompanied by those filthy friction sounds.
"Isabela. You're not forgetting the point, are you?"
"Hngt... haaa... You said... we needed... prep... hauk! More... haaa."
A wicked thrill coursed through me as I watched her make excuses while writhing her hips like a bitch in heat. The fact that I had reduced the once-elegant, lofty elf queen to this level filled me with an immense sense of conquest.
But unlike Isabela, I never lost sight of the goal. My hand naturally caressed her jiggling ass, and my fingers began circling near her anus.
"Hng... hngg... haak... n-not there... hng."
She flinched hard when my finger first brushed her rear, but Isabela adapted frighteningly fast. The awkward sensation and shame got drowned out by the pleasure from her pussy, and soon she started focusing on the feeling at her backdoor.
With plenty of her pussy juices to lube it up, I carefully began sliding my finger inside. The pressure and resistance were incomparable to her pussy, desperately trying to push me out—but it was just the power of a puny sphincter muscle.
I relentlessly shoved my finger into her resisting hole until I'd buried part of myself inside the elf queen's rear.
"Haaang!"
The moment my finger entered her anus, Isabela unleashed a moan unlike any before. Her voice, thick with nasally whines, sounded incredibly erotic, and her pussy clamped down on my cock even harder.
I savored the electric pleasure surging through my shaft while staying attuned to the sensations from my finger in her ass.
So that's what it feels like, huh?
It was definitely different from her pussy. The heat inside her rectum was even fiercer than her vaginal walls, with no wrinkles like in her cunt—but the entrance pressure was beyond imagination. And from her puckered rim, a different fluid from her pussy nectar began to leak out.
That slippery mucus eased the friction between her anal folds and my finger, letting me slowly push deeper. Halfway in, I teasingly wiggled the tip, drawing another explosive moan from her.
"Haaaang! Hngt... haaang...!"
Her pussy had a special flavor as she wailed like some beast in rut rather than a queen. Honestly, I was boiling with the urge to just pound her roughly and creampie her womb on the spot—but I was a man of strong endurance.
If there was a goal, I'd charge toward it without stopping. That might be why my first timeline dragged on so frustratingly.