Chapter 161
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 161
Chapter Title: Atalanta
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She was certain she had taken the upper hand, yet before she knew it, Atalanta was gazing up at him, and he found himself standing with the moonlight at his back, looking down at her from the shadows.
"Haa..."
That cheeky sea spirit must have fallen into those eyes just like this.
Even if the shadows flickering in the moonlight veiled her face, those black eyes gleamed deeply as they gazed down at her.
Yes, gazing down.
She tried her best not to stand in a position to look down on him, but she loved those black eyes peering down at her from on high.
Was there any being in the world, more than any king or god, to whom looking down suited so perfectly?
Until now, she had been a lone rampaging beast, and now she led countless warriors as a general, one of the finest in all Greece.
Yet whenever she met those black eyes, she gladly became a meek lamb, submitting and following his words.
No matter how harsh the training, no matter how strange the trials.
As long as she followed without question, those black winds would surely lead her to the place she desired.
Or perhaps, being led by him, yearning to be led—that was her true desire.
She was an obedient slave, no, a beast tamed by his hand, and he was the only master and tamer who could make her submit.
The masochistic dynamic that formed so naturally ignited a fire in desires she hadn't even known existed within her, and the naturally kindled spark slowly heated her body with a dull excitement.
"Haak, haak..."
The heat teasing her lower abdomen grew steadily, and the pathological itch had soaked her groin until her thighs rubbed together in lewd harmony.
-Squish... squish...
'Cl-clearly after this... wh-what did they say to do...?'
When she'd been rolled up in the blanket and carried here, Ereanea and her crew had hurriedly taught her about her first night...
'I don't know, it feels good. Feels so good...'
Her heart pounded like a furnace stoking the flames, and her body felt melted by the heat, devoid of strength.
Even before the overwhelming avalanche ahead, her cool reason had long since melted into a sticky mess, focusing every nerve on the itch and heat in her lower belly.
And the fact that her beloved lover watched her with greedy eyes she'd never seen before only fanned the flames higher.
Only her barely moving thighs rubbed together in rhythm with her desire.
Each twitch of that decadent valley seemed to slightly ease the strange heat and itch.
It felt like the time to leisurely down a drink, or perhaps just the blink of an eye.
-Squish... squish...!
"Haak... haeut!?"
Her lust-filled body, teetering on the boiling point, finally reached its limit.
"Huuu-eut!?"
Atalanta's head snapped back to its limit.
Her elastic body glistened with sweat, dancing passionately, sending droplets flying everywhere with a thick, musky scent.
A scent more animalistic and primal than any perfume.
The beautiful sea goddess's body fragrance was sweet and alluring, but this woman's flesh was far more tangible.
Fishy, salty, and all the more captivating to men for it—a pheromonal essence of the body.
Stimulated by that scent, so different from a goddess's divine form, Dianes—who had been dazedly admiring Atalanta's dance—finally stirred.
"Atalanta. Spread them."
"Hut... Di, Dianes?"
"I said spread your legs."
Atalanta twitched from the afterglow of her sudden climax, but she had no choice but to obediently follow her master's growling command.
Her reason had melted long ago, and her thrilled body, having tasted a small peak, was desperate to quench this thirst as soon as possible.
Like a siren's song seeping into her hazy mind, Atalanta meekly parted her legs.
"Uh, uht...!"
"Heh..."
The inch of soaked underwear had long lost its function.
When the man casually shifted to catch the moonlight, her drenched slit sparkled through the thin fabric under the bright glow.
Wet red pubic hair and a small, oozing crevice.
A pearl-sized clit already swollen red, begging to be touched.
If his other lover, the long-fated white wave Nesneria, had been a fantastical daydream unique to this mythic age.
Then this woman trembling before him, begging to be devoured, embodied every element that had enticed men since time immemorial.
From her soaked hair to her eyes boiling with lust.
The melted smile she flashed while panting hotly, as if pleading for praise.
And now, as her lewdly prepared valley was revealed in the moonlight, Dianes gave up on mere admiration.
"Beautiful."
"Hehe... r-really?"
This stunning woman admired by countless suitors.
The fateful heroine who could sway a kingdom's destiny.
Seeing her crave his affection, climaxing beneath him—it was enough to push aside even the male duty to satisfy immediate lust.
But the throbbing, painfully swollen member could wait no longer.
With a light gesture from Dianes, the cloth wrapped around his flesh slipped away, revealing it in the bright moonlight.
"Wah..."
For a moment, even her boiling lust forgotten, Atalanta couldn't hold back her awe.
The perfect body of an ideal warrior.
Every muscle fiber, joint, bulging vein, even his breath—optimized entirely for charging, swinging, and smashing.
Unlike his decadently beautiful face, prettier than any woman's, the scars crisscrossing his body made her wonder what he'd been doing this past month.
"S-so cool."
Atalanta murmured dazedly, devouring her lover's body with her eyes.
Dianes chuckled softly and leaned over her like a predator, whispering in her ear.
"It's only going to get cooler from here."
-Smack!
Their lips met again with a small wet sound.
Atalanta, desperate to connect and cool her burning desire, greedily devoured the sweet flesh and saliva.
Her throat already parched from the heat rising from her lungs, those lips and Dianes's rich taste were sweeter and more addictive than the Dionysian wine she'd drunk tonight.
"Heup... hyueup..."
Arms wrapping around his neck, she sucked almost desperately at his burning thirst.
But like a snake, he slipped into the gap she'd opened.
-Pop.
A light metallic clink, and the thin wrapper around the feast fell away.
-Ssshh.
"Hup!? Hng! Hwyt!?"
As the golden chain slowly pulled free, the soaked cloth clinging to her slit was tugged along, and each brush against the wet fabric made her wild, feral body twitch.
'Heh...'
Adorable.
Delectable.
Instinctual. Greedy.
Nothing could be ruder than thinking of another woman while embracing one, but Dianes couldn't suppress an inward chuckle at the stark contrast between the two.
Nesneria had been all sudden mythos.
Luring unsuspecting travelers into traps, seducing sailors on calm voyages into her arms.
Flitting between child and woman, binding him in her goddess-like abyssal allure.
But Atalanta was all instinct, all animal.
Trembling with love for her beloved, desperate to sate her aroused body as quickly as possible.
"Heup... hyaeup...!"
Quickly, please, quickly.
Even as she writhed in his arms, lips sealed in silent sobs, her eyes pleaded with her lover.
Those demanding eyes, ignorant of what they sought, drew out his last thread of patience.
-Chuuuup!
"Hya-eup!?"
Atalanta's fully soaked pussy was tight but welcomed his cock with slick wet sounds.
"Eup! Uueup! Kyahup!?"
But as the monstrous thing reminiscent of a centaur's rammed into her vitals, her lust-drunk body convulsed in pain.
Her eyes widened hugely, red pupils shaking in agony, her tawny body thrashing like a trapped beast.
Nails raking his back, famed legs kicking the air, full breasts heaving as the warrior woman writhed.
'It's okay, it's okay.'
-Chuuuup...
His black eyes soothed her shaking red ones, drawing in her ragged breaths and swallowing her pain.
'Huuu...'
How long did it last?
With each shared breath, her body relaxed from the deflowering pain, her upturned eyes slowly settling as she let out a deflating whine.
Once the excruciating pain faded, what came to Atalanta was a fullness surpassing any pleasure she'd known.
Gaze, breath, even her most secret depths.
All connected.
Everything about her, once sharp against the world, now linked to her adored lover in perfect fullness.
"Ung... huuu..."
A dull warmth passed between their lips, once filled with sharp cries, and her cooling body warmed again.
The pathological itch tormenting her lower belly had vanished unnoticed.
Her womb, unknown or ignored even by her, clenched around his cock like a pankration joint lock.
"Eup...!"
This time, Dianes nearly choked.
"Hng..."
For the first time, a ripple crossed his calm black eyes as she writhed in pain.
A touch of surprise, unbearable pleasure.
And the dark desire craving that pleasure.
Quick learner that she was, Atalanta met his gaze with the same eyes and smiled faintly.
Dianes smiled back.
The night was just beginning.
-Pang! Pang! Pang!
Wet skin slapped fiercely.
"Haaang! Haaang! A, ahut!"
Each thrust and withdrawal of the man's monstrous cock drew lewd moans and loose smiles from the woman.
"How's it feel? Good? Cool, right?"
"C-cool, kyahng!"
Her arms raised in surrender emphasized her full breasts.
The applause-like sounds amid her cries urged him faster.
-Pak! Pak! Pak!
Atalanta, body limp, was lost in the pleasure Dianes lavished on her.
Her melted reason trailed as a single tear, her open mouth—heedless even of her moans—showed a strawberry-red tongue sweetly slick.
As if tempting him to spill inside.
'Driving me crazy...'
He'd started gently for her first time, but now Dianes forgot all care, devouring her.
His hands left her grippable waist, trailing up her silken tawny belly.
Slim waist, vibrant muscles under fur-like softness, ribs tickling his palms.
"Hiyaak!"
-Splash!
Enraptured by the touch, she threw her head back, arching like a bow as sticky fluids soaked his lower belly.
But his exploration didn't stop.
His hands naturally reached those full fruits that had danced temptingly before.
Her soaked breasts slipped like warm water balloons, firm yet yielding, drawing his grip tighter.
"Hiyaak!?"
"Urk!?"
Brown tits squished in his strong grasp.
Zinging pleasure hit her brain; she bucked, her excited walls clamping his withdrawing monster.
Warm, bumpy texture scraped fiercely, the soft yet relentless pressure forcing even his iron will to gasp.
The ecstasy threatened to make him cum like a virgin if he slipped.
"Haha... counterattacking like that?"
"Di, Dianes...?"
She seemed ready to shatter at a touch, yet each time she struck back ferociously.
How many chills had raced up his spine?
Sensing danger in his lustfully grinning face, Atalanta stiffened.
But Dianes's ignited desire was just beginning.
-Chuuuup... plop!
"Hieeek?! D-don't pull out... hyaak!?"
Pulling out his soaked cock trailed sticky fluids.
She quivered in light climax, begging, but the tyrant's rampage continued.
"On your stomach."
"Huh?"
"I said on your stomach."
Her eyes widened at the sudden demand; the gentle lover who always embraced her outside training was gone.
Only the beast eager to savor its prey remained.
She wasn't his lover now—just a captive craving his mercy, submitting.
Shaking, she steadied herself and obeyed, lying prone.
"L-like this...?"
Her view inverted: soaked sheets and blank wall.
As their bodies separated for the first time since entwining, unease rose; she tried turning her head...
-Chwap!
"Hya-uut!?"
Her waist lifted roughly, merciless cock plunging deep; she face-planted into the bed.
"Time for your punishment, right?"
Punishment? What punishment?
As question and strange anticipation rose at his amused, excited declaration...
The punishment began.
-Paang!
"Hik!?"
Dianes began slow thrusts again.
But pleasure on another level ravaged her body.
"F-feels too gooood... hek! Haeng! Hyaak!?"
-Pang! Pang! Pang! Pang!
Rhythmic, steeply accelerating friction and speed.
Deeper than before, his rod ravaged like a heated iron club.
Lightning pleasure exploded in her mind; flashes burst before her eyes, arms collapsing.
-Tsuuup!
"Hiik!? Hng!?"
Like a bitch in heat, only her hips raised, held by his hands and cock.
Her upper body limp, her sensitive, developed breasts—sweat-slick and rubbed by clinging sheets—pierced her with sharp ecstasy.
Deeper monstrous thrusts.
Endless friction pounding pleasure into her brain via her chest.
The masochistic thrill of being conquered and used like an object.
With nothing in view, her focus locked on the blaze in her core—a tidal wave of ecstasy swallowed her.
"Hiyaaang! Krhiut!? Heuung!♥"
Her moans louder, hips responding greedily for more.
Her tightening pussy dragged him toward climax too.
"Kuh... I-I'm almost..."
"Cum! Cum, cum quick!"
What was coming? What did she crave?
Her mind, craving only his cock and its pleasure, held no questions.
Just love wishing him the same bliss, and the ultimate ecstasy awaiting her at its end—she wailed for it.
Tears and drool smeared, melted smile of lust and love urging him; Dianes hit his limit.
"Kuh... yeah...!"
From her perfect peach-like brown ass and cinched waist, his hands finally released.
Grabbing her limp wrists instead.
"Eh? Hek! Kyahang♥!"
Pulled back, her body lifted airborne, impaled fully on his cock.
"Dee-deeper... hng!"
Like an arrow-pierced bird, breath caught at the deepest invasion.
Normally he'd relent, but now he had no spare will.
-Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Hng! Hyaak! Hiek!"
"Kuuu..."
Gripping her arms, Dianes ravaged her body mercilessly for his lust.
-Clap! Clap! Clap!
Supportless, her breasts jiggled in rhythm, cheering with the world's lewdest applause.
"Heeeek...! I-I'm dying..."
"Kuh... M-me too, cumming...!"
It's coming.
Finally coming.
The greatest pleasure, purest joy since nightfall.
Sensing it instinctively, she nodded raggedly.
Insertion's bliss climbing endless stairs.
Soaked in warm sea, sweetly violated in carnal joy—she burned to her limit.
-Clap clap clap clap!
"Hiik, qui-ckly...!"
As if granting her wish, the scorching rod swelled to bursting...
"Kuuu!"
-Splurt! Spuuuurt!!
Spewing hot fluid mercilessly inside.
Deeper than his ravaging reached.
Into the sanctuary of love and future life, scorching everything.
"Hik...!"
Bliss battering her depths hammered her whole body.
Dizzy freefall, white flashes like their earlier light exploding endlessly.
How long did that vertigo last?
Snapped back, his withdrawal sent electric aftershocks through her.
"Hya-uuing♥!?"
"Kuh... huuu..."
His reassuring weight settled on her twitching back.
Turning into his gentle embrace—so precious even in her shudders—she buried her face in his firm chest.
"Hiyuuu..."
Her pussy still twitched in lingering bliss, goosebumps rising on her cooling, sweat-slick skin.
But Atalanta didn't care.
This pleasant languor, wrapped in his scent and warmed by his heat—it was enough.
Soon, both savored each other's warmth, breathing easily into deep sleep.
So deep, not even dreams came.
Deep enough to miss the gaze watching from moonlit shadows.