Prologue: Claimed by the Bloody Empress
"Haaah... Hngh, haaang... ♥"
A dark room.
Sharp, ragged breaths slicing through the thick silence that had settled over everything.
The silhouette fully straddling my pelvis swayed in a dizzying rhythm, moonlight glowing behind her.
I stared up from below.
With every harsh breath, the pale breasts above me trembled as if they might spill over at any second.
Clear beads of sweat formed on that voluptuous flesh, sliding slowly—so agonizingly slowly—down the dizzying valley between them before finally falling.
Plop—.
It landed on my burning bare chest.
"Huaaht... ♥ Ah, aahng... Hngh!"
The lazy breaths suddenly cracked into something sweeter, more intoxicating.
A seductive laugh licked thickly across my earlobe.
Fufufu......
Then her powerful thighs clamped down hard on both my sides as she leaned her upper body forward, pressing down with deliberate weight.
That enormous, soft mass crushed my chest—gentle yet violent all at once.
Her sweat-slick lower belly slid seamlessly downward, tracing the exact path the droplet had taken moments before.
Bare skin met bare skin in sticky, inseparable contact. Our body heat and fluids mixed in a messy, wet tangle.
What had been a slow, heavy grind—like sinking into a swamp—suddenly turned feral. She began to thrust like a wild animal.
Squelch, squelch—!! Slap! Squiish!
Every time she lifted her hips and slammed back down without mercy, the heavy impact reverberated up my spine and hammered my pelvis.
The old bed springs shrieked as if they might shatter, but the only sound that truly filled my ears was one thing.
The raw, obscene noise of flesh violently slapping against flesh in the deepest, wettest place, greedily sucking my shaft inside.
"Sssuuup... Haaah... ♥"
Those red lips inhaled greedily, like someone taking a hit of a drug.
The thick, lewd scent of female pheromones stung my nose and bleached my mind white.
The crushing pressure that stole my breath every time she bore down. The scorching heat that scraped every inch of my length when she rose up.
"Heuk...! Haht, huk...! W-wait... just a second...!"
My mouth tried to protest, but my body had already surrendered. Even pinned beneath her, my hips bucked upward on their own, chasing the pleasure.
In my spinning vision, I caught flashes of sweat-soaked scarlet hair and those arrogant blue eyes.
The woman riding me like a beast, devouring me with every snap of her hips, was a character I knew all too well.
The absolute ruler who had dyed an entire continent in blood.
The Bloody Empress Erzebet. Erna.
......This can't be real. Why the hell is that bloodless, tearless empress shaking her hips on top of me?!
Bewilderment and brain-melting pleasure swirled together. My sanity was about to shatter.
Grab—!
"Ugh...!"
A hot, sweat-drenched hand suddenly seized my hair and yanked my head back.
Her chest pressed down on me again with crushing weight. Those icy blue eyes, dripping with raw greed, filled my entire field of view.
Lust-soaked, yet terrifyingly intense—the possessiveness of an absolute being.
Her lips hovered just above mine, twisting into a seductive smile as she whispered.
The moment the declaration left her lips, Erna dropped every ounce of her remaining weight onto me.
The hottest, deepest part of her tightened with insane pressure that went beyond any limit.
"Uuuuh......!! It's squeezing—it's squeezing meee......!"
The sensation of being wrung out until even my spinal fluid was gone.
The shock that pierced straight into my brain.
My hips jerked wildly as I gasped for air.
That mind-numbing constriction milked me with everything it had, sucking out the very last drop.
Squelch. Twitch. Clench—!
The ferocious grip that bound every inch of me made my vision flicker and fade to black.
An overwhelming wave of pleasure surged up, hot enough to melt what little reason I had left.
And somewhere inside that white-hot flood, the fuse in my head simply went.
Snap—.
It broke.
