When Shushu fell into the duke's room via the mana stone, Raymond noticed immediately.
He was known to be a heavy sleeper, but that was far from the truth. He was sensitive enough to cut down an assassin even in sleep. Yet this intruder had no killing intent at all. They were crouched near the window sobbing, so he wondered what was going on. Protesting to be noticed? Lying still pretending to sleep, he wondered.
...Ah. Had those snakes who wanted him as a son-in-law sent another? Before, there were quite a few cases of bribing mansion guards to slip into his bedroom. After he properly dealt with the guards, it had been quiet—was it starting again?
Of course, not only nobles entered his bedroom. Among commoners too, there were those who bribed guards dreaming of rising in status. Such people apologized profusely when they realized he was awake. Since they were his brother's subjects, he gave them food and sent them back.
Then, when the woman climbed onto the bed, he'd cracked his eyes open and froze. He had a publicly stated ideal type, but Raymond's taste was the mild, innocent sort—and hers was exactly that face. The unknown woman's face matched his taste too well.
Slightly drooping eyes, a mole near the eye, and watery eyes. To have such an innocent face while wearing underwear that wasn't really underwear.
Since it looked like his ideal type pulled from his mind, he wondered if she was a succubus.
A succubus. Yes. A succubus. Raymond was convinced. Succubi visit dreams and drain vitality, they said. He'd been relieved through sparring, so he didn't need to m@sturbate, but if it was this kind of succubus, being drained might be fine.
Even if she wasn't a succubus, he had the ability to subdue her. Soon the woman, with trembling hands, undid his clothes and took his limp co¢k into her mouth. His body stirred involuntarily at the too-hot mouth.
But she really couldn't su¢k. Could anyone be this bad? Her licking was ticklish. If a tongue licked his body, wouldn't he burst out laughing rather than get aroused?
Weren't succubi said to have outstanding talent for s€xual acts? He'd heard stories from subordinates bewitched by succubi on the battlefield. Most said they'd been properly su¢ked dry.
Then she must be human, not a succubus. Why had she come to the duke's room, cried, and then sucked his co¢k?
As he debated stopping her, moonlight entered and illuminated the bedroom. That meant the woman lying beneath Raymond was fully visible. Both her upper and lower underwear were made of mesh, nipples fully exposed. Her lower half—how would it be? He wanted to lay her down and stare.
"......"
He wanted to praise his patience for not immediately pounding her in his arousal. Most women who'd come to his bedroom wore clothes so lewd that ordinary ones looked tame by comparison. How did she get clothes like that?
Biting his lip, he tried to compose himself, but it was useless. When she took half his co¢k into her mouth, he finally stood erect. He couldn't endure such hot, wet sensation.
Moreover, he heard slick sounds as if she were touching herself while su¢king. Whimpering, she rolled the co¢k in her mouth. Of course, she was truly bad. But even her incompetence aroused Raymond. Would she like it if he shoved his co¢k to the back of her throat?
Then the woman pulled the co¢k from her mouth, raised herself, and positioned. Before he'd even penetrated, her soaked hole rubbed against his co¢k—he nearly came.
He wished she'd sit down at once, but he felt her trembling and hesitating. He'd been so desperate, yet she wouldn't insert it—slightly irritating, so he reached out and gripped her waist. The moment he slammed her down onto his co¢k, a huge moan escaped her.
When she sucked his co¢k she kept whimpering, so he thought her moans would be similar—they weren't.
"You coveted a co¢k so much I thought you'd be worn out and pounded you right away, but it seems not."
"Hoo, aht, y-yes, eh."
"First time, and you squirt the moment I thrust?"
"Hnn, ah, ahh!"
Honestly, she was so clumsy he knew it was her first time, but he said it teasingly on purpose. Taking in her face in the moonlight, her truly innocent face was lewdly flushed. Saliva dripped at her lips, her nipples stood stiff, and her neck was red with arousal.
Underwear exposing only the nipples of such large breasts—just that drove him mad, but he wanted to see the whole breasts. Raymond reached out and tore the top away, and her large breasts spilled out, swaying.
Raymond had big hands, but he doubted he could cover one with a single hand. If he buried his face in her br€asts, would they smell of milk? Feeling the sensation of her inner walls clenching his co¢k tightly, he reached out. The moment he rubbed her nipples, a moan burst forth.
"Hng, ah, ahh! Hk, g-good, ah!"
"Not pain, but pleasure?"
The woman shook her head with a foolish face. A face of his taste, feeling it so well. He wanted to push harder. Swallowing saliva, he flashed his eyes and lifted his hips, slamming his co¢k in.
"Hiik! Ah, aaaah!"
If he hadn't been holding her waist, she clearly would have collapsed long ago. Thud, thud—with each thrust, various moans spilled out. At the same time, she kept squirting fluid, and their joined lower halves felt so wet.
Each time he pounded, her lower belly bulged visibly. At that sight, feeling a sense of depravity, Raymond blushed slightly yet slammed his co¢k hard against her inner walls.
"Hoo, ah, ah, oo, mmm!"
The woman, quickly reaching climax, threw her head back and trembled. The moment he released the hand holding her waist, she collapsed onto his chest. Her innocent face soaked in lewdness, drooling—it made his eyes spin.
"Hk!"
He immediately raised himself, turned her to lie down, and her underwear became even more visible. If she walked outside wearing this, she'd surely be caught by guards or violated by vagrants. She didn't look like a woman who'd attack wearing this—she looked like she couldn't kill a single bug.
Reaching out to knead her large breasts, her inner walls clenched tightly.
"Hnnn!"
Sensitive—just kneading made her moan. Seeing her clumsily move her hips as if wanting more pleasure, he burst out laughing. Truly her first time.
"What's your name? I'm Raymond."
"Mm, mm, Sh-Shushu."
He didn't know if it was her real name, but it suited her appearance too well.
Muttering it a few times, Raymond moved his hips and rubbed a good spot hard, and her body trembled. Shushu, tears dripping from too much pleasure, never said she disliked it.
The moment she was impaled on the co¢k, she felt the heat filling her body slightly relieved. Each time she was pierced and squirted, she felt the heat escaping. Of course new heat refilled, but each thrust from Raymond felt so good.
So s€x felt this good—why hadn't she done it sooner? When he slammed deep into her inner walls again, Shushu squirted abundantly.
"Hng, hoo, hiik..."
The junction soaked with fluid gave off a lewd scent. Yet the more Raymond looked, the more his eyes shone. He smiled slightly as if seeing something fascinating, then pounded harder as if to make her squirt more.
The hole wet with fluid made squelching, su¢king sounds echo through the room. Even sitting on the co¢k it was deep, but lying down and pounded, it reached places it shouldn't.
"Hnn!"
Raymond, kneading her breasts like dough, rubbed both nippl€s with his fingertips. It wasn't a crushing sensation but a moderate pressure—yet her body was already burning hot. Tremendous pleasure crashed over Shushu, and her mouth fell open on its own.
She was a woman worth bedding. No matter what Raymond did, she gave interesting reactions, making him want to keep sleeping with her. Their s€xual compatibility was so perfect he wanted to hold her in his arms and live like this.
Every time he rubbed her nippl€s and slammed his co¢k in, love fluid gushed out.
"Ah, aaaah! Hn, hiiiik!"
His head filled with the single thought of wanting to keep watching her feel pleasure. As he pounded his hips like a stallion, she wept loudly yet wrapped her legs around his waist. Was it because it was her first time that she knew how to make a man want her?
If someone had ordered her to do this, he could just ask after they finished.
"Hn, gk! Mmm!"
Did she not know that pulling him in made him go deeper? Her eyes grew hazy, lips trembling. He released her nipples and grabbed her cheek, meeting her refocused gaze. Her light brown eyes, stained with pleasure, looked only at Raymond.
Lustful moans mingled, and the bedroom's heat blazed hotter. The sensation made him want to keep holding her, so he buried his face in her chest.
"Mm, mmmm."
Her plump breasts were soft and fragrant. Though they seemed better suited to the scent of milk... smelling that, he ended up spilling his seed deep inside her inner walls. He drank contraceptive tea regularly anyway, so there was no chance of conception.
He'd drunk it on the butler's suggestion, but today he felt especially grateful. He should give him a special bonus.
"Hn, hmmm, u-urine?"
"You want me to urinate inside? Sorry, but that's not my kind of vulgar taste."
Having received s€x education since childhood, he had no intention of doing such things. But perhaps because the volume of s€men was so great and he'd ejaculat€d for so long, she'd mistaken it. They said nothing was s€xier than a face stained with shame. He knew some men urinated inside their lovers' walls, but he'd always found it revolting.
At that, Shushu grinned foolishly with completely melted eyes. Soon her inner walls clenched tightly around his co¢k again, drawing out a groan. The grip was so tight that if he let his guard down even slightly, he felt she might tear his co¢k off.
He reached out and pressed firmly on the belly bulging from his co¢k, and Shushu's body began trembling violently.
"Ah, aaaah, ah, hk, hiiik!"
"I'll pound you more, so relax."
With those words, Raymond began slamming his co¢k again. The inner walls mixed with love fluid and s€men made squelching sounds with each thrust. Her legs seemed to have lost strength—she released his waist and kept spilling moans.
"Haa, ah, aaaang! G-good!"
"Kuh, uk."
Every time he thrust, her hot inner walls squeezed his co¢k, feeling wonderful. Then she raised both arms toward him. He thought she wanted a hug, but with pleasure-wet eyes, she opened her mouth.
"H-hand, hold, m-my hand, please."
"Yes."
He couldn't not hold them. He'd been fondling her breasts, but when he grasped both hands, she smiled as if happy. Then she pulled his hands to her face and rubbed them against her cheeks. Did she know that action made men aroused?
Watching her for a moment, he pressed his co¢k deep, deep inside while holding her hands.
"Hiiiik! Ah, aaaaang!"
How long had they been sleeping together that he wanted to keep holding her? No—he wanted to keep her by his side and make it so she couldn't go anywhere. Whether someone had schemed to push her here or not, he wanted to keep her close, kissing her, living together.
What if he made her pregnant and milk came from her br€asts? Imagining their child su¢kling that milk aroused him again. His older brother the emperor already had many descendants while he showed little interest. People had often whispered that someone might be impotent.
But now he felt like someone exploring s€x for the first time, utterly dazed. He didn't know. Raymond even felt a little unfamiliar to himself. Was it because this was the first person he'd ever matched so well with? Or had he fallen in love?
"Call me Raymond."
"Hn, ehhh..."
Her eyes, dazed from climaxing too much, only blinked slowly. Then when he thrust hard against her c€rvix, the light barely returned to her eyes. In the process she climaxed again, love fluid dripping below.
Perhaps because "Raymond" was long, Shushu only mumbled.
"You can call me Ray."
"Re, Ray."
Hearing his name from her saliva-wet mouth aroused him terribly. He'd never been aroused by someone calling his name. Was she really a suc¢ubus? He pinched his cheek painfully—it was reality, yet she felt like a succubus.
He liked hearing her call his name in a moan-mixed voice, so he kept making her say it. Thrusting his co¢k, kneading her breasts, stroking her lower belly while making her say his name—he loved how she called it with that small mouth.
Raymond smiled and began pounding her inner walls again.
"Ah, ah! Ray, Raaay! Hk, mm, aaaang!"
Just as she'd spilled, he too had poured out sem€n, so foam formed with each thrust. The duke's room was vast, yet the smell of their fluids spread. Would the servants be shocked if they entered? He didn't know. They said monsters went mad under the full moon—perhaps he too was drunk on moonlight.
"Ah, ah!"
Shushu, climaxing again, grew hazy-eyed. She exhaled hot breath, and the hands he held went limp. Watching her, Raymond turned her onto her stomach.
Placing a pillow under her belly lifted only her hips. When he pulled his co€k out slightly, he saw s€men and love fluid mixing and flowing from her thoroughly stretched hole. But it wasn't white—it was slightly pink, confirming she really had been a virgin.
First-timers should be treated well. Fortunately she'd been wet enough for him to enter at once; otherwise, things wouldn't have started properly.
Her quivering hole spilling s€men was lewd. He'd never seen anything look so obscene.
"Hn, mmmm..."
Watching the s€men spill, Raymond finally came to his senses. His co¢k was already erect again, showing off its might. He grasped Shushu's waist and slowly stroked her buttocks, feeling her body tremble slightly.
When he pushed his co¢k into her hole, it slid in easily. As before, she showed no sign of pain—a relief. Grasping her waist firmly and thrusting hard, lustful moans filled the bedroom.
"Ah, uu, mmmm, hk, aaaaah!"
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