Chapter 191: Gift (7)

“Heuk…! Heuk…! Kkeuk…!”

My legs trembled uncontrollably. The gurgling sounds, like a rooster with its neck broken letting out its death cry, spread across the bed. Kelly’s asshole gaped slightly, spewing out semen like a deep-sea volcanic vent. I sat on the mattress, leisurely drinking water, while the holy oil dried on the floor. Elena, who had entered to clean the room, screamed in horror upon seeing the stained carpet.

“Evan! I told you it’s hard to clean if you spill oil! Be careful……”

“Ah, about that, I heard Sophia has magic to remove oil. I’ll grab it later and take it to Sophia.”

“What? There’s magic like that?”

Elena didn’t seem interested in Kelly’s life or death, collapsed on the bed. She moved Kelly’s legs, which had fallen under the mattress, and then rubbed the oil stain on the carpet with her finger. The small threads, densely packed like a reed field, formed a geometric pattern, and only the oil-soaked parts stood out with a peculiar hue, disrupting the pattern’s unity.

“So this can be cleaned properly… Washing it would be incredibly difficult, though.”

Elena twisted her blonde hair like a spring, lost in thought, then smiled at me and said.

“Evan. Should I learn magic too? A magical maid who does housework. What do you think?”

At Elena’s question, I closed my eyes for a moment and imagined. Elena, showing off her cute face and voluptuous body, doing housework with magic. Honestly, she wasn’t my type. Because the charm of a maid lay in the subtle exposure, like bare legs or armpits, revealed while doing housework.

However, since it seemed easier for Elena to learn magic, I nodded and said.

“That sounds good. It’ll be less strenuous when you work. And it’ll be nice to spend time with Isabel and me.”

As soon as she heard about spending time with me, Elena subtly avoided my gaze and scratched her cheek. Her face flushing red as she chuckled ‘hehe’ was a sign she was having lewd thoughts.

“No, well… It’s not like I’m learning it specifically for that. Right? It’s good to do multiple tasks at once. I won’t have to suffer either. Right? So, you know. You get it?”

“I know. I know.”

I smiled contentedly, and Elena, flustered by my knowing expression, quickly ended the conversation.

“Ah, well then. That… Just clean up the carpet and bring it later. Tell me when this woman comes to her senses. Are you going to take a bath?”

“Yeah. Run me some water. I’ll wake her up and leave.”

“Got it.”

Elena hummed a tune and disappeared again. I slapped Kelly’s ass and said.

“Wake up. Sleeping time is over.”

“Aagh…! Heuk…! Hik…!”

When I slapped her ass one more time, the semen stuck to her thighs trickled down like morning dew. She arched her back slightly, convulsed, then moaned and went limp again. Her anus, slick with fluid, pulsed open, and I felt my cock harden again.

“I said, wake up.”

I climbed onto Kelly’s back once more and thrust my cock in. Her ass, which swallowed my cock so smoothly, writhed and began to caress me from all sides.

“Euk…! Euk…!”

Kelly squirmed her arms, making noises in time with my movements. To help her wake up, I thrust forward with rhythmic thrusts, like inflating a balloon.

“Aagh! Eut…! Aah…! Ah…! Aaaah……!”

I could feel Kelly’s voice, previously just moans with unfocused eyes, gradually gaining strength. Just like how someone who loves food snaps to attention when food is placed before them, a woman who loves sex wakes up when having sex. Strength returned to her body, which had been rubbing against the mattress like a floor mop, and her limp arms and legs grabbed the fabric.

“Haa…! Y-You incubus…! R-Rape right after waking up…! You beastly bastard…!”

“Feels good, doesn’t it?”

Saying that, I thrust my cock deeper. As I pierced through the hypersensitive flesh of her ass, scraping it raw, Kelly rolled her eyes back again and made a strange sound.

“Haaang?!”

I buried my head in the pillow, patted her trembling shoulders, then pulled out my cock and moved aside. Her face flushed bright red as she glared at me, and I looked down at her and said.

“What’s wrong?”

“Ah…! Aht……”

It seemed the last thrust had brought considerable pleasure, as she glared at me, panting. Her legs were trembling, and her lower body bore fresh wet marks.

“Y-You bastard…!”

Kelly seemed very angry. My cock was also very angry, but while I had many targets for my anger, she had no one to release her desires on.

“You should go wash up. The sex is over.”

“J-Just because you say that, leaving me halfway through…! Haa……!”

“I thought you didn’t like it, calling me a rapist.”

Kelly glared at me, grinding her teeth. But in this town, I was the only man who could satisfy her. There was no man with more stamina than me, nor one with better technique. She, as Milia-nim’s right-hand woman, couldn’t just give her body to anyone.

“Y-You bastard…! R-Really, all the way to the end…!”

Kelly struggled, looking at me, but she couldn’t do anything to me. Kelly mumbled, putting on a brave front.

“F-Fine! Even without you! I can solve this myself! You’re overly confident! I am Milia-nim’s right-hand! To think you conquered me with just one sex session, it’s the height of arrogance!”

“Right. Well, I’m going to wash up then?”

There was no need to give her an opening and let her get cocky. I nodded and started walking towards the door to leave the room.

“Ah, w-wait…!”

Kelly had already cautiously rubbed her pussy, calling me to a halt. Her masturbation was as unconscious an act as a human breathing; her hand moved automatically without conscious thought, trying to soothe her heat. How lewd it was, seeing the smooth cleft part slightly as her hand met it, dripping sticky love juice, making wet sounds against her skin. I turned my head back in response to her call.

“Why?”

Kelly, as if ashamed that she had called me back, contorted her face, clicked her tongue, and turned away again. Her rubbing her ass and twitching her legs suggested she wanted stronger stimulation, but she was resisting the temptation that had come upon her body.

“Ah, it’s nothing! Y-Your expectant f-face is pathetic!”

“You really don’t need it?”

I asked her once more.

“If you want, I can go into the bathroom right now and fuck you like a dog. Seriously, I’ll fuck you until you pass out again.”

“Ugh, uht……!”

Kelly was conflicted. Between her position as the Succubus Queen’s right-hand woman and vulgar bathtub sex. In a way, it was just a trial that one must face at least once, having been born a succubus. A very easy test where the only thing lost by following me was pride.

I had no intention of making her my subordinate.

I just wanted to see her acknowledge my skills and willingly suck my cock, shaking her ass like a bitch.

“Uht…! Ugh……!”

Kelly looked at me with wavering eyes. I smiled and pointed to my cock. Having been oiled all day yesterday, my cock was slick and sensitive. It was flushed red, but still fully functional; I was a true man who felt even the pain of sensitive skin scraping against mucous membranes as pleasure.

“Th-That…!”

It was already my victory the moment she hesitated, but she clutched onto her last shred of pride, burying her head.

“S-So… Ugh…!”

How long did she wait? Finally, she squeezed her eyes shut and shouted.

“I-I don’t need it! Get out right now! Do you think I’d bat an eye without your cock! I am the great Milia-nim’s right-hand! I can resolve this paltry pleasure heating my body myself!”

“Impressive.”

Shouting majestically in a tone fit for a battlefield, she shoved her fingers into her pussy and began to masturbate.

“Haa…! Aht…! Heut…!”

I left her be and went downstairs to take a bath. Elena, who was just coming out of the bathroom, widened her eyes and asked when she saw me alone.

“What? Where is she?”

“She’s masturbating.”

“After getting fucked like that yesterday? Wow, succubi are really something else.”

Elena’s voice sounded genuinely impressed. I nodded and leisurely went in to wash. As I soaked in the warm tub, leisurely singing and passing the time, I heard thumping sounds coming from the second floor.

I looked out the window while soaping my arms and legs, stretching my legs out of the tub like someone from a sensual novel, and submerged myself up to my neck. And leisurely killed time.

I had plenty of time right now. I could have sung in the tub all day, or leisurely eaten meals or gone for a walk.

“Wh-What?”

“M-Move aside!”

“Is th-this it! Is the bathroom here?”

“Y-Yeah. But…?”

Isabel’s bewildered voice cut off, and the door burst open.

Kelly’s cute voice. And the bold sound of footsteps bursting open the dressing room door. The bathtub door burst open, revealing a tear-streaked face, her legs trembling and covered in love juice. No matter how many times she masturbated, she couldn’t reach climax. Once she had tasted intense stimulation, her body had become incapable of feeling satisfaction from mere fingers.

Kelly said, choked with tears.

“Q-Quickly…!”

Inside the bubble-filled bathtub, my glans poked its head through the foam.

Peek.