My lady devotes herself
"Ugh... Aah..."
It's difficult to estimate how much time has passed since then. As I came to my senses, the morning sun had already risen, and the room was growing brighter. Despite the passage of time, the room still resonated with sensual moans.
"What do you think? Does it feel good inside me?"
"Ugh... Uuh..."
Straddling me while I lay there, drained of energy, Isabella moved her hips and flashed a seductive smile.
To be honest, I had underestimated her capabilities. Being a commoner, I initially believed I stood no chance against a noble like Isabella in a straightforward physical match. But beyond that, Isabella's intelligence was astounding. She quickly learned how to please a man through our encounters, and she excelled at it.
Initially, I had the upper hand, but the situation reversed. Now, she had the upper hand, and I was at her mercy.
And above all...
"I underestimated you, Isabella, and your lewdness."
"Who's being lewd?"
"Oof!"
It appears I accidentally voiced my thoughts. Isabella's complexion, which had previously exuded an alluring allure, suddenly turned as red as a tomato. She grabbed a nearby pillow and gave me a gentle whack on the face. Don't underestimate a pillow; her magical smack stung a bit.
"Well, you say that, but you've climaxed over ten times, and you're still not satisfied. That's nothing but lewdness, right?"
"Ugh..."
I moved the pillow away from my face and took a quick look at the empty bottles of stamina recovery potions strewn across the floor near the bed. Without those potions, I would've been entirely drained, completely at Isabella's mercy by now. While it's true that Isabella, who had become more sexually assertive, was amazing, reaching the point of sexual exhaustion is a fantasy most men share, but I'd prefer not to meet the Reaper just yet.
Facing my observation, Isabella had no retort and awkwardly averted her gaze.
"Ugh... Crow, um... do you dislike, well... naughty girls?" Isabella asked hesitantly, her expression filled with fear as she tried to gauge my reaction. She wasn't the dignified and aristocratic young lady from the Duke's family at this moment but rather a regular girl who feared being disliked by someone she cared about.
What a cute creature she was.
"I love you very much!"
"Really? Well, that's a relief..." Isabella responded, her relief evident as she gave a sweet, innocent smile.
That pure smile of hers easily pierced through my heart.
"Oh, no..."
"Huh?"
With almost no sensation left in my lower abdomen, I suddenly felt the rush of semen welling up. In a split second, I grabbed Isabella's hips and thrust deep inside her.
As I pressed the tip firmly against her cervix, I ejaculated once more, an unknown number of times. Isabella, initially surprised by the sudden climax, quickly broke into a joyous smile and accepted the spurts of semen pouring into her womb as she trembled gently atop me.
"Ah, ah..."
As the extended climax came to an end, some of the excess semen overflowed from her vaginal opening.
Completely spent after the intense orgasm, I succumbed to the usual post-ejaculation drowsiness and observed this lascivious spectacle with a sense of contentment.
"Ah... really... with this much... being pumped inside... I might... have a baby..."
Isabella caressed her lower abdomen, presumably filled with semen, and her eyes, filled with pleasure, narrowed as she smiled at me.
"Ugh..."
I knew we were trying to conceive, but I didn't expect to hear those words from Isabella herself. I moaned involuntarily.
Men were simple creatures, and my overly sensitive meat was once again regaining its hardness in response to the overwhelming impact of her words.
"What... do you want, ahh...! To get up again... do you reallly... want me pregnant like this?" Isabella asked with her eyes half-lidded, a seductive smile playing on her lips.
"Oh... yes... of course... I want you to... have my children, Isabella," I replied without hesitation.
To have a woman you love bear your child was the ultimate goal for a man. What was there to even contemplate in a moment like this?
"Hehe... That's right. I'll... ah... gladly bear Crow's baby."
Seemingly satisfied with my response, Isabella beamed like a young girl, intertwining her fingers with mine, moving her hips in sync with mine, just like lovers would.
"Ungh... this..."
Isabella's delicate inner walls still clung tightly to my entire length, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my spine with every movement. It was heartwarming to see how inexperienced Isabella had transformed into this passionate lover with my guidance.
However, I didn't want to be just on the receiving end even if she had improved her skills. My pride, a childish desire not to appear uncool in front of a loved one, compelled me to take the initiative.
"Ah... ah... right there...! Uhn... ah..."
I adjusted my angle to match her movements, purposefully tapping her cervix with my glans, causing Isabella to lose composure. We both were approaching our limits. Even though we'd been pleasuring each other multiple times, we were on the brink.
Tears streaked down Isabella's face as she cried out in pleasure, only fueling my excitement. I relentlessly pushed her to the brink, determined to drive her to ecstasy.
"Yah... ah... Crow... Crow... Crow!"
"Kwah... Isabella... Isabella!"
Isabella called out my name, her hands clamped onto mine with an unbreakable grip, as if she never wanted to let go. I reciprocated, returning her determined grasp, our bodies moving together in perfect harmony.
The overwhelming pleasure surged beyond the capacity of my senses, burning at the depths of my mind. But for now, all I focused on was the woman I loved, right in front of me, as we aimed for that moment to conceive our child.
"I give you everything, Crow! That's why... That's why!"
"Guh... Isabella!!"
"Aaaahhhh!!"
Before Isabella could finish her last sentence, I reached my climax.
I continued to pour my semen into her until her womb was full. The excess fluid gushed out from our connected bodies with a squelching sound.
"Ugh... Ah..."
"Mmm... Crow... Mm..."
As my ejaculation came to an end and my meat softened, Isabella's body collapsed onto my chest. Feeling the softness and weight of her breasts pressed against my chest, I captured her lips in a kiss, and she responded, wrapping her arms around my neck.
We kissed slowly, conveying our love for each other, while the subtle contractions of her vaginal walls continued to squeeze the last remnants of semen from my urethra.
"It's okay. I'll always be by your side."
"Yeah... I'm relieved..."
As my meat finally lost its hardness, I released Isabella's lips, gently running my fingers through her hair. She smiled, reassured by my last words, and then closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep.
With Isabella's peacefully breathing in my embrace, I succumbed to a pleasant fatigue and closed my eyes as well.
"Ughh...."
As I awoke from my slumber, I gradually regained consciousness, still feeling a sense of lethargy coursing through my entire body. Alongside that, a growing hunger and a parched throat were apparent. I began to recall that, in the heat of my passionate moments with Isabella, I had paid little attention to eating.
"Ugh... Water..."
"Here you go."
My parched hand reached for a glass, handed to me with a kind gesture. I took it and quenched my thirst, feeling the haze slowly lift from my mind.
"Is that you, Eins?"
"Yes, I arrived just a short while ago. I apologize for any delay."
While I had expected her arrival, her punctuality was impressive. Eins stood nearby with a cup in hand, her expression unwavering.
"Congratulations, Sire Crow."
"Hmm? Oh, right."
Eins' gaze was directed towards something on the other side of the bed, where Isabella lay soundly asleep, her breathing gentle and serene. With both of us unclothed, there was no doubt about the events that had taken place.
"Mm... Crow...?"
"Yes, I'm right here."
"Fufu... ehehe...."
Isabella slowly opened her eyes while still half-asleep. She hadn't yet noticed Eins, instead choosing to snuggle closer to me, seeking comfort in my embrace. I responded by holding her close, running my fingers through her hair as she looked up at me with a sweet and carefree smile.
"Nh...? Nnn...? Fumyaah!?"
However, as her consciousness became clearer, Isabella eventually noticed the presence of Eins, who had been silently watching us.
"Ah... Eins! How long have you been there?"
"I've been here since before Mistress woke up."
"!?!?"
Isabella, still clutching the sheets to cover herself, was flustered by Eins's matter-of-fact response. Eins remained composed, and it was evident that the sight of Isabella in a state of undress didn't faze her in the least. Perhaps it was because they were both women, but Eins had shown no signs of discomfort, even during the massage sessions.
"I won't give him to you!"
Isabella, rather unexpectedly, clung to my arm and even began to threaten Eins.
It was all quite baffling. Weren't they on good terms?
"Grrrrr.....!"
"I won't take anything, so please, rest assured," Eins calmly reassured.
"...Fine, then."
Isabella finally relaxed. Eins's expression remained unchanged, and there was a hint of exasperation in her eyes, or so it seemed. Or maybe it was just my imagination. Isabella glared at Eins for a while, but eventually, she seemed to come to terms with the situation. The nature of their relationship was unknown to me, but at least they seemed to have reached an understanding for the time being.
"Well then, I'll have your meal prepared and brought to the room. Please excuse me," Eins said as she concluded her exchange with Isabella, offering a polite bow before leaving the room.
Perhaps she had granted us some much-needed privacy; she remained an aide who was keenly attuned to the atmosphere.
Isabella seemed to regret her earlier actions as she watched Eins depart, her voice carrying a hint of remorse. "I might have said some outrageous things back there..."
"Isabella?"
"It's nothing, really," she replied with a dismissive tone, quickly donning her usual smile.
But as she continued to gaze at the door through which Eins had exited, Isabella's expression shifted. It seemed like she had recalled the events of the previous night. Nevertheless, I decided not to press the matter any further, considering her evident discomfort.
"Um... I just remembered some things I said last night, and they were quite... bold," she confessed.
"Did you not like it?" I asked.
"It's not that," Isabella responded, her face blushing as she looked down. Indeed, it appeared that the memories of the previous night were flooding back. There was an air of vulnerability about her. I briefly worried that she might reconsider what had happened, but Isabella reassured me while still holding my arm.
"Um... Crow, I love you."
"Huh?"
"Mm... smooch..."
With that, Isabella surprised Crow with a kiss.
Although it was just a brief touch of their lips, it left them both feeling content.
"Um... would you like to, you know, do it again?"
"It's a very tempting proposition, but let's have breakfast first."
"Right..."
Simultaneously, Isabella became aware of the morning evidence pressing against her lower abdomen.
"Is it alright, though?" she hesitantly inquired.
While it was indeed tempting, they both knew it was time for breakfast. Still, Isabella looked somewhat disappointed with Crow's response.
"Don't worry. We have plenty of time until the Imperial escort arrives. Let's enjoy some quality time together until then."
"....."
Crow's whispered words in response to her cute anticipation caused Isabella's cheeks to turn a deep shade of red as she softly nodded.
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