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Translator: penny
Chapter: 7
Chapter Title: First Night (2)
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The man's cock slipped through the sticky crevice, its thick shaft savagely scraping against the walls deep inside her body as it thrust upward.
The tip of that pillar, twitching intermittently, finally reached the proof of her virginity.
Squelch...
It didn't take long for the barrier to lose its hold.
Lete let out a dainty sob as she felt the pain of her first deflowering.
"Hngh...!"
Her arms bent slightly at the elbows, her tongue lolling out as she caught her breath and moaned.
Her head, neck, waist, hips, and thighs all trembled with twitching spasms.
'Is that... my voice...?'
Lete couldn't immediately accept that she'd made such lewd sounds, but a few seconds later, she had no choice but to acknowledge it.
Thrust! Evan's cock finally tore through her hymen completely, plunging deep inside her.
"Ah?! Gk, hng?!"
Lete's legs stiffened straight up. It was a reflexive reaction, her toes curling and twitching wildly at the ends.
Even though she was straddling him on top.
Yet in that position, she felt none of the dominance or conquest she should have.
How could she? She might occupy the space above, but this wasn't her pinning Evan down. If anything, it was the opposite.
She had flattened Evan's body beneath her. That much was true. But only that much. Nothing more.
On the contrary, Lete felt a humiliating sense of total submission to Evan, as if her entire being was dominated by the thing piercing between her legs.
Humiliating. Shameful. Mortifying.
"Ha, hngh."
Everything about it was. It was embarrassing to have given her body to this man she'd looked down on and despised. Exposing her bare skin, her naked body, her most private parts—it was utterly shameful.
But what disgusted her most of all was...
"Nng?! Hyaaang...!"
Her own self, clenching around Evan's cock in rhythm with its thrusts, letting out lascivious moans of pleasure again and again.
Fireworks exploded endlessly in her mind. Fireworks named "climax."
'I had no idea... it could be like this...!'
Yes, yes. Even in this moment, Lete was going over the edge.
Her vaginal walls molding to the shape of Evan's cock, her body tingling all over from the occasional prods at her cervix.
She knew what "going" meant. How could she not?
She was twenty years old. A full adult, and even before that age, she'd had experiences with masturbation from her childhood.
Especially during puberty. The way her mind went blank, her heart pounded wildly, and a fire ignited in her lower belly.
...But this was nothing like that. The climaxes now, the waves of pleasure crashing relentlessly—they were on an entirely different level.
Twice, three times as intense? Was that the best way to quantify the increase?
Every time Evan gripped her and bucked his hips, her reason evaporated, all lingering thoughts vanished, leaving only the ecstasy that threatened to turn her into a bitch in heat.
How could something like this be described with such paltry words?
'This is weird, weirdweirdweirdweird. So weird!'
She felt like she was going insane. Her eyelids fluttered, sparks crackling with a "zzzt" sensation.
The reason lay in their divine powers. The compatibility between Lete Heresia's and Evan Lane's divine essences was so perfect that it amplified the joy of their coupling to the extreme.
"Heup! Hng, gk!"
But Lete had no time to ponder such things right now.
No leisure for it. Her rational thinking was utterly absent, as it always was in such moments.
At some point, she couldn't even twitch a fingertip. Not that it mattered—the sex continued without pause, solely because Evan controlled her body at will.
Gripping her pale wrists so tightly circulation nearly stopped, he kept her small frame panting endlessly atop his hips with ceaseless thrusts from below.
'...I'm, gonna die. Gonna die.'
Lete's eyelashes quivered. Her pupils were already glazed over, about thirty percent lost to madness, but her twitching lips told the honest truth.
She worried she might die from pleasure overload, shock taking her away.
But then an even more intense wave of ecstasy swept away her fears in one blow.
Feeling her lower belly quiver deep inside, Lete clenched her fists tight.
Her fairly sharp nails raked savagely across Evan's back and shoulders, leaving long red lines. Neither of them paid any mind to the minor scratches.
Evan simply breathed steadily, focused entirely on exploring the innermost secrets of her most private place.
"Haa, haa."
The pressure of her vaginal walls squeezing his glans and shaft was thrilling enough to drive him mad.
The moment he loosened his tension even slightly, he'd cum right away.
In truth, a chill ran through his body, and the cock he craved release from seemed ready to spew its white load...
'Fuck.'
Evan gritted his teeth and held back. Superhuman willpower sealing off his ejaculation.
This wouldn't do. He was too greedy to waste his first time so quickly.
He wanted it to last longer. To torment her more.
To hear even lewder voices from her.
And then, drowning in insane pleasure that shattered her mind even more, to have her tremble all over with his cock still buried inside her.
In the most lascivious way possible.
He wanted to completely conquer that Lete Heresia. Not as his nemesis, but as a woman.
A burning, utterly honest desire.
"Urgh, gk, heuugh...!"
...In reality, that very Lete had been surrounded by endless climaxes for a while now, but Evan hadn't noticed.
By his common sense, she shouldn't be cumming yet.
"Pl-please, stop, just stop...!"
The thought that she'd become a slave to carnal lust if this continued filled her with excited fear.
"Shut up."
Evan didn't stop. He dismissed it as mere whining.
Even if they were fated enemies, this was his first time having sex in life.
Evan wanted Lete to feel the same addictive pleasure he did.
Sharing that sensation might bring them closer than before.
There was calculation in his actions.
...Unfortunate for Lete, though.
"Ah, ah, aah, mmph, ngh."
In the end, Lete lost even the strength to stifle her moans, drooling viscous saliva as she surrendered.
Her jawline glistened wet, but she lacked the power to wipe it.
Her eyes rolled back halfway, lips refusing to close, dry spit forming endlessly.
She cognitively realized—on a meta level—that she was putting on this disgraceful display... but she couldn't rein it in.
What could she do? She had no choice but to do what she could. Lete leaned her body forward a bit more.
"Lick..."
"...!"
And what she did was lick Evan's ear with her tongue.
Evan's vigorous pistoning halted for a moment.
Lete ignored it. She just kept teasing with her tongue, nibbling the outer ear, lapping at the inner folds.
She was the same. If it had to happen, then yeah. She hoped Evan felt good too.
"...Ngh."
By then, Evan gritted his teeth and resumed thrusting into her pussy.
His pride stung a little, but what could he do?
He couldn't deny or ignore how incredibly good Lete's caresses felt. Excitement raced up his spine.
That sharp-tongued, prickly woman was licking his body. A sight to behold.
The limit he'd been approaching crumbled in that instant.
Gurgle—the inescapable urge to cum surged up.
"Hey, Lete. Gonna cum...!"
"Mmph!?"
Evan's movements grew even fiercer, and around then, Lete stopped her tongue play and pulled her head back.
She could feel it too. Evan's cock, now one with her body.
It was close. So close. That pleasurable thing was moments from pouring out its seed.
Lete curled her shoulders round, her fingers and toes twitching helplessly in spasms.
"...Y-yes, ngh!"
Her arousal had reached its peak too. Just a bit more like this, and an orgasm beyond compare would crash over her like a tsunami.
"Cum inside, Evan, in my pussy, please cum in my pussy...!"
In the end, surrendering to lust, she uttered those words. Vulgar phrases she never would have dreamed of before.
But once spoken, strength drained from her body, a wave of depraved thrill raping her senses.
"Hyaaah...!?"
Just as she wore an ecstatic expression, on the verge of yet another countless climax.
"...Polite speech?"
Evan looked up at her with a dumbfounded expression.
Lete's entire body went rigid.
In an instant, Evan's gaze sharpened as if to devour her.
"You fucking, ah, bitch, you're sober now."
"—Ngh."
Lete had no right or words to argue. Face flushed crimson, she fiddled absently with her lips.
And immediately acted on the conclusion that hit her mind.
Smooch!
"?!"
"Haup."
She pulled Evan's neck in and planted a deep kiss. Evan froze, caught in her grasp.
...And yet, precisely because of that.
Spurt, spurt!
Evan couldn't hold back the rising urge. Along with waves of pleasure unlike anything from his past or present lives, his cock erupted, spewing thick white semen.
Through the throbbing shaft inside her, white fluid flowed into Lete's womb.
"Haaah, hngh, nng...!?"
Lete shuddered, shoulders jerking as she threw her head back.
The sensation of hot liquid filling her belly.
It wasn't just Evan awakening to new realms.
Their first time had begun, as if only natural, with a creampie.