Aila said she didn’t like it, but she loved being pounded hard. She only became a bit more honest when driven to the point where her mind went hazy.

“Tell me it feels good.”

“Mmm, ah.”

“That way I’ll get more excited and spray you full of seed.”

“Ah, I, I don’t want… mmm.”

“You really don’t want it? You’re such a liar.”

“Ngh, n-no, ah.”

“But Aila is cute even when she lies, so I’ll let it slide.”

Valentin played with her n*pples while thrusting his hips rapidly. He persistently struck a specific spot inside her v*gina with his tip.

Each time that spot was stimulated, Aila trembled violently. Shivers ran up her spine, making it curve naturally.

Unlike her words, her body was so honest it was already preparing to climax again. Aila was born with an extremely sensitive body. The slightest touch set her ablaze, and she quickly went limp, dripping p*ssy juice.

Valentin’s pleasure was also reaching its peak. If he wanted, he could ej*culate right now, but he had no such intention.

The moment his c*ck was hard enough to burst was the perfect timing to give Aila’s p*ssy maximum pleasure. Valentin grabbed and twisted her cl*toris, making the p*ssy passage tighten even more.

His fully engorged shaft and the completely constricted passage pressed flesh against flesh without any gaps. They were applying maximum pressure to each other. With each thrust and withdrawal, their skin rubbed pleasantly, maximizing the pleasure.

Unable to hold back, Aila squirted again. Her juices soaked his c*ck until it glistened, and wet slapping sounds came from where they joined.

Valentin deliberately swung his c*ck to make even louder sounds. When the obscene sounds and Aila’s moans alternately pierced his eardrums, the pleasure was so intense his spine tingled.

As his excitement heightened, his furry ears popped out. He wanted to enjoy this all night without ej*culating.

“Mmm, it’s, it’s hard… ah.”

“What do you mean it’s hard already? We just started.”

“Ngh, then, j-just, a little slower, ahh.”

“How can I go any slower than this? Hm? Should I put it in and not move?”

He said that while thrusting like crazy.

“Aila, don’t you want to have a baby?”

“Mmm… ngh.”

“Should I spray you full of my seed?”

“Ahh, ngh, mmm…”

“If I fill your belly with cum, my baby will be born from here, right?”

Valentin caressed her flat stomach with his hand and pressed down firmly. Her belly, already tight from the foreign object inside, was pressed even harder.

Around that time, Aila felt an intense urge to urinate. Her bladder was already being pushed by his massive c*ck, and when he pressed on her belly with his hand, she felt like something would burst out from below, unbearably.

She tried to escape from Valentin’s embrace, thinking she might have an accident, but he only thrust deeper.

When she clenched her urethra to avoid making a mistake, her p*ssy naturally tightened too, which made Valentin thrash even more wildly, and intense pressure was applied to her belly again.

In this repeating cycle, no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn’t think of a way to hold back the urge. It was suspicious that he’d made her drink so much tea earlier.

With her body filled with fluids while being penetrated and shaken below, it was natural for a person to feel the urge to urinate. It seemed Valentin had aimed for this situation.

Realizing she had no solution on her own, Aila pleaded with Valentin.

“Ah, V-Valentin… st-stop, ngh.”

“No. How can I stop when it feels this good?”

“Ngh, it’s, it’s coming out, ah, mm.”

“Then just let it out.”

“Mmm, n-no, ahh.”

“It’s okay.”

“Ngh, some-something else, is coming, ngh, p-please… st-stop, ah.”

“Something else what? What’s coming out?”

His voice carried unmistakable amusement. At his teasing question, Aila became certain of her suspicion.

“Ngh, you’re, you’re mean, you, you did it, on purpose, ahh.”

“What did I do on purpose?”

Valentin’s voice took on an even more delighted tone. Aila felt like crying. 

She’d reached her limit holding tension below. Her belly was so full that the slightest release of pressure would cause disaster.

Noticing Aila’s state, Valentin deliberately scraped her urethra with his fingertips.

“Ah, d-don’t, V-Valentin, ngh.”

“What am I doing?”

“Ah! Th-that, with your hand, don’t do that, ngh.”

“No. That’s what you get for not showing me. Right?”

He was referring to that incident. To get revenge for not letting him turn around—this was truly mean. Really mean, Valentin. You’re not a kind deer at all. You’re terrible.

“I’m doing this because you wouldn’t show me.”

“Ngh, n-no, ahh.”

“It’s all Aila’s fault for being so stingy.”

As the sensitive small hole was poked, the strength in her urethral muscles gradually loosened.

“I, I can’t hold it, ah, ngh.”

The moment Aila burst into tears, a stream of urine burst out with her. The stream that betrayed her will shot out in a strong arc.

The liquid hit Valentin’s firm abs and fell down, soaking the blanket below. The urination lasted as long as she’d held it.

“Ah, ngh, wh-what do I do… ngh, why, why did you do that, ahh.”

“Hah. Look at this. You’re so cute.”

“Ngh! D-don’t look! Ngh.”

“D*mn, I’m so turned on, so turned on I think my c*ck will burst.”

Having watched what he’d wanted to see so badly right before his eyes, Valentin thrust his hips up like a madman.

He grabbed Aila’s hands—which had covered her face in embarrassment—and pinned them above her head so she couldn’t hide her face. He couldn’t miss her flushed, tearful expression.

Aila spat out every word she could think of—“You’re really mean,” “You’re not a kind deer at all,” “Mean Valentin,” “I’m never mating with you again”—while sobbing.

However, to Valentin, who was already excited beyond measure, such cute curses didn’t hurt at all. His smooth lips grinned wickedly.

That night, Aila had to endure a more brutal night than usual as payment for triggering Valentin’s f*tish.

* * *

“Really, you s*x maniac! Pervert!”

That was the first thing Aila shouted when she opened her eyes around lunchtime. Valentin knew those words were directed at him and chuckled. Aila, fuming with a red face the moment she woke up, was too cute.

She was now meticulously questioning what she’d been too distracted to ask properly last night while being penetrated below.

“Why on earth did you do that!”

“What did I do?”

Valentin rubbed Aila’s earlobe with his thumb and asked innocently. Perhaps because she’d just woken up, her flesh was soft and pliant.

“You deliberately made me drink a lot of water. To make me have an accident.”

“Did I?”

“You’re really mean!”

“Don’t hate me. I get sad when Aila hates me.”

He spoke in a voice that didn’t sound sad at all, and Aila’s mouth fell open. She looked dumbfounded that he was now revealing his true nature without pretending to be hurt, struggling, or pleading.

Her expression of realizing she’d been fooled was so adorable he wanted to bite her cheeks.

“I’m sorry. I did it because I wanted to see Aila pee.”

“Why would you want to see that? Are you really a pervert, Valentin?”

“Yeah.”

“…”

When he readily admitted it, Aila blinked her large eyes.

“So will you hate me? Don’t you like me anymore?”

“…”

“Won’t you live with me? Won’t you have my baby?”

Valentin traced the marks he’d made on Aila’s body last night with his fingers while meeting her gaze. Since it had been a particularly exciting night, there were marks almost all over her body.

Whenever they were about to fade, he’d make new ones; whenever they grew faint, he’d leave fresh marks.

Aila had told him never to leave marks on her neck since it was easily visible, but Valentin was actually barely restraining himself from wanting to leave traces on her forehead and cheeks too.

They lived alone in this forest anyway, so what was there to worry about? But Aila didn’t seem to think so.

Her reason was that it was embarrassing since she might run into villagers, but if that was the reason, he wanted to leave even darker marks so everyone would know Aila was his female.

That way, fewer filthy flies would swarm around her.

“Hurry up and answer.”

“I don’t know.”

Aila glared at him with a sulky voice. Her eyes were so round it wasn’t scary at all.

“I’m going to live with Aila forever.”

“…”

“If you picked me up, you have to take responsibility till the end.”

Even though Aila knew what answer Valentin wanted, she kept her mouth firmly shut.

“Because you want to mate with me forever?”

“It hurts when you say it like that, Aila.”

Valentin met Aila’s eyes with a gaze dripping with honey.

“But it’s true. Valentin only likes mating.”

Her flushed cheeks and clear blue eyes held a hint of dissatisfaction. Her small lips—like wildflowers just beginning to bloom—were also pouting.

Having received Valentin’s abundant love all night, Aila was radiating all her loveliness from the morning.

“I like Aila.”

Aila cutely puffed up her cheeks, saying it was all the same thing.

“It’s different. So take back what you said about me only liking mating.”

“No.”

Her small mouth moved quite firmly. Though she couldn’t even be that firm.

Why didn’t Aila realize that the more she acted like this, the more aroused he became?

When she made cute expressions, he really wanted to torment her. The desire to pin her down and make her cry welled up again.

“If you don’t take it back, I’ll really show you what a s*x maniac is.”

Aila flinched for a moment, then quickly changed her expression, determined not to fall for his trick. But Valentin saw it all.

‘He already did it plenty, so he won’t pounce again, right? Should I take it back? No! Valentin will mate as much as he wants no matter what I say anyway. At most he’ll just go all night.’

She was thinking things like that.

She didn’t seem to consider the possibility that if Valentin put his mind to it, he could keep her up not just one day but for several days and nights.

She wouldn’t believe it, but he was restraining himself, restraining himself again for Aila’s sake, barely quenching his thirst for just one night.

She didn’t even appreciate that. Should he really mate with her nonstop for days and nights until she got pregnant?

Imagining Aila carrying his baby in her belly and touching her round stomach made his chest ache with overwhelming emotion.

Unable to hold back, Valentin covered Aila’s small, delicate lips just as she’d woken up. He deeply sucked her soft tongue and swallowed her saliva.

When he pulled her small head closer, her body followed helplessly. He supported her slender waist with his arm and tasted her moist mouth to his heart’s content. His tongue passed over her tongue, palate, teeth, and even her throat—there was no place it didn’t reach.

After greedily intertwining tongues, he only released her when Aila’s breathing reached its limit, like he was doing her a favor.

“Ngh, you really are a s*x maniac.”

“You should have taken it back then. You brought this upon yourself.”

Valentin grinned and moved his lips downward, further down, slowly.

To the place that produced water more sacred than holy water, a natural spring that never dried up, his favorite place.

Valentin was thirsty again today.

fin.