Chapter 10.3

Kadis chewed on the now-plump n*pple before finally releasing it. Then, as if to apologize, he gently circled his tongue around the n*pple’s shape. Lyla sniffled, worried about her swollen n*pple.

“Is it… really over now?”

Lyla asked, covering her face with both arms.

Having cl*maxed twice in quick succession, she seemed to be hoping for mercy and compassion. But from Kadis’s perspective, the sight of his tearful, adorable assistant only made his desire to devour her grow stronger.

“For now. That’s it for today.”

Lyla lowered her arms slightly, blinking innocently as she asked, 

“E-every day from now on…?”

Kadis smirked, replying, 

“I’ll do this for you every day so you get used to it. After all, you’ll need to feed the baby, won’t you?”

“…W-what?”

Lyla blinked again, trying to process what he had said. 

Do I really have to endure this teasing every day? How was this related to feeding a baby? Ah, of course—if my n*pples were inverted, the baby wouldn’t be able to latch properly.

Her mind, muddled by excitement, worked hard to finally understand Kadis’s words.

“Oh…”

Suddenly, the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed in the room.

Lyla tilted her head back at the dizzying sensation, her eyes rolling downward to glance between her legs. Kadis’s dark pubic hair was pressed firmly against her groin, completely covering her. It was so densely intertwined that it almost seemed as though the black hair had sprouted from her own skin. Lyla’s light body hair was buried beneath Kadis’s, fading from view entirely.

“Haa… haa…”

The sheer bulk and weight of what had struck her below caused Lyla’s legs to tremble uncontrollably, like a newborn deer.

“You’ve taken my seed.” 

Kadis said, his voice heavy with breath. 

“You’ll bear a child, won’t you?”

“N-no… Not with just one time…”

That’s impossible.

Lyla thought, squeezing her eyes shut.

“One time? This is the second now. Put some effort into getting pregnant, Lyle—or should I say…”

Kadis paused, leaning closer to whisper into her ear.

“…Lyla.”

“Hngh!”

The moment he called her name, her inner walls clenched tightly. No, it wasn’t just a clench—it was more like a desperate squeeze.

Lyla cl*maxed, her body convulsing as she squeezed him tightly below.

“Damn it, Lyla!”

The overwhelming pressure made Kadis furrow his brow deeply. He had always known Lyla’s body was tight, but this was on another level entirely.

Before he could even tell her to ease up, his release surged through him, traveling down his urethra and spilling out.

“Ahh…”

Kadis trembled, gripping Lyla’s slender waist as his hips shook violently.

The ej*culation didn’t stop until her womb was filled to the point her lower abdomen bulged slightly.

‘I… I’ve cl*maxed again. Three times in a row…’

If she were a man, she’d surely be called premature. Her body was so sensitive that even the slightest stimulation brought her to the peak almost instantly.

‘Is it because it’s Kadis?’

Lyla struggled to open her tear-filled eyes, casting a glance at Kadis.

‘Yes… because it’s Kadis… Wait—what?’

Just as she was about to feel overwhelmed by the fact that Kadis was the one doing this to her, she noticed something unusual about him.

“Lord Kadis?”

Lyla gazed at Kadis, who was hanging his head low, his hands still gripping her waist. Then, she turned her eyes toward their point of connection.

It only took her three seconds to realize that the liquid dripping between her thighs wasn’t hers.

“D-did you already finish?”

Kadis’s shoulders stiffened at her words.

“But you said you’d do it properly once we returned…”

Lyla trailed off, her voice tinged with disappointment.

Could this really be what he meant by “properly”? To finish the moment he entered me?

When Kadis finally raised his head, his face was twisted with rage, his breath steaming like fire.

“You dare call me premature? You dare!”

“N-no! I didn’t… Hngh…!”

Kadis yanked her waist toward him, slamming his tip against the entrance to her womb.

“You have absolutely no sense, do you? Not even a shred!”

“Ah! Ahh… ahhh!”

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Kadis unleashed a relentless barrage of movements.

Lyla suddenly recalled the servants at the Magni Marquisate scolding her for her lack of awareness. No sense, they had said. Back then, she hadn’t agreed, but now she couldn’t help but acknowledge it. Maybe she really didn’t have any sense…

“Haa… ahh… I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to! I-I spoke without thinking… Hngh!”

Lyla sobbed, her words spilling out incoherently.

Kadis seemed determined to crush every sperm cell he had just released as he thrust into her with ferocity. Lyla’s body shook violently in response, her br*asts bouncing wildly as if they might fall off.

“If I spill right after entering, so what? It’s not like I’ve gone soft! Isn’t that enough?”

Kadis was right.

Even after ej*culating, his member remained rock-hard, refusing to lose its firmness. In fact, the more it rubbed against her inner walls, the harder it seemed to grow. Its massive girth massaged every inch of her insides.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Despite this being only the second round, Kadis instinctively found and targeted Lyla’s most sensitive spots, pounding into her like a beast. Even though the first time had been clouded by her drugged state, he seemed to remember everything.

It was a terrifying display of instinct.

“Haa… Lyla, you’re just as premature as I am. You climax the moment I enter you.”

“I-I’m sorry! I-I’m premature…!”

Lyla echoed his words in her slurred, trembling voice, her apology spilling out alongside her tears.

Seeing her like this made Kadis’s anger flare even higher.

Another wave of release surged through him.

It wasn’t that he was premature—it was simply that the stimulation was too intense. He felt as though five more thrusts might push him over the edge again.

‘Damn it. How could anyone hold back with something like this shaking in front of them?’

Every thrust of his hips sent Lyla’s br*asts bouncing wildly. The obscene sight made him feel as though his eyes were leaking prec*m.

“Damn it.”

Ultimately, Kadis cl*maxed twice in quick succession. Yet he didn’t stop his movements; each thrust caused more of his seed to spill out.

As Kadis lifted his hips, Lyla’s lower body rose with him. Beneath her, a pool of thick, white liquid had formed.

“Haa… haa… ahh…”

“Ahh… ahhh… ahh!”

Both of them, consumed by the sweet sensations spreading from their connection, had lost the ability to speak, reduced to nothing but panting and animalistic moans.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

The crimson column, as if soaked in blood, relentlessly moved in and out of the smooth, pale flesh. The walls of her inner passage gripped and released the intruder in a rhythmic pattern.

Meanwhile, the once-clear seed had turned into a foamy substance, encircling the base of Kadis’s manhood. His curly pubic hair was soaked, hanging limply as if drenched in water.

Unlike the dampness of their point of connection, Kadis’s lips kept drying out, prompting him to wet them with his tongue.

Then, lifting Lyla’s legs onto his shoulders, he groaned, 

“Hngh.”

“Aah…!”

He pressed down from above, thrusting deeply.

The weight of his downward force crushed against the entrance to her womb, and Kadis continued to pound against it repeatedly, thud after thud.

Lyla felt as though her entire body was being flattened. Each time her womb was compressed, her vision went white. A sharp, tingling pleasure, accompanied by the urge to relieve herself, shot through her lower abdomen, making it ache. Kadis’s manhood, which filled her entirely, pressed not only against her womb but also her bladder.

“Haa… haa!”

“Ahh! Aah!”

It was as if they were grinding herbs in a mortar and pestle. Even animals mating wouldn’t be this brutish.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Kadis’s relentless thrusts were so forceful that Lyla’s backside turned red and swollen.

Finally, without giving her a chance to resist, a warm flood of seed poured into her, filling her womb, which was about the size of an egg, to the brim.

“Hngh…”

“Haa… ahh!”

After finishing, Kadis adjusted Lyla’s legs off his shoulders and embraced her with both arms.

Her soft br*asts were pressed against his muscular chest, much like how her inner walls had been flattened by his manhood. Kadis held her tightly, gently rolling his hips as if savoring the moment.

“Haa… haa…”

“Mmm… Lord Kadis…”

Lyla, who regained her senses before Kadis, reached for his arms and wrapped her own around his neck.

She then struggled to lift her trembling legs and wrapped them around his waist, tightening her entrance to prevent any of his seed from spilling out.

“Hngh.”

Encouraged by her action, Kadis squeezed out the last drop of his seed, filling her completely.

“Lyla.”

It seemed Kadis had also come back to his senses, as he whispered her name in a slightly hoarse voice.

He then nuzzled his face against her neck like a child seeking affection. Lyla responded with a gentle smile.

“Yes, Lord Kadis.”

Lyla embraced Kadis, who had grown too large to fit entirely in her arms, as tightly as she could.

Though it felt a bit awkward and clumsy, even that imperfection seemed endearing.

This must be what a beautiful ending feels like.

Feeling Kadis’s overwhelming affection, Lyla made a vow to herself.

She would never let go of this happiness again.