The mating season Regan was experiencing this time was different in both intensity and persistence from his previous mating seasons that he had spent alone, so he had no expectation that it could end like this.
It would probably surge again soon. Like hot water bursting unexpectedly from various places in a bubbling active volcano. As long as a female on the verge of being imprinted was residing nearby, Regan’s body would demand to mate with her at all hours until the heat subsided.
In any case, at that point, Regan had long noticed that Haniel had fainted, unable to withstand the pleasure pouring forth during mating.
So normally, he would have completely withdrawn his genitals, cleaned up the bedding and her soiled body, and taken rest.
Holding his fragile Haniel, his female, tenderly in his arms.
But…
The moment Regan slightly withdrew his genitals, s*men gushed out like a bursting dam from Haniel’s maximally stretched vaginal opening.
Squelch. Plop.
When he pulled out to the gl*ns, the red vaginal opening contracted with a sound like air escaping.
It had been so overworked that blood vessels stood out prominently, making it look pitiful.
The hole that until just now had been deliciously taking Regan’s c*ck. Between that loosened hole, thick, clumped white s*men dripped down.
It had all come out of his c*ck.
And strangely, Regan felt a thrill as if struck by lightning at the top of his head when he saw that sight.
The bodily fl*ids stickily clinging between Haniel’s thighs and Regan’s groin, as if cream had been thoroughly whipped.
Vaginal fl*ids and s*men, Regan’s pre-ejaculatory fl*ids acting as lubricant, all mixed together and whitened into lumps due to continued friction and impact.
Plus the s*men clumping and flowing down wetly.
It was a messy sight to anyone, but why was it so… satisfying and ecstatically pleasing?
That was the moment when the heat of his temporarily subsided mating season flared up again.
Regan, who had paused while withdrawing his genitals, reinserted his twitching c*ck back into Haniel.
There was no option to pull out and sleep.
Haniel’s unconscious body trembled even at the slightest friction, feeling small pleasures.
It looked like he might lose his self-control at any moment and thr*st wildly, but Regan barely endured by biting Haniel’s body.
Waiting for his mate to wake up.
Like a leashed dog, patiently waiting in hopes of perhaps receiving even a small reward.
“Haa…”
Haniel grabbed and pulled at her own hair after hearing this story.
Should she consider this forced or what?
It was true that he had somehow used her unconscious body, but from another perspective, it was somewhat ambiguous, so she couldn’t severely rebuke him.
Above all, looking at Regan’s clear eyes, now devoid of wariness, she lost the will to say anything.
‘D*mn. Is this what they call “morning s*x”?’
It seemed quite different from the “morning s*x” category she had known until now…
In any case, Regan looked much better in complexion and clearer in mind than when he was m*sturbating in the room last night.
As he said, his mating season hadn’t completely subsided, but he had clearly put out the urgent fire.
‘First, I need to resolve this c*ck lump that’s newly filled this morning before I can do anything.’
Haniel reached down and fiddled with her s*x.
“Ugh, it stings…”
“Does it hurt a lot?”
“Ah, no. Not that much.”
That was the curious point.
She clearly remembered being frantically penetrated yesterday, but her p*ssy with Regan’s genitals inside didn’t hurt as much as she thought.
Haniel’s fingers caressed his genital lump inserted into her vaginal opening, and the groin area below it, as she blinked her eyes.
Perhaps it was natural.
Unlike human genitals, Regan’s reproductive organ not only had pre-ejaculatory fl*id gushing out abundantly as lubricant, but instead of outer skin, it was made of smooth erectile tissue with prominent red blood vessels.
Even after hours of going in and out, Haniel’s p*ssy might become water-soaked, soft, and wrinkled, but it didn’t seem likely to sustain serious injury.
‘Is this the system’s arrangement?’
If it was a mat laid down to prevent interference with s*x, it was truly a remarkable arrangement.
Well, she had noticed it from the time she was urged to cultivate that life force that could only be obtained through s*x for house upgrades…
A female organ that wouldn’t be injured no matter how much a non-human male inserted and withdrew his c*ck.
‘Wait. Come to think of it… Could it be that when I masturbated with a wooden d*ldo before and had no injuries, it was because of this?’
D*ldo-carving woman. Carpenter Haniel, who had praised herself, wondering how she had carved it so well that she could masturbate without a single injury despite it being almost her first attempt.
Her wooden d*ldo, which had given her enough pride, had not felt bad for insertion and hadn’t caused pain or discomfort, despite Haniel’s lack of s*xual experience.
But thinking about it now, that might not have been because Haniel was a master at carving d*ldos, but because her genitals were truly blessed with protection from the status window.
Whether it was because her reproductive organs were blessed and made sturdy, or because Regan’s genitals had evolved not to injure the female’s inner walls, either way, it was fortunate.
Especially for Haniel, who was once again deeply accepting Regan’s c*ck following yesterday.
If it had been ordinary s*xual *ntercourse between humans, by now there would have been nothing but bitter pain for both of them, let alone pleasure.
Twitch.
At that moment, Haniel, who had been caressing her slick s*x, suddenly closed her eyes tightly and trembled.
“Ah, ugh.”
“Hoo…”
She felt something bursting and spreading inside her intestines where Regan’s swollen c*ck was inserted.
He had said the genital lump had expanded and blocked her vaginal entrance just a moment ago.
It wasn’t like last night when s*men erupted violently as if a hose had been directly inserted, but since the lump had formed not long ago, *jaculation was still continuing.
“I was still… why…”
“Because you moved, the inside moved too.”
Regan, who had been licking her eyes clean, answered.
As he watched Haniel, still tightly attached to him, touching around her navel as if feeling the *jaculate, he suddenly smiled faintly.
“Do you know something?”
Huh?
“What, what…?”
“You squeeze even in your sleep.”
Haniel opened her eyes wide in surprise.
She might not know, but Regan, who had kept his genitals inside Haniel’s p*ssy all night, had felt stimulation like this dozens of times.
Apart from the ecstasy of finally being connected to the most sensitive part of his female, it was in some ways like t*rture.
Every time Haniel breathed or tried to struggle, her inner walls undulated, and as if with a will of their own, they kept sucking and swallowing Regan’s c*ck, which he was trying to just keep inserted moderately.
Deeper, even deeper.
“…I thought if I just kept it inside without moving, the *rection might eventually subside, but thanks to you, it didn’t calm down.”
Look. Even now…
The pulsating inner walls squeezed his genitals again.
A blood vessel momentarily bulged in the man’s sternocleidomastoid muscle as he restrained the impulse to thr*st wildly.
“At first, I really wondered if you had lost consciousness or were awake…”
“What? There’s no way I would…”
“Indeed, it is different when you move while awake. It was a needless suspicion.”
Regan licked the bridge of Haniel’s indignant nose and then raised his body.
“Haa…”
‘I want to stay connected like this, but…’
Regan expanded his chest.
His female Haniel, with her belly swollen full of his s*men.
He would have liked to continue watching her for days, surrendering to the subtle, persistent pleasure, not knowing what to do while connected to him like beasts.
But unlike him, a Hume, Haniel was a female of the human species.
During his days staying in this house, Regan had learned how vulnerable and easily injured Haniel’s human body was compared to his.
It seemed almost miraculous that she was surviving and breathing in the middle of this nightmare forest without particular difficulties.