Lyrica’s trembling, convulsing womanhood released a pale golden liquid. With each spasm of her body, Noel’s s*men leaked from her vaginal opening while a light golden fluid trickled from her urethra.

“Hnng… I told you, hic, to stop!”

Seeing Lyrica crying tears of shame while releasing streams of fluid made Noel nearly lose his last shred of reason. His deep-sea blue eyes gleamed ominously.

Had this lewd fairy decided to drive him insane?

“Shh, why are you crying? Are you determined to drive me crazy?”

“Hnng… it’s embarrassing… hic….”

“It’s not embarrassing at all. F*ck, it’s so erotic… keep going. Let’s do this every time we’re together from now on. Hmm? Should I release too?”

Noel embraced the embarrassed Lyrica, sat her on his lap, and licked away her tears to comfort her.

His supposed words of comfort were nothing but lewd talk, making Lyrica even more embarrassed, so she urgently covered his lips with her own.

Noel, who had stiffened momentarily, soon skillfully intertwined his tongue with hers. He grabbed her face and greedily devoured her lips and tongue, then lifted her b*ttocks and thrust his menacingly er*ect p*nis inside her in one go. Lyrica’s waist arched gracefully to welcome his c*ck.

“Mmph! Haah… aah….”

“Damn it, Lyrica… if you intended to drive me crazy, you’ve succeeded. I’m going to pound you until your p*ssy can’t close today, so look forward to it. Okay?”

“Hic… mmm…. mm….”

Lyrica lost her grip on reason due to the continuous climaxes and embarrassment.

She had to surrender her body to waves of pleasure all night, receiving Noel’s c*ck with unfocused eyes. Only after Lyrica’s womanhood was completely covered with his s*men did Noel pick up the unconscious woman and head to the bathroom.

* * *

Where cherry blossoms had fallen, fresh green leaves sprouted, and peonies and roses bloomed in full. In early summer, when dazzling sunlight mixed with warm breezes, monster eggs that had been buried deep in the forest throughout winter began to hatch one by one.

Newly hatched monsters resembled their adult forms but were weaker. Therefore, killing many monsters during this period to reduce their numbers was the best way to minimize damage.

For this reason, the Imperial Palace held a hunting festival in the palace-owned forest at the beginning of summer, offering grand prizes to those who killed the most monsters. Each territory strengthened their knights or private armies to reduce monster numbers.

As the hunting festival approached, Noel, the Imperial Knights Captain, often couldn’t return home. He couldn’t neglect his annual monster subjugation duties, and he had many tasks to handle to reduce potential risks during the hunting festival.

Lian also received reports that monster activity in the forest bordering his duchy was concerning, so he needed to prepare to return to his territory as soon as possible.

“Have a safe journey, Lian!”

“Thank you. Noel, I’m counting on you.”

“Don’t worry and go.”

“Travel safely, brother.”

Recently, the Duke had asked Lyrica to call him by his name, just like Noel and Lucas. Lyrica, still awkward with using Lian’s name, bid him farewell along with the other brothers. 

Lian, who had tormented Lyrica all night saying he needed to feed her plenty of s*men before leaving for his territory, finally headed to his duchy with reluctant steps.

Similarly busy, Noel managed to visit the mansion briefly once every two or three days. Noel would devour the lips of Lyrica, who greeted him with a bright smile, feed her plenty of his s*men, and then head back to the Imperial Palace with heavy steps. 

Inside Noel, the desire to abandon his duties as the Knights Captain grew stronger each time he left Lyrica behind.

As a result, Lyrica naturally spent more time with Lucas. Lucas walked with Lyrica, dined with her, played chess with her, and admired her drawings, finding it increasingly difficult to control his growing desire for her.

He liked her innocent, bright smile and her warm heart. When the breeze blew gently, her cotton candy-like pink hair would flutter, and he enjoyed watching her tuck the scattered strands behind her ear. 

He liked seeing himself reflected in her aquamarine eyes that sparkled when she smiled while talking, and he found her excitement and wonder adorable when he showed her simple magic tricks.

Wanting to get closer to her, he eventually switched to informal speech. Whether she couldn’t read his passionate gaze and hidden intentions or not, the innocent Lyrica seemed to think of him only as a friend. Lucas found this bittersweet but was grateful that he could remain by her side.

Today was when Lyrica’s etiquette teacher was scheduled to visit. After her lesson, she went out for a late walk. Following the familiar path, she found Lucas waiting for her, as always. 

How does he always know when she’s coming out for a walk? Lyrica found it both mysterious and delightful, unaware that Lucas was using magic to track her schedule.

After their late walk, Lyrica had dinner with Lucas in the dining hall. While eating smoked duck stuffed with vegetables and spices, Lyrica became curious about the wine Lucas was drinking.

“Lucas, is that alcohol?”

“Yes. It’s a Burgundy wine and quite palatable. Why? Would you like to try some?”

Lyrica, who had never tasted alcohol even as an adult, nodded curiously. She had recently learned about wine etiquette from her teacher and had wanted to try wine since then. Since Lian and Noel rarely drank alcohol, she hadn’t had many opportunities to try it, but now was her chance.

When Lyrica nodded, Lucas gestured to the butler. Soon, the butler poured the same wine into Lyrica’s wine glass. Her first taste of wine was slightly bitter and astringent. 

From the color, she had expected it to taste like grape juice… Unfamiliar with the alcohol aroma, Lyrica gulped down the wine and ended up choking.

“Hup, cough cough!”

“Are you okay?”

Lucas hurriedly approached with a napkin. When his gentle hands wiped her lips, his movements slowed each time he touched her lips, and veins bulged on the back of his hand. Lyrica, oblivious to his reaction, frowned.

“Hmm… this is bitter. The taste is strange too. Maybe because it’s my first time drinking alcohol…”

“This is your first time drinking? What have you been doing all this time without trying something this good?”

“I know… I guess I never had the opportunity.”

“You’ll get used to it gradually. If you attend parties, you’ll have more occasions to drink a glass or two.”

“Hmm… I suppose so?”

Lyrica didn’t think she, a commoner, would ever attend parties, but she nodded for Lucas’s sake. Everyone else seems to enjoy it, why does it taste so bad to her? 

Feeling determined, Lyrica sipped her wine throughout the meal. Remembering her teacher’s words about the importance of appreciating wine’s aroma, she gently swirled the glass and tried to savor the fragrance, which seemed to improve the experience. 

Lucas warned her not to drink too much, but Lyrica paid no attention. As she continued drinking, her mood seemed to improve, and the subtle grape flavor lingering in her mouth became enjoyable.

By the time dessert arrived, Lyrica was tipsy. Lucas began to appear as two people in her increasingly unsteady vision.

“Lyrica, Lyrica! Are you alright?”

“Uh… Lucas, were you a twin?”

“Ha… I should have taken it away after the second glass. This is my fault.”

Lucas supported Lyrica to help her back to her room. However, when she stumbled, unable to keep her balance, he carried her in his arms on the stairs, fearing she might fall. 

The sweet scent of her body brushed his nose as he held her light frame, inevitably causing his lower region to stiffen. No sleep for him again tonight. Lucas swallowed a curse as he carried her upstairs and placed her on the bed.

“I’ll have them prepare soft food and honey water for tomorrow, so go to sleep early. Understand?”

“Mmm….”

Laying on the bed in a half-conscious state, Lyrica found it increasingly difficult to maintain clarity as heat rose within her body. The sensation was similar to when the aphrodisiac took effect and she went into heat. Why is this happening…? 

Noel fed her his s*men yesterday, so she should be fine for a while.

“Hnng… ugh….”

Lucas, who had been heading toward the door after setting Lyrica down, approached her again, alarmed by her painful moans.

“Lyrica! What’s wrong? Why are you like this?”

“Ahh… Lu-cas… Noel… hnng, where’s Noel?”

“My brother hasn’t returned yet. What’s wrong? Is there something I can help with? …Lyrica?”

“Hnng…. aah! …Luca-s, hnng… I, need… s*men… hnng, I need it….”

“Wh-what are you saying… Try to regain your senses, Lyrica. Okay?”

Lyrica, increasingly consumed by rising s*xual desire, could no longer think rationally. Why is her body suddenly reacting this way? Is it because of the alcohol? 

Her head felt like it was boiling as heat spread throughout her body. She desperately needed Noel. If she begged for s*men in front of Lucas, what would he think of her?

Lyrica writhed in pain from her intensifying desire while tears streamed down her face in despair. Despite her desperate struggle, her reason was soon completely overwhelmed by lust.

“Hnng… Lucas, hnngh, please give me your c*ck… please?”

Lucas urgently grabbed Lyrica’s shoulders as she suddenly began unfastening his pants. Judging by her unfocused eyes, Lyrica didn’t seem to be in her right mind. He tried to push her away but couldn’t apply much force for fear of hurting her. 

When Lyrica finally pulled out his p*nis, Lucas was so shocked that he could barely blink. Why was Lyrica suddenly acting like someone drugged with an aphrodisiac? He had eaten the same food as her today. Then Lyrica began to take his p*nis into her mouth.

“Mmm, mmph, mmm… haah… quickly, cum, mmm… please give me your cum….”

“…Lyrica…? Why are you suddenly, kuh, doing this… hnngh…!”

Lyrica was sucking on his member like candy. He could feel the moist, soft flesh inside her mouth and the occasional light brush of her teeth. In this unbelievably stimulating situation, Lucas couldn’t hold back and ej*culated immediately. 

Lyrica sucked on his shaft, determined not to spill a single drop of his s*men. Lucas’s essence wasn’t as thick as Lian’s or Noel’s, but the quantity was satisfying.

“Mmph… slurp, delicious….”

“…Am I dreaming?”

He thought he had drunk less than usual because he was concerned about Lyrica, but had he unknowingly become drunk? Had his desire for Lyrica grown so deep that he had finally gone mad? 

Lucas began to question his mental state.

“Hnng… not enough… please put your c*ck in Lyrica’s p*ssy. Hurry….”

But the sensation of Lyrica’s hands wrapping around his g*nitals and stroking them impatiently was too vivid. This was no dream. It was all real.