Chapter 3.5

Even though Elexion Fredior was madly in love with Muriel Lake, he knew how to choose the right time and place. Moreover, being born and raised as a grand noble, he had never imagined showing such a vital part of himself to others in this state.  

Today, Muriel had been caught in the rain. Without even having a chance to do anything after getting wet, she had taken him once.  

Even if her stamina was good, it was only good among noble ladies like rabbits. It would surely be hard for her to handle the vigor of a knight.  

So he had been holding back and holding back. How did his manhood end up exposed?  

He had hidden it well until now. Being a knight, he often washed with his comrades, so the size of his manhood was an open secret within the knight order.  

Many people, hearing the rumors, came to see it as if visiting an animal in a zoo, only to humbly cover their own inadequacies and flee.  

So he knew his manhood was exceptional and hid it from Muriel.  

Small but more reliable than anyone, brave yet scared of many things, Muriel would surely break off the engagement if she saw his lower half.  

For that reason, even during intimate moments, he had never shown it to Muriel in detail.  

But now, it was all for nothing.  

The moment he leaked prec*m under Muriel’s gaze, all that effort shattered.  

Simultaneously, he became shameless.

So what now? She have already tasted this c*ck. There’s no other c*ck like this in the entire kingdom. No matter what she takes below, she won’t be satisfied, so she can’t escape.

With a face mixed with anxiety, confusion, and relief, Elexion looked at Muriel. Yet, she seemed intrigued instead.  

“Can I touch it?”  

The c*ck, swollen to its limit, throbbed.  

“Muri!”  

This wasn’t a plea to stop. It was a plea to stroke it more and examine it further.  

“I want to see it.”  

The moment he nodded silently, unbearable shame and excitement intertwined.  

But the one touching his c*ck was Muriel Lake. His Muriel wanted it—what choice did he have? He had to give it to her. With that excuse, Elexion indulged in his desire. Her pretty face came close to his c*ck, and the breath from her small lips grazed his sensitive gl*ns.  

Soft hands, accustomed only to holding pens, gripped the shaft and gently shook it.  

“Ah.”  

Her face was merely curious, as if she were marveling at something new. She poked the transparent liquid forming at the slit, her eyes sparkling.  

The veins bulging on his neck throbbed. He clenched his teeth tightly, resisting the urge to release on her innocent face, which he simultaneously wanted to defile. But the touch of her fingers pressing into the indented slit was something he couldn’t resist.  

Elexion clenched his jaw so hard it felt like it might grind, tilting his head back as his Adam’s apple bobbed.  

“Wow!”  

Muriel’s delighted expression made him exhale a rough breath and curl his body. Even then, Elexion couldn’t take his eyes off Muriel’s face, which was busy observing his c*ck.  

His gaze resembled a predator hiding silently in the bushes, waiting to strike.  

“Xion, look at this. It’s dripping…”  

Muriel froze mid-admiration. The gentle brown eyes she knew were gone, replaced by piercing golden ones that seemed ready to bite her neck the moment she let her guard down.  

“Do you want to touch it more?”  

His tender voice didn’t sound tender at all. A chill ran down Muriel’s spine.  

“Uh?”  

The words and gaze, far from those of a healing romantic male lead from an all-ages novel, made her n*pples harden and her lower abdomen tighten.

***

Muriel’s fingertips, mesmerized by the predator’s gaze, pressed into the damp urethral slit, causing white fluid to shoot high into the air.  

Not once, but twice, three times, four times—it splattered all over Muriel’s face and body.  

Before she could even grasp the situation, Elexion seized her lips. But he didn’t need to rub his tongue against hers or tickle her palate to awaken her senses.  

“Muri, you’re wet down there.”  

“Ah!”  

A firm hand had already slipped between her legs, spreading her vaginal entrance with a squelching sound. The cool air entering her lower body made her b*ttocks tremble.  

“Haaah…!”  

“Did you drip while touching me?”  

“Ahh! Yes! Aaah! Hngh… Hiit! Aaah!”  

Muriel couldn’t respond properly, her cries filling the air as Elexion bit her n*pples and chewed on them. He inserted his fingers into her vaginal entrance, which was wide open. The hot, moist walls clung to his two knightly fingers, sucking them in deeper.  

“So, this means I can put it in now, right?”  

The gl*ns, still dripping s*men, rubbed against her entrance. Like marking territory, the white fluid smeared messily.  

“Ahh, put it in, hngh…! Aaah!”  

The s*men he had deliberately left inside earlier helped with the smooth insertion. The cream heated by her inner walls served as an excellent lubricant.  

Thanks to this, her sticky walls clung tightly to the firm flesh. When he pulled back, the red flesh stuck to his c*ck followed along.  

When Elexion pushed and rubbed against her most sensitive spots, her body twitched and tried to pull away, only to cling tightly and squeeze again. It felt like plunging into a hot mire repeatedly, clouding his vision.  

Having held back for so long, his desire surged, leaving his mind in chaos.  

Like a stallion gripping a mare tightly, he moved his hips roughly. Her soft hands, wandering helplessly, traced his muscular body, adding to his excitement.  

He acted as if mating was his life’s sole purpose. It was an irresistible hole. The more he rubbed against the scorching walls that seemed to devour his c*ck, the more he became dazed.  

If Muriel was the one who had broken him, even becoming a fool felt worth it.  

“Ah, hngh…! Ah, ah…! Aaah!”  

He thrust deeply, layering red marks over old ones. Reaching his peak, Elexion kissed Muriel’s lips, which let out sweet moans, and ej*culated as she clenched around him.  

“X-Xion, hngh! Aaah!”  

Imagining her inner walls smeared with his s*men made his hips tense. Her smooth, white thighs trembled violently.  

Muriel blinked, seemingly startled by his quicker-than-usual climax. Elexion laughed, teasing her small tongue inside her mouth.  

“Hngh? Uh? Hiit! Ah…”  

His c*ck, which had briefly shrunk, swelled again, regaining its rigidity.  

The s*men overflowing inside her belly couldn’t escape, as if corked, and her cervix absorbed it.  

“Muri, isn’t it strange? We’ve mixed our bodies endlessly.”  

“Haaah! Yes, hngh!”  

Muriel wasn’t in a state to listen to Elexion’s words. She was too busy trembling from the sensation of her walls being pushed aside mercilessly.  

“Then why do I keep getting hard like a teenage boy in puberty?”  

“Because of me, hngh! Ahh! Ah! Xion…”  

The size pushing against her insides was overwhelming, bringing tears to her eyes.  

“It’s really strange.”  

Unlike Muriel, who was pale from the relentless pounding against her most sensitive spot, Elexion smiled brightly. He whispered into her ear, where she was panting uncontrollably, saying:  

You’re beautiful, I love you. I want to make you cry more. No, smile for me. Muri…  

The raw confession, accompanied by his rough breathing, made Muriel’s lower abdomen tremble. Just as her body was calming down, his thrusts turned wild again, and his manhood pressed against her flat lower belly without restraint.  

When the gl*ns tore through her tight flesh, splitting it against the bumpy shaft, her body’s fine hairs stood on end. With each thrust, her sensitive spots were pressed and scraped, causing sticky fluids to splatter.  

“Hngh, ahhh! Ah! Hngh… Hiit! Ah! Aaah!”  

Even as Muriel lost her ability to speak, Elexion mercilessly stroked her most sensitive inner spot with his gl*ns. It felt like her brain was being squeezed, with flashes of white light flickering in her vision.  

“X-Xion, I’m going to… Aaah!”  

Even in her incoherent state, Muriel’s delicate body sought him out. Elexion embraced her tightly.  

“Muri.”  

“Hngh!”  

The low voice tickling her ear was enough stimulation to make Muriel’s trembling hips move erratically. Elexion grabbed her b*ttocks firmly, thrusting deeply.  

“I love you.”  

“Ah, ah! Hngh… Aaah!”  

Muriel reached her climax, her cervix releasing fluids that trickled down. Simultaneously, Elexion’s s*men erupted from his urethra.  

It felt as though his love confession had pushed her to climax. How could he ever let go of someone like this?  

With his c*ck still buried inside her, Elexion buried his face in her chest as she teetered on the edge of fainting, inhaling deeply. Her sensual scent filled his nostrils again.  

Tonight, he felt he could sleep peacefully without worrying about Muriel leaving him.