TGDHW - Chapter 36🔞🔞

"...What?"

By the time Erna, who had been lying limp and gasping for breath from the continuous stimulation, understood the meaning of what he had said, it was already too late.

“Hey! Wait a minute...!”

Callion's lips suddenly bit her breast. She had never once imagined in her life that anyone would bite her breast like this. Especially not if it were Callion!

Erna desperately tried to push away Callion's head resting on her chest. But the moment a warm, wet tongue wrapped around the tip of her breast, she was unable to do anything, just as she had been rubbed there a moment ago.

“Ah, uh, hmmm!”

Every time Callion's tongue sucked on the soft flesh inside his mouth, Erna writhed wildly. Chup, chup. Hearing the lewd sounds of the wet flesh being sucked, she lost her senses even more.

“Ah, don't, uh, stop! Ah! Ugh!”

She couldn't even utter a short word properly because her breath was gasping. Then, Erna realized it herself. That her voice was getting increasingly strange. Erna twisted her body desperately. Because of this, Callion let go of her chest.

Erna seized the opportunity and quickly moved her hand. The moment she formed magical letters in the air, Callion grabbed her wrist. However, the letters were already complete, and Erna infused them with magic.

With a bright light, the completed magic was cast. Callion gritted his teeth, bracing himself for the shock that was about to befall him. However, contrary to his expectations, nothing happened to him. He looked at the magic shining by his bedside. Nothing had changed. Then, what on earth was this magic for?

As if noticing Callion's doubt, Erna stammered.

“I’m making sure the noise outside isn’t heard!”

This place, too, was a bedroom built for a married couple. Therefore, it must have been designed to prevent sounds from inside from being heard outside, protecting the room's occupants' private time. Even so, Erna could not feel at ease. Hadn't she unintentionally let out a loud noise just moments ago? If even a tiny bit of that sound were to leak out and someone were to hear it...

Then Callion said while holding her wrist.

“The fact that you only blocked the sound... does that mean you don't dislike it?”

“Wait, why is it interpreted that way?”

“If you didn’t like it, wouldn’t I have been the first to get fired?”

“...”

Erna could not find a word to refute Callion's words. Come to think of it, he was right. If she truly hated it, she would have hurled a fireball at Callion without the slightest hesitation. But just moments ago, instead of attacking, she had merely prevented the sound from escaping.

“Then even now...!”

Erna thought about trying to send Callion flying, but her hand, which was about to draw a magic formula, was caught by Callion and could not move any further. The moment their eyes met, a chill ran down Erna's spine. He was silently staring intently at her. An unknown desire flickered beyond his deep blue eyes.

Erna recognized a similar look.  She had seen it before, in the eyes of a beast she had found in a cage when she once apprehended a poacher. That look of thoroughly searching its prey to devour it. Its demeanor was cautious and elegant, yet it seemed ready to swallow it whole at the slightest opening.

I get eaten.

Erna was dumbfounded by what she felt. To eat me? That couldn't be true.

At that moment, as if answering her thoughts, he pounced on Erna. As her body, small compared to Callion's, collapsed onto the bed, he greedily bit her breasts again, which had been his just moments before. His tongue moved even more freely than before.

Callion could not regain his composure. Erna did not dislike him. The moment he realized this, it felt as though the last remaining wall within him had crumbled. As soon as he knew he was allowed to want more, he sought what his instincts craved.

His mouth sucked on her breast like a child seeking milk, while his other hand gently grasped her breast. Then, he placed her nipple between his fingers and rubbed it.

“Hwaa, ah!”

Every time he moved, Erna also writhed. He could feel her movements vividly through his body, covering her. Meanwhile, Callion realized a throbbing pain rising up from beneath him. And also the fact that his own was growing larger.

Callion was so dumbfounded that he felt like laughing.

Although he couldn't tell anyone, when he first decided to have a successor with Erna, his biggest worry was that his own wouldn't respond to her at all.

He had never really harbored lust for a woman in his life. Moreover, it wasn't just that he felt nothing for her; she was someone he disliked out of the ordinary. It was clear that it wouldn't be easy for both of them to get intimate safely. To use the vulgar phrase Cedric often used, what would he do if it didn't get hard?

He didn't have even a shred of desire for Erna to acknowledge his biological masculinity, but that didn't mean he wanted to hear her ask, "It won't get hard?" Callion absolutely had no intention of showing her any weakness. It was obvious she would use it as a weakness to mock him every single day.

So he had been extremely nervous, but now he felt a sense of emptiness realizing that all the tension and worry he had harbored were useless.

Without opening his mouth, he began to undress himself with his other hand. Undressing was not easy because their bodies were pressed so tightly together. He could have easily removed his clothes if he had pulled away, but Callion disliked being apart even for that brief moment, so he continued to move with his face buried.

As the strap came undone and his lower garments slipped down, what had been rising from beneath his clothes sprang out. Callion immediately pressed his body against her again.

“Hmph!”

Erna gasped in surprise as the fully erect thing touched between her legs.

“Hey, wait, hold on. What’s down there right now!”

At Erna's voice, which sounded as if she were about to suffocate, Callion swallowed his disappointment and raised his head.

"Are you asking because you don't know? Or do you want to confirm?"

Erna wanted to shout, "Neither of them!" but she couldn't let a sound out of her mouth.

She wasn't mistaken.

The mass of flesh currently rubbing between her legs was so huge that the mere touch sent shivers down her spine. As expected, she hadn't seen it wrong before.

Now, Callion's hands began to undress Erna, not his. The nightgown, which was more like something draped over her than actually worn, slid down her body. With her chest and shoulders fully exposed, his hands moved downwards. Pulling the nightgown, which was still wrapped around her legs, up to her waist, he slipped his hand into her underwear.

“Hey! You! Where are you going!”

Even though she knew that it couldn't be done without taking them off, Erna had no choice but to stop him. However, as if he couldn't hear her at all, Callion hooked his fingers into her underwear and pulled them down without hesitation.

“...!”

Callion pulled down her underwear with such speed, as if he had done nothing but this his entire life. As if not satisfied with just pulling them down moderately, he stripped them completely past the ankles, as if to say they wouldn't get in the way, and tossed them beside the bed. Then, before Erna could even regain her senses, his two hands grabbed her knees and spread them wide apart.

“Aaaah!”

Erna finally let out a shrill scream. No one could remain in their right mind in a situation where their legs were spread wide open in front of others. Hearing Erna's cry, Callion stopped moving. Then he looked at her again. Erna watched his chest rise and fall roughly. Then she slowly moved her gaze downward. And the moment her eyes landed on his lower body...

"Oh, my god..."

Erna searched for a god in her heart whom she did not even believe in.

Looking at it up close with a clear mind, she realized it. As expected, this was not a size that could fit inside her body. Erna regretted having thought she would take what belonged to Callion. It wasn't an eggplant. That was a baguette. And whatever it was, it was not something she could accept.

Her mind went blank. At the same time, fear washed over her. It was going to hurt. And brutally so. Besides, it didn't seem like Callion would go easy on her.

Erna's eyes turned red.

She scared.

“Phew....”

Callion briefly let go of the hand gripping her knee and ran his hand over his face. His own was swollen to a size and hardness he had never seen before. Perhaps because of this, he also felt a throbbing pain he had never experienced before.

Even though no one had taught him, Callion grabbed his and brought it to Erna's spread-open lower body. Squeak. As his touch her heavily wet lower body, the tightly closed pink flesh parted with an obscene sound.

Gulp. His throat ached just from swallowing dry saliva. He could clearly feel that his entire body was intensely aroused and sensitive. And precisely because he had become so sensitive, everything felt all too vivid. Especially right now, the inside of Erna, who was biting the tip of his, was making his mind boil.

Erna's entire body was soft and warm. So, even though he thought he was going crazy, he couldn't stop touching her. In fact, when he bit her breast, he thought there couldn't be any softer than this. And now. Callion couldn't help but laugh at his past self.

He looked at where his gaze was meeting. With every rough breath he let out, the tip of his penis ever so slightly inserted and withdrew its head from the gap in Erna's flesh.

"Ha..."

Something wet, soft, and warm. A rough craving he had never felt before enveloped him. He felt as though he would never be satisfied unless he savored every single sensation he felt beneath him right now. Callion gripped Erna's waist tightly with both hands.

It was an instinctive action to allow him to thrust his thing in deeper and harder.

It was the upper chest he had been sucking on, so he had no idea why the lower part was wet. It was the moment he was about to tighten her waist, imagining the pleasure he was about to taste.

“H-don't do that.”

He heard Erna's trembling voice. However, he tried his best to pretend he hadn't heard it. He had promised to stop immediately if she showed any dislike. But it was absurd to stop after leaving her like this; it would have been better if he hadn't known. Callion tightened his grip on Erna's waist, ensuring she could not escape his grasp no matter how much she struggled.

Callion thought seriously.

Wouldn't it be okay just the way it is?

If the sensations connected to all this pleasure are due to the monster's poison, wouldn't it be all right for him to live with this poison for the rest of his life? Because then he would be able to experience this maddening feeling every time.

His penis, with its tip bitten, twitched as if it could no longer hold back. All he had to do now was thrust his hips upward. It was the moment Callion was about to move, thinking this.

“H-don't do that... Callion.”

He froze right there at the sound of Erna calling his name.

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