“Uh-huh...”
Erna, who was lying face down on the bed, felt the weight of Callion climbing onto her body. He spread Erna's legs, which were limp and lifeless.
Her lower body, which he had already entered and exited countless times, spread open with a sticky sound. As her legs spread, the opening of her vulva also gaped open. A large hand burrowed beside her and pressed hard against her stomach, which was touching the bed sheet, with its palm.
“Ugh...”
She felt something trickle down. Erna shivered as she realized that it was the semen Callion had poured inside her all night long.
“Carlion. Stop... Sob!”
Before the words to stop could even be finished, Callion's penis thrust into her wet lower region in one swift motion. His member, now accustomed to Erna's insides, reached the tip immediately without any obstruction.
“Uh-huh!”
Erna, who had been lying face down, roughly gripped the bed sheets with her hand. Startled, she briefly lifted her body but soon slumped back onto the bed. A low laugh from Callion was heard from behind. At the sound, Erna’s eyes sharpened.
“You bad... bastard...”
Erna muttered weakly while lying face down. She couldn't tell how many times this had happened already. All she knew was that she had been doing it for a very long time and a lot.
At first, Erna also moved diligently with him. However, the difference in stamina was too great to begin with. By the time their second encounter ended, Erna was already completely exhausted. And Callion was perfectly fine.
“Do you know how much I’ve held back? Do you think it’ll end after just two times?”
She should have known then. That Callion had lost his mind, unable to bear it any longer. Callion continued to act affectionately. He kissed affectionately, caressed affectionately, and gently pushed his body against her. But when it became countless, it was no longer affection.
Erna focused on what belonged to Callion that had entered her body. Callion had said he was good at everything involving the body. But she didn't know that included sleeping together.
He thrust hard only into the spots where Erna had reacted strongly even once, as if he had memorized every single one.
At first, she tried shouting at him to stop, but not long after, Erna ended up clinging to him while sobbing.
“More, more... do more...!”
Every time Callion thrust up, she had to beg. The pleasure he gave addicted Erna.
She didn't feel this good even when she successfully pulled off an incredibly complex and massive magic spell.
'Is this what it feels like to take drugs?'
Her mind went completely blank, and with her gaping mouth unable to close, she let out a beast-like groan.
Erna realized this while working with Callion.
'Why are you doing better?'
Then, she suddenly remembered what Callion had muttered. He said he had read several books while she was lying down. As if he wasn't lying, several books with bookmarks were visible on the bedside table.
Erna had no idea what kind of books they were, but she intended to burn them all once today was over. Especially the book that taught Callion to thrust his hips while caressing her chest with his hands and moving his tongue busily inside her mouth—she would burn it without fail!
Perhaps he didn't like the fact that Erna was slumped over while he was the only one moving. Callion lifted her up from the waist as she lay prone.
Erna staggered several times and nearly fell over again, but she barely managed to stand up. Even so, she looked unsightly with only her buttocks raised.
"Oh no, it's flowing again."
Callion fiddled with the tightly interlocked spot with his fingers and spoke in a scolding tone. He smeared the leaked bodily fluids thickly onto the inside of Erna's thighs with his fingers. It wasn't just the inside of her thighs. Erna's stomach was already covered in dried fluids. It was because of his desire to leave traces on her stomach as well, not content with having poured them inside.
“Hey, I really... can't... do this anymore...”
Erna muttered as she forced strength into her body, which kept threatening to collapse. Her head was spinning. Just as Erna could no longer hold on and was about to fall, Callion grabbed her waist, spun her around, and pulled her into his arms.
“Ugh!”
As he spun around while being bitten, Callion's penis mercilessly scraped the folds of her inner wall. Because of this, Erna reached her climax in one go while still being held.
Callion tightly embraced the limp woman. Her body, drenched in sweat and bodily fluids, clung to him stickily, but that only drove Callion further mad.
However, he also knew very well that he really had to stop now.
It was because there was a concern that doing any more would harm Erna’s body again, which had barely recovered, and because he realized that Erna had been tormented by him without eating anything from evening until dawn.
Callion repeatedly kissed Erna's face as she lay in his arms. The tear stains that had flowed down were completely wiped away beneath his lips. Her face was a mess all over from licking her every time she cried while calling his name.
Finally, still locked together, Callion held Erna tightly in his arms, laid her down on the bed with a regretful look on his face, and slowly pulled his out.
Erna's lower region, which had been sucking on his penis for a long time, could not easily close even after he pulled out. Callion gazed at her lower region and ran his hand over his face. What is the point of pouring so hard when she just keeps dripping out like that?
He covered the exhausted Erna with the blanket rolled up under the wide bed and then headed to the bathroom.
Left alone in bed, Erna was disoriented. Her whole body tingled. Not only the area below, which had continued to accept Callion, but her entire body, which he had bit frantically and licked, trembled with a lingering tingling sensation.
“You... bastard...”
Erna curled up, muttering in a voice mixed with resentment. Even while cursing, she missed the warmth of Callion from a brief distance. Having clung to him as if they were one body for hours, his presence beside her felt natural.
Erna's eyes gradually closed.
'I need to wash up...'
You jerk. Going to the bathroom by yourself?
She thought he might wash up and come out to tidy up. Erna wanted to get up right away and go to the bathroom in her room, but she didn't even have the strength to lift a finger, let alone walk, so she just breathed heavily.
Just then, the sound of the bathroom door bursting open was heard, and Callion approached the bed again.
'Did you finish washing already?'
As Erna was wondering in her fading consciousness, her body was lifted up.
“Ah!”
As she struggled in surprise after being suddenly lifted, Callion lifted her up with all his might.
"Stay still. You're going to fall."
“What? Why suddenly...?”
“Why? You have to wash up. How can you sleep like this?”
Callion lightly picked up Erna and headed to the bathroom. As they entered, a rush of hot steam rushed in. Erna rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked around the bathroom.
“The bathtub is... big.”
Was it tailored to Callion's body? The bathtub Callion used was closer to a public bath than a bathtub. Inside the huge space decorated with colorful tiles, hot water drawn in by magic was rippling.
It was a space wide enough to fit not only Callion alone but also four or five adult men of similar size.
“What? Why is only yours so wide?”
He looked at Erna in disbelief at her grumbling voice.
"Is that important to you right now?"
He, too, grumbled but slowly stepped into the bathtub while holding Erna. The water was just warm enough to feel good. As her whole body was enveloped in warmth accompanied by the splashing sound, Erna involuntarily let out a groan.
Erna's shimmering hair spread out over the water. Callion, having settled into the bath, hugged the floating Erna again and pressed her tightly against his body.
Erna rested her head on Callion's chest and closed her eyes. Then, Callion scooped up water with his hand and washed Erna's face. The still reddened corners of her eyes aroused Callion's lust.
Erna is pretty when she smiles. But when she cried while calling his name, she was truly breathtakingly beautiful.
So Callion made up his mind. If another bastard cries her cry, I'll kill him. Only I have to see this.
Callion moved his hand, thinking that if Erna knew, she would be dumbfounded and ask if he was a child. Now, Erna accepted his hand familiarly.
As his thumb lightly rubbed her lips, she bit his finger gently, just as she had done on the bed, then wrapped her tongue around it and sucked.
"Hey..."
Callion shut his mouth, which was on the verge of swearing. His clueless lower body began to throb again. Callion stared blankly at her lips, sucking on his finger.
What should I do? I want to just swallow it whole right now.
Thinking it was fortunate that it was too big for Erna to swallow, he washed every nook and cranny of Erna's body that he had defiled.
Of course, it was not just a gentle wash. As the hand that had been rubbing the face, ears, and nape of the neck moved down to the chest, it lingered there much more thoroughly and for a longer time than in other places.
Two hands played with the heavy breasts like bread dough. They squeezed them tightly, pushed them up with their palms, and then gently scratched the soft area beneath.
“You...”
Realizing that Callion was teasing her chest, Erna raised her hand as if to tell him to stop and splashed water at him. Suddenly splashed in the face, Callion decided to take revenge. By pulling on the nipple, he could grasp it with his fingertips.
“Haaah!”
Erna curled up in surprise as he pulled her just enough not to hurt. But that did not make Callion back down. He wrapped his legs around her body to prevent her from escaping and dug his fingernails into the tips of her nipples.
Erna's body twitched again in the water.
“Callion, Calli... Ahh!”
Erna, who had been calling his name, collapsed completely. She had reached her climax again in the water.
Callion chuckled and kissed Erna on the lips. Erna, however, pushed his face away with a weak fist, as if she couldn't stand the sight of him.
“I told you not to do that...”
“Sorry. But what can I do? Your face is so pretty when you reach your climax.”
"What..."
Erna collapsed back into his arms as if she had no energy left to speak. Since he truly couldn't torment her any further, Callion decided that he should now sincerely wash her.
His hand washed away the dried semen on her stomach and pressed down hard. At that, white semen gushed out from between her legs. Thinking it was a truly horrible erotic sight, Callion gritted his teeth and continued to wash Erna.
“Callion, beneath you...”
"Yes?"
“Yours... keep poking my ass...”
“...Bear with it. It doesn’t look like it’s going to shrink again.”
Feeling wronged that he could not enter her again, he finished washing Erna's body with a pained expression. Next, he rubbed various parts of her body in warm water to relax her muscles.
Then, suddenly, he got up, put on a bathrobe, and went outside. Without even having time to wonder why he was acting that way, Erna fell asleep right at the end of the bath.
When she opened her eyes again, she was on the couple's bed, not his.
'No wonder it felt cool and refreshing.'
Unlike Callion's bed, where the two had frantically mingled, the bed in the couple's bedroom was clean. Then, Erna caught a delicious scent that tickled the tip of her nose.
"Did you wake up?"
Callion, who was sitting beside her, picked up Erna as she rubbed her eyes. Judging by the pleasant scent emanating from her hair, which still retained some moisture, it appeared that soap had even been applied after she fell asleep.
“Um... what is this?”
“What do you mean? You haven’t eaten yet.”
Erna saw the food piled high on the table and flopped back down onto the bed.
I'm hungry. I'm hungry, but... I didn't have the strength to go to the table. So Erna reached out her arm to Callion and spoke.
“...Callion, feed me.”
Then, Callion stared intently at her. Soon, his thing under the bathrobe could be seen rising rapidly. At the sight, Erna made a pained face and muttered.
“Not that, you crazy bastard...”
Callion chuckled, then picked up Erna and sat on the sofa next to the table.
'What would be good?'
Callion, who had been contemplating while looking at the table, picked up a slice of orange cut into bite-sized pieces and put it into Erna's mouth. Because even the white pith had been completely removed, it burst with sour juice inside Erna's mouth.
Erna was thirsty and exhausted, but as the cool, sweet, and sour thing went down, she leaned her face forward as if asking for more. Callion dutifully picked up another orange and placed it in Erna's mouth. Doing this, he felt like a mother bird. Of course, a mother bird wouldn't lust after being in her arms, though.
As he put food in her mouth a few more times, Erna gradually regained her strength. Just as Callion was staring intently at her, wondering if she would say thank you or kiss him again after wiping the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand, Erna opened her mouth.
“Come to think of it, is the Marquis of Carnarvon still alive these days? What about the envoy supposed to be coming from Havand? How is the work on the ruins going? I needed to check the documents, but I couldn't because of you, so please tell me quickly.”
“...Is work the first thing you do as soon as you come to your senses?”
Callion looked resentfully at Erna's lips as she spat out words that left not even the slightest trace of affection.
It can't be helped. This is just the kind of person her wife is. Maybe that's why he likes her even more.
Erna, who was lying face down on the bed, felt the weight of Callion climbing onto her body. He spread Erna's legs, which were limp and lifeless.
Her lower body, which he had already entered and exited countless times, spread open with a sticky sound. As her legs spread, the opening of her vulva also gaped open. A large hand burrowed beside her and pressed hard against her stomach, which was touching the bed sheet, with its palm.
“Ugh...”
She felt something trickle down. Erna shivered as she realized that it was the semen Callion had poured inside her all night long.
“Carlion. Stop... Sob!”
Before the words to stop could even be finished, Callion's penis thrust into her wet lower region in one swift motion. His member, now accustomed to Erna's insides, reached the tip immediately without any obstruction.
“Uh-huh!”
Erna, who had been lying face down, roughly gripped the bed sheets with her hand. Startled, she briefly lifted her body but soon slumped back onto the bed. A low laugh from Callion was heard from behind. At the sound, Erna’s eyes sharpened.
“You bad... bastard...”
Erna muttered weakly while lying face down. She couldn't tell how many times this had happened already. All she knew was that she had been doing it for a very long time and a lot.
At first, Erna also moved diligently with him. However, the difference in stamina was too great to begin with. By the time their second encounter ended, Erna was already completely exhausted. And Callion was perfectly fine.
“Do you know how much I’ve held back? Do you think it’ll end after just two times?”
She should have known then. That Callion had lost his mind, unable to bear it any longer. Callion continued to act affectionately. He kissed affectionately, caressed affectionately, and gently pushed his body against her. But when it became countless, it was no longer affection.
Erna focused on what belonged to Callion that had entered her body. Callion had said he was good at everything involving the body. But she didn't know that included sleeping together.
He thrust hard only into the spots where Erna had reacted strongly even once, as if he had memorized every single one.
At first, she tried shouting at him to stop, but not long after, Erna ended up clinging to him while sobbing.
“More, more... do more...!”
Every time Callion thrust up, she had to beg. The pleasure he gave addicted Erna.
She didn't feel this good even when she successfully pulled off an incredibly complex and massive magic spell.
'Is this what it feels like to take drugs?'
Her mind went completely blank, and with her gaping mouth unable to close, she let out a beast-like groan.
Erna realized this while working with Callion.
'Why are you doing better?'
Then, she suddenly remembered what Callion had muttered. He said he had read several books while she was lying down. As if he wasn't lying, several books with bookmarks were visible on the bedside table.
Erna had no idea what kind of books they were, but she intended to burn them all once today was over. Especially the book that taught Callion to thrust his hips while caressing her chest with his hands and moving his tongue busily inside her mouth—she would burn it without fail!
Perhaps he didn't like the fact that Erna was slumped over while he was the only one moving. Callion lifted her up from the waist as she lay prone.
Erna staggered several times and nearly fell over again, but she barely managed to stand up. Even so, she looked unsightly with only her buttocks raised.
"Oh no, it's flowing again."
Callion fiddled with the tightly interlocked spot with his fingers and spoke in a scolding tone. He smeared the leaked bodily fluids thickly onto the inside of Erna's thighs with his fingers. It wasn't just the inside of her thighs. Erna's stomach was already covered in dried fluids. It was because of his desire to leave traces on her stomach as well, not content with having poured them inside.
“Hey, I really... can't... do this anymore...”
Erna muttered as she forced strength into her body, which kept threatening to collapse. Her head was spinning. Just as Erna could no longer hold on and was about to fall, Callion grabbed her waist, spun her around, and pulled her into his arms.
“Ugh!”
As he spun around while being bitten, Callion's penis mercilessly scraped the folds of her inner wall. Because of this, Erna reached her climax in one go while still being held.
Callion tightly embraced the limp woman. Her body, drenched in sweat and bodily fluids, clung to him stickily, but that only drove Callion further mad.
However, he also knew very well that he really had to stop now.
It was because there was a concern that doing any more would harm Erna’s body again, which had barely recovered, and because he realized that Erna had been tormented by him without eating anything from evening until dawn.
Callion repeatedly kissed Erna's face as she lay in his arms. The tear stains that had flowed down were completely wiped away beneath his lips. Her face was a mess all over from licking her every time she cried while calling his name.
Finally, still locked together, Callion held Erna tightly in his arms, laid her down on the bed with a regretful look on his face, and slowly pulled his out.
Erna's lower region, which had been sucking on his penis for a long time, could not easily close even after he pulled out. Callion gazed at her lower region and ran his hand over his face. What is the point of pouring so hard when she just keeps dripping out like that?
He covered the exhausted Erna with the blanket rolled up under the wide bed and then headed to the bathroom.
Left alone in bed, Erna was disoriented. Her whole body tingled. Not only the area below, which had continued to accept Callion, but her entire body, which he had bit frantically and licked, trembled with a lingering tingling sensation.
“You... bastard...”
Erna curled up, muttering in a voice mixed with resentment. Even while cursing, she missed the warmth of Callion from a brief distance. Having clung to him as if they were one body for hours, his presence beside her felt natural.
Erna's eyes gradually closed.
'I need to wash up...'
You jerk. Going to the bathroom by yourself?
She thought he might wash up and come out to tidy up. Erna wanted to get up right away and go to the bathroom in her room, but she didn't even have the strength to lift a finger, let alone walk, so she just breathed heavily.
Just then, the sound of the bathroom door bursting open was heard, and Callion approached the bed again.
'Did you finish washing already?'
As Erna was wondering in her fading consciousness, her body was lifted up.
“Ah!”
As she struggled in surprise after being suddenly lifted, Callion lifted her up with all his might.
"Stay still. You're going to fall."
“What? Why suddenly...?”
“Why? You have to wash up. How can you sleep like this?”
Callion lightly picked up Erna and headed to the bathroom. As they entered, a rush of hot steam rushed in. Erna rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked around the bathroom.
“The bathtub is... big.”
Was it tailored to Callion's body? The bathtub Callion used was closer to a public bath than a bathtub. Inside the huge space decorated with colorful tiles, hot water drawn in by magic was rippling.
It was a space wide enough to fit not only Callion alone but also four or five adult men of similar size.
“What? Why is only yours so wide?”
He looked at Erna in disbelief at her grumbling voice.
"Is that important to you right now?"
He, too, grumbled but slowly stepped into the bathtub while holding Erna. The water was just warm enough to feel good. As her whole body was enveloped in warmth accompanied by the splashing sound, Erna involuntarily let out a groan.
Erna's shimmering hair spread out over the water. Callion, having settled into the bath, hugged the floating Erna again and pressed her tightly against his body.
Erna rested her head on Callion's chest and closed her eyes. Then, Callion scooped up water with his hand and washed Erna's face. The still reddened corners of her eyes aroused Callion's lust.
Erna is pretty when she smiles. But when she cried while calling his name, she was truly breathtakingly beautiful.
So Callion made up his mind. If another bastard cries her cry, I'll kill him. Only I have to see this.
Callion moved his hand, thinking that if Erna knew, she would be dumbfounded and ask if he was a child. Now, Erna accepted his hand familiarly.
As his thumb lightly rubbed her lips, she bit his finger gently, just as she had done on the bed, then wrapped her tongue around it and sucked.
"Hey..."
Callion shut his mouth, which was on the verge of swearing. His clueless lower body began to throb again. Callion stared blankly at her lips, sucking on his finger.
What should I do? I want to just swallow it whole right now.
Thinking it was fortunate that it was too big for Erna to swallow, he washed every nook and cranny of Erna's body that he had defiled.
Of course, it was not just a gentle wash. As the hand that had been rubbing the face, ears, and nape of the neck moved down to the chest, it lingered there much more thoroughly and for a longer time than in other places.
Two hands played with the heavy breasts like bread dough. They squeezed them tightly, pushed them up with their palms, and then gently scratched the soft area beneath.
“You...”
Realizing that Callion was teasing her chest, Erna raised her hand as if to tell him to stop and splashed water at him. Suddenly splashed in the face, Callion decided to take revenge. By pulling on the nipple, he could grasp it with his fingertips.
“Haaah!”
Erna curled up in surprise as he pulled her just enough not to hurt. But that did not make Callion back down. He wrapped his legs around her body to prevent her from escaping and dug his fingernails into the tips of her nipples.
Erna's body twitched again in the water.
“Callion, Calli... Ahh!”
Erna, who had been calling his name, collapsed completely. She had reached her climax again in the water.
Callion chuckled and kissed Erna on the lips. Erna, however, pushed his face away with a weak fist, as if she couldn't stand the sight of him.
“I told you not to do that...”
“Sorry. But what can I do? Your face is so pretty when you reach your climax.”
"What..."
Erna collapsed back into his arms as if she had no energy left to speak. Since he truly couldn't torment her any further, Callion decided that he should now sincerely wash her.
His hand washed away the dried semen on her stomach and pressed down hard. At that, white semen gushed out from between her legs. Thinking it was a truly horrible erotic sight, Callion gritted his teeth and continued to wash Erna.
“Callion, beneath you...”
"Yes?"
“Yours... keep poking my ass...”
“...Bear with it. It doesn’t look like it’s going to shrink again.”
Feeling wronged that he could not enter her again, he finished washing Erna's body with a pained expression. Next, he rubbed various parts of her body in warm water to relax her muscles.
Then, suddenly, he got up, put on a bathrobe, and went outside. Without even having time to wonder why he was acting that way, Erna fell asleep right at the end of the bath.
When she opened her eyes again, she was on the couple's bed, not his.
'No wonder it felt cool and refreshing.'
Unlike Callion's bed, where the two had frantically mingled, the bed in the couple's bedroom was clean. Then, Erna caught a delicious scent that tickled the tip of her nose.
"Did you wake up?"
Callion, who was sitting beside her, picked up Erna as she rubbed her eyes. Judging by the pleasant scent emanating from her hair, which still retained some moisture, it appeared that soap had even been applied after she fell asleep.
“Um... what is this?”
“What do you mean? You haven’t eaten yet.”
Erna saw the food piled high on the table and flopped back down onto the bed.
I'm hungry. I'm hungry, but... I didn't have the strength to go to the table. So Erna reached out her arm to Callion and spoke.
“...Callion, feed me.”
Then, Callion stared intently at her. Soon, his thing under the bathrobe could be seen rising rapidly. At the sight, Erna made a pained face and muttered.
“Not that, you crazy bastard...”
Callion chuckled, then picked up Erna and sat on the sofa next to the table.
'What would be good?'
Callion, who had been contemplating while looking at the table, picked up a slice of orange cut into bite-sized pieces and put it into Erna's mouth. Because even the white pith had been completely removed, it burst with sour juice inside Erna's mouth.
Erna was thirsty and exhausted, but as the cool, sweet, and sour thing went down, she leaned her face forward as if asking for more. Callion dutifully picked up another orange and placed it in Erna's mouth. Doing this, he felt like a mother bird. Of course, a mother bird wouldn't lust after being in her arms, though.
As he put food in her mouth a few more times, Erna gradually regained her strength. Just as Callion was staring intently at her, wondering if she would say thank you or kiss him again after wiping the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand, Erna opened her mouth.
“Come to think of it, is the Marquis of Carnarvon still alive these days? What about the envoy supposed to be coming from Havand? How is the work on the ruins going? I needed to check the documents, but I couldn't because of you, so please tell me quickly.”
“...Is work the first thing you do as soon as you come to your senses?”
Callion looked resentfully at Erna's lips as she spat out words that left not even the slightest trace of affection.
It can't be helped. This is just the kind of person her wife is. Maybe that's why he likes her even more.
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