“!?”

Ansandra had seen Lucy’s p.u.s.s.y, but seeing that part of a woman she had barely met left her unsure where to look.

“That’s enough, Naja. Move back.”

Naja looked up at Lorent in protest, but once she knew he was not going to change his mind, she nodded in resignation and looked back at Ansandra once more. She gave the girl a mocking look and produced an obscenely wet sound while spitting out the object filling her mouth.

“!?”

The woman smugly watched the virgin princess’s eyes widen in shock as the glistening rod of flesh gradually left her red lips.

“Heh heh.”

Naja laughed at her rival in the compet.i.tion over the single c.o.c.k. Once the p.e.n.i.s fully left her mouth, she leaned back and took a deep breath.

The flesh rod sprang upwards.

The thick and clearly-shaped c.o.c.k was perfectly matched to Lorent’s large yet well-proportioned body. Ansandra instinctively understood what it was.

(Th-that is his symbol of masculinity?)

She had left her home to be wed, so some of the older court ladies had casually given her some s.e.xual knowledge. But seeing one for herself frightened her.

(It’s big. It’s too big. Is that really supposed to go inside me…?)

As Ansandra stared at that unbelievable sight, Naja continued to kneel at the man’s feet, held the glistening p.e.n.i.s in both hands, and lovingly rubbed her cheek against it.

“Your Majesty, please let me have this before you take the new girl. I’ll go crazy if you make me wait~”

Lorent smiled bitterly at her sweet-voiced plea and he rubbed her red hair as he answered.

“I’m always showing you my love, so have some patience. Today I must tame this girl and have her fall for me.”

“You’re so mean!”

Naja wrinkled her nose and protested, but she obediently let go of Lorent’s p.e.n.i.s.

When she stood up, she turned out to be surprisingly short. She was only as tall as Ansandra, if not a little shorter. But she had a healthy body full to bursting with vitality, her shoulders were broader, and her entire body was thicker front to back.

Her voluptuous naked body was flushed with l.u.s.t and Ansandra through she looked like the pretty but ill-tempered cats that lived in the jungles of the southern kingdom of Ranchero.

“I’ll let Her Majesty the Queen have you today, but don’t forget to make up for this later.”

Naja placed plenty of sarcasm in the t.i.tle “Her Majesty the Queen” and her sand-colored eyes swept across Ansandra’s body.

Then she straightened her own back as if to show off her ample b.r.e.a.s.t.s and angrily walked out of the audience chamber while making sure to jiggle the b.u.t.t swelling out below her slender waist.

Glistening love juices dripped down her thick and muscular inner thighs. This should have been shameful for a woman, so her bold behavior was incomprehensible to Ansandra.

“Dominic. I have no need for you today either. I will be busy with my bride.”

After receiving her master’s instructions, that mistress elegantly and politely bowed just like a consummate government official.

“That girl is an enemy, so who knows how she might be plotting to harm you. I apologize, but I would prefer to remain by your side.”

“Do as you wish.”

Lorent smiled bitterly at her stiff way of speaking and gave his approval without showing any real displeasure.

Then he looked at Ansandra again.

“Sorry about the wait, my bride. We have never met before and we are only marrying for the sake of our kingdoms. We have no love for each other now, but love can be built.”

“Love can be built?”

Hearing this man speak of love felt like an insult to the G.o.ddess of love.

“Yes, we can start building love between us with an act meant for husband and wife.”

The dangerous man slowly walked over in the nude and with his p.e.n.i.s erect.

Ansandra was overwhelmed by instinctual fear and she tried to run away.

But Lorent noticed, so he swiftly grabbed the fleeing lamb’s left wrist and pulled her into his chest.

“What are you doing? This is cruel!”

Ansandra struggled, but she could not gather any strength as he embraced her slender shoulders and pulled her up onto her toes.

Lorent whispered coldheartedly into her ear.

“I hate virgins. All they do is wail and they are so boringly identical. A woman suited to be a king’s pillow must be like an offering to a G.o.d: familiar with men and able to pleasure and soothe him. Only then can we achieve equal pleasure. That is the sign of a woman fit for a king.”

“Then go find a woman like that. Don’t get me involved.”

Ansandra’s usual elegance was gone as she struggled like any young girl, but there was nothing she could do.

“That I can’t do, Princess of Clanaria. To me, you are as great a treasure as a mountain of gold. Domos’s future greatly depends on you.”

Lorent moved his face in close.

Ansandra lowered her head to escape, but that brought his glistening manhood into view.

“No.”

When she quickly raised her head to drive that sinister thing from view, he grabbed her slender chin and stole her lips.

Her large blue eyes opened in surprise and she realized how an herbivore must feel when caught by a carnivore without warning. There was nothing she could do. She would be devoured.

Lorent brushed up Ansandra’s bangs and licked across her lips before pinching her upper lip between his lips. Then he went for a full kiss. Their mouths opened and pressed together in a deep kiss where they inhaled each other’s breaths.

It was powerful, supple, and arousing. He seemed to know exactly what to do. His tongue moved every which way. He was far more skilled and wild than Lucy, who (thinking back) had been somewhat awkward.

(Ahh, why…? This forced kiss feels so good.)

She had only just met him, so she of course felt no love for him. In fact, he scared her and made her tremble, but she felt strength leaving her body as he kissed her.

“Nn, nn, mhh…”

Ansandra fell into a daze as she let him kiss her, but then she sensed Dominic’s gaze on her cheek.

That brilliant woman still kept any expression from her face, but a light of crazed jealousy burned in her deep green eyes.

When she noticed that, the girl felt an odd joy and sense of superiority in her chest.

It was a long kiss, but after he seemed to have licked across every bit of her mouth, it finally ended.

“…Phew.”

Once her lips were released, her extreme s.e.xual arousal and oxygen deprivation left Ansandra dizzy.

She almost collapsed on the spot, but the man’s arms embraced her.

She had never known being held to a man’s chest could be so calming, so she entrusted herself to this first experience with the opposite s.e.x.

(Ahh, what will happen if I entrust everything to this man?)

Her maiden’s heart was intoxicated by the surrounding masculine aroma and Lorent responded by kissing her neck, placing her lips on her collarbone, and smelling her hair.

“You smell lovely.”

The fragrant scent of the virgin girl’s slender nape mixed with the perfume the maids had prepared for their precious princess in the bath and the combined aroma tickled at the man’s nose with a fairy-like elegance. Lorent seemed entranced as he licked up her white neck and bit her ear.

“Ahhh.”

Ansandra gave a sensual sigh and found her dress had been undone on the back.

The red silk dress fell from her body and to the floor.

Her seductive lingerie came into view. The seamless stockings, strapless bra, garter belt, and corset emphasized her juvenile figure.

But she wore no panties. She blushed at having that embarra.s.sing fact revealed.

“I see Dominic teased you. Not to worry. It’s a nice view.”

Ansandra had feared he would mock her for being a s.l.u.t when he saw her lack of panties, so his unexpectedly kind words tugged at her heart and she had to frantically restrain herself by asking a question.

“I have a question.”

“What is it?”

Lorent’s black eyes faced Ansandra’s blue ones at close range.

“What is your ambition and your dream? From what you said earlier, it isn’t the destruction of Clanaria.”

“…”

After an oppressive silence, Lorent smiled and answered.

“I see. So you aren’t completely brainless. Fine then. I shall tell you. I wish to unify the continent.”

“Unify the continent…”

She had half expected this. What other dream would this idiot of a conqueror have?

The continent had once had as many as 150 kingdoms in it, but they had been culled down to about 50. Those kingdoms fought battle after battle while repeatedly conquering, usurping, or rebuilding, but none of them had yet managed to unify the entire continent.

The Ralfint Kingdom had come close long ago, but there was no sign of it now.

“That’s ridiculous…”

Lorent smiled at Ansandra’s comment.

“It is entirely possible with your cooperation. With the military might of Domos and the economic might of Clanaria, the world will be mine.”

“And what do you accomplish by unifying the continent? You would only be satisfying your own pride.”

He would rule the furthest reaches of the world. Only a conqueror would want that honor. The citizens and soldiers obeying him would care more about their own wives and children.

And it would take significant effort to rule all that conquered land.

The Ralfint Kingdom had conquered the eastern side of the continent and built up a large territory, but they had ultimately failed to unite the continent.

“That’s right. I simply want to do it. I know I can do it. It might ultimately change the world and it might not. Either way, I will rule the continent. And I am making you my wife, so you hold the same dream. I am giving you the honor of being the queen of the first king to unify the continent. You should rejoice.”

What was he saying? Ansandra’s home was Clanaria.

Her father, her mother, her sister, and her friends were all there. How could she rejoice in helping destroy that kingdom?

She froze in place like she was facing down a monster and Lorent suddenly grabbed his sword.

“That’s in the way.”

Removing her delicate lingerie must have been too much of an effort because he swung the st.u.r.dy sword.

“Eek!”

Ansandra tensed up because she had not expected him to aim the sword her way.

He cut the connection between the two cups covering her b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

The bra fell away.

“Ah.”

That final remnant of her underwear floated down like a feather.

Having been stripped bare by a sword strike, Ansandra stared down at her own body.

The st.u.r.dy sword’s wind pressure had frightened her, but her soft skin was impressively free of injury.

She breathed a sigh of relief, her hips gave out, and she slumped down to the floor.

This brought his sinister-looking c.o.c.k right in front of her face, so she quickly looked the other way.

“Heh heh heh… How cute.”

Lorent laughed bitterly, crouched down to look her in the eye, and then pushed her onto her back.

“Wh-what are you-…?”

She tried to resist, but she was helplessly laid down on the red carpet.

Lorent viewed her body from the top of her head to the tips of her toes.

“A splendid body. Was Clanaria raising you to be a diplomatic trump card at some point?”

“P-please…don’t look…”

Ansandra blushed, closed her eyes, and tried to hide her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and crotch with her hands, but Lorent’s hands were too fast for her. They surrounded her small but firm b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

Her b.r.e.a.s.t.s paled in comparison to adults like Dominic, Naja, Lucy, and Virginia, but it was not that she had nothing there. The small areolae and lovely nipples stuck out about right for a girl of her age.

“Your skin feels nice.”

Her fine skin was of the utmost quality. Not even silk was as smooth.

Entranced by the softness of her skin, Lorent groped the entirety of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

Ansandra could not fight his masculine strength and simply let him do as he wished.

“Uuh…”

When his fingertips touched her nipples, a tremor ran through her body and her voice escaped her lips.

“They feel magnificent. I will turn you into a wonderful woman, like I am polis.h.i.+ng a jewel.”

Lorent stroked her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers with a mocking smile on his lips, but then he grabbed her left hand, pulled off the long pink glove, and stared at her bared hand.

“Such small hands. Almost like a doll.”

He licked her palm and lifted the arm above her head.

He stuck his face into her defenselessly exposed armpit and licked it.

“Ah…?”

Ansandra had not expected this and jumped in surprise.

But the man-eating wolf continued tasting the lamb.

“Ahh…nn? Ahh, no…nn…”

He continued his thorough ma.s.sage of her small nipple while licking her armpit, so sweet and longing breaths escaped her mouth against her will.

Next, he lifted her right arm and licked that armpit as well. He also pinched her nipple which had grown hard and erect.

“Ahhhh…”

Ansandra trembled like an electric current had run through her.

“Heh. You might be a Clanarian princess and you might try to act proud, but a woman is a woman.”

While sneering at her, the man placed the other nipple in his mouth and licked it.

“Ee, no, ahh…”

Ansandra shook from the sensuality a.s.saulting her.

When Lucy had attacked her, she had trusted the woman and not minded too much. When Dominic had teased her, it had simply been humiliating. So with Lorent now, she decided she only had to bear with the humiliation, but within that humiliation, she felt a part of herself beginning to succ.u.mb and that frightened her.

(This man scares me. He really does, but that’s only because I’m trying to defy him. I just have to give in. If I offer him my body and soul, no man could be more comforting.)

As her womanly instincts whispered that to her, her heart tried to give into the temptation. That frightened her.

Whether he knew of her worries or not, Lorent took turns pinching and sucking at her nipples. His caress was thorough. It was even more pa.s.sionate and stronger than Lucy’s.

She was embarra.s.sed how close she was to succ.u.mbing to the burning sensuality, but she could not resist the carnal temptation and a sweet voice escaped her.

“Ahhh…♪ Ahhn♪”

Lorent began playing with her nipples even more strongly and Ansandra arched her back as if holding her nipples out to him.

“Ahh, why? Why do my…nipples feel so…good! My nipples feel…too good…ahhhhh.”

Ansandra breathed heated breaths, her mind fogged over, and she had no idea what she was doing. She was only aware of the s.e.x juices building up in her v.a.g.i.n.a. The dying fire lit by Dominic earlier might have been reignited.

And it burned through something inside her.

“Ahhhhhhhh!!”

The lovely girl with white silky skin convulsed on the carpet.

Her mind went blank for a moment and, when her vision returned, she found Lorent’s hand gently stroking her cheek.

“Heh. You already came? That doll-like face seems to be hiding quite the s.l.u.t.”

Ansandra was dumbfounded.

(I-I…came just from my nipples? He made me…c.u.m?)

As she basked in the afterglow of her forced nipple climax, Lorent lifted up her legs.

“This isn’t over yet. I’ll be having a lot more fun with you.”

“Eh!?”

It was finally happening. She could tell she was about to be violated. She was prepared.

(He can defile my body, but he can’t defile my heart.)

She had a strong-willed pride, but the man’s actions surpa.s.sed the girl’s imagination.

After lifting her legs, he tore off her tights and sucked at her toes.

(Wh-what is he doing…?)

She had never imagined this hopeful conqueror would lick a woman’s toes.

(That’s dirty…)

But at the same time, seeing him desperately sucking at her toes filled her with a different form of arousal.

(He’s trying to win me over…so he’s working so hard to lick my toes… Yes, he’s serious. He’s seriously trying to seduce me.)

This made that all too clear. And once she realized that, the n.o.ble princess’s heart filled with an odd sense of superiority rather than embarra.s.sment.

This man dreamed of conquering the central plain, but that was the dream of an ignorant child. Anyone who looked at reality would give up.

The continent’s powerful kingdoms were always fighting wars, but those were only meant to maintain one’s pride or steal riches or land.

And yet this man honestly intended to conquer the continent via military might.

(That is a path paved with untold blood, tears, and resentment. And unifying the continent will not necessarily bring peace. It might split apart almost immediately.)

Ansandra had been interested in politics since she was little, so she knew just how meaningless a unified kingdom was.

She thought it was more worthwhile for individuals to work toward their own good fortune and wealth.

War produced nothing. It only consumed a.s.sets and manpower.

But here was a fool who had convinced himself that ridiculous dream was realistic and who was working toward accomplis.h.i.+ng it.

He was older than her. He had great physical and muscular strength. If he wanted to, he could strangle her to death right now. And he was a dangerous man who had in fact killed many.

She knew that, but she found him oddly adorable.

He was willing to lick a girl’s feet if it would make that dream a reality. If possible, she wanted to grant him that dream.

Was it her maternal instincts that briefly allowed that feeling to sprout in her heart?

But she knew the reality of the situation. With Domos’s current strength as a kingdom, attacking the central plain would be suicide.

While it was true he had destroyed two kingdoms and brought them to their knees, those had both been remote kingdoms. They were nothing like the central plain’s great kingdom of Clanaria.

But if he could permanently conquer Clanaria, his ambition would become much more realistic.

(He needs my cooperation to make that happen. Yes, this man’s ambitious dream is reliant on me.)

She had never felt greater delight.

As that wicked joy gradually, gradually dissolved into her body, Lorent licked all ten of her toes, between the toes, and even underneath her pink sh.e.l.l-like nails. Then he kissed the bottom of her feet, her heel, and her ankle. He finally kissed her calf.

(This man loves me…)

Even if it was based in self-interest and ambition, she sensed frightening pa.s.sion here. It stirred up sweet arousal inside her as a woman…no, as a s.e.xual being.

Lorent’s right hand suddenly reached her crotch.

“Ah.”

She had been so lost in the joy of him licking her feet that she was caught off guard and could not resist.

During her confusion, he scratched at the golden hair and placed his index, middle, and ring fingers over her slit to seal it shut.

“You’re feeling a great longing here, aren’t you?”

The man grinned and pressed his three fingers down around her v.a.g.i.n.a.

“Ahhn, ahhh, hahhh…yes…”

The pressure from his hand seemed to lift up her pelvis and it was just strong enough to give her comfortable pleasure.

“Ah…ahn.”

Lorent watched Ansandra’s moaning face as he adjusted his finger technique to caress the soft flesh within her l.a.b.i.a with unbelievable softness and delicacy.

(D-don’t look at me like that…)

The beautiful white of his sanpaku eyes had a magic that drove her feminine heart wild.

It scared her how deeply she was falling for him.

“Ahh, ah…ahh, ahh…”

Her body convulsed.

“You came again? Oh? That’s a lot of love juices. Is it because you’re so young?”

He looked down at Ansandra’s melted expression and licked his glistening fingertips.

(I-I’m enjoying…this man’s caress…)

Ansandra blushed and turned her head away.

But in truth, Lorent had not just been speaking to her. He had made sure the dejected-looking mature woman could hear and Dominic’s eyebrows clearly reacted.

“Now, time to spread these legs.”

With a s.a.d.i.s.tic smile, the man lifted up the back of the embarra.s.sed girl’s knees and did exactly that.

Ansandra’s entire hidden slit was exposed now. He had thought she might resist, but she did nothing of the sort.

She had been born a princess, so her maids had always taken care of her and she had no qualms about being seen naked. He had seen her nipples, so it was no more embarra.s.sing for him to see her v.a.g.i.n.a and c.l.i.toris. Plus, he had already seen her embarra.s.singly indecent behavior.

Lorent took advantage of her obedience by carefully observing her p.u.s.s.y.

Her golden pubic hair had yet to fully grow in, but it glistened with feminine nectar and was plastered to her skin.

The flesh bud and fleshy folds inside the spread lips were a beautiful salmon pink. The small c.l.i.toris was erect and doing its best to be noticed, but it was still inside its hood and not even its head was poking out.

Even her tight pink a.n.u.s was visible.

“Since you had resorted to lesbianism, I a.s.sumed you would be more developed.”

“It was just the one time.”

His comment stimulated her pride as a woman, so she harshly protested.

“I was not criticizing you. It is a beautiful flower garden. I meant it is well worth laying waste to.”

Lorent felt a need to carefully caress the undeveloped crevice, so he placed Ansandra’s legs on his shoulders. The love nectar built up in the flower petals dripped down toward her a.n.u.s, but it never seemed to run out as more and more flowed out.

“Talk about a flood. Do you want my c.o.c.k that badly?”

Ansandra tensed up at his joking comment. Was it finally time?

“Heh heh heh. How brave. You are such a cute princess. But I am not so impatient that I need to penetrate you right away. I will caress you much more first. Seeing you in pain might not be bad, but you are my precious bride. I want to avoid hurting you if possible, so don’t worry.”

He gave her a cruel smile and buried his face in her spread p.u.s.s.y lips.

“Hwah…”

He started licking softly despite his rough appearance.

He took his time to lick across her p.u.s.s.y lips while only just barely touching her.

He used his tongue to enjoy the delicate flesh that seemed to melt when he did touch it. He licked all over the area.

“Ahn, ahh ahh…ahhh.”

Her slender legs tensed and her thighs convulsed. Even the slow teasing of his c.u.n.n.i.l.i.n.g.u.s brought pleasure.

When Lucy’s lips had sucked at her, it had been with the intensity of a storm and she had nearly lost herself in the pleasure, but this was different. He was clearly very skilled.

“Hee…ahn, that feels good. Ahhn, ahh…It’s going to drive me crazy.”

When he diligently licked her v.u.l.v.a from bottom to top, Ansandra felt her brain melting. She was not aware of it herself, but her b.u.t.t rose from the floor and pursued Lorent’s tongue.

“Heh heh. Enjoy it. Otherwise I would have no reason to do this.”

Lorent laughed quietly at the virgin princess’s honest reaction and then he used his tongue even more persistently.

His tongue gently parted the two sensitive inner lips and continued further in.

He took turns licking along the inside of each lip from bottom to top and then his tongue reached the tip of her c.l.i.toris.

“Ah, ahh…ahh…why does it…feels so good? My body is melting it feels so good…”

Her v.a.g.i.n.a had become a pool of love juices, but instead of just sticking his tongue in and stirring it up, he would sometimes change his timing and move his tongue in clever ways to toy with the proud princess.

He worked open the hidden hole’s entrance with the tip of his tongue.

“I can’t…I can’t take any more… Please…”

She had completely forgotten the humiliation of being toyed with by the man who intended to destroy her home kingdom. She simply moaned l.u.s.tfully and pleaded him with a sweet, nasal voice. Not even she was sure what she wanted him to do.

Lorent smiled bitterly at the girl’s troubled expression, grabbed her still slender hips, and stuck his tongue into her greatest depths.

“Kh.”

Even Lorent groaned at the tightness only found in a virgin.

Ansandra’s skin had paled due to the pain as she was pinned to the floor. Her white skin grew even whiter and the wet glistening of her cold sweat gave her the beauty of a pearl. Lorent placed a hand on her stiffened cheek.

“Are you okay?”

“…”

Thanks to her sheltered upbringing, Ansandra had never experienced pain this great. She could not speak and she simply gave Lorent a tearfully accusatory look.

“Yes, I can see you are in a lot of pain, but don’t worry. It only hurts the first time. It will start to feel better next time. Just try to relax and that should help some.”

However, relaxing her tensed muscles was easier said than done. She actually clung to him even harder.

The beautiful pink-decorated nails of her delicate hands dug into the man’s back, tore the skin, and allowed blood to seep out.

That did not bother Lorent, but Dominic felt an urge to break Ansandra’s fingers as she watched the girl harming her king.

“Breathe! That will make all the difference.”

“Pant…pant…”

Ansandra had forgotten to breathe, but his barked order reminded her.

“Yes. Breathe like that.”

Lorent was arrogant, but he was surprisingly kind in his concern for her.

Finally, Ansandra’s limbs relaxed from pure exhaustion. A moment later, the c.o.c.k charged even deeper inside her.

“Hgh…”

With the thick p.e.n.i.s pressing against her cervix, she frantically squeezed down on the lawless c.o.c.k once more to prevent it from moving any further, but she could not stop it this time.

Lorent moved his hips up and down to drive his p.e.n.i.s in and out of her.

“Don’t give me that resentful look. There’s nothing I can do about the pain of defloration. There are some things no one can do. Just as no one can achieve immortality, no one can bring a woman to o.r.g.a.s.m while she suffers from the pain of defloration. That’s why I said sleeping with virgins isn’t any fun.”

“But…ah, gh, ahhh.”

“But maybe I should change my views on that one. You really are my kind of woman. The more n.o.ble the woman’s core, the more fun it is to bend her to your will.”

With that declaration, Lorent thrust his hips in accordance with his own desire.

“Ngh.”

Each time he drove his hard c.o.c.k deep inside her, Ansandra tilted her head back and exposed her white throat.

She felt like he was tearing through her internal organs. Her petal-like lips hung open as intermittent cries and saliva erupted out.

Her beautiful blue eyes could not open any wider and large tears spilled out.

“Hgh…fgh…ahee…hee…”

His ferocious d.i.c.k was sometimes gentle and sometimes rough. Just as she thought it was making a more shallow attack, it would thrust deep through her flesh tunnel.

A shameful amount of fluids gushed out and he seemed to be disciplining her female flesh for the impure juices.

Ansandra did not have it in her to feel pleasure and simply suffered from the pain of defloration, but her v.a.g.i.n.al flesh expanded and contracted in just the right way to melt the p.e.n.i.s.

Lorent was so lost in the pleasure that his strokes grew rougher and his male flesh violated her to an overbearing extent.

The female juices filling the flower bud mixed with the fresh blood while her v.a.g.i.n.al walls were rubbed and her womb attacked. The red blood of her purity had stained both their crotches and inner thighs.

“Ahh, ahh, ahhh…”

Each time he penetrated, dug at, and kneaded her soft untouched flesh, her mind would tingle and she felt the intense stimulus to her sensuality as a woman.

As the man mercilessly violated the sobbing woman, he made a sudden announcement.

“I’m c.u.mming.”

“Eh? Wh-what…?”

Ansandra did not immediately know what he meant, but then his c.o.c.k grew a size thicker inside her.

(No, if it gets any bigger, it really will tear me apart. No~. What? It’s throbbing!?)

While Ansandra’s eyes widened in surprise at the change to the manhood inside her, the ferocious beast sprayed its scorching fluids inside the beautiful maiden’s womb.

“I have a special mission for you. It is an important matter and Clanaria’s future depends on it.”