Nemuri wore a set of black lace lingerie.
"You have no idea how hard it is to watch you sleep in this and stay indifferent…"
"I… wore it for you," Nemuri confessed, her face red.
He kissed Nemuri's neck while his hands roamed her waist and caressed her stomach — soft yet toned.
Nemuri bit her lip as she held back a moan.
Allen moved his hands to Nemuri's breasts, those large, soft mounds that had so often shamelessly pressed against him at night. He began to knead them; they were soft to the touch and warm to the touch.
Nemuri moaned, almost cried out, but Allen kissed her again, slipping his tongue inside. She didn't stay still — her hands caressed Allen's chiseled body. She had done this many times before, but this time it was different. His muscles felt burning hot, as if they would sear her fingers, but she didn't stop there. She reached down to his pants and slipped her hand inside to grasp Allen's member. It was already hard as a rock, and she could barely wrap her hand around it.
Nemuri opened her eyes in shock. She had seen it when he bathed and also in the mornings, but even then it hadn't been this large.
Allen lowered Nemuri's bra, exposing her white breasts and small pink buds. She let out a small cry of surprise.
"What's wrong? You had no problem showing them off to me in the bath."
"It's nothing…"
As usual, women like Nemuri are strong when on the attack — Mirko was like that too — but when on the defensive, they are weak. This is because they've spent so much time being strong that they don't know how to react defensively.
Allen took one of those pink buds into his mouth and began to lick it. Nemuri felt an electric jolt of pleasure. She used one of her hands to cover her mouth, trying not to make a sound. Of course, Allen had already put up a soundproof barrier, but he didn't tell her.
Nemuri felt wave after wave of pleasure as her breasts were toyed with by Allen, and she loved it. But being submissive went against her nature, so with one hand, she proceeded to massage the dragon.
Allen laughed at this and also lowered one of his hands to her intimate area. First, he caressed it over the fabric, making the beautiful woman bite her finger to keep from screaming.
Taking this as a challenge, Allen trapped the hard nipple in his mouth while pushing aside Nemuri's panties. Then he proceeded to stroke her vagina directly, which was already wet with love juices.
"Ah~ Hgggh!"
Nemuri couldn't take it anymore and moaned out loud. Allen let go of her breasts and kissed her neck before covering her mouth with his lips.
Allen inserted two fingers inside her. This time she couldn't scream even if she tried. Ten minutes passed amid caresses until Allen let her go.
Nemuri lay back on the bed, panting. Her face was red, saliva dripping from her mouth. Her skin had a rosy tint, and drops of sweat glistened on her body; her intimate area was soaked.
Allen snapped his fingers, and his pants disappeared — he had stored them in his inventory. He didn't do the same with Nemuri's underwear; instead, he used his hands to remove her panties and bra. Once done, he gazed at the naked beauty before lifting Nemuri by her legs.
She looked at Allen with heart-shaped eyes full of anticipation.
"It's curious how what prevented our relationship from advancing was also a blessing in disguise…"
"Why?"
Nemuri's eyes reflected lust, but beneath that lay unconditional love.
"Because this way, I can be your first man."
Allen moved closer, aligned his member with her vagina, and then pushed it in.
The folds parted, letting him enter without issue thanks to the excessive moisture. She reached climax as this happened, but her feelings at that moment could not be described by pleasure alone.
"Ahhn!❤️ I love you more than anything!" Nemuri screamed at the top of her lungs, feeling more joy and happiness than she had ever experienced in her life. She clung to Allen with both arms and legs.
It went beyond pleasure, beyond lust. She loved this man so much that it burned her inside every day and made her suffer for not being one of the girls who always surrounded Allen.
Inside her, Allen felt Nemuri tightly envelop him, but that kind of tightness was nothing that could stop him.
Slowly, he reached the hymen. Seeing Nemuri's entranced gaze, he did not hesitate to pierce her virginity and thrust all the way to the bottom in one go. The tip of his member kissed her cervix, making her climax again.
Allen waited a while until she grew accustomed, then began to move his hips. At first slowly, but knowing that Nemuri was the closest thing to a succubus in this world, he began to speed up.
"Ah… yes… ahhh!"
With each thrust, the room filled with moans. Nemuri kissed Allen desperately, but it was impossible to focus.
Nemuri's inside was pleasurable — as if melting — yet tight, as expected. Half an hour passed before Allen felt that his current body had reached its limit to hold back. He held the woman's hips before thrusting all the way to the bottom and releasing his load.
Nemuri screamed as she felt like molten lava was being deposited into her womb. The warm white liquid soon filled her and kept flowing until it overflowed.
A minute later, Allen finished, but he didn't pull out of her. Instead, he held her in silence. The woman had fainted. It was incredible that she had managed to endure all of this on her first time.
Allen let out a mouthful of air and pulled out of her. Still, he was as hard as a rock. That was to be expected — this man had the habit of pleasuring four or five women per session.
....
"Finally finished~," said Mirko with an impatient look but flushed cheeks.
"...?" Allen's eyes opened slightly. He had been so focused on Nemuri that he forgot Mirko was in the same bed.
Noticing this, Mirko snorted before moving closer, taking his member, and starting to clean it. She didn't care that it had been inside Nemuri moments ago.
Once she was done, Mirko pulled away, licked her lips, and looked at Allen provocatively as she lifted her shirt, revealing her bare breasts.
Allen pulled Mirko into his arms; he ripped off her underwear, noticing that Mirko's intimate area was dripping with love juice, and she stopped Allen's hand.
"I don't need foreplay—just do it."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Allen lifted Mirko before lowering her onto his member, which penetrated her all the way.
"Nggh! Yes!❤️"
Allen proceeded to thrust into her in that position; they both proceeded to have sex like rabbits, unaware that at some point Nemuri had woken up due to Mirko's moans.
Seeing what was happening, she was shocked, forgetting to interrupt the couple. It wasn't until Allen finished that they noticed she was watching them. Allen chuckled before pulling Nemuri close and kissing her while he penetrated Mirko in the doggy style position.