(Ah…)
Inside, a sound of something crumbling.
Even though until just now she had so hated this opponent.
No, even though she should still be unable to forgive him now, her body was already moving as if with another will.
Rather, more. She wanted more.
(A lie… Why am I…)
While confused, Aria kept accepting Rigel's tongue.
Seeing that, he slowly parted his lips with satisfaction.
Their mixed saliva connected, drawing a thread.
"Puha! Haa, haa…"
Aria's face was dyed bright red.
Floated by shame and some irresistible heat.
Bringing his mouth to her ear like that, Rigel said quietly.
"Kuku… In my hands… a woman is just a 'hole.' I'll beat Amelia around as I like and make her fall the same as you. Nice work, Aria. You'll get more sex-slave comrades."
The words were cruel, and rather than malice they were like a coldly arranged declaration of victory.
Aria's eyes opened wide.
Anger, denial, rose reflexively.
"I-I can't let you… do something like that…"
