I gripped his shoulder hard, my fingers digging through his fabric and into his skin.
This wasn't how it was supposed to go. I... I was supposed to be the one in charge.
He didn't care that I was leaving a scar on his noble body. What he cared about was feeling the pleasure that my insides gave.
"It's so good." He mumbled, pressing his face into my bosom. "Does it feel this good because you're in heat, female? Or is it naturally this good? I feel like I'm melting."
Don't melt yet until I'm satisfied.
I was out of breath and out of my mind. I wanted to be the one taking control and milking him out of his rationality, but this wasn't so bad either.
It felt equally good.
Then, he ripped my emerald dress to pieces just so he could suck on my breasts.
The corner of my lips curled at the sheer roughness of this beastman.
For a moment, my senses came back and I asked,
"Ah! Are you sure this is your first time?"
"Yes," he said.
"Really? Because you looked like a natural ripping my dress to pieces." I said but he didn't respond anymore.
He just focused on burying himself inside me, thrusting and sucking on my breast like he was on a quest to milk me or something.
I gripped him hard and enjoyed every bit of the situation.
But then it got to a point he wanted to flip me over but I pressed his shoulders down with a strength I didn't know I had.
"Stay!" I said and he met my eyes. "Don't you dare flip me over."
Now, that pathetic and fragile image of me had disappeared, replaced by a vicious succubus who wanted to use him for all he was worth.
But he didn't hate it. He kept thrusting, making sure to hit all the places that made my body go weak.
"Be honest with me," he said amidst his ragged breathing. "You approached me on purpose so you could have me breed you, right?"
What was he talking about now?
"I've met a bunch of females who tried to climb my bed in order to get my social status, but none have ever resorted to such a means as acting wretched on the road. That's why I didn't think much of it when I saw you." He said.
"I... I don't know what you're talking about." I said, breathing hard as he kept pounding just one spot.
"Really?"
He didn't seem to believe me.
He kissed my neck and then kissed my lips, before whispering in my ear.
"Well, it doesn't matter. I'll take responsibility for you just like you want." He said, but I quite remember telling him I didn't need him to take responsibility for me. "And I'll breed you."
As soon as he said that, he gave one massive thrust and spilled his seed deep inside me.
It felt like the words had been caught in my throat because all I could do was arch my back and gag at the continuous overflow of his semen inside me.
There was a lot.
But it still wasn't enough. Just one time wouldn't do.
While he was still cumming, I began grinding my hips again.
"Wait, I'm still cumming, Gah—! Ngh!"
"Well, suck it up. I'm not finished yet." I said and continued bouncing on him, my hands pressed on his shoulder, and I took as much as I needed.
The nobleman had already finished cumming but I didn't stop, I kept using him until he got harder again and came a second time. This time, I also had an orgasm so it felt super good. It felt so great that I bobbed my head back, my eyes rolling back, and stuck my tongue out.
Why did this feel so good each and every time? I could never get used to this incredible feeling and it makes me crave more.
It makes me want to suck out every last drop of semen from the cock buried inside me.
And so I kept going, despite how worn out the lion had gotten. But he was fine, seeing how he still got hard no matter how many times he came.
Well, he should thank me for giving him the most incredible first time.
I'll use him to my heart's content, and then I'll ditch this place.
After all the crazy stuff he talked about responsibility and the like, I think it would be in my best interest to flee.
Two hours later, the nobleman was slumped against the velvet cushions, his chest heaving, his mind completely turned to mush by the intensity of what had just happened.
He was staring at the ceiling of the carriage, looking like he'd just seen the face of a goddess and a demon at the same time.
I, on the other hand, was perfectly composed.
I was leaking both his semen and my own pussy juice so I had to clean up with something. I looked at my tattered dress on the floor and used it, cleaned up as much as I could, and then looked back to find the nobleman asleep.
Yeah, that's right. Sleep like a baby after having the best day of your life.
My stomach ached a bit and so did my hips, but it was not enough to stop me from moving.
I looked around the carriage, looking for something I could throw over my body since walking around naked was not an option.
Then, I saw his discarded coat.
"I guess that will do." I wore it and of course, it was about my body length despite being just a half coat to this nobleman.
I instinctively shoved my fingers into the pockets and felt something cold and heavy. I pulled it out, only to find a gold and obsidian emblem engraved with a soaring hawk engraved on it.
I didn't know what house the symbol belonged to but it definitely looked like it would belong to a rich house.
My lips curled up.
"Jackpot," I thought, tucking the emblem back into the pocket.
If I had this, I might get away with something major in the future. But I guess I have to first find out what house it belonged to.
"Thank you for the meal," I said before exiting the carriage.
As I walked out of the carriage, I thought of an excuse to give the elite guards, only to find them huddling in a corner, and discussing amongst themselves.
I didn't know what they were discussing and I didn't stick around to find out either. I had to leave before they found me.