Eaten By The Tyrant I Raised

Though she had envisioned countless reunions with him, the image she held in her mind was always that of the young boy, Nabel.
Yet, Nabel himself repeatedly claimed that he was no longer a child.

It was the same last time, the time before, and now again.
He always restrained himself, exerting a firm control over his trembling fingertips, while thinking of Lorna.

Even though Lorna had never engaged in any intimate acts between a man and a woman, she understood what it meant for a man’s member to be rigidly erect.

And now, Nabel was asking if he could finally release what he had been holding back all this time.

It felt as if she was crossing a threshold.
Once she held that hand, Nabel would not stop until he fully unravelled her thoughts.

I like you too.

Her thoughts, impossible to conceal, unwanted to be hidden, would be laid bare for him to read.

“… ”

Of course, by refusing to hold hands, there would be no change in Nabel.
Even without a hand to read the truth of the Eber royal family, Lorna was certain.

Because she knew his ardent heart.

Lorna slid her hand, without taking it, and took his hand.

“I too, like you.”

It was a language more direct and truthful than words.
Nabel, who read her thoughts through their touching hands, smiled.

“I desire you.”

They were the only ones who could offer each other redemption.
That’s why they desired each other.

Nabel pressed his gloved hand onto the bed.
Positioned between Lorna’s legs, he teasingly brought what belonged to him just above her entrance.

The hot phallus made contact with the entrance.
The cool air that briefly touched it tried to cool down the heated area, but it quickly turned hot again.
The kindling was instantaneous.

Nabel wanted to keep her from being surprised.
That’s why he lightly brushed just above the entrance instead of directly touching it.

“Haang!”

His thick and firm member grazed Lorna’s c**toris as it passed through her moist thighs, creating a wet sound that reverberated through the room.
Nabel withdrew slightly and this time, he entered her interior.

“Hngh…!”

“Ha.”

Despite his efforts to not surprise her, the presence that filled her insides was unavoidable.
Nabel halted his advance, only partially entering.

Her insides were too hot.
And tight.

“Take it slowly.”

As if urging him to relax, Nabel repeatedly kissed near her neck, leaving his mark.
Even if her tightened lower region and her wrapped legs seemed to devour him, he managed to control his passion.

He didn’t want to hurt such a precious person.

“Huh…”

Lorna, whose waist twisted and bore down, exhaled a breathless sigh.
As the pressure that squeezed her eased slightly, Nabel moved again.

“Ahn!”

He couldn’t go all the way in, but it was enough to give her the feeling of being tightly filled.
Lorna lifted her head.
Intense pleasure surged from the firm tip that grazed against her inner walls.
Her lower abdomen tingled and burned.

Nabel tightly held her hand and bowed his head.

“You’re lovely, milady.”

He whispered and thrust below.

“Ah!”

Lorna’s waist, fully engulfed by him, tensed tightly.
Unknowingly, force surged into his legs wrapped around her waist.
They were entangled like mating animals.

Nabel turned his waist sideways in that position.

“Hmm!”

A moist sound could be heard from the tightly joined regions.
It was too tight to move further.
Nabel made an effort not to explore the constricted area below, which was causing Lorna discomfort and even pain.

A taste of blood lingered on their bitten lips.
He thrust below once again.

“Ah!”

A high-pitched moan escaped her lips.
The gripping sensation below nearly drove Nabel to madness.

“Sister.”

His movements gained momentum.

“Ah, ah, yes! Ah!”

The bed shook violently as their passionate motions pushed Lorna’s body upward.

“Nabel…!”

Her trembling hand grasped his shoulder.
With her trembling gesture, Nabel’s mind regained a momentary restraint.

Behind her flushed face, obscured by dark pink locks of wet hair, a blush showed on her youthful cheek.
Nabel pressed his forehead against that spot.

“Anytime, if I ever make you uncomfortable, you may push me away.”

I must not let my desires harm you.

He had only one leash around his neck.
The name Lorna called him by, “Nabel Eber.” A name that no one else could utter.

Lorna lifted her head.
Her mind went blank with overwhelming pleasure, repeatedly fading to white.
She grabbed Nabel’s hand tightly once again.

“Unless you want me to leave.”

If you won’t push me away.
Nabel squeezed the bedsheets instead of her hand, distorting them.
He thrust below like that.

“Haah!”

Lorna’s moan escalated with pleasure.
A soft whimper also escaped Nabel’s lips.

“Ah, yes!”

As his movements intensified, Lorna’s waist lifted.
Nabel kissed her belly and whispered softly.

“Please hold my hand tightly.”

Lorna’s hand intertwined with Nabel’s without hesitation.
He moved his waist more roughly than before.
The room echoed with creaking and thumping sounds.

“Ah, haah, hmm…!”

The climax came for Lorna first.
She held Nabel tightly.
The blanket that had been hanging on the edge fell completely, revealing the two figures.

“Nabel…!”

“Sister.”

Nabel whispered softly as he climaxed inside her.

She was a lovely person.
Her appearance in the daylight, like a sun-kissed rose, and her provocative gestures reaching out from the bed.

At that moment, a scent of damp rose petals emanated from her.
Nabel delved deeply into her once again.

It was a long and sweet temptation.

That night, too, Lorna fell asleep late.