Valen grabbed Argen’s ankles and lifted her upward.
Her lower body rose with it, driving the already deeply embedded member even deeper inside.
Startled, Argen frantically groped the bed, grabbing whatever she could reach.
He seemed intent on thrusting himself all the way in, testicles and all, into her small opening.
“Ah!
Ahnngh… Huhk, ah!
Ah…!”
“Hah, uhh…”
“Like it?
Haa…….
Want me to go harder?
It’s not enough for you now, is it?
Ugh!”
His lust-glazed stare was fixed on Argen’s face, refusing to break.
His dark hair flowed down beneath his straight forehead, swaying lasciviously, while coarse breaths and vulgar curses burst from his slightly parted lips.
With each heavy thrust of his hips, Argen felt her brain melting away.
Her vision spun and distorted, and tears that had been held back welled up rapidly.
When Argen instinctively reached out her arms, Valen lowered his body so she could embrace him.
“Ah!
You, hic, I, I think I’m going to…”
“Haa, already?”
Argen clung to him as if dying, nodding her head violently.
“So, uhh, s-slowly…”
“No.
Huh, I can’t stop.”
His firm flesh collided with Argen’s thigh.
Each powerful thrust of his member into her felt like pure ecstasy, her vaginal walls trembling and clinging to him.
Pleasure spread like an electric current from where the blunt glans pounded, shocking her entire body.
Valen bit down hard on Argen’s earlobe.
When the glans withdrew until it caught on the vaginal opening, then slammed back in with tremendous force, pleasure exploded.
He felt nothing but the overwhelming sensation.
Argen only let out frenzied moans, her entire body trembling violently.
At that moment, she felt the cock buried inside her quiver and spurt out semen.
Veins stood out on Valen’s thick neck, and sweat beaded on his smooth, taut skin.
“Haah, haah…”
The afterglow of pleasure lingered excruciatingly long.
As soon as he finished ejaculating, Valen slowly began moving his hips again.
Each time his penis pressed and thrust deep into her inner walls, a slurping sound accompanied the dripping wetness that soaked the sheets.
Valen lowered his lips to lick the tears gathered at the corners of Argen’s eyes.
Not stopping there, he kissed her temples, cheeks, and jawline, making soft, ticklish smacking sounds.
All the while, he didn’t cease thrusting below.
“Enough, stop… I don’t have much time…”
“Just once more, it feels so good, just one more time.”
“……”
His voice, pleading in a way uncharacteristic of him, softened Argen’s resolve.
But unlike Valen, Argen had already had enough.
Everything was more than enough, overflowing.
The sexual desire Valen hadn’t been able to satisfy during the three months he’d been asleep, the quota she’d promised herself to see No Name’s face for at least ten minutes a day no matter how busy she was—it was all fulfilled.
Moreover, the ensuing acts had left her on the verge of exhaustion.
Continuing to roll around in bed like this would inevitably delay state affairs, and her drastically depleted stamina would undoubtedly reduce her efficiency.
Yet, she simply couldn’t shake off the sight of No Name, rubbing her cheek and begging for permission.
Suddenly, she recalled the day Finn had snapped at her in a jealous tone.
“It’s true you’re especially lenient with that bastard.
You let him get away with everything… You give him special treatment.”
When she first heard this, she’d dismissed it as Finn’s jealous misunderstanding.
But now, upon reflection, she realised she truly seemed unable to be firm with that man.
When he pleaded like this, she couldn’t bring herself to be harsh.
Even while Argen was seriously conflicted, Valen simply couldn’t leave her alone.
He nibbled at her rounded shoulder blades, stroked her slender waist, and waited for her answer.
Waiting.
Argen suddenly felt a sense of dissonance.
Had he ever begged her or waited for her during their time together?
She racked her brain, but nothing came to mind.
Had some change in his feelings occurred during the three months he’d been unconscious?
Argen gently stroked one of his cheeks.
He lifted his gaze from where it had been half-lowered and met her eyes.
“Come to think of it, you don’t say you find me disgusting anymore.”
His pupils fluttered slightly.
He scowled fiercely and pressed his lips down onto Argen’s cheek.
“Yeah.”
She hadn’t expected him to concede so readily.
Her momentary bewilderment passed quickly.
Argen felt undeniably pleased.
It felt like her efforts had unlocked the gate to Valen’s heart.
As she couldn’t hide her smile and lifted the corners of her mouth,
Valen’s lips followed suit.
“Don’t ruin the mood.”
A rough hand seized one of Argen’s breasts.
As his thumb gently teased the sensitively erect nipple, a strange tingle spread from her forearm to her shoulder blade.
“Ugh…”
“Is it hard?”
“I’m fine, uhh… But yours keeps… getting bigger…”
“Haa, I’ll come soon.”
Valen flipped Argen’s body over.
The penis that had briefly withdrawn thrust back in, piercing the tight inner walls.
She felt no pain, but the overwhelming sensation of being filled completely remained.
The force thrusting from behind bent her arms, causing her upper body to collapse.
Valen immediately pressed his torso tightly against hers and began moving his hips roughly.
Argen had thought her own skin felt as hot as lava, but compared to his body temperature, it was nothing.
His solid muscles enveloped her body like a ball of fire.
“Mmm, ah… Ah…”
Valen grabbed Argen’s head and turned it.
He licked up the saliva flowing from under her chin and pressed his lips to hers.
She let out low moans continuously, seemingly pleased just by the touch of his tongue.
“Haa, I won’t stop thrusting, so hold on tight.”
“Ah!
Ah… Huh, ugh…!”
He began thrusting hard from behind, pounding inside her.
His movements grew heavier, accompanied by unfiltered curses.
When his swollen glans, hard as a fist, slammed deep inside, pleasure shot up her spine to the crown of her head.