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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Mod7
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Amidst the flickering torchlight, Nefer gently laid me down and climbed on top of me.
I tried to appear nonchalant, my gaze shifting between Nefer and the night sky. The moonlight was unusually bright.
“Elder.”
She still hadn’t removed her veil.
Her warm body, the scent of a woman mingled with a sweet, musky aroma, was intoxicating, but the veil, still in place, suggested a lingering hesitation, a sense of propriety.
“While this is my first time, I will do my best. Is it your first time as well, Elder?”
“No, I…”
“That is unfortunate.”
Her words drew snickers and giggles from the other women.
In this female-dominated society, it seemed the women were expected to take the lead, even in matters of intimacy.
“Pfft. Just like a priestess.”
“So innocent.”
But Nefer, ignoring their mockery, focused on me, her concentration and mental fortitude admirable.
Her pupils were dilated, her excitement and anticipation barely concealed by her graceful demeanor.
Nefer’s gaze, fixed on my lips and neck, her throat bobbing as she swallowed,
She gently cupped my face in her hands and lowered her veil.
Our first kiss was a soft, tentative touch, her veiled cheek brushing against mine.
Kiss-
The wet, sucking sound of our tongues intertwining echoed through the silent chamber. There was no denying the intimacy of this act, this transgression.
A fleeting image of Arachne’s face, her voice, flashed through my mind,
But I had to accept the unusual circumstances of my situation, my relationship with Nefer.
“Mmm-”
Nefer’s hot breath against my skin sent shivers down my spine, her hands caressing my back and shoulders, her touch gentle yet firm,
A sensual, intoxicating experience,
But I closed my eyes, trying to endure this long, drawn-out ritual.
My erection, hard and throbbing, pressed against her navel, the soft flesh of her lower abdomen,
And Nefer’s tongue, as if in response, delved deeper into my mouth, claiming my breath, my very essence.
“Haa…”
Nefer finally released my lips after what seemed like an eternity.
The giggling and whispering of the onlookers had subsided. Our long, passionate kiss had silenced them, their mouths dry, their throats parched.
The women, unconsciously licking their lips, watched us expectantly, their gazes urging Nefer to proceed,
And Nefer, as if having made a decision, carefully removed the cloth that covered her lower body and tail.
Her sex, like the other women’s, resembled a human female’s…
But,
Its entrance was tightly closed, like a delicate dessert,
And within its moist folds,
Awaiting me,
Awaiting my touch, its swollen, pink flesh already glistening with anticipation.
“…Elder, I have no doubt that you are the [one] who will save us.”
Nefer gently guided the tip of my penis towards her entrance, the slick heat of her sex enveloping me.
I almost moaned, my hand flying to my mouth to stifle the sound.
While Aria, Arachne, and Alraune had all possessed unique and distinct qualities,
Nefer’s wetness, a stark contrast to the dryness of the desert, amplified her sensuality, her vulnerability.
Push-
Nefer quickly sheathed me, her body enveloping mine.
As I filled her, feeling the tight, pleasurable grip of her vagina, my desire intensified, my primal instincts taking over.
We kissed again, our bodies pressed together.
Our bodies, ready for this union, yearned for each other, our muscles twitching in anticipation,
Our arms tightening around each other, our hands caressing each other’s necks.
[It will make things… complicated for me and our children. Understand? Behave yourself.]
But Arachne’s voice echoed in my ears,
And I flinched, a wave of guilt washing over me.
“Elder, it is alright.”
Nefer, sensing my distress, comforted me.
When you held someone close, you could sense their thoughts, their emotions. And Nefer, with her gentle, perceptive nature, could easily read my mind.
“You have done nothing wrong. Unless you find my appearance or my… skills… lacking, there is no need for such distress. You are simply fulfilling your duty to me, to Aaptukemen.”
Her tail slowly coiled around my legs.
While she was careful not to constrict them, her touch, her growing excitement, betrayed her desire.
“Elder, simply…”
A bead of sweat trickled down Nefer’s beautiful face. Her voice was a plea.
“Look towards the heavens. I will take care of the rest…”
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The wet, slick sounds of our bodies,
The constant kissing, the inescapable embrace,
“…Gasp-.”
The murmuring of the crowd, Nefer’s soft moans,
It felt like the entire world revolved around our coupling.
Her tail wrapped around my legs, her arms holding me tight…
Every sensation, every touch, amplified the pleasure.
Nefer’s tongue darted across my neck and lips, catching every stray drop of sweat and saliva, her touch sending shivers down my spine.
And the desert women’s customs, their focus on certain areas, only intensified the experience.
“Wait- gasp!”
Nefer periodically withdrew, her mouth eagerly catching the pre-cum and her own slick fluids.
While it seemed like a tedious, almost subservient act, she seemed to derive a certain pleasure from it, her veil lifted slightly as she enveloped me.
And when my mind went blank, overwhelmed by the pleasure, the impending orgasm,
Nefer pulled me closer, her navel and breasts pressed against mine, her body ready to receive my seed.
“Deeper, please… deeper…”
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I came, my body convulsing, spilling my seed deep inside her.
Her body, writhing beneath me, her passion unrestrained,
It was impossible to resist.
But the desert women, after my first release, seemed surprised, confused-
“What?”
Homunculus’s single word summed up their reaction.
The assembled nobles and onlookers stared at my still-erect penis, their eyes wide with disbelief.
But I wasn’t surprised.
I had been forced to climax countless times already,
And I had developed a certain resilience.
“Whew…”
A few orgasms didn’t even faze me anymore.
It was a consequence of the relentless sexual exploitation I had endured since arriving on this planet, and Alraune’s influence had further enhanced my stamina.
But my still-hard cock wasn’t the only thing that surprised them. There was something else.
During my encounters with the mermaids, with Arachne, with Alraune, there had been one common thread-
“…Sigh… I’m thirsty.”
My unwavering determination to survive, my refusal to give up, no matter the cost.
“Bring me some water.”
“How dare you! You insolent-! Do you know who you’re talking to?!”
“Not you. The snake lady in the back.”
My gaze, unwavering, met Homunculus’s, then swept across the other nobles, their faces flushed with anger. It was a satisfying sight.
Being gang-raped by a giggling mob could be disorienting. I knew. I had been there.
“If you want me to last all night, you have to keep me hydrated. Or are you all so poor that you can’t even spare a little water?”
Homunculus’s haughty facade finally cracked. She couldn’t tolerate being insulted by a mere male.
“…Bring him a jar of water. Let’s see how far he gets.”
She ordered a servant to comply with my request, but
“Do you really think he can last all night-”
“That’s impossible. Even lasting until sunrise would be remarkable…”
The outcome of this little wager was obvious.
…I had been saving up for this.
They were the ones who had driven me to this point, and now, I would show them what I was capable of.
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