Fleshcrafting Technomancer

The move disturbed her. In the past, Lena always strove to stand above the system, and never admit inferiority before any man. But since Kilian first appeared, it was as if his existence subverted her, as if his shadow dwarfed and kept her pinned on the ground, leaving her no room to protest against his majestic presence. The sensation only grew more prominent after her mutation.

Worse, in those past months, Lena found herself casting furtive glances at Kilian, admiring his callous efficiency, and seeking him even when his eyes never landed on her. It was as pathetic as incomprehensible, and she could still remember how elated she felt when he granted her the position of sheriff!

Why did her heart pound against her chest every single time she stood in his presence? Why did those d.a.m.ned b.u.t.terflies flutter in her stomach? Why did she go from a skilled leader to a mind-numbed la.s.s?

And more importantly, why wouldn"t her eyes let go of him?!

As the questions swirled in Lena"s mind, Kilian lowered his face toward hers and whispered:

"What do you want?"

Only now did Lena realize that she"d been silently staring at him for minutes. Alarmed, she almost took a step back; but trapped in the yoke of Kilian"s hazel eyes, her body didn"t obey her.

"I only want...to serve you," Lena blurted. Better than anyone, she knew that Kilian didn"t have much interest in her. Believing that any attempt to use emotions or her body to stay by his side would have no positive results, she chose to humble herself.

"Dishonest." But while her eyes remained glued on Kilian"s, a whisper brushed against Lena"s left ear, Kilian now stood at her back, and the one before her vanished in an afterimage. Startled, Lena spun and recoiled on several steps. But though he didn"t seem to move an inch, Kilian"s figure remained glued on hers, and by the time her back met the wall, the distance between them had not increased one bit.

"Though coa.r.s.e in her language, Jezebel speaks true. What you want can be summed up in one thing, me. The rest are all excuses," Kilian stated, pressing his hands against the wall and sandwiching Lena between his two arms. His lips stood an inch away from hers, building the tension and teasing her with the proximity.

Lena"s heart rate quickened, and as her breathing grew ragged, her DD cup b.r.e.a.s.t.s heaved up and down, making her bountiful cleavage stand out. He was right; all were excuses—vain attempts to buy herself time.

With enough time, she could learn to understand him.

With enough time, she could dazzle his eyes, and prove that she deserved more than the occasional, elusive glance.

With enough time, what couldn"t she get?

The Imperial Academy"s annual recruitment ceremony was in less than two weeks, and all high-ranking officials of Ostria knew that Kilian would take part in it. He"d even reserved his seat already. Once he left, at the earliest, one year would pa.s.s before he returned. The thought left Lena restless, and seeing her inner thoughts exposed, she floundered against the wall, not knowing how to proceed.

"Be honest," but then Kilian"s voice resounded in Lena"s ears, and spurred by a feral burst of courage, she did the only thing she found reasonable - leaned in - and took his lips into hers. In that instant, a dam broke within her chest, unleashing the consuming yearning she"d kept suppressed all along.

Wrapping her arms around Kilian"s neck and her legs around his waist, Lena pushed her lips against Kilian"s with more reckless pa.s.sion than skill. Amused, Kilian supported her by the rear, sinking his hands in her toned b.u.t.t to pull her away from the wall and lead her toward the bed.

In a slow descent, Kilian dropped Lena onto the bed, and as they landed, his tongue snuck past her lips to coil with hers like two entangling snakes. Having never experienced such a roller coaster of sensations, Lena melted in Kilian"s arms, ready to abandon herself to him.

Instinctively, her hands moved on his collar, eager to pull off his jacket and reveal his flawless figure to her l.u.s.t-glazed eyes. But Lena"s hands had not even grazed him that Kilian locked her wrists in his right hand, and kept her arms pinned against her abdomen.

"You"re getting ahead of yourself." He stated, breaking the sultry kiss to again glance into Lena"s eyes. For an instant, fear rippled in her gaze. Fear that she"d let the rut get over her head, that she"d step past his limits, and would have to watch him stand up and walk away from her.

But then, Kilian slid down, kneeling with his head between Lena"s legs, and his right hand still holding her wrists.

"I pick the rhythm, you follow." The words filled Lena with a gush of comfort, and she heaved a sigh of relief.
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"Y-yes." She whispered as if speaking to herself rather than Kilian.

"Yes who?"

"...your excellency?" Lena"s reply was rewarded by Kilian pressing his fingers on her crotch, dragging them across her covered slit and slowly teasing her c.l.i.t through the fabric of her black leggings.

"Anhh…" Hit by a sudden jolt of electricity, Lena arched her back and moaned in a mixture of surprise and frustration. "Try again," Kilian ordered, while his fingers still stroked the quivering woman.

"Y-yes...master!" The trembling Lena whimpered and, satisfied, Kilian extended his hands toward the waist belt, lowering the tight-fitting leggings at a pace the h.e.l.lhound found far too tantalizing. Still, recalling Kilian"s previous orders, she dared not make unnecessary moves, allowing him to handle her as he pleased.

By the time the leggings dropped on the ground, Lena"s toned legs and splendid thighs stood in full view, revealing a the moistened dark-blue panties that covered her crotch. And as his gaze trailed on the juices trickling down the panties to soak Lena"s inner thighs, Kilian couldn"t help but give a helpless sigh.

"You should have told me that you wanted fresh air." He jested as if speaking to the panties instead of the crimsoned lady panting before him.

Unable to handle the words, Lena attempted to close her legs, but Kilian"s hands stopped her knees, keeping her legs spread wide, and her soaking underwear in full view.

"Did you forget the rule?"

"N-no...master." Hearing this, Kilian curved his lips into a smile, pulled Lena"s drenched panties down her legs and, for an instant, appreciated the sight of her fully exposed legs. He then lowered his face onto her cleanly shaven p.u.s.s.y, spread open her lower lips, and flicked his tongue across her walls and c.l.i.t.

The move sent a deadlier electricity jolt coursing through Lena"s veins, another moan escaped her lips, and she had to muster her entire strength to resist the urge of shoving Kilian"s face into her c.u.n.t.

Not that she had to. Kissing Lena"s l.a.b.i.a, Kilian stuck out his tongue, sliding it against the walls to explore her pink flower at a slow, measured pace. The lady"s bashfulness crumbled under Kilian"s tender ministrations, making her moans freely echo within the room.

"Ahhh...ahhh...ahhh!" While she barked moans at the ceiling, Lena"s body writhed and, to prevent herself from gripping Kilian"s head, she clenched the bedsheets with her trembling hands. His tongue snuck deeper and faster into her, moving with glaring expertise and locating all those sweet spots she knew nothing of.

At some point, Lena lost control and stretched her hands toward Kilian"s l.u.s.trous hair, but before she could graze him, Kilian pulled his tongue out of her c.u.n.t, making her experience a feeling of crushing emptiness.

Only when she returned her hands on the sheets did he slip his tongue back in and returned her mind to worlds of enchanting bliss. Sensing Lena"s pleasure building up, Kilian hastened the pace, rapidly striking her most pleasurable spot to bring her over the edge.

"Ohhh...yes...master, right...there...ohhhh!" A loud, throaty groan escaped Lena"s lips and - with her raised, trembling legs spread as far as her body could bend - she collapsed in a toe-curling o.r.g.a.s.m.

Giving her no respite, Kilian climbed up her body, unbuckled his pants to free his engorged, erect member, and aim it at Lena"s dripping c.u.n.t. Lost in her little death, Lena didn"t react until the head of Kilian"s c.o.c.k spread her p.u.s.s.y lips open and, in a slow thrust, broke past her membrane.

"Ugh…" She winced in pain and sucked in deep breaths of air to withstand the hefty intrusion. Ashera"s mark then kicked into gear, unleashing waves of depraved energies that numbed Lena"s pain and trapped her mind in profane delight.

With that one thrust, Kilian stretched Lena"s inner walls to the limit, and they clenched so tightly on his c.o.c.k that he could barely push toward the hilt. But with every second, Lena"s walls expanded to adjust to Kilian"s girth, giving him enough room to drive his c.o.c.k up and down her gripping fold.

Her moans returned with a higher pitch, but once her insides fully adjusted to his girth, Kilian paused—staring into her eyes with an impish grin.

"Now, now, what should I do?" Kilian dragged the words, making the languorous flames playing with Lena"s mind threaten to set her heart ablaze. For a second, the buxom brunette hesitated. But the depraved forces clouding her mind made short work of her inhibition, and she replied:

"You should...breed me, master."

"Louder."

"Please breed me, master!" Lena"s voice thundered, bypa.s.sing the walls to ring beyond the room.

Satisfied, Kilian picked up the pace, hammering his hips against Lena"s and pumping his c.o.c.k hard and fast into her. The primal sound of flesh meeting flesh entangled with Lena"s hearty moans, and the pounding thus began.