The Seed Thief

Vol. 2 Chapter 4.11

Her head snapped back, and her mouth fell open. Tears welled in her eyes as the rough movements felt like stabbing.

"Er, ah, it hurts. Stop, stop......."

The movements were so violent that she questioned if the person above her was really Er. Could it be someone else? Lulu whimpered in fear at the unfamiliarity.

"Er, please......."

Lulu begged, tears streaming down her face. At that moment, Ervandas' movements stopped like a lie. When he lifted his face, Lulu met his gaze.

His blue irises, filled with fiery passion, stared back at her. And within those eyes, Lulu could read his remorse toward her.

"I'm sorry."

A sunken voice reached her ears.

"I, I... to you..."

Ervandas's face darkened like a sinner realizing what he had done. As he tried to pull away from their deeply interlocked bodies, Lulu instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist.

At her unexpected behavior, his body collapsed and his penis, which had almost slipped out, was thrust back deeply with the fluid inside spilled out.

His cock was still swollen and monstrous, a silent warning that any further movement would undoubtedly result in releasing inside.

In his still-clouded mind, unable to think clearly, the knowledge learned in the royal palace resurfaced. If he were to pour them into Lulu now...

The image of an unfamiliar face he had once imagined flashed by. A little child that seemed to be a mixture of him and Lulu.

Should he pour them inside her?

His gaze glimmered ominously as he held Lulu close. His lower body writhed tremendously as if it had reached its limit. That's when Lulu's hands gently cupped his cheeks, and with tear-filled eyes, she softly spoke.

"Are you okay, Er?"

"..."

Ervandas was left speechless by Lulu's words. Who was worrying about whom?

Of course, it was not without pain. Engulfed in brain-burning pleasure, it was not an easy task to push through the narrow gap. Still, the pleasure outweighed any discomfort.

But he shouldn't be the only one caught up in such emotions. It seemed he had failed to serve Lulu properly.

What was she thinking right now, and how difficult it must be for her?

Holding on to all his rationality, Ervandas slowly withdrew his waist. The tightly bitten pillar was exposed, covered in lewd bodily fluids.

"Kuh!"

Ervandas trembled as he withdrew his alter ego with difficulty. At the same time, a milky semen spurted over Lulu's belly. It was an intense climax. Evidence of their primal desire splattered across Lulu's abdomen, creating a lascivious painting.

Beneath him, Lulu gasped for breath.

The throbbing sensation lingered on the insides, even after he had left. The hand that had held onto Ervandas' arm groped her belly.

A milky and dense liquid. It was the human seed that she had longed for. Yet, despite having what she had desired, Lulu was not happy. It was because of Ervandas' dark expression as he looked at her.

It wasn't just darkness. He was filled with fear as if he had done a great wrong.

'Why?'

Lulu was worried by the look on Ervandas's face. Was it as difficult for him as it was for her? But it wasn't just the pain.