Loveho-Isekai v4c36-2

Volume 4 Chapter 36-2 The Redhead’s Fatigue and the Soothing Love of the Hot Spring♡


Edited by: Kanaa-senpai


 Kéa lets out a sweet, sultry sigh.

 Then, I start to knead her thighs.

 Massaging the muscles, stimulating the lymph nodes.


 ”Mmm, aahhn”


 A poignant breath escapes Kéa’s lips.


 As my hands cover the inside of her thighs, moving closer to the sensitive spots, Kéa’s reactions become more pronounced.

 I gently lift her legs, spreading them apart.

 Supporting her thighs with both hands, I lightly pull upwards, stretching the muscles, causing Kéa’s body to slightly float off the mat.


 ”Ah, Milord, this is embarrassing…!”


 Kéa cries out in a flustered voice, writhing her body.

 In response, I laugh and retort,


 ”It’s just a massage, there’s nothing to be ashamed of, right? Or are you feeling something?”


 Indeed, lifting her legs has bared Kéa’s secret parts for a full view.

 Clearly different from bathwater, a liquid has moistened her, and in the steamy air, it’s evident how drenched she is.

 Squirming, almost inviting a man to move.

 Her body, made sensitive by fatigue, naturally ignites with fire from my massage.


 ”I wish you wouldn’t look so much…”


 Kéa says, pressing her face into the mat.


 ”But it seems you’re all prepared.”


 ”Hyaaan!”


 As I insert my fingers into the widely opened Kéa’s secret place, a moan rises.

 With each stroke of the folds, her body jumps.

 Lewd squelching sounds and the sweet cries of a girl continue.


 ”Ah, ah, Milord!”


 Kéa calls out to me in a sorrowful tone.

 Her expression is that of a female seeking her male.

 And I, too, am nearing my limit of endurance for Kéa’s lewdness.


 I bring my penis to the ready Kéa’s honey pot.

 Simply touching it makes a squelching sound, and I can feel her heat and moisture on the head.


 ”Ah…”


 At the sensation, Kéa lets out a pleased sound and looks up at me.

 Her expression, filled with anticipation, grows even more seductive.


 ”Milord, I want you to come. I want my reward…!”


 Kéa pleads with a sorrowful voice.

 In the fluttering girl’s eyes, a heart mark seems to float.

 In answer to her plea, I thrust my hips forward all at once.

 Kéa’s body arches like a bow.

 Her waist was shaking violently.

 Spine arching, the girl expresses her pleasure with her entire body.


 ”Aaahhh! It’s coming, it’s coming…!”


 A voice of joy at the awaited pleasure echoes through the bathroom.


 The heat of the bath had warmed Kéa’s core to a tender, enveloping softness—gentle yet gripping, as if her body clung to mine.

 Slick with moisture, the heat and tightness intertwined, sparking a fire within me.

 Savoring the texture of her intimate flesh, I began to thrust slowly, deliberately.


 ”Ahh! Haah!”


 Once started, there was no stopping.

 Each slap of skin echoed like a *smack*, her body trembling with every thrust.

 With each impact, she gasped sweetly, her walls clenching tighter.


 I indulged in her depths while massaging her—a master’s duty, after all.

 Lifting her legs, I positioned her in a modified split, still buried inside.

 My hands, slick with foam, traced her limbs, kneading tired muscles with care.

 From the inner thighs to the backs of her knees, I worked out every knot.


 ”Nnnnghhh!”


 The new angle sent fresh waves of pleasure through her.

 Her body twitched with ecstasy, her moans music to my ears.

 With every stroke of my hands, her walls fluttered, gripping me tighter.

 I matched her rhythm, pounding into her with fierce urgency.


 Next, I flipped her onto her stomach, her foam-coated body sinking into the mat.

 Moving behind her, I took a spooning position, hands reaching for her breasts.

 I gripped them firmly.


 ”Hauhn!”


 I pulled hard, stretching her—a sexual squat.


 ”Nnghhh!?”


 The combination of tension, pleasure, and release wrung a primal cry from her.

 Her walls clenched so tightly they seemed to *grind*, milking me relentlessly.

 I held her down, arching her back, breasts in hand—a massage of pure ecstasy.

 Driving deeper, I pushed her toward the edge.


 ”Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!”


 Her animalistic cries filled the room.

 And then—it came.


 ”Ah, Milord! I—I’m close!”


 Her voice cracked with desperation, teetering on the brink.


 ”Go on, let go!”


 With my permission, her body seized, then shattered.


 ”Ah, Milord! Aaahhhh!”


 She convulsed, arching her back to its limit.

 Her walls clenched violently, pulsing around me, desperate to wring me dry.

 I surrendered to the sensation, releasing deep within her—her womb my target.

 Hot streams filled her, wave after wave.


 ”Ohh!? Ooohh!”


 The flood sent her spiraling into another climax, her cries wild and untamed.

 Then, limp, she collapsed.


 ”Ooh… ooh…”


 Her blissed-out expression was one of pure, drugged happiness.

 Her golden eyes were distant, her flushed cheeks relaxed.


 ”Milord… I can… keep going… tomorrow…”


 The words slipped out just before she went completely slack, sinking into the mat.

 Her breathing steadied, unconscious.


 ”Pushed her too hard.”


 A day of running, coupled with such intensity—it was too much.


 I lifted her gently, returning her to the tub.

 Calling for Tifi, we washed Kéa’s body tenderly in the warm water.

 Even in her unconscious state, she looked peaceful, trusting.


 ”You really overdid it with Kéa, even though she’s exhausted.”


 Tifi’s scolding was justified.

 I *had* gone too far.

 A moment of reflection.

 But Kéa had earned her reward.

 Balance was key.

 After cleaning her, I carried her to the bedroom.

 Laying her on the soft bed, I pulled the sheets over her.


 ”You did well.”


 I stroked her hair lightly, and even in sleep, she smiled—content, carefree.

 Her vulnerability brought a smile to my lips too.

 She’d earned her reward, and it had been perfect.


 Sitting by the bed, we watched her sleep.


 ”By tomorrow evening, or the day after, Kéa should reach Saoriba Town.”


 ”Yes… probably.”


 I reassured Tifi, easing her worries.

 The stampede isn’t supposed to happen for a while yet.

 Looks like the worst-case scenario might be avoidable.

 If we can just──at the very least──protect Saoriba’s town, I’ll count that as a win.

 I want to prevent the stampede itself if I can… but that all depends on how the situation unfolds.


 ”Well, I guess we’ll figure it out.”


 For Tifi’s sake, for her family── I want to do everything I can.

 And of course, to repay Kéa’s effort for pushing so hard this time.


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