Volume 3 Chapter 101 Sarah, Sarah, Sararah III♥
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Huff♡ puff♡ gulp♡ ha♡ ha♡ ha♡”
A muffled symphony of lewd sounds and overwhelming scents filled the air.
Sarah, her bangs plastered to her forehead, was lost in the moment, swaying her hips back and forth.
The white negligee covering the young man’s lower abdomen only served to stoke the imagination further, hidden as it was from view.
The massive, reddish-black phallus that was seen earlier was now nestled within her, arched like a bow.
Sarah pressed her cheek against his broad chest, enduring the intense climax with all her might.
Her brown, ample breasts flattened against his chest.
Her nipple grazed his firm skin, sending shivers down to her core ── a jolt of lightning piercing through her.
She swallowed her spit and stopped her hips.
Then, realizing she was drooling from the corner of her mouth, she flushed with embarrassment.
”What’s wrong? You stopped moving your hips. Is there a problem?”
”It’s nothing. I’m just a bit tired.”
Wiping her drool with the back of her hand, she dismissed him with a surly tone.
Sarah knew the man she was with had a wife, and she was nothing more than a pawn for his magical power.
She had planned to use the knowledge and techniques she learned during her warrior monk training to manipulate him, but from the start, he had taken control, leaving her pleasured but unfulfilled time and again.
She felt ashamed and resentful.
She couldn’t afford to take this seriously, but she was determined to take back some measure of pride.
Her trivial sense of pride was at odds with the fact that she was completely ruining her childhood friend’s sex life.
”I can’t seem to cum at all.”
”Shut up! I can’t move my hips anymore!”
”Then I’ll help you out.”
”Hic♡”
The hot rod, deeply embedded, thrust upwards with a vigor that stole her breath.
The sensation of being pressed at her depths made her gasp.
The man’s rough right hand reached for Sarah’s bottom, still covered in her white negligee.
And then, as if to support her, his left hand embraced her back.
”Ohhh…♡”
A soft whimper escaped her lips.
Fingers gripped her hips, hiked up her skirt, and probed her intimate place, but she couldn’t react.
The man nibbled her neck, licked it, and breathed into her ear, sending shivers down Sarah’s shoulders.
”Stop!”
”……”
Silence.
Meanwhile, her aching nipples, raw from pinching, rubbed against his chest, sending her spiraling toward another climax.
”You don’t mean that.”
*Crunch*—he bit her ear.
Sparks flashed in her vision as her lower abdomen clenched tightly.
”Say you want more.”
”…!♡”
*Splash!* Their junction overflowed.
Her second orgasm of the day left Sarah’s mind blank.
”Uhh…♡ Ahh…♡”
”What a shameless woman. Look what you’ve done to my clothes. Apologize.”
”Sorry…”
”There, there. Good girl.”
He patted her head.
”But you’re always so angry. Do you… dislike me, Sarah? I adore you, but are we… incompatible?”
”――――!?”
Incompatible.
The word pierced Sarah’s heart.
Her mind flashed to the black-haired Head Magician Kian loved, and the Dark Elf Head Magician he kept as a mistress.
Sarah was below them.
Despite being his childhood friend.
Despite loving Kian—truly, deeply.
She’d loved him far longer than those newcomers, cherished his kindness and hard work, yet here she was.
”――――”
”Sarah?”
”……”
”Are you crying?”
Sarah felt the dam inside her break.
”I love Kian too.”
Sarah clenched her fists against Kian’s chest.
”Huh?”
”I’ve always loved you! Yet you’re with someone else, surrounded by women, flaunting your affection!”
Sarah’s calm voice cut in, questioning which idiot had the nerve to say that.
She was practically accusing them: they threw Kian away, didn’t they?
And she knew──she’s the one who knocked Kian into the dirtiest pit of despair.
”You said you’d marry me someday. So why is it like this? Because I love Kian the most ── not Ms. Christy, not Rufna. *Me*!”
(It’s over.)
After declaring it all, Sarah was struck by despair.
She had just said the one thing she absolutely shouldn’t.
Kian’s kindness kept her close, but she spat out her selfish feelings ── totally clueless about him.
She was the worst, a terrible, selfish woman.
Sarah shut her eyes and waited for her death sentence.
Surely, Kian would push her aside and storm off to his bed, leaving her behind.
Looking back, it was a messy, pointless affair.
If only she’d stopped Kian from going out drinking at night…
But then──Kian returned.
And he brought a gentle hug.
”Sarah, thank you. I love you too.”
”…!”
”I’m so happy. It’s like a dream ── finally, we can do this.”
”N-why?”
”Huh?”
”Why are you so soft?..”
”Come on, let’s finish what we started.”
”Huh?”
”Honestly, it’s kinda tough being stopped like that ── it’s frustrating.”
Seeing Kian’s serious face as he said that, Sarah couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
Freed from the stress of possibly being abandoned, her laugh just spilled out naturally.
”Y-yeah, I guess so…”
Sarah felt like a weight had been lifted from her chest.
After hesitating a moment, she leaned in and kissed Kian’s lips.
Not a lustful, desperate kiss, but one full of honesty and sincerity.
”Shall we continue?”
* * *
I want you to spank me like before…──
Setting aside her pride, Sarah confessed her desire openly. She feared scorn, but then again, Kian was no stranger to peculiar tastes himself.
Heart racing with anticipation, Sarah braced her hands against the oak tree, thrusting her hips backward. Her white negligee clung damply to her skin, soaked with arousal.
Normally, the wetness would bother her, but her heated body made it barely noticeable.
All she could think about was how badly she wanted him to spank her.
Arching her backside high, Sarah glanced over her shoulder at the young man watching silently behind her.
(The negligee’s clinging to my hips… Kian’s seeing this…)
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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