Chapter 36: Obsessive Lover (18+)

Chapter 36: Obsessive Lover (18+) Warning: Sexual and Smut Content. Only suitable for adults (18+). Anna slid lower on the bed until she reached his feet, then carefully removed his trousers. Antimagic: a rare and feared trait among magical abilities, which was precisely what Anna wielded. Arthur couldn’t recall any character like her in the game. Yet, given his inability to move or access energy, it was clear she was both an assassin and an antimagic mage. Not only that, but she had clearly made contact with him earlier, and his instincts told him it had been during the party. ’How did she even slip something into my drink?’ Arthur wondered. ’But am I really about to lose my first time in both worlds to a complete stranger?’ Meanwhile, Anna delicately tugged down his underwear. She recoiled instantly as a rigid shaft sprang up, striking her face. Fear flickered in her eyes for a brief moment as she stared at it. ’Is it meant to be this big?’ she asked herself. ’No. Even if it tears me apart, I can’t back down now.’ Arthur’s face burned crimson as Anna crawled toward him. ’It’s the size of my head, no, my entire arm. But since I’m fully aroused, it should be fine... right?’ This was the opportunity Arthur had been waiting for. He needed to exploit her fear. Truthfully, he wanted this just as much as anyone else, but guilt gnawed at him, it felt like betraying his wives. Yet a darker part of him craved it, rationalizing that he could simply marry her afterward to justify it. But that would mean losing. "Anna," he murmured, "you’ve heard it before, haven’t you? A girl’s first time hurts. Now imagine if yours is with this—you’d die." Anna locked eyes with him, then grinned, a wild, unhinged smile. Arthur’s stomach dropped. "Are you worried about me, Arthur?" She inched closer, regaining her composure. "I love you! I love you! I love you!" She inhaled sharply. "And I’m happy you love me too." Her gaze returned to the thick shaft cradled in her delicate hands. "It’s not just big... it’s burning." She wrapped her fingers around him, attempting to encircle his girth, but her efforts were futile. Though she’d heard tales of male anatomy, she’d never heard about one—this massive. "I’m glad I made you hard." Tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, she parted her plush red lips, hesitantly extending her tongue to flick the tip. Her tongue traced slow circles before tilting her head to lick along the side. With each motion, her ample chest swayed, the tight nightgown accentuating every curve. She gasped for air, struggling to find her rhythm. And Arthur? He felt everything. Every brush of her tongue sent jolts of pleasure through him, lightning strikes of sensation he fought not to vocalize. He’d never imagined it could feel this intense. He craved more, even as guilt clawed at him. Yet part of him wanted to prove his resolve. Except the magic and poison still held him paralyzed. Anna tightened her grip on his manhood, her lips stretching wider before she swallowed nearly a quarter of his length. Her nightgown clung to her curves, her breasts swaying with every bob of her head. She took him deeper, gagging as his length hit her throat, tears glistening. But she didn’t stop. ’Gods, she’s relentless.’ Arthur’s toes curled. Her mouth was a furnace, her tongue a wicked thing tracing his veins. Every suck, every slurp, sent lightning down his spine. When she pulled off, a string of spit connected her lips to his glistening crown. She lapped at the precum beading there, humming at the taste. "It’s getting sweeter," she murmured, then swallowed him again. Her lips glided over him without licking. Then, without warning, she took him deep again. Each time she did, Arthur felt his control slipping. She was too skilled for someone inexperienced. Her tongue swirled around the head, worshiping every inch. ’My mind’s going blank,’ Anna thought. ’I’m burning up down there too.’ She tried to focus on Arthur, but her vision blurred beyond recognition. Still, she felt him trembling beneath her touch, his breaths growing ragged. Arthur couldn’t believe he’d gone three years without this feeling. It was transcendent. He yearned to grip her head as she devoured him, but his arms remained useless. Oddly, being at a woman’s mercy felt even better, not that he had any frame of reference for a "normal" encounter. "You’re not finishing. Am I doing it wrong?" Arthur wanted to ignore her, but something compelled him to answer. "It feels good..." he admitted, battling to keep his turmoil hidden. Anna nodded, as if deciphering his unspoken conflict. She crawled up to his chest, breathless as if she’d sprinted a mile. Clutching her nightgown, she peeled it off gracefully. Beneath the sheer black fabric lay no underwear. Her full breasts and the lush curve of her hips seemed sculpted to undo him. The slickness from her folds mingled with the saliva coating his arousal as she leaned in, capturing his lips in a searing kiss. She rubbed his length over her wetness, her tits bouncing, her cries rising in pitch. "A-Arthur!" Her hips rocked forward, then back, soft moans escaping her. Her chest bouncing with each movement. She arched her back sharply before breaking the kiss. Arthur bit his lip as the teasing friction of her entrance against his shaft nearly made him black out. Anna’s eyes rolled back, her climax crashing over her. "N-no~" she whimpered before collapsing onto him. Her breaths came in shallow gasps. "Ooh~ aaah~" She shuddered against him, but when their eyes met, she pushed herself upright again. Struggling to steady her breathing, she reclaimed his length. Rationality had abandoned her, she only craved more. More pleasure. More of him. More of her enternal lover. Gripping him firmly, she spread her legs, her arousal dripping onto his skin. Her thighs were lush, and Arthur ached to seize them. She positioned him at her entrance, one hand muffling her moans. With agonizing slowness, she sheathed him inside. Her eyes rolled back, nearly vanishing into her skull. 『 Anna’s Affection For You Has Surpassed The Maximum Level 』 『 You Have Earned An Obessive Uncontrollable Lover 』 She bit her lip, her moans escalating in pitch. Blood trickled between her thighs as she began to move. Arthur’s breath hitched, a groan tearing from his throat. ’It’s so good.’ Her tightness was unreal, each thrust threatened to crush him, and when she rocked forward, his tip struck something deep, spurring her on. She braced her hands on his chest, surrendering to the pleasure. "This is amazing!" she cried. "Why does it feel this good?" Her pace quickened, her breasts bouncing wildly. Every time she took him fully, her backside slapped against him, the lewd sound echoing. We’re one now. That was the only coherent thought Anna could muster. But even that dissolved into pleasure as she pressed her chest to his, their bodies melding in heat. She kissed him again, slow at first, then feverish. When she pulled away, her nails raked down his chest. Arthur felt her inner walls clench around him, her wetness making it feel like floating in warm water. "Haaa~ aaah~ mmmnh~ haaaaaah!" The sounds spilled from her lips unbidden. She barely recognized her own voice, so lewd, so unlike her noble demeanor. Yet it was all she could manage. SQULECH! SQULECH! CREAK! CREAK! "Art... Ahn~ I love you... Aaaah... D-do you...?" Arthur felt his release building. Anna’s eyes rolled back as another orgasm ripped through her, her walls clamping down on him with impossible pressure. The pleasure multiplied tenfold—her velvet heat milking him relentlessly. "Kyaa!" Arthur spilled into her as she screamed, her tongue lolling, drool dripping from her lips. He exhaled shakily as she collapsed onto his chest, unconscious. As he struggled to regain his senses, the door creaked open, flooding the room with light. (A/N): Guys this is my first 18+ Chapter. And I’m not sure if I did it right, so comment and rate it for me. So I can fix my mistakes. ─── ✦ End of Chapter ✦ ───