Chapter 329

The castle lay shrouded in the silence of deep night.

The Yuridina Clan symbolized the empire’s military authority.

The one who commanded legions upon legions was none other than Duke Yuridina himself. Furthermore, he was also a famed general who had waged wars against elves for hundreds of years.

Although he had grown frail due to illness now, the strength of his heritage remained undiminished.

This was why Yuridina Castle was still known as “impregnable.”

The castle’s various sections were fitted with soundproof barriers for security reasons, ensuring that any infiltrators would leak as little information as possible.

Every guard posted at the castle’s various routes was elite, having pledged loyalty to the Yuridina family over long years. Only those who had proven their fealty were eligible to guard the castle.

Thus, infiltrating Yuridina Castle was nearly impossible.

And heading to the sleeping quarters reserved for the Yuridina bloodline was even more so.

There was only one exception, however.

When the occupant of the room permitted it.

Tonight, Senior Delphine wanted to have a secret conversation with me. That was why the corridor leading to Senior Delphine’s room felt unusually quiet compared to usual.

Senior Delphine had taken such thorough precautions that when we reached her door, not a single sound could be heard.

At the time, I merely thought of how cautious Senior Delphine was about rooting out potential traitors.

But reflecting on it now, it was hard to dismiss the suspicion that this might have been part of an elaborate plan.

With only the two of us left alone, there was nothing holding us back.

Our lips met, tongues intertwined.

Our sensitive skin tingled with anticipation, until we eventually became one.

There was nothing to worry about.

Even if Senior Delphine beneath me let out fervent cries of passion, it wouldn’t matter—because there was no one else here but the two of us.

That fact swirled through my mind, intoxicated by the night and the wine.

I thought to myself that I must be insane.

And in a way, I truly was.

It was utterly absurd to maintain any composure with a woman as enticing as Senior Delphine. Each time our lips met, I couldn’t help but let out a faint moan.

As we moved together, our mucous membranes intertwined with an intimate suction.

A strange wave of heat and pressure coursed down my spine, delivering waves of pleasure. Though I had never experienced this before, it seemed Senior Delphine’s embrace was quite wonderful, enough to make my mind go completely blank.

In truth, neither of us was very knowledgeable or experienced. But this wasn’t different for Senior Delphine either.

There was nothing else for us to do but give ourselves over to desire and meld our bodies together.

That was enough.

Though Senior Delphine’s face had initially been filled with discomfort, her expression relaxed over time. The tightness within her also softened, cradling me gently.

The sweet aroma of her breath mingled with a sensuous body scent.

Senior Delphine gazed at me with a heated gaze.

Was it affection? Or desire?

Only a deep, honey-like emotion seemed to dwell in her eyes. Gulping for air, I thought this over.

“Ungh… mmm… Master! Aah… huff… Unh!”

Delphine’s moans and twisting body exhibited a surprising level of submissiveness that I wouldn’t have believed if she hadn’t been the same fiery woman who had just been teasing me.

All she did now was let out cries in rhythm with my thrusts.

I was slowly getting to know Delphine’s body better.

How to elicit better reactions from her?

Which touches could make her moans deepen?

And gradually, I realized that consistent rhythm mattered more than erratic and rough movements.

Having spent my childhood training my body, it was easy to put newfound knowledge into practice. I tried thrusting forcefully, pushing myself in until the hilt.

A soft sound of liquid splashed as Delphine’s back arched sharply in response.

“Kyee?!”

Her teeth clenched instinctively, her eyes possibly rolling back. The slight tremble in her facial muscles showed her reaction wasn’t entirely pleasure—it was pain.

An inconvenient fact surfaced: Delphine seemed to derive excitement from pain.

To balance pain with pleasure seemed to be necessary.

After pondering how best to solve this problem…

I decided to go for the simplest solution.

My hands reached up to massage her breasts, pinching softly at the rosy peaks. This caused her to release a sharp gasp of breath.

“Hyye? Uuuhh?!”

Delphine looked up at me with wide, disbelieving eyes. I tightened my grip on her breasts, and though she struggled to withstand it, her body gradually gave in.

Using the remaining hand, I lifted her body closer, bringing us face-to-face.

Our joined areas pressed closer together as I thrust further into her depths. She let out stifled sounds while gently tapping my back.

“Hak, whu… what are you… Kyaa?”

But before Delphine could protest anything, I straightened up suddenly.

Naturally, she had no choice but to wrap her legs around my waist. It wasn’t the most comfortable position for either of us, but the feeling was far from unpleasant.

The contact between our thighs and her buttocks was delightful, and even the smallest movement of my body caused hers to sway in sync.

The difference from lying down was stark—I felt myself delve deeper with each motion. Delphine’s insides contracted reflexively around me.

The friction of her mucous membranes caressing me caused me to unintentionally release a loud groan.

I slammed her body against the wall and relentlessly hammered into her.

Delphine’s cries grew louder.

“Hyuk! Ahh, ang! Please, stop a bit…! Uhh, umph, umph! Master…!”

Delphine’s body began to tremble lightly. She was clinging to me tightly with her arms and legs, her voice pleading pitifully.

“I… I can see everything…”

What did she mean?

I followed her finger to see a full-length mirror placed there. Within it, reflected was Delphine’s face, flushed and melting.

Hm. I gave it some thought.

Then I had a good idea.

Lifting her up once again, I stepped forward. Delphine squirmed in my grasp, evidently startled by my sudden changes, but by now the control was mine.

With a light toss, I set her down in front of the mirror and spoke: “Turn around.”

Delphine seemed to finally comprehend my intent, her face tinged with shame as she caught her breath heavily.

“Bu-but, Master… I’ve never done this before…”

“You’re my slave, remember?”

With a faint smile, I gently stroked her hair. At the touch of my hand, her body trembled visibly.

“Then you should obey me, right?”

She had been the one who dared to provoke me first.

At the least, I had the right to revenge myself on her.

In the end, Delphine slowly turned around.

Her snow-white nude form revealed itself in front of the mirror, though she tried to cover her most intimate parts with her hands.

I wouldn’t let her.

Pressing firmly on her back, Delphine lost her balance and steadied herself against the mirror.

My intimate advance within her met with resistance due to her stiff, curved spine—but that was to be expected. My rudimentary knowledge came mostly from snippets Reto had mentioned.

Apparently, virgins were annoying for these reasons.

Though, I wasn’t any more experienced myself.

Pushing her torso into a bow-like shape, I adjusted her positioning to allow for smoother penetration.

As Delphine stood there staring blankly at her naked reflection in the mirror…

I lifted her again.

By inserting my arm between her legs, she could no longer clench her thighs.

Delphine let out a faint scream and covered her eyes.

“Please, stop… It’s too embarrassing…”

“But you’re soaking wet.”

At that single sentence, Delphine’s mouth closed without a sound.

Slowly and hesitantly, she lowered her hands covering her face.

What was reflected in the mirror was utterly obscene.

Her rosy cheeks, her glistening juncture, the stiffened peaks of her breasts—all there for her to see.

Delphine seemed shocked and intrigued by her own sensuality.

Her gaze froze on her own reflection.

I pushed into her again with a slow but firm motion.

Truthfully, it was a strenuous position for me too. Inserting correctly was difficult, but it was worth the inconvenience.

A few droplets of fluid splattered onto the mirror.

As Delphine gazed at the wet marks, her breathing became even faster and deeper.

Her reddish eyes shimmered.

A trickle of liquid leaked from her core, leaving glistening trails down her thighs.

Undeniable evidence of Delphine’s arousal.

Her heavy breathing reached an unprecedented level of dishevelment.

In a hazy voice, I whispered:

“See? You were hoping for it.”

“…Hyuugh.”

And just as Delphine’s body gave a small shiver…

Thud, thud, thud.

I pumped into her with rapid, relentless thrusts. She let out her loudest cry yet.

“Hyyuh?! Unh, uuuh, aaa! Master… hhhh! Master!”

The position was awkward, so it couldn’t continue for long, but it didn’t matter anyway because Delphine was about to reach her climax.

Her hands grasped my shoulders tightly. Despite being uncomfortable, Delphine seemed too far gone to care about her position anymore.

Her body began to tremble.

Heavy, erratic breathing. Wild cries. The sensation of imminent climax building.

All feelings merged in a whirlpool, melting into a blissful wave of pleasure.

And then, shortly after…

“Aahh! Uh, haang! Aaahh… ah, aaaghhhh!”

Her body convulsed violently as she squeezed every remaining breath from her lungs.

Her cries were impossibly long, her voice muffled by clenched teeth, persistently leaking out.

Ssssh, her waist jerked as transparent fluid gushed out, saturating the full-length mirror.

Doubting that I had done something wrong, I worried briefly but quickly dismissed the thought.

Happiness radiated from her trembling body, her head thrown back in ecstasy.

What truly warranted concern lay elsewhere.

Clutching my teeth, I groaned: “Kuhh…”

The moment overwhelming climax surged through me, Delphine’s walls tightened, and I could no longer hold back.

I emptied myself completely, spurting semen deep inside her.

This was the problem.

What consequences might arise from our impulsive actions tonight?

Though fear gripped me momentarily, when Delphine wobbled and nearly collapsed, I had no choice but to steady her.

Fortunately, she managed to steady herself on the mirror.

Her heavy breathing and still-shaking legs testified to the intensity of her rapture.

She asked me:

“Wh-what did we do?”

Her gaze looking back at me was sharp, despite her abrupt question that seemed honest.

I tilted my head.

“What?”

There was no answer to my retort.

While Delphine caught her breath, she appeared lost in thought.

When I was about to worry,

“…Master.”

Delphine’s enchanting smile deepened as her legs trembled and her hips swayed.

An exposed pose that showcased all her intimate areas.

Including the milky fluid dripping from the crevasse.

Her body seemed unsatisfied still.

A ravenous flesh.

Delphine’s eyes, burning with an intense craving, spoke.

“My punishment is far from sufficient…”

And her lips curled slightly.

“Will you kindly teach this female slave proper etiquette, Master?”

Seeing that, I sighed deeply and smiled.

The answer was already decided.

That night, we spent a long time entwined in rapturous pleasure until Delphine’s exhaustion caused her to pass out.