I Reincarnated as a Noble Bastard, So I'm Seducing All the Villainess-Chapter 106: The Sweet Taste of Revenge

To me, Ophelia was closer to a sexual doll than anything else, a vibrator with a series of additional, high-tech functions, if I can call it that. Atleast, he sensation she gives me is certainly better than those things could provide.

She is still lying down, with her butt raised and obviously without any resistance in the body, which is the perfect opportunity for me to take advantage. I position myself right behind her, first opening her pussy with both thumbs and watching the fluids drip in that sticky mound.

The way the Dwarf must have grown stupid from taking so many unilateral attacks, it would be easy to understand that tomorrow she again wouldn't have a very conscious day, so why not keep her trapped in bed with hip pain? My friend is aimed at that wet entrance, pushing slowly inside, taking advantage of her being on all fours.

Being on all fours made it much better to thrust as deep as possible, but with my slow hip movement, it was almost impossible to put everything inside. This was an anatomical difference I would like to play with, honestly.

Slowly, I increased the speed, watching her moan with her head down, her hips unconsciously moving to the rhythm I imposed. Hmm, those blonde braids are quite long, aren't they...?

I bring my hands to both braids and pull them back, leaving her slightly arched and throwing her face up, where she could see me. The position itself was extremely uncomfortable for the Dwarf, but nothing on her face said she was disliking it, so I decided to continue.

"You really are a masochist, you know?"

"It's all your fault, Darius..."

"Darius? It's Lord Moonlight, Ophelia!"

With that lack of manners after our business meeting, I strike Ophelia's butt, which trembles all over and gets a red mark on the top of her glute.

"Yes, Lord Moonlight!"

Wow, I think this bitch is missing a few screws. I guess that's what happens when you don't have an out-of-this-world sexual experience.

I decided it was time to change the angle and explore the anatomical difference in a bolder way.

With a quick movement, I give Ophelia a small push, making her slide off my cock. Without giving her time to recover, I flipped her over with a pull, leaving her belly up, then took both legs and folded them onto my shoulder.

She crossed her legs almost automatically, grabbing the bedspread and looking at me in a way that said "give me more", while biting her lips in anticipation.

This new position opened the Dwarf completely to me, exposing the wet flower that practically soaked my cock when I touched it. The contrast I could see was almost funny: from the Mayor moments ago, all cordial and tidy at the dinner table, now transformed into a complete slut who speaks more with her eyes than with her mouth.

I didn't even need to linger to find the entrance, because that thing was literally screaming to thrust inside with everything. Just as requested, I simply plunged everything in at once, with her letting out a sharp squeal that quickly changed to a moan.

I felt the head of the cock poke something, perhaps the uterus, and seeing that this seemed like the best choice, I insisted on drumming against that living beat.

I hug her thighs with my arms to keep her steady, and started thrusting like a beast out of a cage. The constant sound of flesh slapping only made me want to push harder, as if the thrusts combined with the contact of our skin were a song and I was just giving it a name through sex.

I decided to look at Ophelia's face. She was pale, but her eyes were half-closed, and her lips curved into a mask of pain and ecstasy, with a bit of drool coming out and staining the bed.

This is without counting the way tremors seized that little body every time I knocked her uterus, showing a complexity of expressions that always returned to excitement, sometimes accompanied by a painful laugh.

I pull the upper part of her body up, forcing her to sit and face me, keeping us both connected. Instead of holding her legs, I decided to release them and grab her thighs, keeping her trapped in that position, while she threw both closed hands onto my abdomen, looking for a place to hold or balance herself.

"Look at me, Ophelia!"

I didn't lose the chance to increase the pressure for myself, launching into the wave of pleasure that was destroying the Dwarf's pussy. She groaned, trying to speak, but could only breathe in short, quick inhalations.

Ugh, I'm close!

The sensation forced me to lean back, so I lay on top of Ophelia, trying to hold it in for as long as possible while my body pressed against hers. A pair of legs hooked onto my waist, but they were too short to wrap around me completely, looking more like a futile attempt to beg me to continue there.

Here it goes...!

My cum spilled inside, but I didn't stop because of that, making sure I would soak every little thing inside her, aiming to leave her more satisfied with this than the meal at the restaurant. When it was over, I immediately collapsed, having to support myself on my arms to avoid crushing her under my weight.

My body trembled with the aftershock of satisfaction. After a minute, I slowly pulled out, seeing the come spill out and soil the bed linens.

I look at the Dwarf. She remains motionless, eyes fixed on the ceiling, trapped in a little world of pleasure and rewinding what just happened in rapid succession.

A shame that for me, it wasn't time to stop. I still had energy, and she still had space for more submission.

"Get up, Ophelia."

I picked her up like a doll again and placed her against the headboard. I sit facing her, spreading my legs. With a tug on her ankles, I drag her forward, positioning her on the edge of the bed so she was sitting and facing me, with her legs open in a V on my lap.

"I can go for a little more and we still have time, so I'm going to abuse your goodwill just a little more."

I flash a smile, in contrast to Ophelia's fear-filled expression, by this point, she has lost her glasses God-knows-where. Her legs, being short, were fully exposed and vulnerable, and she had to lean forward onto my chest to maintain balance, or support herself on my shoulders. It was inevitable that we would be staring at each other.

My dick, which had already got the head start, immediately swelled upon seeing her flower so exposed and waiting. I didn't waste time. I grab the Dwarf's small, firm hips with both hands and thrust inside, but only the tip, to give a slow start before moving into the madness.

Ophelia let out a frustrated whine, trying to move to receive me fully, but I stop her.

"Quiet. You need to learn to wait, mayor. You can't have everything the moment you want it."

It's good for you to learn this lesson so you won't underestimate me in the future, Ophelia. I keep grazing that inner part, without shoving it all the way in to the spot she liked, while the Dwarf's hips trembled and begged for something more. She arched her spine in a desperate attempt to deepen the penetration, banging her chest against mine.

"D-Darius..."

"Lord Moonlight" I corrected, pulling her braids again, but with more delicacy than before, just enough to force her head to rest on my shoulder. "What did I tell you about that? You need to call me by my title, otherwise, I won't grant you anything."

"Lord Moonlight, please..."

I continued the teasing for a few more moments, making the superficial friction a hell of excitement for her. Her moans became louder, and she started crying, immersed in such frustration that for a moment I felt guilty.

"I can't take... any more... please, Lord Moonlight..."

Hearing her plea was the peak of my satisfaction. Ah, I can finally let loose...

"Since you insist, Miss..."

With a cruel smile, I pull her waist in one go and plunge what was left deep into Ophelia's pussy, forcing out another one of those shrieks that I don't know if they were from pain or pleasure.

"This is what you get for treating me like trash before. Remember the lie you told me at the mayor's office and then at dinner? This is your punishment for being a lying bitch."

All at once, I took complete control of the speed and decided to put it to the max. I could feel Ophelia shaking every time her uterus was struck, while she hid her face, burying it in my neck, where she bit my skin lightly to muffle the rest of the screams.

I didn't care about the pain, only about the satisfaction that she was right there, begging me for more, totally dominated.

I grab the back of her thighs, lifting them and forcing her body to arch even more, allowing the path to the end to be clear.

Ophelia looked about to explode, her spasms were visible, and the smell of sweat and pussy filled my nostrils. I'm not far from arriving either.

With one last violent and deep thrust, I spill everything inside at once, marking what was left of that disgusting vagina the Dwarf maintained. Goddamn, this is good...

Our bodies stayed glued together, I could feel her heart beating wildly against my chest. I stayed there for a while, hearing nothing but wonderful silence after a sweet revenge.

Slowly, I pulled away from her. Ophelia's body was flaccid, completely without strength. With a care I didn't know I possessed, I pushed her to the side of the bed, where she fell into a deep sleep, her body covered in sweat and other marks from our encounter.

Time to go.