I Took A Succubus's First Time-Chapter 234: Hina and Hiyori, Connective Love Link

Chapter 234: Hina and Hiyori, Connective Love Link

[A/N: I posted a chapter last night, but it turns out it never went through. So in this update, I’ll be including two chapters’ worth of content. Both the one I thought I posted and the new one.]

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Kouhei suddenly moved on top of Hina.

Watching that unfold, Hiyori’s breath caught in her throat.

Her eyes widened slightly in surprise, then narrowed with curiosity, her mind buzzing.

He really just went for it… she thought, a mix of awe and embarrassment rising in her chest.

How bold…

Then again, knowing this wasn’t their first time, maybe this kind of intimacy had already become something natural between them.

But it didn’t stop her heart from thumping loudly in her chest as she swallowed dryly.

A strange heat started to bloom inside her.

The image of a more assertive Kouhei began etching itself deeper into her thoughts. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, her pulse speeding up for reasons she couldn’t explain.

That version of Kouhei was messing with her mind.

And her reasoning.

Kouhei glanced sideways, his eyes landing on Hiyori.

She was blushing furiously, her face practically glowing red.

Her hands were clenched tightly into fists on her lap, and she looked like she couldn’t decide whether to keep watching or look away.

What was he supposed to do in a situation like this?

Well… the answer was obvious. He had to have sex with Hina. That was the goal.

But the awkward tension hanging in the room was making things a little difficult.

He couldn’t just jump in as if none of this was strange. It wasn’t like he was some pervert who got off on being watched mid-fuck.

He was seriously worried that if he kept doing things like this, some strange fetish would eventually bloom in his head. That he’d start craving eyes on him whenever he was inside someone. The idea unsettled him.

Still, the situation didn’t allow him much room to hesitate.

If they didn’t go through with it, then they had no chance against the threat that waited beyond the barrier.

Masayoshi.

That freak’s regeneration was absurd.

Not just fast—it was inhuman.

Even Yumi, with her powerful healing magic, would find it unbelievable.

Masayoshi could recover from wounds instantly, and even when limbs were completely severed, he could regrow them like it was nothing. The bastard just wouldn’t stay down.

The only way to beat him was to disintegrate his entire body.

Wounds didn’t matter. He’d just heal them, after all. They needed to erase him entirely.

He wasn’t a tank in game mechanics, but someone who healed insanely fast.

Someone like that could be considered a tank, but a real tank is someone who doesn’t take much damage no matter what you throw at them.

Masayoshi was different.

He could be hurt. His limbs could be burned, slashed, broken. He could bleed.

But he didn’t flinch. He didn’t react.

It was like he’d lost all sense of pain. It was either from his regeneration or just sheer madness. He shrugged off brutal attacks like they were nothing, only to patch himself up in seconds. His brain had completely detached itself from the concept of death.

Still, he wasn’t indestructible. He wasn’t a tank.

Which meant if they could hit him hard enough that he couldn’t regenerate, he could be defeated. And since he didn’t seem to care about getting hit, thinking he’d just regen anyway…

This might be easier than expected.

If they could deliver enough damage in one strike—enough to make it impossible for him to regenerate—it was over.

And since he didn’t dodge or block much, overconfident in his recovery, he left himself wide open.

All they needed was one perfect, destructive blow.

That’s why they had to perform the Love Link.

With that, Hina could summon a devastating sphere of dark magic that would annihilate Masayoshi completely. Leave nothing behind for him to regenerate from.

But there was a condition.

To trigger the Love Link, they needed to orgasm at the same time.

Orgasm was the point where two hearts synced, almost perfectly aligned in feeling and thought. That shared urge to cum together was what made the Love Link possible.

Which meant they had to fuck to make it happen.

But Hiyori was right there.

And she’d said she wanted to watch.

Kouhei didn’t know if any of this was morally okay.

But right now, he didn’t have the luxury to be shy or conflicted. Every second they wasted was another second the enemy grew stronger.

So, taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and slid his hand down Hina’s body, gently reaching for the hem of her panties.

Hina was sprawled on the bed, wrists bound to the headboard with his belt. She couldn’t move. Her body was helpless beneath him. But not once did she resist. If anything, she looked excited.

As he tugged the fabric down, inch by inch, she shivered.

The panties clung stubbornly to her damp skin, the soaked material dragging across her thighs as he pulled them lower.

When they reached mid-thigh, he finally saw just how aroused she was.

His breath hitched.

Her wetness was thick. It was almost creamy in texture, and even with the panties still hanging around her thighs, a glistening thread of her love juice stretched from the crotch of her panties to her swollen pussy lips.

It didn’t break.

It shimmered like silk under the dim light.

“Fufufu…” Hina giggled, her voice sultry and breathy. “Looks like I’m really wet right now… I was already horny, but now that you’ve done this to me…” She lightly tugged at her tied wrists, testing the belt holding her in place. It didn’t budge. “I’m feeling even hornier now.”

Her eyes, already lust-glazed, began to change.

Heart-shaped pupils bloomed in her gaze.

It should’ve looked weird.

But Kouhei didn’t find it disturbing.

She was a succubus, after all.

Of course it was fine.

He pulled the panties lower, past her knees. One foot slid out of them completely, and he let the other leg keep the loop of fabric lazily resting around her ankle.

Then, with steady hands, he lifted both of her legs.

Slowly, he bent her in half, her knees pressed toward her shoulders.

And then it hit him.

The scent.

The moment she was exposed fully, her pussy’s aroma filled the air. It wasn’t overpowering. If anything, it was intoxicating. Sweet and citrusy, like lemon or ripe oranges, with an underlying musk of lust.

It clung to the air like a drug, teasing his senses, making his throat dry and his pants tighter.

It was the scent of a horny succubus in heat.

And it was addictive.

With Hina’s pussy lips right in front of him now, there was only one thing left to do.

Kouhei stuck his tongue out and gave the swollen bead a little flick.

“Nghhhhhhh~!”

Hina moaned out loud, her body twitching from the sudden stimulation on her clitoris.

Without wasting a second, Kouhei leaned in and started lapping at her pussy with his tongue, licking her right there without hesitation.

“Hnnnnghggghh~ aaahnnnn~ Ahhh…!? Hnghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~!!!”

The sensation of his tongue dragging slowly along her vagina felt incredibly good. Her back arched as her body quivered in pleasure. Her eyes were starting to roll up to the back of her head just from the way his tongue moved so skillfully over her folds.

Meanwhile, Hiyori could hardly believe what she was seeing.

Kouhei…

That same Okumura Kouhei was really doing it with Hina.

And Hina… the Ice Princess herself… was moaning helplessly in pleasure.

Something about this entire scene was messing with Hiyori’s head. Her breath grew ragged, her chest rising and falling with each shaky inhale. For some reason, her breathing had become more uneven, more erratic… and now, she was becoming painfully aware of the growing wetness soaking between her thighs.

But Kouhei, completely focused on the woman beneath him, remained unaware of Hiyori’s inner struggle.

He just kept lapping his tongue against Hina’s pussy, letting her juices gush freely from her vagina and licking up every bit of it as it came out.

“Ahhh… K-Kouhei…~ AHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhnnn~…! Ahhh, ahhh, ah, ahhhh, ah, ah, aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh…~~~!!!!!!”

Hina couldn’t take it anymore. Her body trembled, and she completely let go.

A thick stream of fluid gushed from her pussy, splashing straight onto Kouhei’s face. It wasn’t just a few drops—it was enough to drench his entire face, coating his skin in her release.

But Kouhei didn’t flinch.

He opened his mouth, letting every drop pour in, drinking it all without hesitation.

The taste was slightly tangy, with a texture that was noticeably different from regular water—but surprisingly, it wasn’t bad at all. In fact, it was good.

After swallowing everything she gave him, Kouhei wiped his face with the back of his hand. Then, steady and calm, he sat back on his knees atop the bed.

“I’m going to do it now, Hina-san,” he said, his voice low but sure.

He grabbed his cock with one hand, giving it a little stroke before aiming it directly at Hina’s entrance.

‘Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah…’

From her seat nearby, Hiyori watched the whole thing unfold, unable to tear her eyes away. She tried to cover her face with her hands, but her fingers were spread apart—wide enough to peek through the gaps as curiosity overwhelmed her hesitation.

Kouhei, after lining his cock right at Hina’s pussy, slowly pushed in.

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Kouhei’s cock slowly pushed into Hina’s dripping pussy, the head spreading her soft, slick folds apart with little resistance.

Her walls clung to him, sucking him in like a vacuum, eager and greedy for every inch of his throbbing dick.

It went in smoothly… too smoothly, in fact—like her body had been made just for him.

Hiyori’s eyes flew wide open, her breath catching in her throat as she witnessed the sheer size of Kouhei’s cock disappear into Hina’s soaked entrance.

That thick, veiny monster he had hanging between his legs… it slipped into her like it belonged there.

Something shifted deep inside Hiyori.

Her chest tightened.

Her body started to heat up, a slow burn crawling up her skin and pooling between her legs.

Her breath grew uneven, hitching as her chest began to rise and fall faster than before.

‘It’s so hot… What the hell is this feeling…?’

Her thoughts tangled in confusion, her body betraying her as warmth surged beneath her skin.

Her thighs rubbed together unconsciously, and her eyes locked onto the scene before her as if hypnotized, with her focus blurred, and the reality felt distant.

Meanwhile, Hina’s mind went completely blank the moment Kouhei’s cock sank all the way into her, burying itself to the hilt. Her entire body twitched.

“Haaaaaaaa…~”

A sweet, breathy moan slipped out of her lips as her head rolled back, eyes glazing over in a haze of ecstasy.

Her mouth trembled, parted as though she was gasping for air after being submerged underwater.

Just the penetration alone was enough to send light waves of orgasmic pleasure coursing through her.

Kouhei’s hands slid upward, rough palms gliding across the silky skin of her legs.

He reached the tender flesh behind her knees, gripping it firmly and possessively.

With a subtle shift of his hips, he adjusted his position, aligning himself so that each thrust would strike deep.

He wanted to carve this moment into her.

To make sure she’d never forget who he was now. This life—this chaos as well as this ecstasy—he loved it.

Then, without warning, he slammed into her.

“Ahnnnnnn~! Ahhh, ahhh, hnnn, ahhhnnnn~ a, a, ahhh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah~~, ahhhh, ahhh, ahhh~~!!!”

The rhythm of flesh smacking against flesh cracked through the infirmary like thunder.

Each brutal thrust sent ripples across Hina’s body, her tits bouncing with every impact, her moans hitting the walls like echoes in a storm.

“Ahhhnnng~ Ahhh, ah, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhnnnn~ Ahhhhh~ Yannnnnn~! Hnghhh~! Ahhhnn ahh, ahhh…~!”

Kouhei’s grip on the back of her knees tightened, his fingers digging into her supple skin.

The bed beneath them groaned and creaked under the force of his relentless pace.

With each slam of his hips, the wet, lewd sound of his cock pounding into her slick cunt filled the air.

Her legs shook. Her toes curled.

His body moved with a violent purpose, like he was trying to etch himself into her very soul.

“Ahhhn, ahhh~ Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahhhh~!!! Hhaaaannnnn~!!!”

Her mouth dropped open as her tongue lolled out, drool dripping down her chin. Her eyes lost focus, spinning into heart-shaped symbols of unfiltered pleasure.

Kouhei didn’t stop.

He kept going.

He went harder, deeper and rougher.

Driving into her like he was chasing something only he could see.

‘T-This is insane!!!’

Hiyori’s voice trembled in a whisper, barely escaping her lips as she peered through the narrow space between her fingers.

Her hand shook slightly, her heart thundering in her chest like a wild drumbeat.

The sight before her eyes… it was something she never imagined she would witness with her own eyes.

Kouhei and Hina—two people she knew—were having sex.

And not just sex. It was passionate and violently intense.

Kouhei wasn’t just thrusting into Hina—he was dominating her, owning her with each punishing stroke of his hips.

His movements were forceful and precise, driving into her again and again like a beast in heat.

The sound of skin slapping echoed in the room, accompanied by the wet squelch of their connection and Hina’s desperate, high-pitched moans.

She was quivering beneath him, her entire body trembling uncontrollably as Kouhei pounded her without pause, pulling out and plunging back in with rhythmic intensity.

And Kouhei… Kouhei looked like he was built for this.

His body moved like he knew exactly how to make her feel good.

Every thrust he delivered sent a jolt of pleasure through Hina, making her cry out with unfiltered lust.

Her voice—soaked in pleasure—kept rising, her moans bouncing off the walls as her back arched with every deep push.

And then… Hiyori felt it.

A strange, creeping heat curling low in her belly.

She gulped hard, the back of her throat dry like sandpaper, her chest rising and falling faster by the second.

Something inside her core was stirring and burning slowly but surely. That warmth turned into heat… and that heat quickly became unbearable.

She could feel it.

Spreading.

It was making her dizzy… her head felt light, like she was floating.

Her body was reacting uncontrollably, panting in an unnatural rhythm, as if she’d just sprinted a full marathon… even though she hadn’t moved at all.

She squeezed her thighs together… very tight. Desperate to calm the throbbing ache between her legs.

But it was useless.

The more she tried to suppress it, the more the sensation flared.

Her breath hitched as her hand hesitantly traveled down the front of her skirt. Her fingers slipped underneath it, and when they brushed against her panties—

She froze.

Soaked.

She was soaked down there.

The fabric clung to her like a second skin, drenched with arousal. J

ust the lightest pressure from her fingertip caused moisture to seep through, slicking the cloth and running across her skin.

Pulling her hand out slowly, she stared at her glistening fingers…

“Did this… come out from just watching the two of them…?”

She didn’t need to answer. The answer was already there. It was very clear as day. Her body had responded.

And without even thinking, her hand slid back down under her skirt.

This time, she pushed past the waistband of her panties, slipping her trembling fingers into the wet heat beneath.

Her skin shivered.

“This is the first time I’m touching myself down there…” she thought, eyes glazing over. “But… it feels really good…”

The moment her fingers explored the slick folds of her entrance, her thoughts became hazy, her senses drowned in a thick fog of desire.

Her lips parted as moans spilled out.

“Ahhh… hnnn…~”

Watching Kouhei fuck Hina so roughly—seeing her moan, and gasp—it awakened something in Hiyori.

Something she never knew she had.

Her fingers brushed along her entrance again, teasing, circling, slipping.

And all the while, her eyes stayed locked on the scene in front of her.

She wanted it to be her.

She wanted to be the one beneath Kouhei.

Wanted to be the one screaming his name while he fucked her senseless. The thought alone made her legs twitch.

Kouhei and Hina were lost in their own world now, their bodies grinding together in perfect sync, voices rising in feverish harmony as the edge approached.

“Hnnghhh, hnnnn, hhhnnn, ahhnn~… Ahhh, ahh, ahhh, ahhhnn!”

Hina’s expression was pure debauchery with her cheeks flushed, tongue lolling out, eyes rolled back in ecstasy. Her face had twisted into a full ahegao, completely ruined by pleasure.

Seeing that look… drove Kouhei even crazier.

“Ahh…~ Ahhh, it’s coming… I’m cumming…~ T-Together…! Please… together…!”

Hina’s voice slithered deep into Kouhei’s mind like a siren’s song.

He lost control.

His hips slammed harder and faster. He was desperate to chase the high.

His muscles tensed, and his thrusts became erratic, frantic and determined to bring them both over the edge.

And while all of this was happening…

Hiyori felt it too.

The tension inside her core had reached its breaking point.

‘Ahh… M-Me too…!’

She was about to cum too.

Her body trembled… on the edge, just like them.

She was going to cum at the exact same time they did.

And then, suddenly, light erupted from Kouhei’s and Hina’s bodies as they both neared the brink of their climax. The glow was subtle at first, but quickly intensified, wrapping around them like an aura.

But they weren’t the only ones experiencing it.

Because Hiyori’s body… was glowing too.

That same light shimmered around her trembling form, matching the rhythm of her heartbeat, synced perfectly with theirs.

Her breathing hitched as her glowing aura pulsed, just like theirs.

The air between the three shimmered.

The aura surrounding them all began to move, gravitating toward each other—slowly at first, and then faster—like invisible threads of energy being pulled by some unseen force.

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“Hnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa~!!!!”

“Mnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn~!!!”

Kouhei’s body tensed hard as he came, his cock twitching while he shot his cum deep into Hina, filling her womb completely to the brim.

Hina’s entire body shook as her climax hit her like a tidal wave.

Her eyes rolled all the way back until only the whites were visible with her face twisted in pure, ruined ecstasy.

And at the exact same time… Hiyori came, too.

Her orgasm crashed through her like a lightning strike. It was so intense and so overwhelming, that for a moment, she genuinely thought she saw stars explode right in front of her eyes.

And then…

The three swirling auras around them—Kouhei’s, Hina’s, and Hiyori’s—drew closer and closer, spiraling tightly around each other in a mesmerizing dance, until they finally merged.

The glowing lights fused into one.

The three of them… had just completed a Connective Love Link.