Taming The Villainesses-Chapter 383: Predation (4) 18+

“Would you also grant me the wish to increase the number of wishes?”

“...That’s not allowed.”

“But you didn’t say I couldn’t ask for that. If you refuse, wouldn’t that be the same as breaking your word, Ayra-nim? Are you really okay with that?”

Slide—

I narrowed my eyes and stared at her. I made it seem like I was giving her a choice—either become a liar, or grant me more wishes.

Ayra let out a small sigh.

“Fine. Two. You get two wishes, and that’s it. I won’t allow any more than that. Teo, just be grateful that I’m putting up with your stubbornness.”

Two, huh.

Indeed, it looked like Ayra had come up with a compromise of her own. More than one, but fewer than three—the smallest multiple.

Still, to be able to name two wishes to the proud queen of Angmar... Even offering up gold coins piled as high as a fortress wouldn’t earn such a chance.

Enduring those hellish five minutes had paid off. I was feeling good.

“Then, my first wish...”

I glanced at Ayra, who was biting her lower lip. Truthfully, I’d imagined this one wish for a very long time.

“Ayra-nim, I’d like you to masturbate in front of me until you finish. And please don’t forget to spread your legs wide so I can see.”

“...What?”

Ayra scowled in utter shock.

That kind of expression on a beauty like Ayra—so fierce, it sent a chill down my spine that thrilled me even more than when she’d used telekinesis on my cock.

“......”

Ayra just glared at me. Her eyes said, “You used a wish for something like that?” and “How vile, to ask for such filth.”

To her, I said,

“If you don’t know how to pleasure yourself, I can teach you.”

“...Don’t treat me like an idiot.”

Saying that, Ayra slowly sat down on the bed.

I added,

“Please don’t forget to spread your legs nice and wide so I can see.”

“......”

Her gaze sharpened. If looks could pierce through skin, my skull would’ve had a gaping hole in it already.

“Go on.”

At my urging, Ayra turned her head to the side.

Then, she slowly spread her legs apart. Between the now-fallen negligee and her white thighs, her pink, plump flesh gleamed wet and slick with a transparent liquid.

Not a single hair in sight. The color of cherry blossoms. It looked completely untouched by human hands—pure innocence itself. The tightly closed slit looked narrow, and below it, the pretty little asshole had a lewd charm.

“I can’t believe I’m seeing this with my own eyes, Ayra-nim.”

“......”

“How are you feeling right now?”

Instead of answering, Ayra brought her hand between her thighs.

Her fingers brushed lightly where they shouldn’t have touched.

“...Hn.”

Maybe it surprised her—Ayra flinched slightly.

That delicate finger was now connected by a string of viscous fluid. She slowly touched her prominent clit with her index finger, circling it gently.

“...Hnngh...”

Sticky sounds and muffled moans, carefully suppressed, began to fill the quiet room.

Watching Ayra touch herself before me made all the blood rush to my head.

The Queen... was masturbating in front of me.

“You seem pretty skilled. Do you do this often, maybe when you’re alone?”

At my honest question, Ayra’s hand froze. Flustered, she snapped,

“...Of course not. Are you stupid?”

She had clearly never done this before. And since she was someone who never lies, I was sure of it. I was witnessing the first, historic masturbation of Ayra.

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Her index finger, nails lightly grown out, traced the folds between her damp petals. Whether it was knowledge or instinct guiding her, I couldn’t tell.

“...Haa... ngh... Is this really what you wanted to see? A wish... and this is all you asked for...”

Her breaths grew faster and hotter with every movement of her fingers.

At the same time, the nipples between her soft breasts stood firm.

It was obvious Ayra was aroused. And she wouldn’t stop her fingers until she came.

Twitch—

Her trembling hand, her legs now clenched inward, thighs squeezing her fingers between them.

“...Hnnngh...”

Her toes curled like a drawn bowstring, and thick beads of sweat rolled down the smooth body of the queen—untainted by even a speck of dust.

I wanted to see more.

I wanted to know everything about Ayra. The way she ate. Slept. Got angry. Laughed. Even the way she trembled with sexual pleasure.

Overcome by that desire, I slowly leaned closer between her legs. Then Ayra said,

“...You’re more excited than I am, Teo. You really wanted to see this much?”

“......”

“Then look.”

And finally, Ayra used her index and middle finger to spread open her lower lips—revealing the inner flesh that no one had ever seen before.

“It’s beautiful.”

I looked into her exposed hymen and inner walls, and with that image seared into me, I began stroking myself. Gripping my cock, slick with her saliva and precum.

Ayra’s black eyes watched me. Perhaps that excited her further—her breath now fully unrestrained.

“Nnh... haa... ngh... ahh... huhh...”

Her fingers moved faster and faster, so feverishly that it was hard to believe it was her first time. Just as the sticky sounds and moans reached my ears—

“Hnnngh! Ah... It’s weird... this weird feeling... aah!”

Ayra gasped, her body trembling. Her hand, which had been rubbing her clit, stopped—just twitching now.

I could tell she’d been overtaken by a short, intense climax.

At the same time, I was still trying to come, moving my hand frantically. But perhaps because I’d resisted such extreme stimulation earlier, the climax didn’t come as easily.

“Haa... haa... nghhh...”

With deep breaths, Ayra collapsed onto the blanket. At this moment, she was no longer a queen to me—just a woman.

She too could feel pleasure from masturbation. It felt like the noble image I’d kept of her inside me had cracked.

I thought she was different.

Like a child idealizing a goddess or idol, Ayra had been something more than human to me—an object of worship.

But now I saw—she was a woman.

A female, ready to accept a male. I wanted to bury my burning body inside hers. Inside her, the wet waves would squelch and ripple.

“......”

Her tear-streaked eyes turned to me. It was as if she were silently urging me to speak my second wish.

I didn’t have the willpower to resist that temptation.

“Ayra-nim, may I now tell you my second wish?”

So I moved in, spread her thighs apart again, and wedged my stiffened cock between them.

Squelch, slurp—

“...Hnngh...!”

Her pussy, soaked from everything that had happened, accepted me more easily than I’d expected. Though wet enough to not feel like a virgin, the tightness was undeniable.

“Urgh.”

A moan escaped my lips instantly. It was shameful, but I couldn’t help it.

After everything—my heightened sensitivity had built to its peak. It wouldn’t be strange to come instantly, yet I felt like I’d hit a wall right before climax.

So I pushed harder, thrusting inside Ayra’s depths. Every back-and-forth motion filled the room with wet squelching sounds.

“Haa... aah... haaa...!”

Ayra just tilted her head back, gasping raggedly. Her hips lifted, hands clenching the sheets tightly.

Slap, slosh, slap, squelch, squelch—

“Just a little more... If I just go a little more... Ayra-nim, can I move a bit harder? Just a bit...”

“Ahh... uhh...”

Was it not enough stimulation? I couldn’t reach climax. My head felt like it was bursting with sparks, like an egg exploding inside a microwave.

【Warning – 《Calm Thinking》 failed to activate.】

【Immediate detachment from current conditions advised—】

Letters flickered in my vision, but I couldn’t stop.

So I buried my face in Ayra’s swaying breasts and bit her nipple hard.

“━━━──!!!”

She let out a sound I’d never heard before—not quite a scream, not quite a moan.

It was indescribable.

I bit her breast firmly and tasted the sweet flavor on my tongue. Ayra, in turn, raked her clawed fingers down my back.

“Urgh!”

It hurt enough to make me shout.

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We were wounding each other. In this mutual exchange, I felt like I was taking a step forward. Yes, one step forward.

Then Ayra trembled and said,

“It hurts...”

At those unexpected words, I lifted my head from her chest.

Tears welled in Ayra’s black eyes. She looked like she was about to cry.

A strange sense of release welled up inside me. Like moving from a dark, narrow cave into the open light. Like breaking through a hard shell that had confined me.

So without stopping, I grabbed her thighs and shoved my thick, swollen cock all the way to the entrance of her womb.

“Aaah! Aah! It hurts...!”

Ayra truly looked like she was in pain.

Maybe it was the unbearable pain of a first-time virgin. Tears streamed down from her wide eyes, impossible to hide.

Ayra... was crying.

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As far as I knew, Ayra had never shed tears—not even when her family was taken from her, one by one.

But now, she was crying. Loudly, like the dammed-up emotions she’d kept sealed were finally breaking loose.