How the Villainous Consort Avoids His Death Ending - Chapter 13.1🔞
The intense citrus scent began to overpower the faint lavender, intertwining with Tristan’s alpha pheromones. It felt as if their scents had always been one, a dazzling and overwhelming mixture that cascaded over my body like a waterfall.
My insides churned, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure. I couldn’t escape the sound of my own desperate moans. Tristan’s firm thighs withdrew, only to thrust against my hips again.
His thick member rubbed against the sensitive flesh deep within, igniting waves of sensation. My head fell back, and I felt his length, hot and burning, inside me.
“Ah, sob, uh, ah… ah, ugh…”
My body trembled violently, pupils dilated. A cry escaped my lips, and saliva dripped from my half-open mouth. Simultaneously, a thick fluid burst from deep within my core.
“Ah, uh, huff, ah, ha…”
I rolled my eyes back, collapsing completely. My limbs shook, and my hips bucked uncontrollably. My heart pounded so hard it felt like it would burst from my chest. But it wasn’t over yet.
Tristan’s eyes were dark, almost black. He licked his lower lip with a red tongue, looking at my body, slick with saliva, semen, and my own fluids. I gasped, catching my breath.
“Tristan…”
The room, filled with our entwined pheromones, was thick with moisture. Tristan’s face, usually so familiar, now seemed strange. He leaned in, capturing my lips with his. The sweet scent of our mingled breaths filled the air.
At that moment, Tristan began to move his member, still deep inside me.
“Ah… uh, ouch, ah…”
The long night was just beginning.
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I struggled to open my heavy eyelids. Turning my head, I saw clothes scattered haphazardly on the floor, crumpled and contrasting sharply with the elegant, luxurious furniture. The harsh, bright sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the room.
I stared blankly at the scene, then suddenly jolted awake.
“Oh… huff!”
But as I tried to sit up, a sharp pain shot through my spine. I nearly collapsed, but strong arms caught me, pulling me into a firm embrace. If not for that, I would have hit the floor face-first.
Unfortunately, the person who had saved me was the same one who had caused my pain.
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Under the bright sunlight, I found myself face-to-face with the stunning alpha, and an awkward silence fell between us.
The system shattered the silence with a loud alarm.
[♨Warning, warning!♨ Good morning! The system is issuing a warning.]
Currently diagnosing the results of the unexpected event caused by the user’s desires.
All responsibility lies with the user who failed to suppress their desires, and penalties will be imposed!
“…I’m doomed.”
I muttered without thinking, and Tristan flinched, his brow furrowing slightly.
“What did you say?”
“Huh? No, I wasn’t talking to you, Your Highness.”
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In the empty room, naked and facing each other, I had muttered “I’m doomed” to no one in particular. Tristan looked as if he wanted to ask if things were really that bad, his expression anxious.
But Tristan wasn’t the problem. Well, he was, but that could wait. I ignored him, turning my attention inward to question the system.
“It was a heat cycle. Isn’t it natural for something like this to happen? Isn’t it a bit harsh to impose penalties for this?”
The system had even kindly labeled it as a “heat cycle” event. I narrowed my eyes, demanding an explanation, and the system huffed in response.
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