Summoned a God by Mistake, Now He Won’t Go Back - Chapter 44

“I want to know more about you.”

“If you’re curious about me, then you can just look at me. There’s no need to look at other witches—!”

She swallowed the rest of her sentence.

“So you want me to look only at you?”

She’d snapped at him without thinking, and only then realized how it sounded. Her face turned bright red.

Alnazir nodded as if he understood and began thrusting upward again. The water sloshed violently, spilling over the edge of the tub and onto the floor.

“Fay. You can hear me. You need to answer properly.”

Not answering. Fay clamped her mouth shut and shook her head. Admitting it outright was far too embarrassing.

“Fay.”

“Ugh—ngh, th-that’s too deep…!”

“If you want my attention, then be honest.”

“I—I—hah, ngh, ahhh…!”

With both openings being filled at once, her mind teetered on the brink of blacking out. She was going to die. It was too much. She couldn’t take it.

Now she finally understood why he’d dismissed her earlier complaints as exaggeration. Compared to this, everything before had been restrained. Almost gentlemanly.

Now he gave her no time to breathe.

He drove into her again and again, pounding from the inside, striking so deep and hard she couldn’t even push him away to protest the pain.

Even animals wouldn’t corner their mates like this.

“I—I’m scared… I’m really scared.”

In the end, Fay lost. Sniffling, she confessed the truth.

“I’m afraid you’ll find another witch you like more than me.”

Saying it out loud was humiliating—but it also felt strangely relieving. She let out a shaky breath, rested her head against his shoulder, and finally went limp in his arms.

Alnazir paused his thrusts and looked down at her pink hair. He understood her anxiety.

The weaker someone was, the harder it was to let go of the one hand that had reached out to help them. It was a natural response for someone powerless.

Even so, her reliance on him made his chest tighten in an unfamiliar way. He found it oddly gratifying.

“If you want to monopolize my attention, you’ll have to make an effort.”

“How?”

“Hm. Who knows.”

“That’s not fair. You have to tell me how, or how am I supposed to try?”

She pouted. Alnazir thought for a moment, then shrugged.

He’d told her to try—but honestly, he couldn’t think of anything more he wanted from her. The moment he pulled her into his arms and into his bed, everything already felt complete.

“Well… for today, try not to pass out so quickly. Stay conscious long enough for us to talk a little more.”

“Wait—are you saying all this time, poking me while talking was what you called conversation?”

Fay asked in disbelief. Come to think of it, he hadn’t been pressuring her to talk much lately.

“Even if it’s mixed with moaning and interruptions, you’re still exchanging words you understand. If that’s not conversation, what is?”

Tilting his head, Alnazir began moving again. As he thrust rapidly into both openings, Fay’s vision quickly went white.

She didn’t pass out this time—only because Alnazir used his power to block her climax, forcing her to endure.

“Fay. Does it feel good?”

“Mm—ah, ngh! I—I think I’m going to come—but something’s wrong. Alnazir, something feels wrong…!”

He knew exactly what she meant, but pretended not to.

“Do you want me to stop here?”

The pleasure had already reached its limit, yet release wouldn’t come. A strange, restless panic took hold of her.

“M-more. Please—hah, Alnazir, more. Keep going. I haven’t come yet. I want to come again…!”

Using the last of her strength, Fay clung to him. To keep her head from drooping, she pressed her cheek against his, leaning her weight into him.

With their cheeks pressed together, she could feel him smiling. She wasn’t sure if it was the movement of his muscles or something else—but she was certain he was pleased.

“Say my name.”

“Alnazir.”

“Again.”

“Alnazir—ah, it feels good—mm, yes—Alnazir—!”

Suddenly, the tentacle inside her began to swell.

Fay gasped, eyes wide. This wasn’t her imagination—it wasn’t just hardening. Its size doubled, enough to be genuinely alarming.

The change spread across his entire body. Black speckled markings bloomed across his previously unblemished, muscular skin.

Sensing something was very wrong, Fay tried to push herself up—but it was impossible. The c**k and tentacle lodged inside her had grown too large to pull free.