The Runaway Maid is Loved by the Archmage - Chapter 23

※ This book contains depictions of coercive/dubcon/noncon acts, violence, and immorality. Reader discretion is advised.

“Hmph……!”

A slender tentacle dug into her back. Roina shuddered at the creepy feeling, but the tentacle tightened the more she moved, just as the Crown Prince had said.

She was embarrassed, of course; there had been a few times when he’d wanted her behind and she’d given it to him. But she swore she’d never been penetrated with such tickling pleasure before. When he’d been thrusting into her an*s, she’d just endured the pain and hoped it would pass.

But this was different. When the tentacle slid its slippery body into her b*tthole, and then slowly slithered back and forth, she felt a tickling sensation of pleasure. And then another tentacle closed over her cl*t.

All of her other erogenous zones were relentlessly stimulated, but not as directly as her p*ssy, and as if on cue, one tentacle sucked on her c**t as the crown prince gestured for permission.

“Hmph… Ahhhh!”

She couldn’t help but make another lustful noise. The tentacle that had taken over behind her also grew in size and began to tremble from within, as if to induce her own arousal. She squirmed in fright, but the more she did so, the more the dozens of slithering tentacles stroked her n*pples, her cl*t, her stomach and back, and the delicate inner flesh between her arms and armpits.

The tentacles that were stimulating her n*pples pinched it in response to her loud reaction, and then immediately sucked on her br*asts. At the same time, the tentacle sucking on her cl*t began to tremble, making her feel like she was going crazy. She had thought that the simultaneous stimulation of Ethan and the Crown Prince violating her at the same time would be the end of it, but she had been prepared for more. She shuddered with intense shame and even more intense pleasure.

Slowly, Roberto approached and reached for Roina’s bare, white b****t. The tentacles slithered away from his hand, as if to give way to their master, and he easily grasped and squashed her br*ast. Her firm, full br*asts lost their shape and burst into his hand, and the squeezing pressure caused Roina to let out an uncontrollable “ah!”. Unlike her, the moan was instantaneous.

She was in no position to hold it in with the tentacles clinging to her body, trying to give her pleasure. The tentacle that had entered her from behind and enlarged itself, and the one that had latched onto her cl*t, vibrated and drove her to pleasure.

She tried to feel as little as possible, but her already heated body was betraying her will and contorting with pleasure.

She’d never believed she could feel behind her, but now she had no choice but to know what it felt like. The tentacle inside her a**s twitched relentlessly, stirring something ticklish inside her. And the tentacle that was inescapably attached to it prodded hungrily at her front.

She was drowning in pleasure before she knew it. Her lower belly grew hot and her breathing quickened. Strange sensations pulsed through her front and back, and through her other erogenous zones, tightening and driving her on.

It was then. Without warning, the Crown Prince entered her, cutting across her gland.