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Chapter 237-238 – Me Too… Please Hug Me [R-18]
Since ancient times, elves had been a noble race, born and raised under the grace of the goddess. They were taught to suppress base sexual instincts and to uphold elegance in all things.
Yet, knowing this better than anyone, Nermediah lay alone in her bed late at night, giving in to her desires and masturbating.
"Tsk, hmm… Tsk…"
She was completely naked; her legs were spread untidily. Her fingers were busily rolling her clitoris, and clear pussy juice was flowing unceasingly from her gap.
It was a scene far from the elegance elves should possess.
'It shouldn't be like this…!'
Even as she repeated this to herself, her hands did not stop.
The heat in her body had not subsided since she heard moans through her daughter's door, which was why she could not stop.
No matter how hard she tried to look away, the pain in her lower abdomen wouldn't go away.
"Yes, I can't help it. Even if you let it go, you mustn't show weakness in front of that man."
Tsuok… Tsuok… Tsuok… Tsuok…
As she rubbed her clitoris, she thought of Iril's moans again.
'How had Dayke fucked Iril at that time? Did she lie down and get fucked from behind like a bitch? Or was she lifted in the air like a sex toy and penetrated?'
The thought of her daughter being defiled must have saddened her, yet the more she pictured the scene, the hotter her body became.
"Ha… Why am I like this? I don't think I'm my usual self."
But her fingers didn't stop, even while she was muttering.
Rationally, she didn't want to do it, but she thought she couldn't stop this lewd behavior unless it ended like this.
As she continued masturbating with these thoughts, a new problem arose soon after.
"Hmm, why… Why am I not cumming…??!!"
She was feeling a subtle sense of pleasure, but the definitive orgasm didn't come for some reason. The same thing happened when she put a finger on her clitoris and inside her vagina.
'Fingers are not enough. I need to reach deeper…'
Nermediah glanced around hastily. Her eyes landed on an unused candle sitting on the table.
'Even that…!'
She grabbed it quickly and returned to her bed.
For an elf and a queen, putting a foreign object in her pussy because she longed for human genitals was an unacceptable act. But right now, the only thing on her mind was escaping her frustration.
"Aahhh… ♥ Haaa… ♥!"
She held the wick of the candle in her hand and pushed its flat, lower side into the gap between her pussylips.
"Ugh, this is it. Okay…"
The candle felt thicker than her finger, and it felt like it was filling her up. However, the joy of penetration was short-lived. She quickly realized that candles and other objects could not compare to his dick.
"No, not with this… His dick isn't this cold or plain."
The moment his dick entered her pussy, it was so hot that she felt like her body was on fire. She could feel its three-dimensional shape and bumpy blood vessels.
To shake off the desperation that arose from their stark differences, she recklessly inserted the candle into her pussy.
Slap!! Slap!! Slap!! Slap!!
"Ugh, please… Please…!"
It certainly feels good, but it was more painful because she didn't reach climax.
No matter how high she jumped, she couldn't reach the fruit hanging above her head. Her body grew increasingly exhausted with each attempt.
Still, she refused to give up. She shook it with all her strength, but the candle, unable to withstand the force, snapped and broke.
"Ah… No…!"
Since the candle had been torn in two, she could no longer stimulate herself.
If it were his dick, it wouldn't have broken like this. It would have stood up firmly and stirred her up inside.
As the slightest sense of pleasure disappeared, Nermedia's breathing became rougher and more relaxed.
'As expected, if it's not his dick…then it is useless.'
Her reason wavered precariously. But the queen held onto her will with unwavering strength.
'I can't lose to that worthless human. I have to endure until the end…'
Her mind was torn between reason and instinct, leaving her head in confusion.
In the end, the relentless heat of her body kept her awake until daybreak.
…
…
The next day, in a hallway of the royal castle, Nermediah struggled with each step. Her body felt heavy from having gone without a single release the night before.
"Hey."
"D-Dayke?!"
For Nermediah, overwhelmed by her accumulated desires, he was the last person she wanted to encounter.
Dayke approached with a wicked smile.
"Where are you going?"
"Do I have to report every single thing I do while walking around my own castle?"
Nermediah tried to reply casually, but her gaze betrayed her. Her eyes were unconsciously drifting toward his crotch.
"It's none of my business. Yesterday, you were alone at night for the first time in a while, right? Did you sleep well?"
"…Yes, whatever."
"Are you okay?"
"Huh…!"
He grasped Nermedia's chest and played with it.
"I thought you might feel empty since we were together almost every day, but instead, I feel sad."
"Wait a minute…"
Her body was already hypersensitive from her frustration. So she reacted instantly to his rough touch. But before she could feel more, Dayke withdrew his hand.
"I'm coming to your room tonight, so make sure it's clean."
"You're coming to my room?"
"Why? You don't like it?"
"…Even if I don't like it, what can I do? I'll end up doing whatever you want anyway."
"I know. Just don't go anywhere else."
Even though she tried not to anticipate it, waiting in her room made Nermediah's heart race.
That same night, however, her expectations were completely crushed.
"Aahhh…♥ Hmm♥ Dayke…♥!"
"Okay, Agnes. Squeeze my pussy tighter."
Dayke and the Knight Commander were hitting each other's private parts on the Queen's bed.
The queen was the true owner of the room, yet she could only watch in stunned silence. Her eyes remained fixed on the scene, just as they had two days before.
"If you're going to do this, why did you come to my room? You could do it with Agnes in your own room!"
"Because I like the soft bed here. Why? You thought I was going to do it with you. Are you disappointed?"
"Ooh, don't be ridiculous! It's because I can't sleep because of you!"
"You can sleep during the day. Stop disturbing me and be quiet."
Dayke's behavior continued like this as the days went by.
He brought the elves to the queen's room every night and had sex with them, all while only watching Nermediah without so much as touching her.
Needless to say, this was Dayke's strategy.
He had used it once before on Kiella. At that time, he had simply ignored his opponent, but now he consistently displayed his relationships with other elves, deliberately stimulating Nermediah.
"Tsk…"
This seemingly simple difference proved highly effective on her.
There was no way that someone who grew aroused just by hearing sexual activity through the door could remain unaffected when witnessing men and women entwined on the bed.
No matter how hard she tried to maintain her composure, she couldn't look away from the bed or quell the throbbing in her lower abdomen.
The bigger problem was that Dayke was extremely diligent.
Every night, without exception, he brought the elves to the queen's room. This continued even on days when she was completely exhausted from exorcising monsters in the forest.
It might have been bearable if it had stopped there. But often, he entered the room outside of nighttime and touched Nermediah's body.
He offered ridiculous excuses—claiming boredom, checking if she could stay calm, or sometimes doing it simply without thinking.
After arousing her so intensely and then vanishing as if nothing had happened, Nermediah's tension only grew.
One day, a month later, Dayke entered the queen's bedroom without so much as a warning.
"Hey, how are you today?"
"Haha…"
Despite his voice, Nermediah lay on the bed, completely still.
To be exact, her body was throbbing so badly from not climaxing for a long time that she could not move.
"What's wrong? Are you in pain somewhere?"
"Nothing, nothing… Haa ♥ No ♥"
"I'm glad."
"Aahhhh ♥!"
She let out a loud moan just from Dayke lightly holding her breast. He also massaged her sensitive body without a care in the world.
"Ugh♥! Aahhh…♥ Stop…♥"
As the trembling in her body grew stronger, his hand slipped away.
'Aahh, I could have cummed if he had just done a little more…'
Nermediah's eyes followed him, but the human in front of her spoke without any concern.
"Hmm. I don't think you're particularly sick. I'll just go."
It was infuriating to watch someone act so casually while fully aware of her physical state. But just as he was about to leave the room, unexpected words slipped from his mouth.
"Come to my room tonight."
Ba Dum!
After the sound of the door closing, silence enveloped the bed.
Immediately, a wave of anticipation swept over Nermediah. Her heart pounded so fiercely it felt as if it might burst.
'He wants me to go to his room?'
It was unusual for him, who had always come to her room until now, to call her into his own.
She had a feeling that he would finally hold her today, and her heart started pounding wildly.
'I can go now…!'
For the first time in a long while, she smiled at the thought of escaping the hellish life she had endured over the past month.
The anticipation made each second drag like an hour, and after enduring the long wait, night finally arrived.
Knock…! Knock…!
-Come in.
When Nermedia entered her room, she found Dayke waiting for her naked on the bed. This makes the already wet inside of her pussy even wetter.
"Hmm. Why… why did you call me…?"
Even as she tried to hide it, her voice trembled without her realizing it. But the queen's anticipation quickly turned to disappointment.
"Stand right there. I'll be right back."
"…Yes?"
After a while, Agnes entered again through the open door. Next came Rize and Kiella, and finally, Iril appeared.
"Iril…?"
"Uh, oh my…"
"Everyone is here right now. Come here."
"Wait a minute, Dayke! How did this happen?"
In response to the queen's confused question, Dayke looked puzzled in return.
"What's going on? Do you think I called you here to fuck you?"
"Then why did you ask me to come to your room…??"
"It's boring to fuck in the same place every day, so I decided to do it in my room. Don't worry, you just watch from there like you always do."
"That can't be possible!"
She felt as if the world had collapsed around her.
It would have been better to remain in hell, but the sense of loss was several times greater because the hope of escape had been snatched away just as she had grasped it.
From the outside, it was clearly just a ploy by Dayke, yet Nermediah, overwhelmed by frustration, had no mental space to recognize it.
"Haa… Dayke…"
Dayke and the four elves entwined themselves before her, completely disregarding her miserable state of mind.
The queen's reason teetered on the edge of collapse as she watched.
Her trembling from pleasure, her movements, her vocalizations, and the scent of her sweat all shook Nermediah to her core.
It was a lonely hell where all she could do was witness the pleasure before her.
The fear that this cruel life would continue only intensified. Eventually, it broke the queen's will, which had already grown weak.
"…Me too."
"Huh? Nermedia, what did you just say?"
"Me too… Please, fuck me."
"Speak louder. I can't hear you clearly."
Following Dayke's words, the elves who had paused their movements now turned their eyes toward the queen. But the only thought in Nermediah's mind was the desperate need to be freed from this painful bondage.
"Me too! Fuck me like they do!"
"It's not that simple. You know you can't just do it, right?"
"I will do anything you ask! I will confess to the kingdom and give up my position as queen! Please, just fuck me too!"
The moment even the most powerful elf finally gave in to sexual pleasure arrived. A satisfied smile spread across Dayke's lips.