The World I Reincarnated Into Was Lenient About Concubines - Chapter 51

 Allen Reaches a Certain Truth

The days of our foreign diplomatic mission slipped past in the blink of an eye. It was an incredibly dense period... I had somehow become a nobleman connected to two distinct royal bloodlines. I was no longer just the throwaway heir of a minor Earl's household.

On our final night, following the farewell reception, we left the packing entirely to Neon and moved to Fiore’s chambers to receive her final service. To start, I took the initiative to caress her vagina, driving her toward a peak. Having had all her weak points completely figured out by now, Fiore arched her back as my fingers thoroughly rearranged her opening while I simultaneously sucked on her clitoris. In no time at all, she was spraying a torrent of fluids as she crested her climax.

"Aah! I'm cumming! I'm going to peak!... Lord Allen... it feels so good...!"

Without breaking the rhythm, we intertwined our tongues, deeply exchanging saliva. I vigorously kneaded her breasts, rolling her nipples between my fingertips. Every time I did, Fiore’s body quivered in response to the intense stimulation.

"Nnh... Lord Allen... please suck them harder... bully my breasts..."

Complying with her request, I sucked on her nipples with a bit more force, causing her to arch her back as she reached another climax. Yet, even then, my caresses didn't stop. Exercising caution not to disturb her hymen, I shallowly swirled my fingers around her opening, and a fresh wave of lubrication instantly overflowed.

"This part of you has become incredibly depraved, Fiore. Even though you're a virgin, your reactions are utterly nymphomaniacal." 

"It is entirely your fault...❤️ You must take responsibility for turning my body into something this desperate..."

Fiore wrapped her arms securely around my neck and clung to me. We locked lips, exchanging saliva while pressing our naked bodies flat against each other. Fiore’s slender fingers wound around my cock, and she slowly began to slide her hand up and down my shaft.

"I have never managed to satisfy you with my hands alone, Lord Allen. Would it be acceptable if I guide you all the way to ejaculation like this?"

"Go ahead... I’ll cover your hands in my seed. That's it, move slowly, don't make it too frantic..."

Though her hand-job was somewhat clumsy, the unfamiliar, unpracticed shifts in pace actually felt incredible. I savored her earnest devotion while using my tongue to worship her neck and nipples.

"Yeah, keep moving just like that... I'm going to ejaculate without warning, so make sure you catch all of it."

I buried my face directly into Fiore’s breasts. Feeling the rich elasticity of her chest pressing against both of my cheeks felt amazing. Whoever invented the concept of motorized motorboating was an absolute genius. Savoring the weight of her breasts, her gentle hand-job slowly brought me to the brink. Then, without warning, I erupted. I could feel the thick, pulsing spurts of semen painting Fiore’s hands.

"Aah... so much of Lord Allen’s hot seed..."

Fiore stared infatuatedly down at my semen. She then wiped the fluids from her fingers directly across her own breasts, intentionally soiling her skin.

"Fiore, if you do that, it makes it pretty difficult for me to suck on your breasts."

As I let out a wry chuckle, Fiore flashed a deeply wanton, depraved smile.

"My deepest apologies. As a punishment for making my breasts unusable, please violate this mouth instead...❤️"

With that, she eagerly lunged at my cock, vacuuming it clean with intense suction.

"Ah, yes, Fiore... keep going just like that..."

Stroking her hair, I stood tall on the edge of the bed, allowing her to continue her oral service.

"Yeah, it's getting rock hard again. As a reward, I’m going to violate your throat. I'll make it so intense you won't be able to forget it even after I return to my home country."

I grabbed both of her arms, forcing them up above her head, and began to drive my hips forward, hammering deep into the back of her throat.

"Ngo, ngoo, ngeh... gaho, ogo..."

Though she let out pained, muffled gasps, Fiore desperately worked her tongue to maintain her service.

"Guo... guh, nggugugu... ngguu, gubeeh..."

Violating her throat, I pinned the back of her head to hold her in place while slamming my hips forward. Even with tears streaming down her face, she valiantly continued her service. There probably aren't many men out there subjecting an actual princess to this kind of perverted play. Even if someone in this world enjoys extreme kinks, the cultural norm dictates that they relegate those acts to attendants or concubines, never the main wife. The fact that Fiore accepted it so completely showed just how powerful her spirit of devotion truly was.

"I’m about to release... I'll cover your entire face."

The moment I declared my intent, Fiore opened her mouth wide, releasing my cock and positioning herself to receive the spray.

"Nnh... I'm cumming...!"

Another massive volume of semen blasted across Fiore’s face. In an instant, her beautiful features were completely painted in the thick, white fluid, transforming her visage into a thoroughly depraved, messy object of pure lust. Fiore, who had kept her eyes tightly shut, slowly fluttered her eyelids open.

"Geho... haah... it's incredible. My face is completely covered in Lord Allen’s seed..."

With an infatuated expression, she used her fingers to scoop the semen from her face, licking it off one stroke at a time.

"Mmm, it tastes delicious... It tastes exactly like Lord Allen... I will engrave this flavor into my memory while I wait for you to come back and claim me..."

Fiore slid her tongue along my shaft, meticulously cleaning away the residual semen left at the tip. Afterward, we pressed our lips together once more. It was a deep, passionate kiss, our tongues intertwining as we heavily exchanged saliva. When we finally broke apart, a silver bridge of saliva stretched between us.

"Lord Allen... I love you." 

"I love you too, Fiore. I promise you... I will come back to claim you this summer, and we will be married." 

"I am so happy. I am truly blessed to have cross paths with you, Lord Allen."

Fiore buried her face in my chest, hugging me with all her might.

"I want to stay just like this for a little longer..."

We remained locked in each other's embrace, but as drowsiness eventually overtook us, we settled down onto the mattress. We drifted off to sleep side by side.

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The following morning, we departed from the Claria Principality. Fiore made a point to see us off personally, and we shared a final, parting embrace. It goes without saying that I thoroughly savored the soft contour of her breasts pressing against me through the fabric of her dress.

On the journey out, I had shared a carriage with Duke Raymond. However, because several staff members were remaining behind as permanent station residents, there was plenty of extra space on the return trip. As a result, I ended up boarding a separate carriage alone with Neon. Traveling alone with a beautiful girl in a private carriage was the height of luxury. I mean, on the way here, I was just a student tagging along as an extra attendant, but on the way back, I'm the fiancé of a princess. On top of that, I’m bringing home a stunning beauty like Neon. If I were the logistics officer in charge of this itinerary, I’d look at myself and think, 'What is this guy even doing?'

However, this arrangement was incredibly convenient for me. Truth be told, I had wanted to clear something up while we were still in the Claria Principality, but we simply hadn't found an opportunity to speak strictly one-on-one.

"Hey, Neon. There was actually something I've been meaning to ask you." "Yes? What might that be?"

Neon tilted her head slightly, peering at me curiously.

"When I claimed your virginity, do you remember whispering, 'You truly are like a prince from a movie'?" 

"No, I don't recall it clearly... Did I say something wrong...?"

Even as she answered my question, the color slowly began to drain from Neon's face.

"Movies don't exist in this world, do they? And beyond that... the phrase and the concept of a 'honey trap' don't exist in this world either."

"Lord Allen... To be honest, I had been meaning to ask you the same, wondering if my ears had merely played tricks on me..."

Clasping both of her hands tightly together, Neon stared directly into my eyes.

"Did you know that 'soy sauce' doesn't exist in this world? Nor does the 'Sashimi' that was printed in the newspaper..."

I reached out, wrapping my hands gently around hers. Maintaining steady eye contact, we spoke our next words in perfect unison.

"Neon, you're..." 

"Lord Allen, you're..."

"...a reincarnated person, aren't you?" "...a reincarnated person, aren't you?"

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