By morning, the rain had stopped. Because we didn’t have sex the night before, we slept early, and thus I awoke in peak condition.
“Good morning, Lord Chris. I’ll grab some water so you can wash your face.”
Taking a pail, Olivia departed for the well behind the cabin. Though she’d been shivering the night before with her chill, now she was back to her usual self, energetic and considerate. I could conjure up some water, but utilizing magic at every turn just to avoid little chores like fetching water from a well is no way to live one’s life. Though, to be fair, I was not so positive that this duke’s daughter was up to the task.
“Do you know how to operate the well? I can show you.”
“Umm. I’ve seen the maids fetching water before, so I’ll be fine.”
So long as she knew how it was done, I felt comfortable leaving her to it.
Meanwhile, I went about adding wood to the hearth, building up the fire. I started toasting some bread and heating up soup. Oh, did I have some cheese and dried fruit somewhere?
“Eeeeeek!”
When Olivia shrieked, I dashed outside, but all I saw was a drenched Olivia and an upended pail.
“Are you okay? Any injuries?”
“I-I’m fine. It’s just… When I yanked on the rope, the bucket dumped all the water on me.”
In other words, she went overboard. I was glad she wasn’t hurt, but now I was afraid of her catching a chill again.
“I’ll build up the fire in the hearth, so you hurry and change clothes. Well water is cold, and you don’t want to get sick.”
“M-My deepest apologies.”
Olivia was so on the ball usually, but it seemed she had a clumsy side too. How cute! I gave her a passionate kiss despite her apologetic expression.
She let out a cute little yelp when I grabbed her butt during the kiss.
“Aah! Oh no, Lord Chris, you’re going to get wet too if you— Aah!”
“Sorry, sorry. You’re just so cute I can’t help myself.”
Red-faced, Olivia returned to the cabin while I filled the pail. When I
made it back, Olivia was halfway through changing, wearing only the tight white shirt and navy blue panties. Her soaked white shirt was see-through now, revealing her erect, pink nipples, and her panties clung to her skin as well, outlining the line between her labia.
Likely due to last night’s abstinence, my restraint was all but gone. What auspicious timing, to stumble upon her changing. As she struggled to tug the white shirt off, Olivia’s breasts bobbed hypnotically.
Either the shirt was simply difficult to remove, or perhaps… was she actually trying to seduce me with this tempting display? That had to be it.
Well, far be it from me to try to resist my beloved Olivia’s call. I was only too happy to fall beneath her spell.
As she fought to remove her shirt, I came up behind her and pulled it off, then immediately seized her breasts and began gently massaging them.
“Ah! L-Lord Chris—Mmm.”
Olivia seemed to be trying to say something, but once I stole her lips, she surrendered to my hands, the last of her resistance gone.
“Mm… Olivia, grip that pillar over there and point your butt this way.”
Nodding, Olivia walked over and stood as requested. Her panties, elastic as they were, sunk into her crack to make a sexy line. Sunlight streamed into the cabin through the open window, and I fell in love with Olivia yet again when her captivating sunlit figure took my breath away. She was beautiful, and she was mine.
My possessive passion transformed into a heady mixture of love, lust, and pure animal desire for this girl who stood there, willingly accepting all of it. Oh, man. I’m so excited that I can’t think of anything but sex. I rubbed my dick, now fully erect, against Olivia’s vulva through her underwear, the texture of which only increased my pleasure.
“Aaah! Lord Chris, your dick… Nnh, your hot dick.”
My head rubbed against her clitoris, separated only by her panties. The softness of her thighs and the texture of her underwear combined to create an addictive sensation. After I savored the feeling for a while, she became slicker; our love juices must have soaked through her panties.
“This underwear is made from fabric that doesn’t usually let water through, but you’ve gotten it so wet now that it’s leaking through. You must be turned on, Olivia.”
“Aaah! It’s because you make love to me every night now, Lord Chris.
When you initiate, I can’t help but get excited…”
Every night since we’d met, I’d made love to Olivia. We were both each other’s firsts, so we had to figure it all out together, experimenting with different positions. And every time we did it, she became a little more enthusiastic, more eager for the rapture of orgasm. Needless to say, I was over the moon that she was enjoying herself. I couldn’t imagine any greater pleasure than to take your beloved in your arms and make her writhe with ecstasy.
Between the pleasure in her privates and the massaging of her breasts, Olivia was now pumping out lubricant. It would be a pity to keep teasing her beyond this point, and I was getting impatient as well. The smells of sweat and sex fluids filled my nose as I lifted one of Olivia’s legs and pulled her panties aside. I can’t take it anymore! I pushed my rock-hard dick into her opening.
“Mmnhaaah! It’s so good! Lord Chris, your huge penis feels so good!”
Thanks to the excess of lubricant, I could smoothly push all the way inside. Though it was our first time in this position, I felt myself going deeper than ever. As I pressed my tip to the opening of her uterus, she yelled.
“Eeyah, aaah! It’s rubbing so deep inside me! Ah! Aaahn! Yes, aah, that’s so good! Nhaah!”
Each time I pistoned into her, Olivia’s nectar flowed out to soak our feet.
She was clearly enjoying this even more than the usual sex, which gave me a thrill.
“Is it good? Do you love my cock?!”
“Yeeees! I love it! Harder, harder, please!”
Olivia’s gorgeous hair floated about as she pleaded with more arousal than I had thought possible. I wasn’t one to turn a lady down, of course, so I thrust into her deeper and harder as demanded. The cabin was filled with the wet sloshing of sex fluids, the whump of skin meeting skin, and the storm of our heavy breathing.
“Aaah, aaaah! I’m going to cum! I’m cumming!”
“Me, too! I’m cumming so deep inside you, Olivia!”
“Aah! Please! Plant a child in me, Lord Chris! I want to be pregnant with your child! Aaaahn! Haaaah!”
Olivia’s screams were accompanied by the tightening of her passage, wringing the semen out of me. I felt like I released more than usual, probably
a result of all the excitement. It was perhaps as much as our very first time.
After her climax ended, Olivia leaned against me for lack of energy, gasping for air. Though her satisfied expression seemed prim and proper on the surface, the red in her cheeks and the fire in her eyes put strength back in my loins. I was about to suggest that we change positions and go for another round, but I was interrupted by a deep growl.
“Hawah! Oh no, um, Lord Chris, th-that was just—”
“I’m sorry, Olivia. My stomach is killing me. Delightful though this was, it seems we forgot all about breakfast. I’m afraid the bread must be burned by now.”
Though it was cute to see Olivia flustered, I decided to pretend it was my stomach.
We cleaned up the traces of our activity with a wet towel, did some light cleaning around the cabin, and ate breakfast. From there, we continued our journey to the border. Soon enough, I would be able to rid her of that curse, and then it would be time to make a name for myself and build our life together.
✦ ✦ ✦
Along the way to the Rarogne Region, we had some minor difficulties due to the unfamiliar roads. But I didn’t mind. All that just gave me a few extra days to flirt with Olivia, feel her up, have sex with her, and, best of all, just see her smile.
She let her guard down around me, no doubt thanks to the impact of our first encounter, but she was a little nervous whenever we came across other men on the road. When they cast a gaze upon the beauty by my side, her hand would stiffen and tremble in mine.
Whenever that happened, we took a break. I would hold Olivia tight and wait for her trembling to end. But the worst came when a group of mercenaries tried to chat her up. To resolve the fallout, I had to wipe away cold sweat from her brow and use my dark magic to erase the past hour of her memory.
They seemed surprised by her reaction as well, apologizing and quickly walking away. Though she became uncomfortable just having men nearby, it was when they took notice of her that Olivia became truly frightened. I could
have used illusion magic to make us invisible, but if I wanted to remove the curse gnawing at her, I have to save up as much magic as I can, and casting such a large illusion for a long period of time would require a great deal.
Along the way, the crowd on the road grew and grew, and at times it was all so overwhelming for her that she became unable to walk. When that happened, I would trade high-quality monster parts to merchants in exchange for carriage rides. “My companion has taken ill. Can you make space for her?” I would ask, and we would continue on.
Needless to say, when we bartered for a ride in a carriage, having sex was off the table, and that was a hardship for me. However, my suffering was worth it to save my soon-to-be-wife grief. And at any rate, fooling around in the bushes during breaks turned out to be rather fun. At night, we would hide from the others and really go at it.
I feel it’s important to clarify, at this point, that frequent injections of magic-infused sperm were an important treatment to weaken the curse. I wasn’t some wild beast who couldn’t control his urges. What a preposterous idea.
At any rate, to administer the treatment, I had to cum inside her yet again after that incident, this time infusing my cum with magic to calm her nerves.
What a shame, how I was repeatedly required to shower my beloved’s insides in semen.
But as a result of the treatment, whenever she was next to me, Olivia became just barely able to greet people. She couldn’t make eye contact, and she could only participate in a conversation when she was holding onto my arm, but it was a start.