I Am The Game's Villain - Chapter 380: [Elizabeth's Engagement Party] [15] R-18

Chapter 380: [Elizabeth’s Engagement Party] [15] R-18

This entire chapter contains some R-18 elements. If you don’t like it, I suggest you to skip the entire chapter at least until the end.

“Elizabeth-hm?!”

Before I could speak, Elizabeth closed the distance and kissed my lips.

I grasped her shoulders, my mind reeling from the intensity of the moment. Despite my efforts to create distance, she continued to kiss me, her tongue tracing the contours of my lips with an urgent fervor.

“Hey?” I finally managed to pull away, my voice tinged with confusion and astonishment.

What on earth was happening?

“It’s… not enough,” she mumbled, her words barely audible as if they were caught in a breathless struggle.

Her cheeks were flushed, her breath coming in uneven, ragged gasps. A pained expression flickered across her face as she gazed at me. She reached out again, her hands trembling slightly, attempting to pull me back into another kiss. I took hold of her hands, my face burning with embarrassment.

“Can you… stop before this goes ‘out of control’?” I asked, pleading.

Elizabeth shook her head vigorously. “If you go back, you’ll return to Earth, and you might lose your temper again, won’t you?” Her breath was labored, each word a struggle.

I was at a loss for words.

What could I say to that?

The thought of dealing with him by Vysindra seemed harder than the situation unfolding before me.

“I… I can’t promise anything,” I stammered, feeling helpless.

“Same for me,” she admitted, her voice trembling. “I’m afraid I’ll lose control and do something terrible if I don’t channel my emotions into something else.”

“Something else?” I repeated, a growing dread settling in. I feared I knew where this was heading.

She nodded, her lips biting down hard, her eyes reflecting a deep-seated anxiety. “Please… I need a stronger emotion than just hatred or other urges. It will be beneficial for both of us.” Wait a minute!

I could understand my own difficulty in controlling my anger after the fight, but what about Elizabeth? What kind of urges was she referring to?

“Elizabeth,” I said, trying to shift her focus. “You’re aware that our engagement party is still ongoing, right?” I attempted to calm the situation.

Elizabeth’s expression was one of utter despair.

Was she frightened of something?

She shook her head once more. “Let’s just do it quickly, then,” she said with a sense of urgency.

“Do you hear yourself?” I asked, my face flushed deeper, desperately trying to evade the situation.

“It’ll be over before you know it, I promise!”

“Shouldn’t I be the one making promises like that?” I countered.

More importantly, her complexion had grown even paler, and her eyes seemed darker, reflecting an inner turmoil that I struggled to understand.

“I’m sorry.”

She murmured, and I was swallowed by the abrupt force of Elizabeth’s push. I tumbled onto the bed, stunned and disoriented.

Without waiting for a response, Elizabeth approached the bed, lifting her skirt as she climbed onto it, positioning herself right in front of me.

“Are you sure about this?” I asked once more, my voice trembling. I couldn’t believe this was happening again, and with Elizabeth no less.

“It’s not like… I can lose my chastity a second time,” she said as she settled atop me.

The sight of her, the sensation of her body against mine, had a noticeable effect. My lower body responded to the situation, and I could feel the inevitable arousal. The realization of what was about to happen hit me hard.

Elizabeth started removing her hair ornaments, and I watched her with a mixture of anxiety and anticipation. My throat tightened as I gulped nervously.

She let her hair fall loose and leaned in to kiss me once more. Her kisses were filled with a deep, almost desperate need.

“Hmm~” She moaned softly between kisses, her breaths coming in heated bursts. Her thirst was palpable, and I felt my resolve beginning to crack.

It was becoming impossible to hold back. The combination of her intense desire and my own escalating emotions left me with no choice.

I tried my best to resist, but Elizabeth’s insistence was overwhelming. I kissed her back, feeling her dark hair brush against my face, sending tingles down my skin.

Elizabeth’s speed didn’t wane at all. She quickly removed my tie, blazer, and began undoing my buttons. I discarded my blazer in haste as I saw her hand reaching for my pants.

Her expression was one of distress, and I couldn’t help but feel a pang of worry. It seemed like she was on the brink of losing control, and I was hella sure I wouldn’t want to be below her if that happen.

I swiftly removed my pants, tossing them aside. As my shorts were pulled away, my arousal sprang forth, adding to my embarrassment.

Elizabeth, clearly struggling with her own urges, hurried to position herself. Her movements were rushed and frantic.

“Wait,” I said, trying to halt her actions.

“Why?” she asked, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.

Don’t look at me like that!

I understood well enough that proceeding without properly arousing her would cause her discomfort.

“First, take off your dress,” I said, trying to be practical. “It’s an expensive one, and you’ll need it in good condition when we return.”

Elizabeth shook her head, determined, and continued to try and position herself atop me.

“I’ll help you,” I said, pulling her arm toward me.

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I quickly began undressing her. Her dress was a single piece with a zipper at the neck. I quickly unzipped it, revealing her pale back and the delicate straps of her white bra.

Elizabeth, now leaning against my chest, wriggled out of her dress. The scent of her fragrance was intoxicating, making me feel light-headed.

Once the dress was off, she was left in just her white bra and matching panties. She turned around on her knees, her gaze serious. “Now.”

“Yeah,” I replied.

I pushed her down gently and began to kiss her with intensity.

“Hmn!” She gasped as my lips pressed firmly against hers. I deepened the kiss, biting gently

on her lower lip, savoring the connection.

With both my arms, I pinned her hands down to keep her in place as my kisses traveled from her lips to her chin, neck, and shoulders, eventually reaching the curves concealed by her bra.

Elizabeth responded with soft, erotic reactions, her body reacting to my touch. Her kisses were passionate and urgent, adding to the fervor of the moment.

As I reached her breasts, I cupped her right one over her bra, my other hand sliding down to caress her belly before slipping beneath her panties.

“Hnn!” She moaned softly, her reaction strong as my fingers explored her intimate area, now

slick with desire.

I traced my fingers around her slit, carefully avoiding her most sensitive spot until I reached

her clit.

“Ahn!” Elizabeth moaned loudly, her body shivering with pleasure as her warmth drenched

my hand.

Her thighs closed around my hand, as if asking for more. I complied, gently inserting a finger

into her slit.

“Hn, yes~”

In that moment, any remaining semblance of rationality was lost. My focus shifted entirely to pleasuring both Elizabeth and myself, driven by the intensity of the experience.

Lifting Elizabeth’s head slightly, I whispered.

“Your bra, Elizabeth.”

“Y-yeah,” she breathed, eyes closed but hands quick, reaching behind to unhook her bra in

one fluid motion.

I eagerly seized her bra, tossing it aside to reveal her stunning, full breasts. Her pink nipples stood erect, practically begging for attention, so I obliged.

I took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking hungrily, while my other hand massaged her

second breast.

“Ahn! Hmn! Yess!” Elizabeth moaned, biting her lip sensually as my left hand found its way

to her dripping sex. My mouth worked her right nipple, my hand massaged her breast, and my fingers delved into her dripping slit.

She couldn’t contain herself any longer, releasing more of her nectar that seeped through her panties and trickled down her fair thighs.

Withdrawing my soaked hand, I quickly grasped my cock, positioning it at the entrance of her

leaking sex.

“Your panties…” I murmured, still teasing her breasts.

“Hmnn! Just take them off!” She panted.

I tore them away.

“Aahn!” She moaned, now fully exposed to me.

It was an intoxicatingly erotic sight.

Now completely naked before me, I dipped my fingers into her nectar, coating my glans

before thrusting forward.

“Ahhhn!” Elizabeth let out a loud moan, her eyes flying open in pleasure.

Nothing held me back now, so I thrust deeply.

“Oh yes!”

“Ah…” I exhaled, feeling my cock harden further within her tight, wet heat. Her insides clung

to my cock, as if trying to draw out every drop I had, the sensation overwhelming.

I couldn’t hold back, pounding her faster.

“Ahnn! Amael-” she murmured my name, driving me wild.

I grasped her legs, pulling her closer.

“You didn’t take off your heels, Elizabeth,” I noted, thrusting deeper. Her white heels stayed

on, enhancing the eroticism as they moved with each of my thrusts.

“Ahn! Sh-Shut up and fuck me, ahan!”

I felt slightly speechless.

“Whatever…” I nodded, my hands squeezing her ample breasts, barely fitting in my palms as I

thrust harder.

“Ahn! Hnn!”

After a dozen minutes of vigorous thrusting, I felt the familiar pressure building up. Despite

my best efforts, I couldn’t hold back anymore. This was only my second time, and I still lacked

the experience to control myself fully.

“I can’t hold back, Elizabeth!” I grimaced, struggling to delay the inevitable. “D-Do it then, hmmn,” she muttered, her eyes hazy with pleasure. She was already lost in the moment, her body completely surrendered to the ecstasy.

But right after saying that she bit my neck strongly. I felt a strong suction force and I felt

literally my blood getting sucked away in rather big quantity. I even started to feel dizzy but more than that, I felt slightly excited…

As I neared my climax, I pulled out quickly, releasing everything onto her belly. “Mnnn!”

Elizabeth moaned, her body shaking as she orgasmed simultaneously. Her limbs went limp, her chest heaving as she caught her breath.

“Ah… I’ve really done it again…” I grumbled, standing up awkwardly.

I headed to the bathroom for a quick shower, trying to process what had just happened. By the time I returned, Elizabeth had recovered and was heading to the shower herself probably washing her body only otherwise her makeup would be wasted. Neither of us spoke a word. I was too awkward, and Elizabeth seemed lost in her own thoughts. When she returned, she moved slowly, methodically putting on her lingerie.

“Can you help me?” she asked, holding up her dress.

“Y-Yeah,” I nodded, stepping forward to assist. I helped her slip into the dress, my fingers

fumbling slightly as I corrected the fit.

We were silent as she put her heels back on, each click of the buckles echoing loudly in the

room. Once she was done, she stood up and looked at me with a small smile.

“Let’s go back then.”