I Enslaved The Goddess Who Summoned Me - Chapter 139: Playing a little with Rena

As they disappeared from sight, I began to turn, only to hear a hesitant voice call out, “H-Hey…”

Recognizing Rena’s voice, I walked toward her, my steps steady. “What do you wa—”

Before I could finish my sentence, Rena grabbed hold of me, her hands gripping my shirt as she tugged me down toward her with an urgency that caught me off guard.

“What are you doing?” I asked, my voice a mixture of surprise and concern.

She looked up at me, her face flushed a deep red, and her eyes brimming with unshed tears. “I… It’s all because of you…” she mumbled, her tone tinged with frustration and something else that I couldn’t quite place.

“What?” I asked again, this time more softly, trying to understand what she was getting at.

“You… You did something to me, and now I can’t even sleep or rest without thinking about it!” Rena’s voice wavered as she spoke, her entire body trembling as if she was struggling to contain a surge of emotions. “W-What did you do to me?!”

She was serious, her eyes searching mine for answers, yet filled with a vulnerability I hadn’t seen before. It was clear she was on the brink of something—something that frightened her as much as it confused her.

I paused, studying her face, trying to decipher what exactly was happening. Had she really somehow developed feelings for me? It seemed almost surreal, yet I couldn’t entirely dismiss the possibility. Perhaps it was my absurd luck at play once more, just like with Courtney, who had also started to develop feelings after spending too much time close to me.

But I couldn’t be certain, not yet.

Lowering my head, I brought my lips closer to hers, testing the waters. Rena flinched slightly, her breath hitching, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she closed her eyes, bracing herself for what was to come.

“Hmnn~” she moaned softly when our lips finally met, the sound barely escaping her. Her face flushed even deeper, and to my surprise, she didn’t resist the kiss. Instead, her hands, which had been pressed against my chest, slowly moved up to wrap around my neck as she hesitantly kissed me back.

It was an awkward, unpracticed kiss, revealing her inexperience. It dawned on me that this was likely her first kiss—or perhaps even the first time she had ever been this close to a man. I could feel her nervousness, the way her lips moved uncertainly against mine, but there was a sweetness to it, a vulnerability that made the moment all the more intense.

I am not sure but from the short moment I had been with her and from her manners I could easily tell she was from a rich family.

Savoring the taste of her lips, I gently bit down on her lower lip, coaxing her to open her mouth. When she did, I plunged my tongue inside, exploring the warmth of her mouth.

“Hmmnn!!” Rena’s eyes flew open wide in shock at the unfamiliar sensation, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she seemed to surrender completely, her tongue barely moving as I continued to explore, coiling my tongue around hers. She was utterly passive, letting me take the lead as I licked along the inside of her mouth, tasting her.

“Slurp…” The sound of our kiss filled the space between us as I continued to enjoy her mouth, deepening the kiss further. Finally, I took her tongue between my lips, sucking on it firmly.

“Hmnnn~~! Hmnnn!” Rena’s moans grew louder, her eyes glazing over with a mixture of pleasure and disbelief. She was completely lost in the moment, her body trembling as tears began to spill from the corners of her eyes, her face flushed a deep crimson.

She was overwhelmed, dizzy from the intensity of the kiss and the sensations coursing through her. I could see the effect it was having on her, the way her body reacted, the way her grip on me tightened as if I was the only thing grounding her in that moment.

Separating my lips, I watched her flushed face.

A thin thread of saliva lingered between our mouths as I pulled away, glistening in the dim light before I quickly swallowed and licked the remnants from her moistened lips. Rena’s chest heaved, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tried to steady herself.

Her wide eyes, still shimmering with unshed tears, remained locked onto mine, filled with a mixture of confusion and something far more intense.

My gaze drifted downward, following the curve of her neck to the soft rise of her breasts, partially concealed by the delicate blue fabric of her bra. Though her chest wasn’t large, it was undeniably alluring, and the sight stirred something primal within me—a desire to taste and explore every inch of her.

“Mnnhnnnn” Rena’s soft moans filled the air as I trailed kisses along her neck, savoring the feel of her warm skin beneath my lips. I continued my path downward, letting my mouth brush over the exposed parts of her breasts, teasing her as I went.

At the same time, my hand moved with deliberate slowness along her legs, the silky fabric of her stockings gliding under my fingers. I caressed her thighs, feeling the heat radiating from her as I gently spread them apart.

“Ahnnn~” Rena moaned lightly, her voice barely more than a whisper, as my touch moved higher, closer to the center of her desire. Her panties were already drenched, the thin fabric clinging to her skin, revealing just how deeply she was affected.

Just as I was about to slip my fingers inside her panties, feeling her heat against my fingertips, the tent’s curtain was suddenly yanked open.

“Oh yes, Onii-chan! I forgot to tell you about—mhm??!!”

“!?”

Ayaka’s voice, cheerful and innocent, abruptly cut off as she froze in place, her eyes widening in shock. Akane, who had followed closely behind her, was equally stunned, her gaze fixed on the sight before her—me, poised above a moaning Rena, who was clad only in her underwear, her arms wrapped around my neck as I kissed her exposed skin.

“Mnn~ why did you stop…ha!” Rena’s voice trailed off as she followed my gaze, realizing what had caused me to pause. She flinched, her body stiffening as she quickly pulled away, grabbing her discarded clothes to cover herself in a panic.

“I-It’s not what you think!” she stammered, her voice shaky as she tried to explain, though it was clear from the looks on Ayaka and Akane’s faces that they were struggling to process what they had just walked in on.