Chapter 162 Bride

Chapter 162: 162 Bride

Unaware that the sow who was once her nemesis had quietly opened her eyes, Urga was entirely focused on dealing with her new adversary using her cunt.

’I thought it was just a chunk of meat, but this... this is amazing... Every time I shake my ass just a little, it twitches inside me, and my Darling’s face turns so cute...’

To be precise, fitting for a Grey Wolf, she was tasting his cock with her pussy. Regardless of the semantics, the fact remained that she was launching a fierce offensive with her snatch to conquer Rafe.

At first, her movements were clumsy, little more than awkward twitching. But as expected of a warrior with a genius talent for using her body, she was quickly learning.

While reveling in the sensation of his thick meat-rod stuffed tight inside her flower, she was steadily figuring out how to manipulate the cock ploughing her insides. Simultaneously, she continued her work to make the male before her drown in her body.

Yes, for example:

"Suck it."

"Huh?"

Like right now. Rafe was staring intently at her chest. She grasped the prey’s pattern and threw out some sweet bait.

"My tits... Suck on them hard, like a hungry little brat!!"

"Then I won’t hold back."

"Haaannngh..."

Schlurp, chuuuu-wuuup!

"I told you to suck, but you’re really going at it like a baby...!"

Urga’s lips trembled as she giggled, delighted that things were going according to plan. But as soon as Rafe latched onto her nipples, the vaginal walls clamped down on his cock with such ferocious pressure that he involuntarily gasped.

"Kuh-huh, you shouldn’t let your guard down! You said you wanted to turn me into a sow! Getting distracted by tits...!"

"To dangle such luscious breasts in front of me! What a despicable woman you are."

"Hmph! You want to talk about fair play to a barbarian? Fine!"

Plap-Plap-Plap!

Unlike earlier, when Rafe drove his hips into Eleonora, the tent now echoed with the wet, heavy sound of flesh colliding, generated by Urga’s wildly savage hip movements.

"Huuugh?!"

"What’s wrong?! I’m dealing with you fair and square with my pussy! Hurry up and taste my snatch! If you don’t, I’m going to gobble up every bit of my Darling’s delicious cock!"

Urga churned her hips like a storm, refusing to give him a moment’s rest.

Although this was her first time, having lived her entire life in the wild, she could read the prey’s expression—the pulse of the cock being chewed on by her cunt, his flustered face.

Just a little more.

Just a little more, and she could wring out his semen.

Her pussy was already thoroughly marked by the pee that had coated his cock earlier, but traditionally, the best way to announce to other males that she had a mate was to fill this cunt with his seed.

Moreover, this was an opportunity to seize the upper hand in the struggle between Rafe and herself—a battle over who would tame whom, whether she would remain a wolf or fall to the status of a sow!

’Above all, this is my first time. If word gets out that he couldn’t hold back and blew his load inside a virgin pussy, my Darling’s pride will take a hit. I’ll use that opening to...!’

Bite the prey’s neck.

By smearing her blood on his cock, she had already shown him the sign that she would give him her body, heart, and future—just as he said, abandoning everything like Eleonora did.

But she was a wolf. A noble wolf of the bitter cold!

It was natural for a wolf to devote herself as a wife to her male, so if he demanded her body and heart, she would give everything. But being a sow was a bit...

However, that only made Urga’s competitive spirit boil over even more.

How would this adorable male resist her?

How did he plan to degrade her into a sow? She was so excited she could barely stand it.

"I’m giving you everything I have, so try and take it! With this cock of yours!"

"Ugh...!"

It was her first experience, yet Urga was already enjoying Rafe’s cock to the fullest. In contrast, Rafe couldn’t enjoy a damn thing. He hadn’t yet found the source of this terrifying vaginal grip.

Far from leading the virgin, he was backed into a corner, doing his absolute best just to avoid spilling his seed prematurely like a pathetic amateur.

"Come on, shoot your load into this wife’s pussy and admit defeat obediently!"

’This woman is completely carried away... seriously...’

He had let his guard down because she was a virgin.

It was true that he had broken Eleonora, but strictly speaking, he had managed to give Eleonora her first orgasm simultaneously with taking her virginity. That track record made him complacent.

He thought that since he had conquered a Grand Master’s pussy, a subordinate’s pussy would be an easy subdue. But not everyone in the world was a pervert like Eleonora.

He had forgotten that just as people differ, cunts differ too. His complacency in provoking Urga was now biting him in the ass.

’This... she just lost her virginity, but she’s genuinely trying to milk me dry!’

I will offer everything, but I will not be tamed.

He had already seen through the hidden intent of her pussy, which carried the paradoxical ambition of a female warrior. But the problem was her absurd vaginal tightness.

Even though they had just broken the ice, and as a man, he should be rejoicing to mix bodies with such a beauty... being milked dry instead of leading the virgin would be fatal for their future relationship.

’You know how they say when confidence rises, combat power rises too?’

Rising confidence leads to aggressive fighting, which equals increased combat power.

Sex is just like battle; the one with confidence holds the initiative.

But a woman who just lost her virginity wringing out semen with her pussy?

What more needs to be said?

Urga wasn’t working in a brothel; they were going to live together and roll around in the same house.

Rafe judged that losing the initiative in bed like this would be catastrophic. He sank into thought, desperately looking for a breakthrough.

"Kuh-huh, plotting won’t do you any good! My Darling’s cock is already addicted to the taste of the Great Urga’s fantastic pussy!!"

"Foul! That’s a foooouuul!!"

"There’s no such thing as a foul! Haaaaah... To think I didn’t know such a good cock existed until now... I’ve wasted half my life!"

Squelch-Squelch-Squelch! Plap!Plap!

Urga kept her feet planted on the armrests, lifting and dropping only her hips to mercilessly pressure Rafe.

"Hup, hup! Hurry up and cum! Cum already! And remember this clearly! Unlike that sow over there, the Great Urga is a noble wolf! My body will never fall to the level of a sow!"

"Nnngghhh?!"

Urga’s momentum was peaking, her pussy constricting him moment by moment to finish Rafe off.

But they say even if the sky falls, there’s a hole to rise from.

Although it looked like Rafe was helplessly being dominated, Urga’s situation wasn’t exactly comfortable either.

’D-Dangerous... I’m pushing my Darling, but this cock... it feels so insanely good I don’t think I can last much longer either? I-I don’t know how to describe it... it feels like something is about to explode...’

Mixing flesh with a male for the first time, and the sexual pleasure derived from giving her virginity to the male she fell for—she couldn’t control her pace.

Furthermore, her body had only just lost its hymen.

Naturally, she had no technique for wielding her pussy. She was blindly clamping down, not like a noble wolf, but like a reckless wild boar charging straight ahead.

She wasn’t completely unscathed either.

Thanks to that, Rafe found a brief respite when her grip loosened slightly, allowing him to think.

And he thought.

What the hell is it? What makes this virgin pussy an impregnable fortress capable of resisting the cock that corrupted even a Grand Master into a sow?

There was no time.

The urge to ejaculate was rising. Perhaps, as Urga said, he was addicted to her pussy; her ferocious smile was starting to look incredibly beautiful.

She was beautiful to begin with, but right now, she looked like a goddess who could save him from this torment...

[Geez! Thighs! Look at her thighs, look at the thighs!]

’Thighs?’

Unable to watch any longer, the SD Character intervened.

Normally, she would be watching Rafe’s sex life with a perverted grin, voyeuristically enjoying the show. But for some reason, the SD Character fluttered over and pointed at Urga’s magnificent thighs.

[It’s because of these! This wild boar has lived her whole life in snowfields! Walking through heavy snow that reaches at least up to her calves is a daily routine for her, so of course these muscles are developed! That means it affects her vaginal grip too!]

Indeed, her thighs were so solid and robust that they would put most professional cyclists to shame.

Traditionally, the firmer the thigh muscles, the more elastic and chewy the pussy.

Only then did Rafe realize he had been so focused on her cunt that he hadn’t properly scanned her body.

But at the same time, a question arose.

’But Eleonora...’

[She has a condition attached by the Cage Rules that prevents her from harming the Master Breeder! If she could attack you, she would have snapped the Master Breeder’s body in half with her thighs ages ago! She’s holding back her strength on purpose because she’s become a sow serving her Master!]

What a terrifying thing to say!

Leaving only those words, the SD Character disappeared with a poof.

But that was enough. Even if his ejaculation was guaranteed, he could at least force a draw.

"Heh heh heh..."

"W-What is it, Darling... suddenly smiling so lewdly... Ahaaan... Did you finally realize? Submitting your body to the Great Urga is the true..."

"Let’s kiss."

"Huh, uh? Mmph!!"

Rafe grabbed her chin and pulled her down sharply to crash his lips against hers. Urga’s eyes went wide, and a smile crept onto the lips of Eleonora, who had been ready to scold the cheeky wild boar.

’I don’t strictly need to win... I just have to not lose!’

"Schlurp, mmnnh..."

To think he would initiate a kiss himself!

Unaware of the pink aura floating in her mind, Urga obediently stuck out her tongue in response to his demand, and Rafe gladly began to suck on it.

Unlike Urga, who squeezed her eyes shut to respond passionately to the kiss, Rafe cowardly kept his eyes wide open, staring down at her thighs.

’Those thighs... I just need to break those thighs firmly supporting her on the armrests!’

Urga was completely convinced of her victory.

Before long, distracted by the kiss, Urga unconsciously stopped shaking her hips. Seizing the moment, Rafe kneaded her breasts with one hand while wrapping his other arm tightly around her waist.

"Mmph?!"

’W-What? Surely he hasn’t given up yet?!’

Her body was dragged down in an instant. Urga, who had been enjoying the kiss with her mouth and the cock with her nether lips, hurriedly tried to move.

But pulled by him, Urga’s body was forced into an incredibly awkward posture, like a frog mid-jump.

’Dangerous. I don’t know what it is, but it’s dangerous!’

She was already incredibly hot from sharing breath and saliva with him.

The lust that had been boiling up through the sex with Rafe was about to explode all at once, and kissing him had lit the fuse.

"Mmph... E-Eeek!"

Something was coming.

Just as her heart and womb had throbbed the moment she first saw Rafe, her head and womb were now heating up as if they were about to burn.

A sense of elation rose within her, feeling that if she went just a little further, one of them would burst with a bang. But Urga forced a fierce, confident smile.

"D-Darling, you’re pretty good? But if you think you can hold the Great Urga with those skinny arms, you’re mistaken! A posture like this, I can handle any—"

"Then how about I step in for Master?"

"Huh? When did you wake— Hey! Hey! Don’t grab my ankles! Don’t spread theeeem?!"

Eleonora’s hands snatched the ankles of Urga, who had been putting strength into her legs to suppress Rafe’s delightful rebellion, and yanked them wide open.

With that unexpected intrusion, what would happen to Urga’s ass as she began to freefall was as clear as day.

Squelch-THUUUD!!

"Gwaaaaahhh?!"

"Kuh..."

Urga collapsed, practically impaling herself deep onto Rafe’s cock. From her lips burst a sweet, feminine moan, not that of a warrior, but of a female in heat.

Taking that as the signal, Urga could endure no longer. Her body convulsed and trembled as she began to climax.

And Rafe, signaled by the violent contractions of Urga’s pussy begging for semen, could hold back no longer. He unleashed a creampie deep inside her.

Spluuurt! Pshhhht! Shooooot!

The cock that had been tormented relentlessly until now vomited out all the humiliation and shame it had endured, spitting out massive amounts of semen and instantly flooding Urga’s womb to the brim.

"Hot... Haaahn... It’s hooooot...♥"

’Haaaaah... This is semen... My Darling’s, my male’s semen...!’

If she had been the one hunting this giant mammoth-like cock until now, the tables had turned.

Now, her eggs would become the prey, hunted down by his sperm.

Just like her swift feet, her eggs wouldn’t be caught easily, but if they were ever captured by those sperm...

Thump—♥

"Ku-huh... Since you’re at it, don’t run away. Just get caught quickly."

"..?"

What was she saying?

Urga tapped her own womb lightly. As soon as Rafe tilted his head in confusion, she planted a quick kiss on his lips and began to whine as if resentful.

"I had practically won! That was cheating! Darling, that was cheaaating...!"

"I thought barbarians didn’t believe in cheating? Heh heh..."

"Damn it, I can’t argue with that... My Darling is quite the cheeky little thing, isn’t he?"

"?"

Was that really the phrase to use in this situation?

He had given her a creampie, achieving his immediate goal, but he had hoped to win the battle of wills. It was a shame, but seeing her reaction, this wasn’t a bad outcome either.

Urga lay in Rafe’s arms—embraced by a male for the first time—and began to bask in the afterglow of her orgasm.

"I-If you don’t want to be a sow, how about this?"

"..?"

"A Sow Bride who serves me and my cock, while also being a sow!"

"What is thaaat... Just adding ’Bride’ won’t make the Great Grey Wolf Urga accept it! I will never be tamed..."

Although the first match was a draw, Urga swore she would break him and make him her own wolf, her mate. She buried her face in Rafe’s neck and secretly gave a small smile.