Chapter 31: Raiden Omen (7) (18+)

Chapter 31: Chapter 31: Raiden Omen (7) (18+)

Like most men in this world, the doggy style position always brings intense visual stimulation and the ultimate feeling of conquest, and Kirito was no exception.

He continuously pumped his hips powerfully, thrusting deep inside over and over again, every single drive clashing fiercely against her full, round buttocks, making them bounce like a high-tension spring. Raiden’s plump, fair breasts in front swayed wildly and provocatively in rhythm.

"~ Ahhh... uhm... mm... a~"

Kirito’s shaft was buried deep within her slimy vagina, the scorching sensation feeling exactly like soaking inside a burning furnace. The deeper he drove, the more violently the friction between their lustful flesh walls erupted, producing extremely wet sounds echoing throughout the room.

A numbing shiver raced straight up Kirito’s spine, making it impossible for him to stop any longer. He let out a low groan, his hip thrusts growing increasingly frantic and brutal.

Noticing Raiden’s body trembling violently with every impact, Kirito curiously reached out his rough hand to forcefully turn her chin around to gaze at the expression of the arrogant woman beneath him.

Her beautiful, sharp face now had its eyeballs rolled upward, her soft tongue lolling far out of her mouth due to the overwhelming pleasure exceeding her endurance threshold. That intensely lewd and wild expression made Kirito burst into amused laughter, the desire to dominate burning even more fiercely inside him.

"I can’t take it anymore... I’m about to cum again... Am I really going to reach an orgasm from a bastard like this?" In Raiden’s completely chaotic mind, fragmented thoughts continuously jumbled together.

Raiden let out a sharp shriek, her vagina clamping shut so tightly that it produced massive, wet squelching sounds, audible and clear amidst the quiet room.

"~ AhHH...."

Raiden officially reached the climax of her peak, her back arching like a taut bowstring, her neck thrown entirely backward in supreme ecstasy. Her vaginal cavity overflowed with a large volume of warm, slimy fluid, enveloping Kirito’s entire shaft inside, allowing him to feel every rhythmic contraction squeezing tightly around the glans.

Kirito was stunned for a moment as well by that intense clamping grip, but then he resumed pounding his hips frantically because he himself still refused to release his seed.

"Haha, watching you climax looks truly amazing."

Kirito gritted his teeth and accelerated his pumping speed even faster. The pressure from the overly tight vaginal walls caused the veins at the base of his cock to throb with intermittent aches, delivering supreme stimulation. He gathered all his strength to drive one final, powerful thrust, burying himself all the way to the hilt deep into the recesses of Raiden’s vaginal cavity.

"Oh god... my womb is about to explode!" Raiden screamed in despair.

Thick, piping-hot semen was pumped in torrents deep into her womb. Kirito closed his eyes tightly, his teeth clenched hard during the moment of ultimate explosive release, savoring each surging wave of vital essence.

"Uhmm... So much..."

Kirito slowly relaxed the two hands holding Raiden’s legs.

Raiden panted in broken breaths, slowly collapsing to the floor on her knees, her gaze dazed and vacant from exhaustion. The sinewy cock had just withdrawn from her slimy vaginal cavity, leaving behind an empty space drenched in lubricant mixed with milky-white semen spilling outward.

Kirito panted heavily, looking down at Raiden, who was now completely exhausted, her chest heaving continuously.

"I... I will definitely kill you, you bastard..." Raiden clenched her hands into fists, speaking in a whisper so weak it was barely audible, her eyes glaring with burning hatred.

Kirito didn’t answer, stepping forward to hoist her up and lay her back down on the bed. Looking back at her once more, Raiden’s physique was truly flawless and alluring, every single curve of her body possessing a bewitching charm.

Naturally an eighteen-year-old youth overflowing with vitality, Kirito couldn’t restrain the surging desire in his heart, so he pulled the blanket over her body and pressed his weight down against her.

"Y... what are you going to do again? Let me go! Stop right now!" Raiden panicked, offering a weak resistance.

"Shall we do one more round?" Kirito wore a thoroughly evil smile that made Raiden’s eyes widen in terror.

"~ Ahh... ~ uhmm..."

The room once more plunged into heavy panting, the sound of colliding bodies, and lingering moans that dismantled all the proud woman’s resistance.

When the bright dawn shined through the windowpane, heralding the start of a brand new day, the atmosphere inside the room truly returned to silence.

Kirito sniffed softly and coughed lightly, stepping out of bed and beginning to stand up to straighten his garments neatly.

He picked up the soft tissue paper stack, gently and meticulously wiping away the traces of semen and mucus still lingering across Raiden’s smooth skin and entire body.

Raiden was utterly exhausted, her eyes vacant as she stared at the ceiling, raising a trembling hand to grab Kirito’s arm with pitiful feebleness:

"Get... get lost out of my sight, I can do it myself."

"That glaring attitude of yours really rubs me the wrong way." Kirito replied in a casual tone, yet upon seeing the boiling hostile gaze of his opponent, a somewhat indescribable, complex feeling suddenly welled up inside his chest.

"Haha, don’t look at me with those eyes."

With that, Kirito proactively dressed Raiden, because her body at this moment was limp and weak after a long night of having her energy drained, possessing zero remaining motivation to move on her own. Even knowing he was merely a rapist, acting considerate right now felt somewhat redundant and fake, yet he meticulously finished the job anyway.

Raiden silently watched Kirito bend over to tie her belt for her, her lips moving but absolutely not uttering another word.

Kirito felt somewhat awkward amidst that silence. He quietly pulled a small toxic smoke pipe along with its antidote pill from his pouch, carefully placing them on the wooden table beside the bed.

"Here is a self-defense poison smoke pipe and the antidote. You look quite pretty and capable, and your body is currently weak..." Kirito turned back to look at her and continued calmly, "If the bandits under your command dare to rebel or plot anything else, use this to punish them. Or simply lie in bed and rest today; it’ll probably take you a few days to fully recover."

Raiden clenched her hand into a fist, fury flashing in the depths of her eyes. But just as she opened her mouth to hurl curses, Kirito leaped like lightning out of the window like a wisp of black smoke, vanishing into thin air and leaving the empty room immersed in heavy silence.

Stepping out of the gloomy, dense forest, Kirito reached back to punch his spine as he felt a sore, aching weariness.

"Yesterday Raiden and I worked out way too hard all night long, no wonder my back is this sore." Thinking back to how he alone carried the entire battle stretching from night until morning, it truly consumed a massive amount of physical energy.

He scratched his head, telling himself he needed to quickly return and focus on more important state affairs objectives. Yet a rolling wave of sleepiness crashed over him, making his eyelids heavy and every footstep sluggish.

"Guess I’ll have to leave it for tomorrow, I’m dying of fatigue."

Kirito returned to his modest hidden inn room. He lay his back down on the wooden bed, instantly plunging into a dead-to-the-world sleep until nightfall arrived and the stars began twinkling in the sky before jolting awake.

He stretched his body, hearing his joints crack, and muttered under his breath: "Damn it, that really drained a terrifying amount of energy."

Only now did he truly understand why, after every passionate lovemaking session, men were usually the ones utterly devastated while women sometimes overflowed with emotion. This state of exhaustion was genuinely terrible for practicing martial arts and maintaining a peak state.

Regaining his alertness, Kirito leaped gracefully through the window, landing softly onto the inn’s rooftop. He raised his hand to his mouth, blowing a distinct, prolonged whistling sound echoing into the air.

Scarcely seconds later, from the deep abyss of night, a reconnaissance eagle with wide wings swept in and landed obediently right before him. Kirito swiftly pulled out a scrap of paper, jotting down secret intelligence in neat handwriting on the small note, then wrapping it tightly into the metal cylinder on the bird’s leg.

Afterward, he fetched a fragrant, pure scent hair strand of Queen Mika from his pouch, bringing it close to the eagle’s nose to let it orient towards the target scent.

"Go." He whispered softly, "Mika."

The reconnaissance eagle nodded knowingly, then flapped its massive wings powerfully, soaring high straight into the desolate night sky.

Kirito lay flat on his back upon the cold roof tiles, pillowing his arms behind his head, gazing up at the vast night sky filled with twinkling stars.

The letter he had just sent to Mika compiled the most core intelligence he had gathered regarding the upcoming action plans of General Akaza’s faction. Handing over these strategic documents to Mika, he firmly believed that wise and decisive queen would know how to handle things herself, deploying troops and arranging formations in the most optimal way possible.

"For now, I’ve initially infiltrated and established a puppet inside Akaza’s faction. Next, I should probably try finding a way to approach and set up a network within Shinobu’s faction." Kirito calculated silently in his head. "Hopefully things will go smoother and easier over there."

Suddenly, Denji’s image flashed across his mind. Kirito stroked his chin, thoughtfully pondering the possible variables.

"That guy Denji is definitely on his way toward the Imperial Capital right now to carry out Akaza’s faction’s scheme."

Even so, Kirito himself harbored his own plans for this power chessboard. He deeply wanted an opportunity to break into the Imperial Capital once more to scout out what secrets were truly hidden inside Queen Mika’s majestic fortress. But to accomplish that safely and effectively, he knew for a fact that he needed to gather plenty of sharp intelligence first, mastering every single step before officially mapping out a detailed plan.