Chapter 709: Roleplay Sex** [Bonus - ]

Chapter 709: Roleplay Sex** [Bonus Chapter]

Aeliana’s silver-green eyes never left the bed.

Even as Morwenna’s third climax of the night tore through her, the Elf princess kept her breathing slow and her mana signature buried under the thin barrier she had woven around the closet.

"Mmmm..."

The barrier was so delicate it mixed with the ordinary air of the room and as long as she did not move suddenly or let her emotions spike too hard, Silas would never notice her.

’So hot...’

The thought of being discovered made her heart race.

If Lord Sy saw her, he might ask her to join them, and Aeliana knew she would not be able to refuse.

That was exactly why she stayed hidden.

...Her first time had to be special, on his desk with her virgin blood staining the polished wood, not here on this already soaked bed so she would wait and she would watch.

’I’m good here, I think...’

She would learn every single detail for her future writing.

With careful silent movements she slipped the last of her clothes down her legs.

’Nnh~ Watching master fuck Morwenna is making me horny...’

The cool air of the closet kissed her bare skin.

Her untouched virgin bud was already flushed dark and leaking with thin strands of clear fluid sliding down her inner thighs simply from the sight and sound of her Lord buried inside another woman.

’I’m not a cuck... I don’t like it...’

She spread her knees wider on the velvet ottoman, slipped two slender fingers between her folds and began to touch herself with soft restrained strokes while soft little sounds escaped her throat.

"Oh... cheeky Lord Sy..." she breathed with the words barely more than a trembling sigh.

On the bed, Silas checked Morwenna’s face as the last waves of her orgasm faded.

Her eyes were still half-rolled with her lips parted and shiny as her chest rose and fell in hard uneven breaths.

’I’ll take it slow...’

He decided to take it slow for a while and let her recover just enough before the real intensity began.

"Hey Morwenna, look at me."

He began with long measured thrusts with each one dragging his thick length almost all the way out before sliding back in to the hilt as the wet sound of their joining filled the quiet room.

Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!

Morwenna moaned into his mouth as he kissed her, sounding soft and thorough.

"Mmh... nnh~! Ahh... hah..."

Every stroke rattled her insides with the blunt head of his cock rubbing over a swollen spot deep inside that made her thighs jump and her toes curl hard against the sheets.

She had no name for it... only that every time he dragged across it her vision sparked white and another broken sound escaped her throat.

"Hyaah~! Th-there... ahh... Master, there...!"

They separated for air as Silas angled his hips and thrust again, harder this time, the tip kissing the soft entrance of her womb with deliberate pressure.

PAH!

"Ahhhnnn~!"

The moan was louder and rawer as Morwenna’s eyes fluttered open.

Somewhere in the haze she remembered her earlier resolve... She wanted marks of her own.

She wanted to claim him the way Eluned had claimed him.

’Over... O–ngh, over Eluned’s own marks...!’

She lunged up and sank her teeth into the side of his neck as hard as she could, hard enough to break skin and draw bright blood.

The copper taste flooded her mouth as she clung there for a moment, then began licking the wound with slow cat-like strokes of her tongue, cleaning every drop that welled up.

"Mmh... mmph... nnh~..."

Silas let out a low amused breath against her hair.

"What a little vampire you are," he teased, his voice rough with pleasure. "Should I start carrying garlic from now on...?"

Morwenna answered by kissing him full on the mouth, smearing his own blood across his cheek in a wet crimson streak.

Chu! Mwah! Smack!

One trembling hand came up to cup his face while he kept pumping into her with steady deep strokes.

She broke the kiss only long enough to press a soft almost shy peck to the tip of his nose.

"I love sex~!" she told him between moans with the words tumbling out in a dazed happy rush. "I really... ahhh... really love it, Master..."

Silas smiled against her temple, his hips never stopping.

"Good... You’re squeezing me so tightly it feels like you’re trying to keep me inside forever."

"Hehe~"

The soft pleased little laugh left her without a trace of shame.

In that moment she no longer cared whether Aeliana was still watching from the closet or whether every filthy detail would end up in some future novel.

...She only wanted to feel good... She only wanted her Master to feel good.

She wanted him to manhandle her the way a true Captain should, because she loved him and trusted him completely.

"Nnngh~"

Morwenna knew this slow deep pace was only one of his strengths.

Eluned had made sure of that during her smug bathroom flex the next morning, spank marks on display, listing every position and every rough thing he’d done to her while Morwenna lay unconscious down the hall.

"Masta~!"

The real strength was the hard rough sex, the way he’d handled the Nature Goddess like a toy built purely for his pleasure... Morwenna wanted that, she wanted to be used the same way but she also wanted a twist of her own.

Between one thrust and the next she spoke, her voice soft and eager and already half-broken by pleasure.

"Master... can we... ahhh... roleplay? You’re the Captain... and I’m a stowaway with nothing left to pay for my passage except my body... Please... do me really hard like that... use me~!"

Silas’s rhythm faltered for half a second with a single bead of sweat rolled down his temple.

’I knew she wanted rough sex,’ he thought, ’but I didn’t guess she was into roleplay too.’

He kept pistoning into her with the same slow deep strokes while she moaned loudly beneath him and waited for his answer, her gray eyes glassy and hopeful.

"Master~? Please?"

’You girls really are perverted,’ Silas reflected with a fond look in his eyes then he nodded.

"All right. We’ll do it your way. One rule, though. If it’s ever too much, you say ’Storm,’ and I stop... Immediately..."

"Never!" Morwenna said with scandalized look on her face. "I’m a Dread Queen! I don’t say Storm! I AM the storm..."

"Then say it anyway, Humor your Captain."

"...Fine. Storm. Aye!"

Her eyes lit up with pure delight.

She flicked her fingers, and a thin ribbon of water mana snaked out, caught a length of the dark silk draped from the bedpost and tugged it down.

With another gesture she twisted it into a rough bandana and tied it around Silas’s head, leaving only one gold-ringed eye visible.

The moment the cloth settled, something in his posture shifted as the gentle lover disappeared and the Captain took his place.

’Since it’s her first time... I’ll humor her and act as hard as I can.’ He thought while inwardly looking to the side with shame, he was a bad actor after all. ’It’s good that there’s nobody here apart from us...’

In the closet, Aeliana’s stylus froze for a heartbeat.

’Are they really doing roleplay?’ she thought with her heart racing so hard she had to bite her lip. ’I wanted to know how that felt... I am so glad I made the counter-spell, I get to watch every single second of it.’

To Morwenna it was as if Silas had stepped fully into the role the instant the bandana touched his skin...

’This is good... Hehe~ I wonder how rough Captain will be...’

His next thrust was harder and deeper with the angle sharper.

His hands gripped her wrists and pinned them above her head against the wet sheets.

When he spoke, his voice was rougher though the care underneath never left his movements.

"Well, well. A stowaway in my hold and you’ve got no coin, no cargo and no name worth the ink... What should I do with you, girl?"

"Please, Captain..." Morwenna whimpered, her voice small and trembling, playing the part with a gusto that made her toes curl. "I’ll work, Captain! I’ll scrub the decks! I’ll do anything to stay aboard..."

"Anything?"

"Anything, Captain! Anything you want!"

"Then earn your place." He leaned down until the single gold eye was an inch from hers. "This body is the only thing you have left to pay with, and I’m going to take every bit of it... Take it..."

"Y-yes, Captain! Ahhhnnn~!"

He fucked her in missionary with steady powerful strokes, each one bottoming out against her womb with a heavy wet impact.

PAH! PAH! PAH! SCHLICK! PAH!

"Hah~! Ahh! Mmnh~! Captain! Ahhh~!"

"Louder," Silas ordered with his hips slamming forward. "I want the crew to know what happens to stowaways on my ship..."

"Aye, Captain! Ahhhnnn~! The crew can hear! Everybody can hear!"

PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH!

Silas sweatdropped.

’At least it’s soundproof.’

He had no intentions of waking up the other girls.

"Mmmmmnnnggghhhh~"

Morwenna came once with her walls fluttering wildly and her juices flooding around his cock in a hot gush but he didn’t slow down.

He kept thrusting through the climax until she came again, then a third time, each orgasm stronger than the last with her moans rising into broken high-pitched cries that cracked in the middle.

"Captain! Ahhh~! Too deep...! I’m— hyaaah~!"

"Already? And here I thought you were tougher than that, girl."

"I’m tough! I’m tough, Captain! Ahhh~! Hnnh~! Please don’t stop!"

"Then prove it."

When her legs started shaking too hard to stay open, Silas shifted without pulling out.

He lifted one of her thighs high, folding her almost in half sideways, and drove into her from the new angle.

The position let him go even deeper as every thrust dragged across that secret swollen spot inside her and slammed against her cervix with bruising force.

PAH-PAH-PAH-SCHLICK-PAH!

"C-Captain...! Mercy! Ahhh~! Please, Captain, it’s too deep, I can’t take it!"

The plea was playful and breathless and completely ruined by the wet slap of skin and the way her free leg kicked helplessly against the sheets.

"Mercy?" Silas’s one visible eye gleamed. "There’s no mercy for stowaways... Say it again... Who owns you?"

"You do, Captain! Ahh~! Hnnh~! You own me! I’m yours! The ship’s yours and I’m yours!"

"Good girl."

He gave her no mercy, but every rough movement was still guided by the knowledge of exactly how much she could take and how much she wanted.

He fucked her sideways until her eyes went hazy and her thoughts scattered like spray in a storm as words stopped making sense... Only moans and the wet rhythmic PAH! PAH! PAH! of their bodies remained.

"Ahh~! Hah... Cap... Cap-tain... ahhhnnn~!"

When he finally pulled out, Morwenna made a soft protesting whimper.

"Mmmph~ I would think a Captain that was disciplining a stowaway would last longer."

’Idiot.’

He felt the urge to flick her forehead... She had finished more than ten times now and wanted him to last longer? What was he, a man with Infinite stamina?

’Still... Morwenna’s really cute.’

Silas only flipped her onto her stomach, pulled her hips up into the air and spent long minutes working her heavy breasts with both hands while he rubbed the slick flushed head of his cock between her ass cheeks, teasing the tight ring without entering.

Every time she pushed back for more he gave her a sharp spank and told her to stay still like a good little crewmate.

SMACK!

"Stay... You’re not in charge here."

"Y-yes, Captain... ahhh...!"

SMACK!

"Louder..."

"YES, CAPTAIN! Ahhhnnn~! Please! Please, I need it, I need it...!"

"Need what? Say it properly, stowaway."

"I need you inside me, Captain! Please! Use me! Use me like the ship’s rope!"

"Like the ship’s rope," Silas repeated, and for half a second the Captain’s voice wobbled around the edges.

He cleared his throat.

"...Good enough."

Only when her thighs were shaking again did he lift her properly.

He folded her legs up against her chest, pinned her wrists beside her head and looked down at her with one gold eye gleaming under the bandana.

"This position is called a mating press," he told her, his voice calm and instructional even while he was still fully in character. "It lets me go as deep as possible... You’re going to take all of it."

Morwenna’s eyes went wide.

’M-mating?!’ her thoughts stuttered. ’Mating press?! Like animals?! Like he’s going to breed me right now?! Why does that sound so filthy and so good...’

Before she could finish the panicked spiral he thrust in.

The first stroke in this position punched the air from her lungs in a broken cry.

"Hyaah—!"

He fucked her harder than before.

There was no more teasing and no more measured pace, only the relentless heavy snap of his hips, the wet slap of skin and the way her breasts bounced wildly with every impact.

It was rough, deep and almost overwhelming, but never cruel.

Every thrust carried the weight of how much he wanted her and how much he loved the way she took him.

PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH! SCHLICK! PAH! PAH!

"Ahh! Ahh! Ahhh! Captain! Captain! Captain~!"

Morwenna’s moans turned into continuous broken cries.

Her eyes rolled and her tongue peeked out.

When the climax hit this time it was catastrophic, another full-body squirt that sprayed across his stomach and chest while she screamed his title.

"CAPTAIN... ! I’M CUMMING...! AHHHHNNN~!"

Silas’s rhythm finally stuttered as his grip on her wrists tightened but his voice stayed steady.

"Prepare yourself... Take all of it..."

Morwenna’s eyes flew wide.

She felt him swell even thicker inside her, the already heavy stretch becoming almost impossible.

"O-okieeee~"

Then the first pulse of his release hit the entrance of her womb like a hot thick wave.

He kept thrusting through it, flooding her until there was no space left and her belly felt heavy and full.

"Hnnh—! Ahhh~! Hot... so hot... Captain~!"

When he finally pulled out, the remaining thick ropes of cum shot sideways, arcing across the bed and striking the closet door with wet heavy splats.

A heavy splash of it went straight through the narrow gap.

Inside the darkness Aeliana gasped as hot thick seed splattered across her open mouth and cheek.

’Huh...? So far...?’

The taste and the knowledge of whose it was pushed her over the edge instantly.

She came silently with her thighs clamping hard around her own fingers and her eyes rolling back while she swallowed what had landed on her tongue and trembled through the aftershocks.

On the bed Silas looked down at the mess he’d made and sighed.

’That was a much bigger load than I’m used to.’

Morwenna lay beneath him, completely dazed with her chest heaving and a thick trickle of white already leaking from her well-used pussy in slow heavy pulses.

He gave her one more firm spank, and more of his cum spurted out around the impact with a wet sound.

SMACK!

"Ahhnn~!"

"As the useless stowaway you are," he said, still half in character with his voice sounding very commanding, "I’ll give you a few minutes before I teach you how to properly service a man..."

Morwenna’s voice came out soft and grateful though it was thoroughly wrecked.

"Thank you for your patience, Captain..."

Inside her head the thoughts spun slower and almost dreamy.

Her mother’s old words floated up through the haze.

...The women of their bloodline had always been told their wombs were especially fertile. Morwenna didn’t know if it still applied here, but she clenched around the lingering heat inside her and silently begged her own body.

’G-get pregnant... please... just this once... let me beat Eluned at something... even once in my life...’

A slow lewd little smile curved her swollen lips as another thick pulse of his seed leaked out of her.

’It’s as I thought... Master would make a better degenerate Captain than me...’