The Villainess With A Heroine Harem

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Never in her life had Crystal felt so… good.

The funny, giddy feeling that had been running through her lower abdomen in circles while Emilia played with her body seemed to have suddenly exploded, and it was like thunder and lightning shot right up her spine, washing away all distracting thoughts and filling her mind with nothing but pleasure.

Each one of her passionate throes was followed by the feeling of a gentle yet powerful electrocution. And the whole time, Emilia kissed her cheek and earlobe affectionately, as if praising her for a job well done.

As the heat and lightning constantly bunched up in her groin before shooting up her spine, Crystal felt like she had already passed on and entered heaven. She had never felt so… loved.

Her previously balled up fists that had been tightly clutching the sheets had long since started pulling at Emilia's wrist, instinctively trying to bring her even closer to herself, but the lightning shooting up her spine soon drained her strength, making her grip slack as she helplessly leaned back like a puppet with its strings cut.

The thought that Emilia, the gorgeous little princess she had once never dared associate with, had been servicing her like an obedient little maid to help her relax had already been sinful enough, but this… this really was on another level.

Even now, as waves of pleasure rocked her body, and her vision grew blurry as the pleasure slowly faded and exhaustion and relief overcame her senses, Crystal wondered if she was in a dream. If she was... she never wanted to wake up.

The blonde girl had no idea how long she had dozed off for, but when she came to, she was mortified to find herself suckling on Emilia's soft breast like a baby.

Emilia chuckled as she felt the heroine gulp with her eyes wide in shock, her nipple still between her succulent little lips. The pleasure from her body, combined with the amusement from her heart, made Emilia feel all sorts of strange.

Just as Crystal seemed to realize her gaffe and was about to pull away to apologize, however, Emilia pressed the back of her head.

Now even closer in the embrace of her crush, Emilia's teasing yet gentle smile was enough to turn Crystal's face completely red.

"My baby really wanted some love, huh? Don't worry, big sis may not be able to feed you milk now, but I'll make sure to keep you nourished in the future."

Inwardly, Emilia thought it would be hilarious if Crystal's mom came in at this moment, but unfortunately, her heroine might just die from shame if that happened.

"N-No, I-I…"

But try as she might, Crystal couldn't find a response to Emilia's teasing at all, not with her mind being so hazy and still overwhelmed with dopamine.

Given that the heroine still seemed to be a little delirious from her orgasm, Emilia allowed her a few moments to calm down, patting her head gently with one hand to reassure her that everything was fine, and she didn't need to worry or panic.

Only once Crystal had returned to breathing normally did she continue her 'massage'.

"Ahn~!"

Emilia smiled as she felt the heroine immediately clutch her waist with her arms, pressing her face so tightly against her breast that she wondered if the girl could even breathe.

This time, she didn't tease Crystal's breasts and nipples, and only patted her head with one hand while keeping the girl close in her embrace as her right hand took more liberties between the girl's parted legs. She had already used her index and ring finger to spread the girl's lower lips, and started sliding her middle finger up and down the girl's most delicate parts.

Emilia could feel just how sopping wet her adorable heroine was, to the point where she wondered if she could slide her entire hand up in there if she wanted to, but she was still very careful and gentle as she circled the lower opening before slowly pushing one fingertip in. Her angel deserved to be treated with care, after all.

As if to refute the 'angel' comment in Emilia's mind, Crystal let out an uncultured, guttural moan as she felt the invasion, and Emilia shook her head in amusement as she pushed in deeper. "Naughty girl. You really wanna rile me up, huh?"

The heroine's hymen was quite strong and elastic, and there was enough space in the center for her finger to squeeze past its firm grip. The tight, vice-like grip on her fingertip was both erotic and tantalizing, but Emilia only smiled, her strokes still measured and controlled as to not immediately push the girl over the edge.

Since it didn't break, Emilia decided she would do it later when Crystal wasn't so dazed. She would rather not waste her virgin blood on the towel, anyway.

Since Dixie had tasted her own and absorbed so much energy, Emilia couldn't help but be curious about what it was like. Plus, while her own body would always regenerate, her little angel could only lose her virginity once, so she had to make sure to make the most out of it.

"E-Emilia… Emilia~! AH!"

The heroine's guttural, pleasure-filled moans left no room for doubt to anyone who would be lucky enough to hear them what was going on in the room. Emilia almost felt it was a pity that she hadn't set up any recording devices to capture such a beautiful song of pleasure.

Shaking off the distracting thoughts, Emilia slowly settled into a synchronized rhythm of fucking the girl in her arms gently, using the back of her palm and thumb to stimulate her sensitive parts while thrusting her middle finger in and out of the girl's tight core.

"Emilia… Emilia…! Y-You're so—! Ahn!" Crystal's moans grew feverish, and her hot breath against her chest grew rougher and uneven as she started bucking against her hand haphazardly, her eyes completely glazed over in pleasure.

Looking at her adorable expression, Emilia couldn't help but lean down to press her soft lips against the girl's forehead. "Crystal is such a cute, good girl. But I don't like it when my little sister is all stressed out by herself, got it? Let big sis know your worries in the future, and I'll take care of it all."

The heroine jerked hard as she whimpered, and Emilia could tell she was close. "A-Ahn! N-No! I-I'll take care— I want to—!"

Crystal shivered as a colossal wave of pleasure seemed to almost drown all her thoughts, her mind barely resisting it as she struggled to finish her words. "F-For you! AHN! E-Emilia! I l-love—! I LOVE—!"

Emilia pushed deeper inside the girl, her palm now flush against her core, and Crystal's eyes immediately glazed over.

She leaned down to give the blonde girl a steaming, passionate kiss just as the heroine bucked and sprayed wildly, wetting not only the towel and the bedsheets, but her juices spraying so hard that Emilia's right hand was drenched right up to her shoulder, and some even got on her hair.

Even as the last of her thoughts were washed away with pleasure, however, Crystal's thoughts still found themselves leaving her lips in a mumble that even she didn't seem to realize she'd made. "Mph! Mhmmm!"

Crystal's kiss was just as feverish as she whimpered down her throat while bucking and spraying uncontrollably, and Emilia could feel her own heart beating with lust as the girl bit her lower lip.

Thankfully, the girl didn't bite too hard, or she would have some explaining to do to Cynthia later.

The ride down from her orgasm seemed to plunge the heroine directly into a deep slumber, and Emilia held her close with some amusement while wondering how to handle the situation.

Letting the poor girl sleep on a wet bed was impossible, after all.

Holding the slumbering girl close while licking the love nectar that had completely soaked her right hand, Emilia couldn't help but sigh. "I wasted so much of my angel's juice today, aahhh~! What a pity…"

But the peaceful smile on the girl's face made her think that it was worth it.

Thankfully, she seemed to have been in quite a deep sleep, making Emilia feel some pride in her heart, and even after she wiped the girl down with a warm towel, she continued trying to just snuggle against her.

Emilia kissed the girl's cheek with a smile. "My naughty, selfish little angel went to sleep after getting off, huh? What about me? Bad girl."

Settling the heroine down on the sofa along with a warm blanket, Emilia stared at the pretty much ruined bed, tapping her chin in thought. "Well, I'm sure Mrs. Miller would just assume it got dirty from the massage oils, right? Hmm… might as well get the whole thing replaced while at it, this is as good an excuse as any." historical

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