I Only Summon Villainesses

Chapter 165: This Is No Sin; You Deserve Love. Granted, I Don’t Even Know Who You Are, Lol

I wasn’t sure what she felt like as I sucked on her breasts. Personally, I think I might’ve taken more time than one should just sucking breasts. But you couldn’t truly blame me and neither would I want anyone to blame the porcelain, no, jade breasts, also.

It... it... was sumptuous... figuratively.

She threw her head back and clutched my hair, releasing moans that made my heartbeat drove forward with a force strong enough to wield and slam a colossal hammer.

And that drove me forward with even more passion. I sucked and licked in patterns, studying as her moans left her mouth: in which pattern was it more intense? In which pattern did she calm down?

I had to make sure that I was properly gathering the information and cataloging. No two women’s bodies were the same but it had to be possible to study the patterns, so that I could use them as prototypes when dealing with my villainesses.

Since Kassie and my future villainesses were going to be my major harem, I also had to make sure my contact with these women in the wider world was less. It was a basic understanding that no matter how lucky of a motherfucker I was... I simply couldn’t have them all.

But Lady Yuan... Lady Yuan I wanted to have. Lady Yuan I was going to have.

While still sucking on her boobs and letting her moan in the depths of pleasure, I slowly snuck my hands, crawling up her thighs and immediately found the underwear hiding her throne room from me.

’I have come to be king here, move you bastard.’

I shifted the linen away and slapped my hands on the lips of the entrance. This elicited a sudden gasp from her; her body trembled, too.

”Lord Cade?”

Her voice sounded like something between shock, pleasure, and plea.

I didn’t pay attention to her, but grinned evilly and grabbed her clitoris. This caused her to tremble yet again. She leaned close, hugging me and releasing soft gasps like quips.

”Ha... ha... Lord Cade, what... are you... doing? I... I... This is great. I love it, I shouldn’t love this so much — it feels so wrong...”

Hearing her discombobulated ramble only filled me with more pleasure. It was an obvious approval to continue. Today... right now, I wanted nothing more than to make Lady Yuan feel pleasure.

’You shouldn’t? You deserve to. Every lady deserves to be loved like this.’

I rubbed my fingers around her clit, noticing it get wetter as I went up and down and left and right. Each time, she moved her hips sensually, squeezed me tight with my mouth and face on her breast; sometimes she almost squeezed me so tightly that I almost suffocated, but in that instance, I would go out of rhythm — this would cause her to either almost break my skull in her grip or throw her hips back slightly like a convulsed reaction. It was always more of the latter and very little of the former.

I teased around the edge until I felt something slick between my fingers, and more of it was dripping down her thighs.

’She’s so goddamn wet.’

Feeling this amount of wetness, it was difficult to not imagine just how beautiful this experience was going to be. And for me particularly — it was getting harder to maintain my dignity and stop myself from ripping her clothes apart.

”Lady Yuan...” I said, my voice low and breathy. ”I... I... think it’s time for the oath...”

”Ah...” She chuckled sheepishly. ”The oath, right, the oath.”

She was on top of me, hugged tightly around me, but she released her hug and leaned slightly, looking at me with a red blush across her jade face and a somewhat dazed, or should I say... smitten gaze?

She wanted to shift away but I held her in place.

”No. Don’t worry, let me take care of it.”

I gave her a reassuring smile and wrapped one hand around her waist and quickly undid my buckles with the other, managing to pull out my cock from the embrace of the damn trousers.

As I pulled it out, Lady Yuan glanced down with an awed gaze.

”Manhood... I’ve only heard of it... It looks like a twisted and defective dagger, like the blacksmith messed up the hilt and handle.”

’Really? Comparing my dick to a dagger right in a moment like this?’

Lady Yuan was a strange one indeed, and it was a part of her allure. I smiled slightly.

”That is a peculiar comparison, Lady Yuan, but please refrain from it in a moment like this...”

She looked at me, slightly widened.

”Oh.” Then she blushed, ”I apologize.”

’Enough apologizing! Let’s get to action!’