There was a ‘poof’ sound as I landed on something soft.
Then I slowly opened my eyes, which had been closed due to the impact. In the next moment, I found myself staring straight into Hugo’s dazzling golden eyes.
I proceeded to look around. No matter how I looked at it, it was obviously someone’s private chamber. Moreover, the two of us were on a bed.
For a man and a woman to be on the bed together…
…Uh, aren’t we rushing it?
After all, I was drenched in sweat from chasing after Hugo in a dress!
“Forgive me, Lady Thearesia. I can’t take it anymore, so I took you to my bedroom.” Saying so, Hugo began to take off his coat and cravat. His movement was so enticing, that it took my breath away.
“Uhm, of course, I appreciate Lord Hugo’s enthusiasm. But I’m sweaty, so I’d like to take a bath first—”
“—That won’t do. What if Lady Thearesia changes her mind? Therefore, I’d like to claim you.” Akin to a predator that refused to let its prey escape, Hugo’s eyes were burning.
I see… that’s how insecure he is.
It was probably the first time in his life that he had the chance to love and be loved.
…I wasn’t sure if it was the same, but in my previous life, I never had a boyfriend.
In this life, for as long as I could remember, I had been engaged to Prince Ottmar. For that reason, I didn’t have the opportunity to fall in love with someone else. Before the memory of my previous life resurfaced, I had a fleeting, girlish expectation that my relationship with Prince Ottmar might develop into something else.
There certainly were times like that.
However, he made no attempt whatsoever in that regard.
In turn, my feelings became frigid.
Thus, the moment I regained the memory of my previous life, I lost all attachment to him.
I had realized that even if the heroine, Clara, didn’t exist, Prince Ottmar would just fall for someone else and discard me.
As a partner, Prince Ottmar expected to be constantly doted on by the other party without ever giving anything in return. Because of that, there was a clash between our personalities. After all, I’d like to be in a mutual relationship where we’d support each other equally.
“Do you dislike it…?”
Feeling sentimental, I grew silent, which Hugo took as a sign of rejection. Towards Hugo, who seemed downcast, I shook my head. “Fufu, I don’t mind at all.” I smiled and caressed his smooth cheek.
Akin to a work of art, Hugo’s face was flawless even when I looked at it closely. As I reveled in his beauty, Hugo hesitantly drew in for a kiss.
…Our overlapping lips are slightly, no… he’s shaking.
To cast off his fear, I gently stroked his black hair. In return, the angle of our kiss changed. Then, Hugo’s wet tongue traced my lips. It was an invitation to an even deeper entanglement. Since I had no reason to turn him down, I opened my lips for him.
As our tongues entwined, my pleasure felt insatiable. Hugo’s tongue was thicker than mine, and longer. It moved deftly, asserting its dominance.
“—Ah, uhn… aah…”
When the tip of his tongue explored the inside of my mouth, I inadvertently spilled those noises, and when he sucked on my tongue, a pleasant feeling rose to my spine. As I drown in the sweet ecstasy that was his kiss, I clung to Hugo’s body.
Then, he embraced me. His faint hesitation didn’t go unnoticed.
…To be in such proximity with someone you love, feeling their warmth while sharing a kiss.
As our tongues overlapped, Hugo and I explored each other’s body.
At the end of the kiss, a hot sigh leaked from my lips. From the edge of my lips, flowed strings of saliva. However, I didn’t have time to wipe them off, since Hugo did just that. His thick fingers gently wiped my wet lips. That gesture alone spoke of his kindness.
I chased after his finger and inserted it into my mouth.
“Hugo… I love you.” As I whispered my feelings, I licked his finger.
I was aware of how unladylike such behavior was—
—At the same time, I’d like to convey my love.
At the sight of me clinging to his big hand with both hands while sucking his finger, Hugo gulped.
…Then, many tentacles sprouted from his back.
I repeat, many tentacles sprouted from his back.
The tentacles of varying sizes were also multicolored.
When he saw that tentacles had sprung out of his back, Hugo turned pale.
Previously, I mentioned that other than his ears, there was something a little unusual about Hugo, didn’t I? Although I omitted the rest.
…Apparently, when he was aroused or was in battle mode, tentacles would appear from his back.
In battle, those tentacles could be used to eliminate thousands of troops. With such mighty power, Hugo dedicated himself to serving the kingdom. He did so in hope of attaining the fellowship and affection of someone one day.
I personally found it infuriating that his bravery only caused the kingdom to further alienate him.
Not only limited to mowing down enemies but it could also be used for plowing, as well.
In the bonus track, Hugo used those tentacles to do exactly that to Thearesia’s holes.
Thearesia, who already loathed Hugo, was assailed by tentacles and grew to despise him even more. The bonus track ended there.
…In my honest opinion, I didn’t think tentacle play was a bad thing. Although, it certainly wasn’t everyone’s thing.
Ashamed to be seen by a maiden, Hugo hastily concealed his tentacles. However, the tentacles disobeyed and crept toward me. Their black, glossy surfaces reminded me of faceless snakes or eels.
When I took one into my hand and squeezed it tightly, Hugo trembled. It seemed that the tentacles and his senses were linked.
“This is also a part of Hugo.” By smiling, I hoped that I could reassure him that I wasn’t scared. Although, I might have overdone it a little.
As his eyes widened, Hugo tilted his head. “It is. Lady Thearesia, aren’t you the slightest bit afraid?”
“Fufu, it’s part of Hugo, though?” To the tentacle that was rubbing against me, I kissed it and gently let my tongue crawl.
The mucus that dripped from the tentacles was surprisingly sweet and delicious.
Good thing I’m not the squeamish type…
“…Are you a goddess, perhaps?” Hugo groaned as his face turned red.
“Hugo, you’re exaggerating.”
“No, you are a goddess. I can’t believe there exists someone who’ll accept my existence to this degree. Thank you, Ms. Thearesia.”
…He no longer refers to me as a lady.
It wasn’t like I wanted to be revered. I just wanted to love and to be loved on an equal footing.
Thus, I pinched Hugo’s cheeks. In response, he curiously stared at me.”
“It’s not ‘Ms. Thearesia’, but Thearesia. I came to be your spouse, not your goddess.”
“Ms. Thearesia—no, Thearesia…” When he managed to call my name, Hugo laughed happily. At the happy face of my beloved, I couldn’t help but smile as well.
“Hm—!” Before I knew it, I was pushed down onto the bed, his lips tightly locked with mine. I found it difficult to move underneath his thick, muscular body. Nevertheless, the proximity, the warmth, and our breath as we clung to each other made me feel loved from the bottom of my heart.
As our tongues meddled once again, several tentacles slipped through the gaps in my dress, before gently entangling my legs. Another tentacle deftly exposed my bosom and sucked on the protruding tips. Yet another one wounded itself around my much larger-than-average chest, described by Prince Ottmar as ‘useless fat.’
It, it feels too good…
Enveloped in Hugo’s large hands, my hands were pressed against the bed. Moreover, the slimy tentacles were teasing my entire body, while my own mouth was ravaged by his kisses…
…It’s impossible not to lose yourself in such pleasure.
The soft, wet tentacles made me feel as if I was being caressed by large tongues. They relentlessly caressed my legs and chest. A tentacle with a sucker-like tip was attached to each of my nipples, the intense stimulation causing me to jump.
“A, ah—! Hyaa—!”
Even if I instinctively twisted my body to escape from the extreme pleasure, I couldn’t because I was pinned down by Hugo’s large body.
As he stared at me, writhing from the constant pleasure, Hugo gasped a little, perhaps unable to contain his excitement. Then, something that wasn’t a tentacle brushed against my thigh, and I soon realized that it was Hugo’s. I flushed.
…Hugo was aroused by the shameful display that I made.
“Thearesia, does it feel good?”
“It, it’s good, too good…”
“I see; that’s a relief.”
Somehow, Hugo sounded more expressive than before, attesting to the diminishing distance between our hearts.
I was happy.
The tentacle that was teasing my leg entered through the gap in my underwear and clung to my honeypot. Even though it hadn’t been directly touched, it was aching and soaked. Considering that the tentacles were linked to Hugo, he must’ve sensed that as well.
“You’re drenched. Let me help you remove it.”
…As expected, he caught me.
His tentacles easily removed my underwear.
“Aah—! N, noo—!”
The tentacles began to meticulously rub me down there. A thick tentacle with plenty of mucus rubbed against my flower, making obscene sounds. Meanwhile, a thin tentacle went to the other hole. The tips of the two tentacles simultaneously entered me, shallowly going in and out, and my eyes widened in amazement.
I, it messes with my behind, as well!? I never heard of that!!
“N-no way, both, at the same time, hyaaah—!” The thick tentacle gently stimulated the front, while the thin did the same to the back. During that time, the sucking and caressing on my breasts never ceased. Every inch of my body felt good to an unbearable degree. “Ooh, aah, no way, I’m, I’m going to break—!”
“How cute. To me, having these tentacles are but a hindrance… But If I can draw out such an expression from you, then it might not be so bad after all.”
“H-Hugo, don’t look at my face…”
“No, I want to see it. As if I’d miss such a cute thing.”
My cheeks were wrapped with his hands while my face was fixed firmly. As he stared into my face, Hugo’s tentacle violently stroked my folds. Not even my stiff bud was spared from the relentless attack.
“Hyahn—! Ah, aah! Uuh…!”
—to be stared so fervently at, how embarrassing…
…and so good, it’s irresistible, it’s as if I’m captured within Hugo’s golden eyes.
As various emotions came into mind, I lost myself in pleasure.
“Hy, ah, ahn… Hugo, Hugo…!”
My reasoning faded while my voice turned dulce.
I never knew I could make such a sweet voice.
It was embarrassing—but I can’t stop.
After he had commanded in a low voice, the tentacles sucked on my flower bud as if gushing it down. As my consciousness scattered away, my vision became pure white. After a while, I gradually regained consciousness. I gasped, my chest heaving up and down as the tentacles slipped away. Then, as if I had done well, my head was caressed—of course, by Hugo himself.
“How adorable you’re, my Thearesia.”
Hugo supported my back and lifted me up before gently placing me on his lap. Then, he spread my legs apart. Since I was still wearing a dress, it was nothing to be ashamed of. But in the next moment, the tentacles rolled up my skirt, exposing my lower half…
I was a bit resentful of the too skillful tentacles…
A mixture of the tentacle’s mucus and love juice dripped from my honeypot. Feeling his touch, my spine trembled.
“I’m going to thoroughly explore your lovely place so that it won’t hurt when I put mine in.”
Then, a tentacle as thick as two adults’ fingers slowly entered my honey jar. Since the tentacle was coated in plenty of mucus, there was no pain. However, the feeling of being expanded from the inside was a bit painful.
As the tentacle advanced a little further, it shook and wriggled on the spot, perhaps to adjust to the inside.
…Maybe, this is how it feels to use a vibrator?
The knowledge of my previous life came to mind.
This one can shapeshift, though…
As the vibrating, shapeshifting tentacle rubbed against my inside, a wave of pleasure began to spread around my waist.
“Are you okay? Do you feel sick? Does it hurt?”
“Then, let’s continue.” Each time the tentacle entered and exited my honeypot, a sweet sensation welled up. It went deeper before reaching and probing on the innermost wall. Then, an even thinner tentacle stretched out from the tip of the tentacle, lightly tickling my cervix. “Fufu, is this where our child is going to be?”
“Don’t go in there yet…”
As my inside was caressed by his tentacles, Hugo adorned my neck with kisses. At the same time, his wide palm fondled my chest. The firmness of his hand brought upon me a different kind of pleasure.
“Hugo’s hand… feels so good.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes, your hand is strong… and kind, touch me more…”
Suddenly, there was silence.
Did I say something strange?
As my heart pounded in anticipation, I was embraced from behind.
“You’re the only one who’s ever been happy from my touch.”
Burying his face in my neck, he whispered in a shaking voice.
“I love you, Hugo.”
“…Even if I’m a demon?”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“You’re the only one who ever says that.” Droplets of water fell on my skin. Realizing that those were tears shed by a man who had never been loved, I reached out to stroke Hugo’s head.
…From now on, I’ll be sure to shower him with a lot of love.
“What is it, Thearesia?”
“Hugo, please put it in.”
“Guh… Hold on; I need to understand it a bit more. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“But it aches to the point it’s unbearable…” I rubbed my butt against the large object that had been poking me since a while ago, eliciting a groan from Hugo. “…It should be fine, now.”
Suddenly, the tentacle slid out, causing me slight pleasure.
As I was pushed down onto the bed, my vision shook.
When I looked up, there was the serious, desperate look of my beloved, and my chest constricted.
Using his tentacle to open the front of his trouser, he revealed his lust.
Seeing that, I let out a low voice.
The tip was wide and smooth, while the shaft was thick and long. A lot of thick blood vessels sprouted on the reddish-black shaft, looking somewhat more surreal than the glossy tentacles.
“Are you scared?”
“No, it’s just my first time to behold a man’s thing… I’m just a little surprised.”
Hugo smiled softly.
That smile of his was so beautiful, that I fell for him all over again.
He lifted my leg, exposing my secret part. A thin tentacle spread my folds while the tip of his rod touched the opening.
Hugo moved forward, gradually pushing his thing inside me. Considering how huge it was, the penetration was a bit difficult. However, after my narrow passage was tamed by his tentacle, I was ready to welcome it inside. Then, his tip gently hit my innermost part.
“Are you alright…?”
In an uneasy tone, he asked while stroking my cheek. Like a spoiled child, I snuggled up against his palm.
“I’m fine. In fact, I’m very happy…”
“Then, we’re the same.”
While kissing me, Hugo slowly moved his hips. His smoldering hot rubbed against my vaginal walls over and over, transforming the shape to match his size.
“Hya, aah, hyiin—!”
As I clung to his taut body, I was immersed in the sudden burst of ecstasy.
Our rough breathings echoed within the room, along with the obscene, wet sound of our secret places, my moans, and the sound of our bodies clashing against each other.
Without any formality, we devoured each other.
Pierced at my deepest part, I let out a scream in turn.
My feet curled up as my body trembled violently.
As if to say, “Come with me.” My insides tightly squeezed Hugo’s thing, begging for its seeds.
Hugo also raised his voice and shook his body. Then, a large amount of liquid was released inside me.
I wondered if the long and voluminous ejaculation was also one of his traits as a demon.
In no time at all, my insides were filled with semen. Those that couldn’t be contained within flowed out. Even then, Hugo’s ejaculation still didn’t cease. As if trying to impregnate me, he pushed his rod deep inside, occasionally jerking around.
“With this, I’ve become yours.”
After I had caught my breath, I whispered to him.
In response, he stared at me.
“That’s right. You belong to me.”
Hugo’s expression was dyed with both laughter and tears, while his voice emanated with joy.
The next day.
Hugo officially made an engagement proposal to our family, and we were betrothed.
Since I was a scandalous lady whose engagement was annulled by Prince Ottmar, my parents had no reason to object.
I was grateful to be able to get engaged properly with Hugo.
The day after our engagement, I started living in Hugo’s mansion.
—At a later date.
‘Lady Thearesia doesn’t love His Highness Ottmar at all!’, ‘She’s in love with the Demon Count!’, and ‘Right after her annulment, she got engaged to the Demon Count!’
Such rumors circulated in the royal capital.
As a result, the store of Prince Ottmar and Clara no longer garnered any spotlight.
For some reason, Prince Ottmar got angry at the rumor and barged into our mansion, claiming that I was a traitor.
“A traitor? You’re the one who betrayed her!” However, Prince Ottmar was driven away by the furious Hugo.
I was a bit nervous that we’d be getting complaints from the royal family. Thankfully, that didn’t happen.
…Now that I think about it, there’s no way they’d protest.
Hugo was a crucial part of our kingdom’s national defense.
As such, there was no way the royal family would incite his rage. After all, if he decided to go to another country, this kingdom would be in trouble.
…By the way, it seemed that the relationship between Prince Ottmar and Clara was in the verge of collapsing.
Clara, who found out that Prince Ottmar went to my place, assumed that he had feelings for me. On the other hand, Prince Ottmar was a prideful person and loathed such false rumors. As such, they got into a huge fight, which in turn cost them their relationship.
…Are they really going to break up? What’s that all about? Did the otome game storyline collapse? Previously, didn’t they say that their love is true?
“Thearesia, what are you thinking about?” A voice full of sweetness was heard as I got embraced tightly from behind.
I turned around and smiled at my beloved Hugo. “I was thinking about His Highness Ottmar and Clara.”
I honestly didn’t think it was a good idea to keep secrets from Hugo. Immediately, his face turned bitter. “…Rather than that, I want you to think of me.”
When I saw his pouting face, I couldn’t help but laugh. In my defense, my thoughts drifted. I’d rather think of ways to express my love to Hugo. “From now on, I’ll only think of Hugo. So, please—think only of me, as well.”
“You’re all I ever think about.”
“Fufu, then I’m glad.”
His hands wrapped around my cheeks as his golden eyes bore into me. What flickered in the depths of those eyes was unmistakably anxiety.
Unaccustomed to being loved, he was afraid that one day I’d simply lose interest.
“I love you, Hugo—always and forever.”
Hence, I declared my feelings.
I sincerely hoped that his fear would disappear someday.
I’m feeling various kinds of emotions from tentacle smut…
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