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Emperor Night: A New World (NTR)

WARNING: Lots of sexual content. Dub-con, corruption, netorase, netorare, beasts, group. Jonathan Night, a socially awkward retail assistant with a secret fetish for netorare fantasies, is mysteriously transported to the fantastical realm of Adearath. Endowed with the power to control sexual arousal, Jonathan—now known as Jonn Nightmare—must navigate a world filled with danger and unspeakable desires. Hunted by the relentless Inquisition, led by the fierce Grand Inquisitor Zigarete, Jonn gathers a band of loyal allies, including the enigmatic Ashborn Saikhi and the survivalist huntress Talitha. Together, they evade capture while dealing with the moral and emotional complexities of their own arousals and carnal interactions. As Jonn struggles to survive in this world where lust and power intermingle, he finds himself caught in a chaotic clash between primal instincts and relentless pursuit. Emperor Night is an explicit fantasy tale of survival, control, and the price of hidden desires.

ArthurKord · Fantasy
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42 Chs

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Talitha pounced on Aldo as the door shut behind them, pinning him down on the floor as she took his already ruffled clothes off once again. He was still hard. That would do nicely. Talitha slid her hips against his exposed length and squeezed Aldo's hips between her thighs.

"Lady Talitha-" Aldo's words were cut off as Talitha covered his mouth with her hand. She stared deeply into the merchant's eyes.

"Don't talk. Just fuck me." Talitha demanded. Aldo's words had been both respectful and nice to hear but hearing such words of affirmation were starting to make Talitha blush. She would rather fuck then feel self-conscious. She reached down and slipped Aldo's stiff member inside of her, releasing a sigh as it was finally back in. She had felt empty without it, a single hour had barely satisfied her lust. Talitha kept Aldo pinned beneath her as she started to use his cock for her pleasure, rolling her hips up and down it's length. She lent in close and nipped at the nape of the merchant's neck. 

"This is my cock now." She insisted. It wasn't unusual for heldra women, even those in a chieftain's harem, to take other lovers to satisfy them when their chieftain was busy, although she had never done so before. She could only imagine the pleasures she would feel if her own chieftain had the kind of endurance that this merchant had. She would be sure to work hard so that information was not held back. 

Aldo's hands were released and allowed to explore Talitha's body. Her curves and patterns seemed to entrance the man. Both of Aldo's hands ultimately found themselves tending to Talitha's lovely mounds. Talitha saw Aldo's eyes gently squinting. He was holding back, trying not to cum. Talitha decided to show him the futility of his resistance, she sped up. The motion of her hips coupled with her squeezing down on the rod inside of her produced the desired effect. Talitha felt the warmth of the man's seed filling her up. 

Aldo looked up at the beautiful forestfolk's face which was now presenting a rather wicked grin. She was not stopping. Despite having been filled with come Talitha continued to increase speed. She felt his seed being pushed further inside of her with each thrust. Several minutes later Talitha was rewarded for her continued effort with another load of the merchant's love. This new load mingled with the previous one. It was providing adequate lubrication for her to continue. Aldo reached for a nearby vessel of water, he was unable to reach it from his pinned position.

"Don't drink. Just fuck." Talitha would let the man hydrate when she was done. Until then, she had more warmth to extract from him. She pinned his arms back down and changed the angle in which his length was penetrating her. It didn't take long to get her third prize. Or her fourth. Or her fifth. The poor merchant was barely keeping up.

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