SOTBW - 181

After returning from the black market, Maximón originally intended to go to his office. Work had piled up, and Najane was taking a nap, so he thought he could tell her about Luna in the evening.

However, as soon as he arrived at the Knights’ Order, he longed to see Najane. He worried that she might not be sleeping soundly due to some discomfort, or perhaps she was having a nightmare… Once he started thinking about Najane, he couldn’t think of anything else, as if his mind was broken.

He knew he had to deal with the accumulated documents, then go to the training grounds to watch the knights’ sparring matches, and also explain what had happened that day to the Order Commanders to avoid misunderstandings, but as soon as Najane’s face appeared in his mind, Maximón’s steps naturally turned towards her private residence.

He only intended to see her face and leave quickly. Just to check if she was sleeping well in their usual bedroom, give her a careful kiss on the forehead so as not to wake her, check if her hands and feet were cold, see if the room was warm, and…

As Maximón headed towards the private residence, he suddenly calculated how long it had been since he had held Najane in his arms. Before, it was a daily occurrence, so counting the days was meaningless. However, it was not only an act of love but also the only way to break Najane’s curse and prevent her heat.

Maximón’s pace gradually quickened as he counted the days. They hadn’t done it even once since she collapsed. Neither Maximón nor Najane had been in the right state of mind.

Maximón, his face pale, roughly flung open the bedroom door. A groan, as if in pain, came from under the blanket. Maximón hurriedly pulled back the blanket. Najane was curled up with her back rounded, like someone who had failed to escape an unsolvable problem.

Clear fluid flowed down her faintly trembling thighs as if in fear. It was estrus fluid. She was almost at the onset of her heat.

Maximón instinctively knew he had to resolve the situation before she lost her reason, and he took off his top. After taking off his shirt, Maximón kissed Najane’s forehead, which was as hot as if burned, to reassure her.

Only then did Najane lift her head. As soon as she saw Maximón, tears streamed down from her dark red eyes. Seeing this, Maximón’s heart ached.

Najane, barely straightening her curled-up body, hugged his neck, letting out sobs. Maximón stroked her thinly trembling back and whispered gently.

“…I’ve been neglecting you lately… I’m sorry. I’ll make you comfortable soon.”

Maximón undressed Najane with a guilt-ridden look.

Najane suppressed her sobs, her shoulders trembling. She felt sad and miserable. She was heartbroken because of her body, which had been broken without her knowing, and she felt unbearably ashamed that she went into heat like a beast because of the curse.

Maximón knew how devastated Najane felt, so he treated her body, which was flushed with unwanted excitement, with great care.

As he took off her nightgown, her white body was revealed. Her chest rose and fell rapidly with each heavy breath.

Najane pressed her thighs together, her small muscles trembling, as if her legs were itchy. Maximón, who had finished undressing, gently spread Najane’s thighs and pressed his lower abdomen against hers. Although it was an urgent situation, he didn’t move recklessly and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. He didn’t want to hurt Najane.

As a cool hand touched her cheek, Najane, whose fever had subsided, opened her eyes. Her pupils, consumed by excitement, were hazy. Maximón quietly kissed her. As he shamelessly inserted his tongue, Najane’s tongue met him as if she had been waiting.

Najane hugged Maximón’s neck tightly. As their tongues intertwined, her crying stopped. Maximón twisted his head, swallowing all of Najane’s sobs and cries.

Her legs were already wet, so there was no need for foreplay. Najane’s clit was already so swollen that it twitched on its own without being touched, and her vulva, soaked with estrus fluid, was uncomfortably itchy, as if insects were crawling inside.

Her inner walls were itchy and felt strange. Instinctively, she wanted to insert something into her hole. She felt that if she inserted something thick and hard all the way in, the itch would disappear.

Najane, forgetting why her body had become like this, hugged Maximón’s waist with both legs. A rough and hard hand caressed her below. He seemed to be checking if he could enter quickly.

Rough fingertips caressed her clit, then parted her wet opening, gauging the way in. Najane bit her lip, hugging Maximón so tightly that her back lifted. A couple of fingers entered her vagina and spread like scissors.

Maximón tightly wrapped his arm around Najane’s waist and checked if the inside was wet enough. As he didn’t want to hurt Najane, his touch, feeling her vaginal walls, was delicate and careful.

Maximón, kissing her flushed ear, sighed softly at the estrus fluid flowing down his wrist. Her body was so wet that it made a creaking sound with just his fingers.

“Should I just insert it? Or…”

Maximón asked Najane’s intention. Najane, clinging to Maximón as if relying on him, nodded her head wildly. It seemed she meant that she didn’t need anything else and wanted him to enter quickly. She was on the verge of losing her reason due to the heat.

At that moment, she felt a familiar foreign object below. Najane bit her lip at the force pushing through the parted gap. Just as his glans seemed to catch slightly at the entrance, Maximón hugged Najane and thrust his hips up.

A thud sounded from below. As the thing she had desired entered her body, Najane’s lower abdomen trembled finely. Najane, burying her face in his broad shoulder, let out a small sigh as if satisfied. As the thick, swollen flesh went even deeper, her rapid breathing became even faster.

Maximón held Najane’s pelvis and slowly moved his hips. He didn’t want to burden the weakened Najane. However, as his cock parted her inner walls and went deeper, Najane let out a heated moan.

He looked down at Najane, whose neck was arched back and whose waist was trembling. Seeing Najane so delighted just from being inside her, he felt a surge of emotion. Watching her like that shattered his initial intention of simply satisfying her enough to dispel her heat.

Maximón teasingly nibbled at her white neck and pinched her swollen nipple. Najane arched her back and lifted her hips as if the twisting touch was painful. The muscles surrounding his cock instinctively tightened.

Maximón grasped Najane’s pelvis. Even though he had confirmed that the inside was thoroughly wet, he still felt a slight friction. As he moved his hips, putting strength into his thighs, thick clumps of thin estrus fluid were drawn out. As Maximón’s body moved with momentum, making thudding sounds, Najane swallowed a scream. The area of friction gradually heated up.

Najane couldn’t breathe because of the force that roughly pierced her inside. Every time he forced his way through her narrow passage, she felt the urge to urinate. She enjoyed both the tight pressure filling her lower abdomen and the pleasure of his cock scraping down her inner walls.

She hugged Maximón tightly so that he couldn’t carelessly pull out. Maximón gladly embraced Najane, who clung to him. Even though he knew her small body could be damaged, he couldn’t control himself due to the tightening force and moved like a beast in heat.

Each time he stirred the mucus-drenched flesh, his mind went blank. He almost ejaculated three or four times, but each time he bit Najane’s earlobe and held back. His lower body felt like it was about to burst. Najane’s body, which had reached just before going into full heat, was like a living flame.

Hot water continued to flow down the tight passage, and Maximón repeatedly thrust his hips up against it. His cock felt like it was caught in a soft trap and being chewed on.

Maximón caught his rough breath and looked down at Najane. Najane’s face was already flushed with excitement. He didn’t want to be stimulated by that expression, but seeing her eyes, wide open and flushed with excitement as she spread her legs wide, even Maximón couldn’t help but go mad.

He held Najane, drenched in sweat, in his arms and whispered softly.

“I love you, Najane.”

Maximón slammed his lower body hard as if he would crush Najane to death.

“...I really mean it. I love you.”

“Haa, me too, I… you….”

Najane, who was about to answer, bit her lip tightly. Maximón suddenly stopped moving and rubbed his joined genitals together. As her swollen clit was rubbed, Najane dug her nails in and put strength into her toes.

However, no matter how hard she dug her nails in, she couldn’t scratch Maximón’s skin. Her nails didn’t dig into his flesh. It was as if his body was a solid rock. Najane, intoxicated by pleasure, didn’t think it was strange. This was because Maximón, who had been rubbing his body against hers, started thrusting his cock in again and began to move so roughly that the bed shook.

Najane’s body slumped as she could no longer put strength into her waist and hold on. Maximón held the limp Najane up with his strength and then carefully laid her down on the bed.

His rough palm cupped Najane’s cheek. In response to his gesture asking if she was okay, Najane looked at Maximón with difficulty. As she looked into his deep eyes that were gently looking after her, she suddenly felt a pang of fear.

She couldn’t imagine herself living without Maximón. Even in such a moment, Maximón was considerate of Najane. Now, Najane was nothing. If she couldn’t use her aura blade, there was no meaning for her to live as a knight.

It was for this reason that she wasn’t so upset by Maximón’s words about dismissing her from knighthood. While her pride was hurt by the fact that she had become an incompetent being, she was relieved that Maximón’s affection remained unchanged.

In the past, she would have been afraid that Maximón would no longer love her because she had become useless. But Najane knew that Maximón’s love would last forever. Najane needed Maximón. Without him, the incapacitated Najane was nothing more than dust.

Najane pulled Maximón’s body towards her to hide her tears. Everything was a mess. Being aroused by heat while dying, clinging to him to hide these thoughts…

Najane, putting strength into her whole body, turned Maximón over and climbed on top of him. Najane, her cheeks flushed, placed his hands on her pelvis.

Najane’s hips slowly moved up and down. Najane, holding Maximón’s lower abdomen with both hands, lifted her hips so that his long cock was half pulled out and then sat down with a thud. Najane bit her lower lip at the vibration traveling along her inner walls.

She moved so much that her chest heaved greatly. Maximón raised his knees and lifted his cock in time with Najane’s hip movements. As the speed of his thrusts increased, the strength left Najane’s arms, which were holding Maximón’s body like a rock.

Maximón pulled Najane, who was about to fall, and held her tightly in his arms. Najane, held so she couldn’t move, finally let out a cry like a scream. The cock that had been inserted into her vulva thrust up as if racing towards the end.

The muscles of his thick thighs rippled in detail. Maximón, feeling the sensation of ejaculation, spread her plump buttocks and went even deeper. Maximón couldn’t bear the feeling of his cock being tightly squeezed and kissed Najane roughly.

Najane muffled her moans at the force that entangled her tongue. Her clit, which felt like it would burst with just a touch, gradually hardened. Najane, feeling her senses heighten, panted and called Maximón.

“Maximón, uh, haa, Max… imón….”

At that moment, Maximón arched his back with all his might and ejaculated inside Najane. Najane, who had reached her climax, put strength into her trembling body as if having a seizure. Unable to bear the intense pleasure, Najane clenched her thighs and soon slumped. Her slender legs continued to twitch as the thrill did not easily subside.

Maximón regulated his breathing and quickly pulled his cock out of her heat-filled opening. His cock, having released semen, momentarily lost its firmness but then swelled again. Normally, he would continue having sex without a second thought, but he couldn’t do that now. To Maximón, Najane was more precious than any physical pleasure.

As his cock was pulled out, clumps of semen and estrus fluid poured out stickily. Maximón, his eyes closed, pressed his lips to Najane’s forehead.

“Najane… does anything hurt?”

Najane weakly shook her head. Relieved, Maximón massaged Najane’s shoulders, which were stiff from exertion.

Najane felt Maximón’s touch caressing her body and slowly closed her eyes. Maximón stayed still until Najane regained her composure. He loved the sound of her breathing near his chest. He felt he couldn’t ask for anything more if days like this continued.

Maximón stroked her soft body and then remembered the work piled up in his office. He wanted to stay by Najane’s side like this forever. He hated to be separated from her even for a moment, but he knew Najane would be disappointed if he neglected his duties as the Knights’ Commander.

He decided it would be better to work in the private residence from now on. He didn’t want to bring outside work into the bedroom because he didn’t want to bother Najane, but he thought it would be better than feeling anxious thinking about her while in his office.

Maximón toyed with Najane’s hair, which was wet with sweat. Thankfully, Najane looked comfortable in his broad embrace.