The Tyrant's Happy Ending - Chapter 7.4 (R19)

And finally, when that beautiful white buttocks touched his erected p3nis.

“I’m barely holding on, but if you rub it like that, it’s a bit difficult.”

His empress, who met his gaze, looked terrified, and Lyle eventually lost half of his patience.

“Where are you going…!”
“Are you kidding me?! How can you put something like that in!”

“Isn’t bigger the better?”

“What? You crazy bastard! Even if it’s big, there’s a limit!”

‘If you continue a relationship without letting go, there will be bloodshed.’

It was a thought that was engraved in Lyle’s mind.

In his childhood, he received twice as much harsh s3x education as his fiancé in order to marry the most precious person in the empire. And all of that education was focused on being considerate of the other person, never hurting or hurting them, and forming a relationship. So, Lyle gathered up his lost patience and barely held on, burying his face in the secret place under the empress’s crotch.

“Hah…! This crazy guy!”

A scream-like voice came from above. Lyle thought as he listened to the sound. It was actually a pretty good idea to widen someone’s back.

“Hah… huff…!”

In particular, hearing the groans of not knowing what to do was so exciting that it felt like a catcall.

Lyle felt his breathing getting heavier and heavier, as if he was going to cum. And when he couldn’t stand it anymore, he put his finger in and started to widen the hole.

“Sh1t.”

The feeling of those fingers tightening made me want to just lie down on her and thrust my p3nis into her.

But that couldn’t be the case. Lyle was also aware that his object was far larger than what was stuck between the legs of ordinary humans.

“…Put it in.”

However, without knowing his feelings, his omega babbled beautiful words with her mouth as if she was determined to drive anyone crazy.

“Ugh…! Put it in…! Right now…!”

“Whew, I understand…!”

Lyle finally felt the punch hitting his back hard and spread his already red-stained, pure white thighs. Then he inserted his red-veined p3nis into the secret area between his legs, which opened and closed repeatedly with his breathing.

“Ugh… It’s too tight…!”

However, unlike the man who had been pestering her to do so, the empress was struggling with his p3nis, unable to even breathe properly.

Lyle pursed his lips at the sight. Thanks to that, the entrance seemed to have become a little easier, but that was it. In the end, it seemed like he wouldn’t be able to put it in until the end of today.

“Ugh, just a moment.”

Lyle found a ring longer than one of his nearby fingers and placed it near the base of his p3nis, which was not fully inserted yet.

“I put it all in.”

Then he said it as if to reassure me, even though I was only halfway in.

“Ugh…!”

But as if that alone was too much of a struggle, the flushed face of the person below twisted into a sad expression.

‘If you tell me I have to go in further, I’ll get slapped.’

Lyle, with bitter thoughts, hugged the Empress into his arms.
“…I’ll move.”

After that, it was a feast of intense pleasure. Lyle felt the endless pleasure rising as he dug into the inside of the person who was clinging to him, breathing heavily in his arms.
Then, Lyle, who had been obsessively putting his pheromones on the Empress to keep the trashy alphas from getting entangled, realized that at some point, Rut had come to him too. Even though it was still a long way off in terms of cycles.

Unlike the Empress, he had not lived away from Omega’s pheromones.

However, the Alpha’s mind, which was in heat, was far from logical, so the thought was short-lived. The thought that since she was already here, she might as well enjoy it together soon took over. And soon, something happened that completely occupied Lyle’s mind, so the doubts completely disappeared from his mind.
This is because the Alpha who comes to Rut in front of the Omega in heat has something to follow.

Noting.

“Ugh… Sh1t…!”

Lyle saw the base of his p3nis swell to an abnormally large size, but the rounded base was blocked by the ring and could not rise.

Lyle felt a pain that made his head turn white, but he smiled bitterly, thinking that it was fortunate that the empress in his arms was half-conscious.

Just looking at a normal erect p3nis was enough to make people cry out loud, but if he looked down now, he was sure to be called a monster and told never to come near it again.

Lyle arched his back in excruciating pain, as the swollen glans the size of a child’s fist forced its way up the gap and was blocked by a metal ring, causing him utterly and utterly deathly pain.

It was fortunate that I had put on a ring. If I had gone any further, I would have inevitably seen bl00d from this person who was barely holding on. Compared to that pain, I could endure my ejaculation that was swollen enough to burst and bend the metal.
After a long period of hellish time, the notching finally subsided. Lyle took the ring out and ejaculated with a low groan.

“Ugh…!”

His empress, who had been blushing and acting as if she was out of breath for a long time, looked down at her stomach as if wondering what had happened only after everything was over.

The lower abdomen, which was always flat, was bulging out like a woman who had just gotten pregnant. It was because it was full of semen from the notching, but Lyle naturally pressed down on the empress’s lower abdomen.

“Ugh…!”

“Ugh…!”

The engorged p3nis twitched inside.

“Here we are, huh? You made it in?”

“What a… bastard.”

“You know something, Empress?” Lyle murmured, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“What? What… you crazy bastard,” she panted, her voice laced with irritation.

“Every time you swear… it drives me wild.”

If only she knew how hearing those curses stirred something even deeper within him.

Three days and three nights passed in blissful indulgence. But by the end of it, the Empress had fallen ill, bedridden for the next three days.

Lyle found himself facing numerous reproachful looks, especially from Melissa, the Empress’s longtime wet nurse and the head of her household. The Empress’s condition was worrying; she couldn’t keep down even water and remained weak and feverish. It would have been easy to summon a priest, but that wasn’t an option. The Empress’s delicate health was, ironically, due to an overexposure to divine power in her youth, up until she turned eighteen.

While divine power could heal, it was not without limits; overuse could cause the body’s own healing abilities to weaken. For the sake of her long-term health, the Empress had to avoid exposure to divine power as much as possible, a challenge considering the toll these recent days had taken on her.

So, in the end, Lyle had to postpone all his work for three days and take a sick leave, but he was very happy even during that time. In any case, Lyle ended up getting what he wanted most.

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“Ugh… .”

Lyle put his finger into the Empress’s mouth, trying to swallow her moans while biting her lips tightly. Then he exhaled heavily and spoke in a low voice.

“Sound, don’t block it.”

His empress, who had been chewing Lyle’s fingers, saying it was nonsense, soon lost her mind at the subsequent thrusts and let out a stimulating moan through her parted teeth.

“Haaah, ugh… ha… ah… !”

It was an incredibly lewd and erotic sight, considering that he usually had a rough face.

The Empress, who was exhausted, would be sick for a full day if they slept together. And even the next day, she couldn’t even think about going out. After being sick, she didn’t have the strength to go out. Then, Lyle would wake up slowly in the afternoon and drag the Empress, who had barely managed to eat, back to bed.