Honey Trap! ~The Honey Trap Encirclement to Ensnare the Summoned Hero~ - Chapter 4: Princess Lunaria’s Sweet Trap (Part 2)

Chapter 4: Princess Lunaria’s Sweet Trap (Part 2)

“Haa, haa… This is your fault, Lunaria.”

“Mmm… Yuri-sama, Lunaria’s a bad girl. Punish me, please?”

Lunaria’s sultry smile sends a shiver through Yuri, and he pounces on her with feral intensity.

His hardened arousal bared, he presses it against her sacred place, the tip kissing her delicate slit.

He slides it along her folds a few times, aligning himself, and then—

“Ohh…!”

Thrust.

With his weight, he pushes into the princess’s noble depths.

What should be tightly sealed yields under the influence of the sensual liquor, opening for him. Still, at a certain point, he feels a slight resistance.

“Ah…”

“Lunaria, here I go.”

“Yes, Yuri-sama. Take my first time.”

Pop.

With surprising ease, almost anticlimactically, Lunaria’s virginity is claimed by Yuri’s hand.

“Nnngh…!”

It’s not entirely painless, it seems. Her delicate arms wrap tightly around his back, clinging hard. But Yuri, lost in overwhelming pleasure, can’t stop, plunging deeper into her core.

“Ohh! Oh!”

His length buries to the hilt, their lower bodies pressed flush together.

The perfect fit, as if meant to be. A strange sense of comfort and rightness washes over them. On the soft bed, entwined, they gaze at each other with near-mystical intensity.

Even Lunaria, fresh from her first time, looks briefly pained. But soon, that bewitching smile returns. She strokes his back, whispering in a syrupy voice.

“Mmm… I’m okay. I’m getting used to it… You can move. Make me feel even better?”

His restraint was already at its limit.

Yuri lifts his hips, pulling out slightly—then thrusts back in with a wet squish.

“Haaahn!”

The unrefined cry of a maiden whose purity was just taken.

Her noble core is impossibly slick, gliding effortlessly, yet her inner walls grip him so tightly he feels he could finish any second.

It’s paradise on earth. The kind of blissful haven every man dreams of entering.

In and out, he pistons into the royal warmth, their joining making lewd slap-slap sounds. Each thrust scrapes her slick walls, drawing shameless cries from her delicate lips. The luxurious bed creaks, the noble maiden moaning in the night-shrouded palace.

“Lunaria, oh, Lunaria! This feels so good, so damn good!”

“Me too, I feel it too, Yuri-sama! It’s good—fill me up, make me feel so good!”

Three and a half thrusts.

Well, a bit better than that, but still, it’s over all too quickly.

“Oh! I’m—gonna come!”

“Aha! ♡”

Spurt, spurt, spurt.

Deep in the princess’s sacred depths, Yuri releases without protection. A flood, like a broken faucet, pours his molten essence into her womb.

“Ohh… God, that feels amazing…!”

“Nnh, mmf, Yuri-sama…”

Lunaria wraps her legs around his hips, welcoming his release. She feels the pulsing strength of his shaft, the heat of his seed filling her.

Their joined bodies stay locked, not spilling a drop as she holds him tight. His climax stretches on, his length twitching as it shamelessly unloads.

“Haa… haa…”

“Haa… Hee, you let out so much, Yuri-sama. ♡”

Collapsing onto her, Yuri breathes heavily. Normally, post-climax clarity would hit, but all he sees is the melted expression of an exquisite beauty.

Is there a girl this stunning anywhere? Her gem-like eyes lock onto his, and their lips meet naturally in a tender afterglow kiss.

Still connected, they exchange soft pecks, hands roaming each other’s bodies. Gentle caresses soon turn heated, and it doesn’t take long for the mood to reignite.

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“Aha, Yuri-sama, still so eager? ♡ Your cock’s rock-hard, bouncing inside me.”

Lunaria, having shed the maid dress, wears only the frilly headband, straddling Yuri’s hips.

She arches her back, flaunting her slender waist and smooth abdomen.

And that’s not all.

Her pristine, noble place, greedily swallowing his weapon, is fully visible.

She moves her hips with unabashed pleasure, moaning as she grinds.

“Ahh! It’s so big, so big! I’m gonna break!”

“Ugh, Lunaria, you’re so wet, it feels amazing!”

Yuri’s utterly enthralled, lost in repeated releases. He’s lost count of how many times he’s finished. On this lavish bed, he’s living a fantasy beyond even the otherworld.

He has the noble princess on all fours, ravishing her peach-like rear amidst a sea of sheets.

They leave the bed, and he takes her standing, her clinging to a bedpost as he thrusts relentlessly.

They sit face-to-face, entwined lovingly, joined in intimacy.

He pours every virgin’s dream into her, trying every position he can imagine. The opulent bedroom is a mess, strewn with their fluids.

When he asks what she wants, her reply—“I want to make Yuri-sama feel good”—is enough to topple any virgin. Lunaria, now riding him, moves with devotion. Her once-virgin body sways with shameless sensuality, grinding provocatively.

Her youthful, plump warmth grips him, and his length revels in it.

“Lunaria, you’re so damn sexy.”

“Nnh, it’s your fault, Yuri-sama… You made me a woman.”

“Hah, you’re sexy and cute. It’s driving me wild… Here!”

“Kyaa! ♡”

He grabs her peach-like rear, thrusting upward, hitting her core.

Her body is warm, soft, and endlessly pleasurable wherever he touches. Emboldened, he thrusts again and again, her slender waist swaying to heighten his pleasure.

Their personalities and bodies are perfectly matched.

“Oh, I’m gonna come again! Inside, inside you!”

“Aha, it’s coming again…!”

Spurt, spurt, spurt.

A vulgar sound accompanies the thick release flooding her.

The princess, astride him, strokes her smooth abdomen, accepting it with a dreamy sigh. It’s a lascivious sight, yet to Yuri, it’s as beautiful as a painting.