Chapter 37.5: Interlude – Sofia’s Murmur (※)

My name is Sofia Volfort. I am a Holy Knight candidate at the Royal Knight Academy. The Volfort family has guided the kingdom’s knight order in swordsmanship for generations. The first generation, Dominic Volfort, was a master called the Sword Saint, but perhaps his sword talent was too outstanding—he showed no interest in women and is said to have never gone into rut once in his life. Therefore, the child born to his sister, the Holy Knight Elena, succeeded as the second generation of the Volfort family.

And right now, my Volfort family is in a similar situation. My elder brother Leon Volfort is called the second coming of the Sword Saint, a genius, but he shows no interest in women at all. Even from his little sister’s perspective, my brother is a handsome man; if he wanted, there would be any number of marriage candidates, but my brother is always with his sword and I have never seen a woman at his side. Father has already declared, “After Leon, the child Sofia bears will inherit,” so it is my duty to become a Holy Knight and carry a strong man’s seed.

Of course I have feelings too. Becoming a Holy Knight Paladin is fine. But I intend to choose my own Hero Chevalier with my own will.

I am proud that, while I cannot match my brother, my skill as a swordswoman is still quite decent. The Hero who becomes my partner must be strong enough to defeat me. And he must be a person of character worthy of respect. That is what I have always believed.

“Aaah…”

I can’t help moaning at the man’s caress. His lewd hands knead my breasts, his tongue crawling over the tips. Suck harder… I cradle the man’s head.

“K-Kaito…”

Yes. The man toying with my body is the Hero Chevalier candidate. No, he has essentially already graduated from being a candidate. After all, I gave him my virginity.

Sword talent? It is fair to call it catastrophic. Personality? It has stabilized lately, but to say I have no worries would be a lie. After all, he has already made three other women into Holy Knight Paladins besides me.

Schlick schlick. Lewd wet sounds fill the air. The man’s left hand is tormenting my lower body. When he slips his middle finger inside and strokes my sensitive spot, a tingling pleasure spreads through my lower half and gradually builds. The man curls his middle finger. At that instant the sensitive place inside me is hit.

“Hiiyuuun!”

I arch my back and let out a cry. He is never rough. On the contrary, he stimulates me with care. When he taps that spot rhythmically, the pleasure melts me. I sense the tsunami of climax rising from deep inside my body.

“Even the usual tomboy Sofia looks cute when she’s feeling it like this.”

“Kh… Don’t call me cute…”

I turn my face away even as I say it. It is the truth, but I also know it pleases the man even more.

“Ah… ah… no… it’s coming…”

Along with the premonition of climax, a sensation like the urge to pee wells up. My body screams in joy. I try to close my thighs and push his hand away, but it is useless. At some point the man has pinned both my hands with his right and slipped his leg between my thighs. His middle finger moves with even more refinement and the squish squish sounds grow louder. If this keeps up…

“No… ah… ah… I’m leaking… aaah!”

My body shakes with climax. I clench my lower half trying to hold it back. But a female’s pleasure cannot be stopped. His finger keeps moving. While I melt, I spurt clear liquid psh psh. And he watches every second of it.

“Beautiful…”

The man says that, but from the one being watched it feels like my face is on fire with shame. Finally the trembling stops. But even deeper pleasure is waiting for me. My womb is aching. I want to be ravaged by that thick cock. I want hot seed poured inside. My body is begging for it.

He lifts my body. Finally we connect. My heart flutters.

Until I met this man I had almost no awareness of being female. But in these past few months I have come to understand that I am a woman. The culprit is the hot, hard “sword” right in front of me.

“Ah, it’s hot…”

I grip the sword and lick the clear fluid beading at the tip. It tastes faintly salty. I run my tongue carefully from the flared ridge all the way to the base. More fluid leaks from the tip so I suck it up. This hateful yet beloved sword that drives me crazy. I open my mouth and take it in. I bob my head up and down, using my tongue inside my mouth to stimulate him.

“Fuuun!”

My lower body is stimulated and I moan involuntarily. In front of the man’s face I am completely exposed. He latches onto my soaking-wet lower half. His tongue rolls over my sensitive spot while his fingers probe inside.

“Nn… nn… nn…”

Even while my lower body is tormented I continue servicing him. My other hole is attacked. The entrance is kneaded and soon a finger pushes inside.

“Haaah… aaah…”

I pull my mouth off and cry out. Even though it is an unclean hole, it has become another sex organ that now brings me female pleasure. Every time the finger moves in and out a shuddering pleasure scorches my body.

“Sofia, keep going…”

Urged on, I resume my service. My tongue is attacked, my insides are dug into, and my lower body drowns in unbearable pleasure. In response the man grows harder too. The male scent seems to reach all the way to my belly.

“I’m going to cum like this.”

“Fu… n…”

I nod and intensify my tongue work. The man always cums in my mouth first. Then we connect. He says he wants to savor my upper mouth before tasting my lower one… What an infuriating man.

The sword grows hotter. Soon my mouth will be painted white. I move my head faster as if begging for it.

(Hurry and cum. Hurry and let me drink it…)

“Kh…”

The sword throbs once and hot fluid floods my mouth. I close my eyes and accept it. My throat moves once, twice. Even after he finishes I keep sucking. I drink every drop, then stroke the shaft shlick shlick. White residue leaks from the tip so I carefully lick and suck it clean too.

“Now it’s time to savor your lower mouth.”

Saying that, the man rises and pushes me down.

“Looks delicious~”

While he says it he rubs the tip up and down my entrance. He kneads my breasts with both hands, strokes from my sides to my flanks, then grips my waist. I spread my legs wide, ready to accept the man.

“Sofia, I’m going to eat my fill.”

“Eat”… The man always says that. Yes, for him sex is an act of predation. Just as he eats when hungry and drinks when thirsty, he has sex when lust rises. I and the other three all become the man’s “prey” on the bed.

Some people would frown if they heard that. But I am satisfied. “I like you.” “I love you.”… The man in front of me never says such frivolous words. But he shows it through actions. He never misses a single casual gesture or tiny change. He notices even if I cut my hair just a little. While traveling, when he senses I am tired he casually arranges rest. The things I treasure, he treasures too. He makes my goals his own. Even without words, I understand through his actions and attitude. He truly values me and holds me dear.

“Eat me… Kaito…”

“Yeah. Thanks for the meal~”

The hot sword thrusts deep and I let out a sweet cry. He pierces all the way to my core and hugs me tight.

“Nn~ No matter how many times I taste it, it’s delicious.”

He says it and kisses me. I wrap my arms around the man’s neck.

“Haa… Kuuu…”

Every deep thrust makes me moan. That excites the man and makes him even harder. Yes, the man before me is no ordinary man. He is the “strongest Hero Chevalier” with seemingly infinite life force. That is exactly why he suffers. An endless hunger. An unquenchable lust. For this man sex is as essential to living as eating.

“More… until you’re satisfied… eat me…”

“Aah… I’ll devour you completely.”

While tossed about by female pleasure I wrap my legs around the man’s waist. Once or twice will never satisfy him. He will pour into me again and again. And each time I will gain an even stronger goddess blessing along with the greatest female ecstasy.

The goddess blessing is real. It is not just that I grew stronger. The calluses on my palms disappeared cleanly. The bruise on my shin vanished. My breasts stayed the same size but my ass grew rounder and even my eyes seem softer. When I return home Father and Brother will notice immediately. They will know I have become a “woman.”

“Ah… ah… ah…”

While he devours me rhythmically the man whispers in my ear.

“You are my Holy Knight. My woman. Mine alone…”

A man who truly values me. The strongest, most powerful man. And because he is too strong, a man who carries suffering no one else can understand. If this man wishes it, I will gladly offer my body. I will become his “female slave” to ease his lust. If even a little of this man’s hunger can be satisfied, I will let him devour this body to his heart’s content.

“Kaito… Kaito… already, already…”

“I’m cumming. Take it all!”

I receive the final thrust and my womb grows hot. I climax magnificently too.

“Aaaaaah!!”

My back shakes. My womb wriggles and drinks the man’s seed. Even though he came earlier, a huge amount of lava fills my insides. If I move my body I am sure it would make a slosh slosh sound.

“Fuuu… That was delicious.”

The man lets out a satisfied sigh. But the sword still inside me throbs with unbearable presence. It will definitely demand seconds. Look, it is already starting to move again…

Responding to the man’s desire, I cling to him once more.