Elf Harem Chapter 1: Crisis! Take the Princess’s Virginity…

A party was held in the palace’s gorgeous great hall.

The celebration was for the king’s birthday, but the sickly king had yet to make an appearance and the attending nobles were chatting pleasantly with each other.

“…”

Among them, Kyle drank from his glass all alone by the wall.

A backwater noble like him did not know anyone here well enough to strike up a conversation.

A look around showed no one else from such a simple background or who was left all alone.

While all of the kingdom’s nobles had been invited, the lesser ones had chosen not to attend to avoid exactly his predicament. He was the only one clueless enough to show up anyway.

(This is really awkward.)

The party had started less than half an hour ago, but he already wanted to leave.

But it would be considered rude to leave before greeting the king, so he had to endure this torture a while longer.

The other nobles would occasionally look his way, but they never approached him. They acted like he did not exist. It reminded him a little too much of his lonely time at school in his past life.

Eventually, a stir ran through the back of the hall.

He thought maybe the king had finally shown up, but no.

It was Princess Emilia.

All of the nobles gathered in that direction.

“Happy birthday to your father.” “You are looking as lovely as ever, princess.” “Is His Highness feeling well?” “Please spare a few words for my son.”

They all started speaking at once and Emilia appeared to be politely answering them all, but the crowd blocked Kyle’s view.

He left the wall to approach.

He had traveled all the way to the capital so he could thank her.

If he failed to do that, he would have endured the awkward party for nothing.

“Um, excuse me. Please let me through. Excuse me.”

He pushed through the crowd to reach Emilia in the center.

But the nobles were desperate to earn the favor of a royal, so they formed a thick wall and he could not get close.

(Okay, fine.)

“Princess Emilia!”

He gathered his resolve and shouted her name.

The other nobles were already looking at him funny, so what was a little more embarrassment?

“?”

She appeared to have heard him.

She slowly looked over…and their eyes met.

He would never forget that moment.

She had grown into a breathtakingly beautiful woman.

She still had the beauty he had seen at that spring, but now she had the body of a 20-year-old human. The hair like golden silk, the eyes like pure blue lakes, and the milky skin were all exactly as he remembered them.

But the body below her dress had grown and matured so much.

When she saw him, her eyes widened in surprise.

(She remembers me!)

He was sure of it.

She realized who he was the instant she saw his face. She realized the boy she had once saved had come here all grown up.

A royal had to meet and speak with so many people it was necessary for them to have an excellent memory for faces, but Kyle was still pleased.

Enough to feel satisfied with the trip even if he never managed to speak with her.

The wall of nobles was forming in front of him again.

He had only managed to meet her gaze for a brief moment.

But the moment after that, the great hall was struck by a rumbling boom so loud it threatened to knock the happy memory from his mind.

 

“What was that!?” “A quake!?” “That was an explosion!”

The nobles were rattled.

The hall’s door burst open and an armored soldier stormed in.

He spoke with a voice far too loud for the gorgeous party.

“W-we are under attack! A dark elf army is approaching from the eastern plains! They will arrive at the capital in two hours and they number 12 thousand!”

Panic immediately set in.

The dark elves were a race of elves with a different history to the Finegard elves. They did not belong to the kingdom and lived a nomadic lifestyle.

They had long been enemies of the kingdom and would occasionally attack.

But those attacks were only ever raiding parties of a few dozen attacking small villages. An army of more than 10 thousand attacking the capital was a first in the kingdom’s history.

The nobles began to flee the hall.

Some even ran from the palace, boarded their carriages, and escaped the capital.

Even though the nobles were meant to double as knights who protected the king and fought the enemy.

But peace had lasted for so long that the greater nobles had grown complacent in their position and lost all pride as warriors.

The great hall now sat mostly empty.

While the nobles had fled away from the castle, Emilia moved deeper inside.

Kyle noticed and hurried after her.

 

“Please wait, Princess!”

He called out to Emilia in the corridor.

“Who the hell are you!?” demanded a female knight in a royal guard uniform.

A uniformed maid also moved between him and the princess.

“It’s okay, you two.” Emilia had them back down and then faced Kyle. “You are Baron Kyle Vermilion, yes? Thank you very much for attending the party, but I am afraid we do not have time to discuss old memories at the moment. I have to go.”

Old memories? She really did remember him!
He wanted to jump for joy, but he restrained himself.

“Where to? You aren’t going to fight the dark elves, are you?”
“…”

Emilia’s silence was as clear a confirmation as she could have given him.

“That’s reckless!” he shouted. “You barely have any magic at the moment, right? You can’t possibly fight like that!”

“…!”

Her eyes widened.

She was surprised that he could tell she was magically deficient.

The royals generally used recovery magic, but Princess Emilia was famous for being a rare royal user of powerful lightning magic.

She could maybe stop the dark elf army with that power, but only if she had sufficient magic within her.

“How did you know the princess is short on magic!?” asked the knight, growing even more wary of him.

“I can tell. It’s a necessary skill for my recovery magic,” he answered.

That was true. Using his recovery magic required the ability to view the target’s magic.

He had noticed as soon as he saw her.

Emilia had a chronic magic deficiency. A royal could not let such a disability be known, so it must have been a constant source of worry for her.

He did not know what caused it, but…

“Can anyone else here use magic like yours, princess?”

“No. Most of the capital guards are out training.”

Emilia shook her head.

What tragic timing. Or maybe the enemy had been waiting for just such an opportunity.

“If you understand the situation, then scram!” yelled the knight. “We need to get going.”

“You’re going to let her fight in that state? It’s too dangerous!”

“Not a problem! I, Rosetta, shall protect her with my life! Or are you suggesting there is something you can do!?”

“Well…”

He clenched his fist.

There was in fact something he could do.

Yes. This was a crisis for the entire kingdom and, more importantly, he could save Emilia. If he wasn’t going to use his power now, when would he use it?

“I can…restore the princess’s magic.”

 

After that, Kyle was taken to Emilia’s bedroom.

He was alone with Emilia. The knight named Rosetta and the maid had been sent to a different room. Given what he was going to do with Emilia, he could not have anyone else around.

“Baron Vermilion, can you really restore my magic?”

Emilia sounded skeptical.

Of course she was. Natural magic restoration took around three days. With a recovery mage speeding up the process, it still took a full night. Magic was a power created within the elf’s own body. Recovery magic could only boost the body’s own restoration.

Restoring it in the two hours before the dark elf army arrived was unheard of.

But Kyle nodded.

And he told her what this would require.

“But, Princess. To do this…”

He paused.

“You must have sex with me.”

 

“Huh?”

Emilia’s jaw dropped in a look not at all befitting a royal.

Then anger covered her face.

“Out! Now!” she shouted, pointing at the door.

(Yeah, that’s probably the only way this was ever gonna go.)

He had expected this, but it was still a bit of a shock.

“I let you into my bedroom because I trusted you! And yet you try to pull a filthy trick like this during a crisis!? Have you no shame!? Rosetta!”

She approached the door to call for the knight, but he moved in her way.

“Out of the way!”

It pained him to see her glaring at him with tears in her eyes, but he refused to obey.

Instead, he grabbed her arms, kept her from moving, and pushed her onto the bed.

“Please forgive me, Princess.”

“No…ngh.”

After a heartfelt apology, he placed his lips on hers.

She resisted, but he was a man. She could not force him off of her and her untouched lips were easily stolen.

And Kyle did not stop there.

“No…ah, nh…hh.”

His tongue parted her lips and teeth and forced its way inside her mouth.

It wriggled like it had a mind of its own to slowly rub along the back of her gums.

“Kh…ahh.”

Emilia let out a ticklish sigh, lifting her tongue enough for his to capture it.

Her tongue tried to escape, but his refused to let go.

Their saliva mixed together, formed bubbles, and made an indecent sound in the process.

(This is not how I wanted my first kiss!)
Despair filled Emilia and she gradually lost the strength needed to resist.

The way Kyle’s tongue forcibly toyed with hers felt like he was groping her entire body.

Eventually, his tongue pulled away, leaving plenty of saliva deep in her throat.

Their lips parted and a string of saliva bridged the gap between until gravity pulled it down to the corner of her mouth.

“Ah, gh…how dare- gulp.”

She started to protest and swallowed his saliva on reflex. It was disgusting and she wanted to cough it back up. It made her feel…

“Huh?”

Something felt wrong.

Kyle had already moved off of her and he spoke once she noticed the effect.

“How do you feel, Princess? Has some of your magic been restored?”

He already knew the answer. He could see the increased magic flowing through her magic circuit. Not much, but some.

“Yes. What is this?”

“This is my recovery magic. Through the medium of sexual arousal, my power stimulates the target’s magic circuit and greatly increases its recovery rate.”

It sounded like one of the worst excuses for getting into someone’s pants anyone had ever come up with, but it was the truth.

Kyle’s recovery magic was an extremely specialized type that worked through the medium of sex acts.

 

Historically, there had been other elves with a similar type of recovery magic as their specialty.

But elves lived long lives and they rarely died of illness or injury due to being partially made of magic, so their reproductive drives were extremely weak. They rarely showed interest in sexual things or sought out sexual acts.

As a result, very little research had been done on recovery magic performed through sex acts. Even when someone did decide to research it, it was not carried on after their death and no one bothered preserving their work.

Thus, Kyle had been forced to improve his recovery magic skills without any help.

But he had an advantage the other elves did not.

He had memories of his past life as a boy in modern Japan.

Sex was everywhere in that modern society. He had held a particular interest in manga, anime, video games, and internet porn, so he had far greater knowledge and curiosity about sex than the other elves. He had used all of that to build up this sexual recovery magic.

 

Of course, no one was going to believe him when he told them about it.

So he had stolen Emilia’s lips as a last-ditch gamble.

The simplest form of his magic was to induce recovery through the oral transfer of saliva. It was weak, but the effects were near immediate and it worked on pretty much any shape of magic circuit.

“So…it’s true, then?” asked Emilia, sitting back up on the bed. “Baron Vermilion, can you fully restore my magic if I have se- if I sleep with you?”

“I guarantee it,” he said with a straight face.

He found it unbearably cute how she had been unable to use the word “sex” and rephrased it, but letting it show might lose him what little trust he had just earned, so he worked to keep a straight face.

Finally, she gave a resolute nod.

“Understood. …This is the only way to save Finegard. I was raised to do whatever I could for the kingdom. I just never imagined it would mean this.”

“Thank you!”

“However. If it turns out you are lying…there will be consequences.”

“Of course. Chop me to pieces, burn me at the stake, or whatever else.”

He actually smiled as he answered, but that did not mean he wasn’t nervous.

He had asked his mansion’s maids and some of the inn town’s sex workers to help him practice, but this was the first time he truly needed to succeed.

But he could not give his partner the appropriate pleasure if he was a mess of nerves and then the recovery would fail. He needed to remain calm and lead Emilia through it.

He gently touched her shoulder and spoke.

“First, please remove your clothing and lie on the bed.”

“Eh? Um, do I have to take them off?”

“I’m afraid so. I need to inspect the shape of your magic circuit before we begin.”

“Um…so my underwear too?”

“Of course.”

“Very well. But, um, please turn around.”

He obeyed and listened to the rustle of clothing behind him.

“May I turn back around?” he asked shortly after it stopped.

“…Yes.”

He did so.

She was lying on the bed with her removed clothing next to her. But she had the blanket pulled up over her.

“I do apologize, Princess, but we are short on time. Excuse me.”

“Ah…”

He forcibly pulled away the blanket, finally revealing her nudity.

He was immediately spellbound.

Her milky-skinned body had grown up fantastically. She had the slim arms and legs of elf royalty. The rest of her also looked skinny enough to break in his arms, but her breasts were one major exception. Yet their size did not look out of balance with the rest of her body. In fact, it added to her charm.

“Ah…this is so embarrassing.”

She covered her chest and crotch with her arms and twisted her body. She could not look him in the eye.

Her innocent behavior eliminated his nerves.

“Please try and relax. Close your eyes and imagine you are falling asleep.”

“Okay…”

She shut her eyes as requested.

He grabbed her arms and placed them at her sides.

“Ah…”

She started to resist, but then relaxed like he had asked.

That revealed her pink nipples and her crotch guarded by a whisp of blonde hair.

Her nipples were small and cute and her areolae were small too. Enough so that he wondered if she had barely teased them herself.

Her crotch had barely changed since he had seen it at the spring so long ago. The labia had developed a little more, giving the slit a more adult look, but it still looked unusually young for her age.

Kyle was tempted to touch those erogenous zones right away, but he resisted and ran his hands along the rest of her body.

He could tell the general shape of her magic circuit by sight, but he had to restore her magic fast. That required the more accurate assessment his hands could give him.

He gathered magic in his hands and used that to investigate her body. It was something like a CT scan in the modern world.

“Nh, ah…hh.”

Every time his hands touched a sensitive spot, her voice would escape her lips. She resisted it in order to relax like he had asked, but it sounded more like she was suppressing sexual moans, which made his heart pound.

But he made sure to do the scan right.

He now understood the exact shape of her magic circuit from head to toe.

“Um…how does it look? Can you restore my magic right away?”

“Yes. I should really explain the process to you first. Simply put, my recovery magic stimulates the primary focal point of the magic circuit to induce magic recovery. Everyone’s focal point is in a different location. I call it their recovery point, but…”

He hesitated a moment before revealing the truth.

“Your recovery point is your g-spot.”

“My jee spot?”

Emilia tilted her head with her eyes still shut.

That was to be expected. It was not even a matter of inexperience. The term simply did not exist in this world. An equivalent term might exist among the humans in this world, but he doubted the nearly sexless elves would even know the spot existed.

“If you stimulate that jee spot, my magic will recover?”

“Yes. That much is certain.”

“Then please hurry! The dark elves are approaching as we speak! Please stimulate my jee spot!”

Emilia clenched her fists in front of her chest and made an earnest plea.

Kyle was putting off explaining where exactly the g-spot was located because he was afraid she would refuse once she knew, but that had inadvertently gotten her to say that lewd line.

But he managed to keep the excitement out of his voice.

“Your wish is my command, princess. Now, let us begin.”

He placed his hand on her stomach.

Her stomach was so thin he wondered if there was any flesh other than her organs in there, but her navel had a nice shape. He slowly slid his hand down toward her vulva.

“Eh? Um, Baron Vermilion…hyah!”

Realizing where his hand was headed, her eyes widened and she lifted her upper body a bit.

She tried to reach out and grab his arm, but it was already too late.

His fingers passed her thin golden bush and arrive at her small crevice.

“Nh…”

A tremor immediately ran through her body.

Only she had ever touched her there. The fact that someone else was doing so – and a man at that – caused her entire body to heat up.

“Wait…please wait, Baron Vermilion. You mustn’t touch me th- ahn!”

She resisted with embarrassment and humiliation coloring her face, but he wrapped his arm around her and her arms, effectively restraining her.

She had no way to escape now.

To more easily hold her from diagonally behind, he placed his hand between her legs and traced his fingers along her labia.

“Ah, wait, ah, ahhh, how dare, no, that place, so embarrassing, ahh!”

Each time his middle finger moved up and down the slit, her voice left her with a sigh.

She closed her legs out of embarrassment, but that did nothing to stop his finger.

(This is how she usually does it on her own, right?)
He felt a sticky dampness growing at her crotch.

Compared to humans, elves’ personalities and interests did not change much over their lives. There had been a good chance she still masturbated how she had at that spring so long ago. If that were the case, he had guessed the method would help put her at ease and provide the most pleasure. He was right.

The g-spot was his final objective, but he had to prepare her body for it first.

He gradually changed the movements of his middle finger, moving it side to side as well as up and down. He loosened up her labia while pushing them open little by little. He also made sure to stimulate her clitoris with the lightest of touches from time to time.

“Ah, eh, this isn’t, ah, how it normally, ahn, feels.”

Emilia realized her body was reacting strangely.

At first, it was only because Kyle was doing the same “naughty” thing she always did to herself.

But as the movement of his finger grew, she was hit by a strange new feeling.

Each time his finger moved, it provided a powerful stimulus, like her blood was flowing back up from her pussy to her heart.

She only got a little wet when doing it herself, but now she was wetter than she had thought possible.

And then there were those occasional touches of the sensitive point at the very top of her vulva.

She had already known how much pleasure it could provide, but that powerful pleasure had made her feel like she was doing something wrong and she had tried to avoid touching it if she could resist.

Kyle, on the other hand, showed no such restraint.

Each time he pushed at it, the pleasure was so great her mind numbed over.

“This…this is weird. I feel funny.”

The arms that had initially tried to pull his arm away were now hanging limply at her sides and the legs she had closed were now spreading wide to accept his hand.

The rhythmic sound coming from her pussy almost sounded like someone chewing on something sticky.

(Why am I so wet? Is my body broken somehow?)

She feared something was wrong, but she was surprised to find the lewd sound actually amplified the pleasure she was feeling.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah.”

“How is it, Princess? Does it hurt any?”

“N-not at…all. In fact, it f-feels really good.”

She did her best to get her answer out.

He was relieved to hear it.

His index and little fingers were already spreading her crevice with his middle and ring fingers stirring up the vulva within.

She was no longer resisting, so he let her upper body rest on the bed and shifted his position to view her pussy.

She was completely flooded down there.

She appeared to have an extremely sensitive body, so he guessed she had avoided pleasuring herself too much when masturbating out of a belief that it was wrong.

Her beautiful pink pussy gave off a feminine scent and soaked the sheets with its love juices.

(Her vagina has loosened up a lot too, but it’s just naturally small. I should probably make her cum once first.)

With that decided, he sped up his fingers.

He also pressed harder against her clitoris, increasing the waves of stimulation.

“Eh? What? That’s so, ahhhh!”

“Feels good, doesn’t it?”

“It does, but…it’s so…powerful! Ah, what, how is it so powerful!?”

The tingling pleasure made her speak out loud.

Her heart was pounding so hard she thought it would burst.

Her lower body moved against her will, rubbing her clit against his finger.

Feeling “good” was an understatement. Her hips went wild to get more of the great pleasure from that thing she had barely touched herself. She knew how shameful she must look, but she could not stop herself.

“O-oh, no. There’s something wrong with…my body!”

“There isn’t. This is normal. Don’t fear it and just let it happen. This is necessary for-”

“For your…recovery magic!?”

“Exactly.

So she had no choice.

Maybe what she was doing was wrong, but it was to restore her magic.

Then she could use her recovered magic to repel the dark elves.

She could save the capital and the kingdom.

This was a necessary task!
Princess Emilia had always been an earnest and hard worker, so she always fulfilled her duty as a royal. That had included prizing her chastity and resisting the urge to masturbate like she had when she was a girl.

But now her duty to the kingdom demanded she remove that restriction.

She released the final mental lock and opened the door to the pleasure she had closed away so long ago.

“There…I like it there! When you touch me there, it feels so good it’s like I’m floating! Like I’m going to fly away. So do it more! Touch me more! Ahh!”

“Like this?”
Kyle used his middle finger to loosen up her slit while using his index finger to knead her clitoris. Her labia were now plenty wet and no longer needed his fingers to hold them open. They were ready to accept him.

Emilia clutched at the sheets because she felt like she would float away if she did not.

“Yes, there, like that, more, ah, ah, I’m cumming, I’m cumming so harrrrrrrd!!!!”

Tremors ran through her body as she accepted the pleasure.

Then she collapsed limp onto the bed.

She somehow managed to get her words out through her heavy breathing.

“Did that…activate your recovery magic? Is the jee spot…another word for the clitoris?”
Kyle smiled bitterly as he answered.

“No, that was not the g-spot.”

“Eh?”

“I mean, your magic hasn’t recovered, has it?”

“Oh…you’re right.”

She did have a bit more magic than before, but it was far from a full recovery.

“You can think of that like a warmup exercise necessary for you to accept the magic. I will begin the real magic now.”

“Oh, no…”

Emilia felt despair.

She had put up with all of that and let him see her behaving so indecently, but it was only the warmup?

Could she not recover her magic without doing something far, far greater?

(Eh? Wait.)

She noticed something odd about her feelings.

She was facing something far greater than before, yet she felt no fear or displeasure.

Instead, a great anticipation bubbled up within her.

(But…but that would mean…)
She needed to recover her magic, so she had accepted that humiliation to save her kingdom.

So why did she feel this way?

“We have no time. Excuse me.”
“Ah.”

She was not given time to think it through.

Kyle spread her legs even wider than before and slid his body in between them.

Then he carefully observed her fully exposed pussy.

It was still fairly small, but it was fully melted and hot enough he half expected it to have steam rising from it.

Her thin blonde pubic hair was plastered to her skin by the love juices.

He touched it.

He ran his finger up and down her vulva a few times to check its shape and then he gently pushed his middle finger into her vagina.

“Ahhhh!? N-not in there! You can’t! Not there!”

That surprised Emilia and she tried to resist, but she was weak so soon after orgasming and could not escape or fight it.

He slowly but surely pushed his finger inside her.

Her vagina was surprisingly tight. Almost like it was rejecting anything that might enter it.

But after his finger moved a bit further in, her vagina squeezed at his finger, like it was never going to let it go again.

Her pussy was also shockingly wet and hot.

The princess appeared to be sensitive here as well.

(Is that her hymen? It’s shaped like a ring along the vaginal walls. If I do this right, I should be able to keep the pain to a minimum.)

With a virgin, the pain could reduce their sexual arousal and prevent the magic recovery.

He had been worried about that ever since discovering her recovery point was her g-spot, but it looked like it would not be a problem.

(Now, where is the crucial g-spot?)
He pushed his finger deep inside and lifted it up to press against the vaginal wall and search for the g-spot.

“Ah, hh, ah, ahhn.”

Emilia moaned with every move of his finger.

Even without directly hitting her g-spot, he was providing a lot of pleasure. Her moans were even louder than when he was rubbing her labia and she could not suppress them at all.

“Princess, which do you feel more: this…or this?”

“Ahhn! The, ah, second one was…amazing! But I think even further in…would be even better! Ahhhhhhhn!!”

As requested, he pushed his finger in as far as it would go and then pushed at the vaginal wall, causing her body to tremble and even louder moans.

The center of her pleasure appeared to be fairly deep inside.

He knew where it was.

That just left stimulating it, increasing her sexual pleasure, and activating her magic circuit.

But there was a problem.

(My finger can’t reach it.)

He could just barely reach when he strained, but he could not provide the continuous stimulation needed to recover her magic.

With more time, he could have found a dildo to use, but time was too tight.

(I don’t see any other option.)

He pulled his finger out of her vagina.

“Ahh.”

Even that was enough to send a tremor through her body. A string of love juices connected her crevice to his finger, like she did not want to let him go.

“Umm.”

“Yes?”

“Are you done?”
The way she looked when she asked that made his heart skip a beat.

The princess looked unbelievably hot.

Her cheeks were flushed, her mouth was hanging open, and saliva was dripping from it. The tears in her blue eyes made them shine like quartz.

Her chest rose and fell in time with her heavy breathing and her arms and legs lay limp on the bed. She looked thoroughly exhausted, but her labia were trembling with desire.

Seeing that filled Kyle with the most powerful emotion he had ever felt.

He wanted to put his dick inside her.

He wanted to stir her up inside and fuck her silly.

He stripped off his slacks and underwear to reveal his lower body.

His penis was at full erection without him ever touching it.

“Is that…?”
Emilia gasped, her eyes widening.

There was a hint of fear on her face, but she could not take her eyes off of that strangely-shaped organ that she lacked.

“No, I am not done, Princess,” he slowly answered. “It turns out I need to use this to reach your g-spot.”

“Use…that?”
She could not believe her ears.

How could something that thick fit inside her?

His finger just now had felt like it was spreading her to the limit, but that monstrous thing growing from his crotch was several times thicker.

If he pushed that inside her…

“Ah…”

That strange feeling hit her again.

She felt anticipation instead of fear or displeasure.

When she imagined that giant thing inside her, she felt a squeezing sensation deep inside.

“Ahhhn!”

“Are you okay, Princess? Are you afraid?”

“No, I’m not. I mean, I should be, but for some reason, um…when I heard you would be using that thing, I won’t stop twitching down here.”

“!”
When she gestured toward her pussy and said that, his penis throbbed wildly.

She was extremely horny and that was what made her so beautiful.

“Going all the way should stop that twitching as well, so we can kill two birds with one stone.”

“All the way?”

“Yes, all the way.”

He gently placed his penis against her vulva. He rubbed up and down it a few times to coat his dick with love juices.

Then he brought the head to the vaginal entrance.

“Excuse me, Princess.”

He slowly parted her vagina with his cock.

“Nhhhhhhhhhh!?”

A pained voice left her mouth.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m…fine.”

She panted like a dog on a hot day and somehow managed to answer him.

He could not rush this, so he moved in and out of the entrance a few times.

The ridge of the head rubbed at her vaginal walls, creating a tingling pleasure.

Finally, her love juices provided enough lubrication to help him move more easily. He gradually pushed deeper inside her.

Then he felt something breaking.

It was her hymen.

His invading cock had broken the barrier that guarded the source of her pleasure.

“Ugh, ah, ahh.”

“Does it hurt?”

“A…little. But more than that…”
“Yes?”

“More than that…I want it deeper inside me. Hurry.”

How could he resist after hearing that?

He adjusted the position of his knees and pushed his hips the rest of the way forward.

The full length of his penis sank inside her vagina.

“Kyahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Something burst in her mind when he did.

She thought his rod-like organ had suddenly grown much larger and pierced the entirety of her body.

The sensation racing up to her mind was simply that powerful. Her vision went blank and light burst in her mind’s eye.

“What? This is…so much better…than before. Ah, gh, ghhh!”

The difference was unbelievable.

As soon as his penis head touched her g-spot, her hips hopped up, her torso twisted, and she thrashed about like a child throwing a tantrum. Her large breasts jiggled from all the movement. The pleasure was so great she had reflexively moved to reject it.

But it did not end there.

Kyle grabbed her thighs, lifted them, and then started thrusting in and out of her, the head stimulating her g-spot more and more each time.

“Kyah, kyah, wait, nh! That’s too powerful, Baron, it’s too much!”

“Don’t fight it, Princess. This is your recovery point. This will restore your magic.”

“This is? So this is my jee spot?”

“Yes. It is the focal point of your magic circuit. That means it is also the most pleasurable point in your body.”

“It is! My jee spot feels so good! I didn’t know anything could feel so good! More! Give me more of your penis!”

“Cock. Call it my cock.”

“Your cock! Move your cock in and out of me! Pound me deep inside with it! Right on my jee spot! I want more! So much more!”

The magic recovery barely even mattered anymore.

Emilia had forgotten all about the dark elf army and her kingdom as she focused on nothing more than the pleasure deep inside her body.

She now knew that she had only ever experienced the beginnings of the pleasure she was capable of feeling.

She had never known such an amazing spot existed deep inside that hole.

Having someone else discover this secret of her body should have been so embarrassing she wanted to die, but she didn’t even care.

She just wanted him to pound her more.

She wanted to be filled with so much pleasure that her body and mind were a complete mess and she could only focus on the pounding on her g-spot.

“I’m going to cum again! But…but even harder than last tiiiiiiiiime!”
“That last one was only a smaller one, so maybe this will be your first truly powerful orgasm.”

“Really? They’re supposed to feel this good?”

“They are. So get ready and enjoy it.”

“Ahh, I’m cumming♥ Your cock is pounding me and hitting my jee spot! I can barely think anymore! I! I feel like! I feel like I’m just one big jee spot♥♥”

Kyle moved his hips even harder. Love juices flowed from her vagina, causing wet sounds with every thrust he made.

“Incredible♥♥ Something is filling my body! I can’t stop it! I love it! It just keeps happening when you hit my jee spot! So do it more! Restore my magic with your cock and make me cuuuuuuuuum♥♥♥♥♥”

The pleasure hit Emilia like a powerful firework bursting.

She did not have control of any part of her body.

Tears spilled from her eyes, drool flowed from the mouth she could not close, and her hands clutched the sheets.

Her legs trembled like a newborn fawn while Kyle kept them lifted.

Her vagina squeezed rhythmically like it did not want his penis to leave.

“Princess…” he muttered while watching her orgasm.

It had been necessary to restore her magic, but it finally hit home that he had taken her virginity.

He had told himself he had only come to the party to thank her…but that had been a lie.

He had been in denial about his feelings.

In truth, he had wanted to do this.

He had wanted to make love to her ever since he first saw her naked when they were kids.

Emilia had been his first love.

“…”

But now was not the time to confess those selfish feelings.

He held his tongue and slowly pulled his penis out of her.

He had not ejaculated, so only some love juices mixed with a hint of red spilled from her vagina.

“Princess, your magic has been fully restored.”

He hid his own feelings away and stuck to his role as the noble fulfilling his obligations to the royal family.

 

“Spirits, hear my call. My name is Emilia, the one bound to you by contract.

“Spirits, gather here and grant me your power. My name is Emilia, the one who wishes to seed her lightning power.

“Spirits, Emilia seeks your power, so please grant it!”

 

When Emilia raised her staff and recited the spirit magic incantation, she looked like an entirely different person from a few minutes ago.

After writhing in pleasure in bed, she had donned her dress, stepped out onto the royal palace’s balcony, and faced the approaching dark elf army.

She recited the incantation with such perfect enunciation it was hard to believe this was the same woman who had been shouting lewd words between moans earlier.

She was accompanied by the knight named Rosetta, the green-haired maid, and Kyle.

The three of them watched as she waved her staff.

When she raised her voice again, blinding light appeared out of thin air and crashed down toward the ground east of the capital.

The rumble reached the palace after a short delay.

“Incredible,” gasped Kyle.

He had never seen such powerful magic.

This was the power of the heir to Finegard’s throne.

The one attack reduced a portion of the field to black charcoal.

The dark elf army had not expected any kind of attack yet, so they were easily routed. Their horses panicked and the cavalry fell apart. The infantry dropped their weapons and fled.

The army of 12 thousand dark elves was forced to withdraw after a single lightning magic attack by Princess Emilia.