Chapter 43: Special Breeding Training in the Castle V

“Then, I could release inside your snatch, and you wouldn’t notice?”

“Yep. Only Darling knows.”

Perhaps Isti knew from the moment she suggested a nap.

My true intentions.

I grab Isti’s wrist, pin it down, and thrust my c0ck into her honey hole with my weight.

“Hn, hnn… ngh~”

Isti buries her face in the bed, lifting her rear to let me p0und her honey hole pleasurably.

“You knew? That I’d come for you.”

“Yep. I sensed Darling’s mood. Prepared my snatch, and waited…”

“Good girl. So good. Only my beloved Isti.”

“Nhh~!”

Isti, overwhelmed, taps the bedsheet with her feet.

She doesn’t say it, but I know she reacts intensely to love confessions.

I p0und her hole like a beast, heightening my urge to erupt.

“I love you, Isti.”

When Isti feels joy, her snatch tightens around my c0ck.

Her honey hole soaks quickly.

“Decal’s my most trusted person. Anytime, anywhere, I trust and offer my hole~.”

From above, I admire Isti’s rear buns and wa!st, bringing my hand near her face.

Without thinking, Isti sees my fingers and takes them in her m0uth.

“Chup. Hnng. Mm. Haa.”

To prove her devotion and love.

She acts on the smallest cue without hesitation.

I trace Isti’s t0ngue and teeth with my fingers. She doesn’t resist.

Even drooling, she doesn’t block my fingers.

It’s different from the filthy entanglement with Karen until exhaustion.

Impossible to compare.

Isti gives as much mental satisfaction as physical desire.

It drives me wild.

I thrust harder, p0unding her honey hole like a reprimand.

Using Isti’s honey hole solely for my pleasure.

“Ngh… hn, hn, ah.”

I can’t see Isti’s expression, but her sweaty, delicate shoulders and back urge me on.

Thrusting rapidly, Isti lifts her rear to accept my insertion.

“Hyat! Haa! Nng…!”

Her honey hole pleasurably tightens around my c0ck.

Isti curls her toes, holding her breath.

“Ah… so happy ~.”

Isti arches her neck.

I k!ss her soft lips from above, swaying my h!ps.

“Chuu, hnn. Mm. Ngh. Haa…”

Each thrust shakes Isti’s b0dy slightly.

Her eyes stay pleadingly wet.

I want to please her more. I know her favorite sensation. Stronger than now…

Stirring her honey hole with wet sounds.

“Ngh~~! Hyk. Hng. Oh, that’s dangerous.”

Isti taps the bed with her feet, overwhelmed.

I bury my c0ck deep in her hole, overlapping our bodies. I sway my h!ps steadily.

Relentless s9x torments Isti’s honey hole.

“Oh… ngh.”

I wrap my arm around Isti’s thr0at, squeezing tightly.

I sway my h!ps eagerly, her tightening honey hole pushing my eruption urge.

“Ngh, kuh… hn.”

Isti places her hands on my choking arm but doesn’t resist, trembling as she entrusts her life and b0dy to me.

“I love you, Isti.”

Choking her fiercely, p0unding her honey hole like a beast, I whisper love.

“Nghok ~.”

“You don’t say you love me?”

Thrusting relentlessly, I tease.

Isti grips my choking arm with both hands.

“Kuh, ngh…!”

“Can’t hear you.”

It’s a mean trick, I know.

But her snatch’s tight grip feels too good, so I push her to silence.

As I do, Isti sways her rear, responding with charm.

Like a traveler shedding cl0thes under the sun, my choking grip loosens unknowingly.

“Love you. I love you~ Anything Darling wants, you can do to my b0dy.”

“Then get pregnant. You can, right?”

“I can.”

I thrust my c0ck deep, releasing the thick load stored all day.

Isti accepts it all with her honey hole, climaxing.

“Ngh! I’ll get pregnant with Darling’s perverted load ~ Pregnant honey hole ~.”

While releasing, I gently touch Isti’s b00bs, moving slowly.

“I’ll mix it well.”

“Ngh. Not now. Haa. A pregnant snatch is sensitive, ngh…!”

“They say this raises pregnancy chances.”

Karen called it instinct, no science.

“Then…”

Isti blushes.

“Mix it well with Darling’s c0ck.”

As ordered, I move my c0ck in her sensitive honey hole.

I grind filthily. Isti trembles, stifling sounds.

No clue if it raises pregnancy chances, but I release every drop of load inside.

So, maybe it does.

“Ah, ngh… haa… ngh…”

I pull out my c0ck slowly and part.

Isti, load in her honey hole, lies prone, catching her breath.

“…are you asleep?”

“…”

Her face tells me it’s a pointless question.

Sleep’s long gone; her eyes beg.

“Darling…”

Isti seduces me with a coy, teasing voice, as if demanding I take responsibility.  

Karen waits, but I doubt I can return soon.  

I lift Isti’s wa!st, making her kneel, then slide inside.  

Words are unnecessary now.  

I whisper sweetly with Isti, rolling on the bed until I release twice more.  

Coming to, I lose track of time, cl0thes off, embracing Isti, k!ssing, savoring the afterglow.  

“Karen’s probably waiting.” 

Surprisingly, Isti mentions Karen first.  

I fumble for words, unsure how to handle another w0man’s name, but Isti interlocks fingers, smiling seductively.  

“I’ll keep how much Darling loved me a secret.”  

“…”  

“Karen got plenty of love yesterday. This is… a little revenge.”  

“Pretending to nap while we rolled around in secret?”  

“Yep.”  

I laugh lightly.  

What a cute revenge.  

“Shall we head back?”  

“Just a bit longer…”  

Isti clings to me, certain I’ll indulge her.  

Honestly, I can’t resist.  

I stroke Isti’s hair, lingering, then return to the clearing.  

Someone who went to the bathroom for hours, returning with Isti, who supposedly napped—Karen likely notices.  

No chance it stays secret.  

But Isti, as if fine with it, grips my hand, grinning bashfully.  

“Big Bro, was it good?”  

“Yep. Now I can clear my mind and focus.”  

“Isti looks happy too.”  

“It shows that much?”  

“Yep!”  

Isti presses her flushed cheeks, flustered. She didn’t realize it was so obvious.  

“What’s the progress while we were gone?”  

“We’re catching the spirit now!”  

So, the first step’s cleared.  

“Nice. Let me try.”  

After unleashing all my desire, motivation surges. No more stray thoughts!

By night, when Karen captures the spirit core, I nearly do too.  

“Got it!”  

“Awesome!”  

Karen and I high-five, sharing the joy.  

“Isti, Isti! What’s next?”  

Karen, unable to hide her excitement, speaks eagerly.  

“We’ve identified the spirit. Now, we move indoors.”  

“Indoors?” I think I misheard, “Didn’t you say spirits weaken indoors?”  

“Yep. But Darling and Karen are heading to a dungeon—sealed, underground.”  

“Oh.”  

“I’ll teach this Space Leap because it ignores walls. I can’t rush to Darling’s signal from afar, but Space Leap overcomes the indoor weakness of wind spirits.”  

I see.  

Escaping danger isn’t just about fleeing enemies—it’s about leaving environments tough for spirit arts.  

“Space Leap tires spirits, but once mastered, you can escape underground confinement. Uses and range depend on the spirit’s growth…”  

The more I hear, the more impressive it sounds.  

Wind spirits struggle indoors, but Space Leap prevents the user’s escape route from being blocked.  

It counters the spirit’s weakness and ensures safety.  

“Thanks to Isti, learning this in days feels like cheating.”  

Karen nods, amazed.  

“Learning under a Diamond-rank hunter is an honor, and it’s a unique skill! I’d learn it even if it took three years!”  

“Would that examiner wait three years?”  

You’d just fail.  

At Veil Noah’s mention, Isti’s face darkens.  

“Darling, must you take the extra test?”  

“Still worried? After learning Space Leap, no need to be worried anymore. If the lich feels tough, I’ll escape with Karen.”  

“I want to be a hero candidate, but not at the cost of my life. I’m clear on that.”  

“No… Veil Noah’s attitude feels off.”  

“The examiner’s attitude?”  

What’s off?  

Everything about her is odd. Finding something not strange is harder. 

Isti says Veil Noah was Diamond-rank before surrendering her license.  

Are all Diamond-ranks so eccentric?  

“Veil Noah’s thorough, but monitoring us in the village beforehand is weird. It’s unrelated to the test. She doesn’t investigate people without reason.”  

“…”  

Now that I think, it does feel off.  

The lich challenge came up fast, but I figured it’s just an examiner thing.  

“Let it be. We’ll see what she’s thinking.”  

“Darling?”  

“You saw. We’ve already dealt with Veil Noah.”  

“…Oh.”  

Isti seems to recall.  

“Manipulating people is my specialty. You know?”  

Karen tilts her head, clueless.  

“Yep, I know.”  

“But I don’t use it every moment, every situation. I know when to watch how things unfold. Now’s that time. Don’t worry.”  

Whatever Veil Noah’s set for the extra test, it’s fine.  

Approaching without knowing hypnosis might cost her. But we can’t handle monsters, so learning the skill matters.  

“After dinner, we will go to the indoor training ground.”  

“Got it.”  

“Yep, Big Bro!”  

We walk familiarly down the corridor to the cafeteria.