Double Dagger Delinquent

Chapter 89 Pounding Love

Chu, chu, chu…

Soft kisses rained down—tender, gentle, full of quiet care.

Iryoku’s arms wrapped tightly around Reika’s body, his hands roaming slowly, reverently tracing every curve.

Her body trembled with each caress. Still shy, still hesitant—she received his love.

His lips paused for a moment.

“You call me an incubus… but let me tell you something.”

He chuckled softly against her skin.

“You girls are the real succubi—unimaginably beautiful, irresistibly charming. Even more than back on Earth. No… let me correct myself.”

He leaned in closer, voice low, warm.

“You’ve transcended. You’ve turned into goddesses. And I—”

He kissed her shoulder.

“—I want nothing more than to worship you all.” ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ noveⅼfire.net

Then, with a teasing breath:

“How’s poor little Iryoku, all alone and full of essence, supposed to resist such divine delicacies?”

She gasped.

“Ahhh…”

Her body jolted as his mouth caught her earlobe. Her eyes lit up with heat, desire flickering behind them.

He leaned in, kissing her neck—soft, hungry kisses, his tongue tracing her skin. He trailed down to her collarbone, slowly savoring her taste.

He moved fast. One swift pull and her top was gone. Her long, black hair whipped free as she shook it loose with practiced ease.

His fingers worked quickly—her bra slipped off, undone by his deft touch.

Suddenly shy, her hands flew up to cover her chest.

“I… I’m not as big as Yumi…” she mumbled.

That only lit the fire in Iryoku’s eyes.

He gently pinned her wrists to the sides, fully exposing her.

Her big, perky tits rose and fell with each shaky breath, flushed and sensitive.

Her curves were definitely on the fuller side—especially for a Japanese girl—but Yumi and Alessandra were just in another league entirely. Still, Reika had her own charm. Elegant, poised, and now trembling beneath him.

Her face burned red.

A long bang fell across her cheek, but her other eye stayed locked on his—wide, unsure, yet burning with anticipation.

Wondering what he’d do next.

“So pretty,” he whispered, lowering his head to her chest.

He rubbed his mouth against her nipples—first one, then the other—slow and teasing, dragging his lips over the soft peaks, feeling them harden under the heat of his breath.

Reika moaned softly.

“Ahh… ahhh…”

Her back arched as his tongue finally came out, licking over every inch of her tits, wet and slow.

“So good,” he murmured, eyes locked on hers.

He pulled back slightly, licking his lips with a hungry grin.

“You’re so damn sensitive, dear Reika… it’s lovely.”

His voice was burning with desire.

“Do you… really like my breasts?” she asked, unsure.

He nodded, eyes full of love.

“Why are you even doubting that? You’ve always had confidence in your beauty,” he said gently.

Her gaze lowered, her eyelids half-closed.

“I can’t help it… I feel like I’m always being compared to Yumi. She’s got bigger curves… she’s cute, petite, and so youthful. I don’t feel like I’m enough… like I can’t compete with her.”

Her voice was hesitant, barely a whisper.

Iryoku leaned in and kissed her—deep and full of need.

His tongue slid into her mouth, swirling with hers, teasing, exploring, claiming her like it was the only thing he knew how to do.

Then he pulled back just enough to look into her eyes.

“You are you, and she is her. You’re beautiful, Reika—gorgeous and elegant, like a doll.” He smirked.

“And let’s not pretend you don’t have a fire body, too. You’re my brilliant ojou-chan wife. My little princess.”

His tone softened again.

“I love your grace… your sharp mind… the face you make when you're thinking deeply, solving problems no one else can.”

Then his voice dipped into a teasing murmur.

“And I love these too…”

His hands slid down her thighs, rubbing along her soft, elegant curves.

“Ahh—hahh…” she moaned again as he gently lifted one of her legs, bringing it up.

He kissed the pale, tender skin—slow, adoring kisses that trailed higher.

His tongue slipped out, tracing the contours of her leg, licking slowly up her toned muscles with worshipful hunger.

Finally, he made his move—pulling down her shorts and panties in one smooth motion.

“Wahhh—!” she panted, instantly covering herself, face burning red.

“D-Don’t look there…”

Iryoku grinned, eyes dark with desire.

“I want to claim everything, Reika… make all of you mine. Don’t you want that too?”

Her heart thundered in her chest.

She thought of everything they’d been through—their journey, the battles, the times he stood by her side.

After a breathless pause, she slowly moved her trembling hands away… exposing herself to him completely.

He didn’t hesitate.

Lowering his face to her glistening flower, he stared in awe—her delicate, eager lips were already wet, already waiting. A soft, small patch of hair sat just above, giving her sex a mature, irresistible charm.

He kissed her there—gently at first.

Then his tongue came out, trailing along her folds, tasting her, parting her slowly… worshipfully.

Reika’s hands flew to his head. Her legs clamped around him.

“Aaaahh—ahhhnn! Aghhh!”

She moaned louder than ever, her voice trembling, her whole body tensing up hard.

But Iryoku didn’t stop.

He was relentless—face buried, tongue plunging deep into her soaked pussy, devouring her with raw hunger.

Suddenly, she shook violently. Her whole body jolted off the bed like she’d been hit with a bolt of lightning—legs pressing down into the mattress, trying to lift her hips instinctively.

“A-Ah—gahhh—ahhhh!”

Iryoku finally pulled back, licking his lips and wiping his soaked face.

Without a word, he stood and shoved down his underwear.

His cock flipped out—thick, hard, throbbing with heat.

It stood proudly, his weapon now fully unsheathed, aimed right at her trembling, sensitive entrance.

Reika, still breathless, stared wide-eyed at the thing just inches from her most private place.

Her mind spun.

She’d seen it once before… when Yumi used her mouth and breasts to soothe him. But this—seeing it up close, knowing it was about to enter her—sent wave after wave of arousal, fear, and anticipation crashing through her chest.

“W-Wait… is that really going to fit inside me?” she asked, voice cracking with disbelief.

Iryoku smirked, proud and cocky.

“It fit inside Yumi. And she’s way smaller than you.”

He slapped his cock against her wet folds with a slick, obscene sound.

He leaned in, rubbing his thick shaft along her soaked slit, letting her juices coat him from base to tip.

Reika shivered, her hips twitching on instinct.

“Ahhh—uuhh…!”

“C-Condom? We need a condom… or birth control… w-we need—”

She stammered, her words tumbling out in a panic, twisted with need—

Right as the swollen head of Iryoku’s cock pressed against her entrance, spreading her slightly.

“W-What if I get pregnant…?”

Her hands gripped his wrists, trembling hard.

Iryoku leaned in close, his voice low and burning with heat.

“I want to do it raw. I want everything.”

His grin widened as he kissed her neck, slow and deliberate.

“Actually… I’d love to knock you up. That’d make me the happiest man alive.”

He kissed her again—soft, slow, and full of intention.

“Besides… I don’t think this world even has birth control. So screw it—the world belongs to those who take what they want.”

He let out a dark, amused chuckle.

His words sent a strange thrill down her spine.

Her mind wandered—just for a moment—and she imagined herself holding a baby, returning home with Iryoku at her side.

Her eyes went wide at the thought… and then, to her own surprise, she began to shed quiet tears.

Iryoku froze.

“Shit—I’m sorry…!” he blurted, pulling back a little.

“D-Did I hurt you? Is it too much?”

His voice wavered, scared that he might’ve crossed a line.

But Reika reached up and touched his face gently, tears still in her eyes—but now with a soft smile on her lips.

She caressed him, shaking her head.

That was all the confirmation he needed.

He lined up again—and this time, he didn’t hold back.

He pushed deeper—slow, steady, claiming her inch by inch—until he felt it: that final barrier deep inside her.

His breath caught, face twitching with joy as he stared into Reika’s flushed, wide-eyed expression.

She winced, her brow furrowing slightly.

So he leaned down and kissed her—soft and loving along her lips.

“Sorry… it’ll pass soon, my love.”

She opened her eyes and met his gaze.

Her hands released the sheets and wrapped around his back, pulling him down against her.

“Aah… I’m… okay… k-keep going… I can take it…”

He nodded once—and drove in with a single, sharp thrust.

His cock broke through her in one clean motion, piercing past her hymen and burying himself to the hilt.

Their hips met with a smack.

Reika gasped sharply, her whole body jolting—but she didn’t scream.

She grit her teeth and focused on her breathing, trying to steady herself.

Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes again—not just from the pain, but from the overwhelming rush of everything happening at once.

A few drops of blood shimmered where they were joined.

“I’m gonna move,” he smirked.

His hips pulled back—then slammed forward with force.

Smack.

Their bodies met with a deep, wet thud.

“Uuhhg…” Reika gasped.

He rocked his hips again, grinding his pulsing cock deeper into her soaked, trembling core.

“Ahh… ieuah… ahhh—!”

Each thrust made her moan louder, more broken.

“Do you like it, Reika… my love?” he growled, voice heavy with lust.

“How does it feel to be ravaged by a bad guy like me?”

He grinned wickedly and grabbed one of her tits, lowering his head and biting down on her nipple—not hard enough to hurt, but just enough to make her jolt and arch her back.

A red bite mark remained on her soft skin.

She shuddered hard, eyes fluttering, her mind nearly going blank.

Iryoku picked up the pace—driving into her faster, rougher.

Each thrust was sharp, deliberate, as he searched for every sweet spot inside her.

When he found one, he focused there—grinding, teasing, stabbing into it over and over with his thick shaft.

Reika screamed, legs trembling.

Then he pulled almost all the way out, his cock glistening with her slickness—before slamming it back in with brutal force.

Thud.

He pierced her completely—reached her cervix—

And with a final groan, he exploded.

“Get pregnant,” he snarled.

His cock twitched violently inside her, erupting in thick, endless bursts.

Reika cried out as the orgasm tore through her body, her eyes rolling back.

"Wa...wawawa..."

They stayed connected, his cock buried to the hilt as he emptied himself deep into her womb.

He clutched her tight, trying to stay rooted as deep as possible, pumping her full with each spasm.

His face twisted in satisfaction.

He looked down at where they were joined—his seed already leaking out of her stuffed pussy.

Then he collapsed on top of her, kissing her fiercely.

She blinked, slowly regaining consciousness, mind spinning.

But her lips moved in sync with his—kissing him back weakly, lovingly.

After a full minute of release, his hips finally stopped.

“Waaagh… I came buckets… that felt so damn good,” he muttered, looking down at her from above.

Reika blinked and glanced down between them.

“H-How… how is this even possible? Where do you even store all that… seed?”

Her voice was breathless, stunned.

Iryoku grinned proudly.

“Maybe calling me an incubus isn’t so far off… and guess what?”

He shifted his hips slightly.

She gasped.

He was still hard.

Still throbbing.

Still deep inside her.

Her eyes widened.

“W-Wait… you’re still—?!”

“Get ready, dear…” he whispered darkly.

“Because I’m gonna make up for all the time we lost.”

She gave him a panicked, flushed look.

“You’re gonna kill me!” she exclaimed.

Smack.

Smack.

Iryoku sat at the edge of the bed, legs apart, with Reika straddling him—facing him—impaled on his thick cock.

She moved up and down weakly, her thighs trembling, every bounce making lewd, wet sounds.

His hands gripped her soft ass hard, kneading and pressing her down, forcing her to take him deeper with every thrust.

“Aghrhh… aghhhh…”

Moans escaped from his throat—low, primal, uncontrolled.

Reika could barely move anymore—this was their third round, and he had been pounding her for nearly an hour. Her strength was gone. Her body limp and trembling.

Iryoku’s mouth returned to her neck, kissing every inch, leaving hickeys like trophies.

Marking her. Claiming her.

He was quenching his sword deep inside her womb—again and again—slamming into the spot that made her twitch and jolt.

Once he saw that her body had taken their first time well—just a hint of pain, but mostly need—he stopped holding back.

He slammed into her like a beast unleashed.

Then, suddenly, he lifted her by the hips—

And slammed her down.

Thud.

With that brutal drop, he exploded inside her for the third time.

“Agagagah—AGHHHAA!”

Reika jolted, her entire body twitching violently as her womb was flooded again, stretched full by the sheer amount of thick, hot cum.

It overflowed instantly—leaking down his shaft, pooling beneath them—

Her womb stuffed completely to the brim.

Then she went limp—slumped against his chest, unmoving, panting hard, her breath deep and ragged.

“Ahh… no… more… I’m gonna die… please…” she whimpered, her voice broken, breath hitching with every word.

Iryoku just smiled.

Still fully hard, he dropped back onto the bed with her straddling him, then gently shifted her off—slipping out of her soaked, twitching body—and laid her down beside him.

Her head rested on his shoulder, his arm wrapped tight around her waist.

She was still breathing hard, chest rising and falling in deep, shaky pulls as she tried to calm down.

Then she glanced down.

His cock was still rock hard—glistening, coated in their mixed fluids, twitching with unspent hunger.

“You gotta be kidding me…” she muttered, wide-eyed.

She looked up at his smug face.

“Are you… insatiable?”

He just chuckled.

“Hehehe… maybe I am.”

Then his eyes narrowed, suddenly more thoughtful.

“Actually… since we got here, I’ve noticed something. Little by little… my sex drive, my stamina—everything’s been growing.”

He glanced down at his still-hard cock, slick and throbbing.

“Back on Earth, I would've struggled to go more than twice in a row—even if I had a beauty like you in bed. Especially this fast. But now?”

His cock twitched again, hard as steel—drawing Reika’s tired, half-lidded gaze right back down.

He smirked.

“Don’t worry. I won’t ask you for more… today. But tomorrow…”

He looked down at her, eyes glinting wickedly.

“Hehehe.”

Reika let out a long, groaning sigh.

“I’m tired… go ask Yumi or something. I want to sleep.”

He snorted, clearly amused, then leaned in and gave her a final smooch on the forehead.

“Fair enough,” he muttered.

With that, he relaxed beside her, closing his eyes—still holding her naked, sweaty body tightly against his.