VILLAIN'S HAREM IN OTOME GAME

Chapter 24: Busty Maid’s Honey Trap 2

Up until two minutes ago, Mira’s plan was simple: seduce the handsome, disgraced noble heir with her charms and use his obsession to secure a lifetime supply of money.

Of course, he was more than attractive enough to make him her sugar daddy.

But now?

Feeling the throbbing, veiny monolith against her palm made her thoughts entirely derailed. She wanted to experience this.

Desperate to reclaim control, she began to deliver a few tentative strokes, trying to adapt her hand to the massive thing.

One minute turned into two. She deployed both hands, desperately sliding her palms up and down the burning, hard membrane to generate enough friction to shatter his defenses.

But as the times went by, her fury only scaled as she saw Eren remained perfectly calm against the headboard while using a pillow to comfortably watch her struggle. Not a single gasp escaped his lips.

’Think he’s completely invincible?’ Mira growled silently as she abandoned her handjob duty and leaned her head directly between his legs.

Her parted, damp lips hesitantly enveloped the top of his dick. swallowing the tip whole.

It was a clumsy movement for sure, but her tongue swirled softly around the sensitive skin of the ridge, giving him a sudden shudder. His thigh muscles tightened instantly as her warm, wet mouth locked down on the apex of his length.

’Okay, wow, what an enthusiasm,’ Eren grunted internally.

Fuelled by his sudden shudder, Mira doubled down.

She aggressively pushed forward, forcing her mouth to take in as much of the massive shaft as her mouth would allow. Her cheeks stretched to their absolute limits and her throat blocked before she could even clear the full mark.

The beast completely filled her mouth, making it even hard to breathe. But she refused to back down, moving her head back and forth in a rhythm with muffled whimpers, not even slowing down a little.

Eren let his eyes close with a relaxed sigh, surrendering his mind to the pleasure given by her struggle. The tight, warm, soaking friction of a gorgeous, fiery-haired maid against his hardened cock was a completely unforgettable sensation.

Mira looked up, expecting to see the young master completely unraveled, begging for mercy to finish.

Instead, she found him looking down at her with half closed eyes with a lewd expression of enjoyment, thoroughly savoring every ounce of her breathless struggle like a king watching a court jester performing a trick.

That made her completely lose her temper.

With a heavy gasp, she forcefully pulled her head back, breaking the suction with a wet pop. A trail of silver saliva stretched from his tip to her lips as she sat back, panting for air like a fish out of water.

With a frustrated huff, she scrambled out from the mattress and stood on the floor.

Eren slid toward the edge of the bed, resting his forearms on his knees as his blue eyes locked onto her, ready to tease. "Oh? Are you leaving this poor little guy right in the middle? That’s exceptionally bad service."

"Abandon a duty? A good maid always finishes what she starts, Young Master."

With a wicked smile, she unbuttoned her maid uniform and let the fabric pool onto the floorboards. She also tossed her bra aside without a shred of modesty.

Now she stood there in nothing but a pair of tight black panties that emphasized her slender waist and flared hips. She was an absolute masterpiece.

She displayed the legendary tits Eren had spent the last week covertly admiring behind heavy aprons. They’re heavy, beautiful and in one word, perfect.

Eren’s inner self instantly stood up and gave a roaring standing ovation.

She grinned as she to her knees right in front of him, lifting up her soft, pillowy breasts to tightly sandwich his saliva-streaked membrane between them.

The sensation of her cleavage wrapping his thing completely was a pure paradise. And she started moving her chest in a tight, rhythmic up-and-down motion, jiggling her massive assets with every single stroke.

’F-Fuck,’ Eren’s sensory overload melting his thinking capabilities. The smoothness of her skin generated a crushing friction that made it impossible to formulate a single coherent thought.

’How could any self-respecting member of the hot maid community on the internet back on Earth ever resist a top-tier titfuck from a busty maid? It would be a betrayal of my entire previous life’s culture!’

Finally, after what felt like an eternal ascension to heaven, he could no longer hold back.

With a gravelly growl, he released his thick cum across her cleavage, painting her pale, bouncing chest with his white seeds. He leaned forward as his chest rose and fell rapidly, his blue eyes witnessing the unhinged sluttiness of her expression.

Her green eyes widened as she looked down at the hot, sticky proof of her victory splattered across her. Like a degenerate, she brought her drenched index finger to her lips.

"Mmm... It’s salty," she whispered with a dazed grin.

Eren’s predatory smirk slowly carves its way back onto his face. The raid boss is defeated just because she cleared phase one? The tutorial is officially over.

Suddenly, Eren clamped her slender waist. He effortlessly lifted her entirely off her knees and pinned her flat onto the mattress.

Mira let out a startled squeak with a sudden wave of confusion and vulnerability. His aggressiveness caught her completely off guard.

Before she could ask anything, he leaned down and locked his lips with hers.

He gave her a deep, breathtakingly passionate kiss, his tongue ruthlessly invading her mouth, driving her into a dizzying state that she had never dreamed of experiencing.

As he pulled back, Mira was left gasping for air, her chest heaving, an intense flush painted her entire face.

"Thanks for the excellent service until now, Miss Pretty Thief," Eren purred cheekily as he ripped his shirt over, exposing his finely toned, gifted physique that had made her heart flutter on the very first day.

He casually adjusted his lower half, and Mira’s breath instantly hitched in her throat. She looked down to witness his massive nine-inch monster resting against her stomach. It was still standing hard even after finishing a mere minute ago.

He smoothly pulled off her panties in one sweep, tossing aside, fully exposing her wet, heavily aroused pussy.

He leaned down to her face, his lips brushing directly against her ear as he whispered.

"Tell me the truth, Mira. Do you actually want the full weight of this punishment, or do you want to back off?"

Mira didn’t waste a single microsecond to think.

The beast pressing against her stomach completely obliterated her remaining survival instincts.

"Give it to me..." she begged shamelessly, her eyes watering with pure submission. "Please, young master... punish me."