Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son

….Nymeria sitting on the other side of the door.

Christina's eyes flicked to the door, then back to Himmel as she felt it too.

Himmel sat up slowly, her weight still on his lap, his voice low. "She's listening."

Christina didn't flinch. Instead, she leaned in, lips brushing my ear. "Let her."

Himmel's hands trembled slightly as they rested on Christina's hips, feeling the new fullness there.

The way her body had changed in ways that made his pulse race.

Her breasts, larger now, pressed against his chest as she leaned in closer.

Her crimson eyes locked on his with an intensity that spoke of years lost and reclaimed.

She knew Nymeria was there, just beyond the door, listening.

The knowledge didn't deter her; if anything, it fueled the fire in her gaze.

"Let her hear everything," Christina whispered, her voice husky, unashamed.

She ground her hips down slowly, feeling him harden beneath her, a small smile playing on her lips.

Himmel swallowed hard, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass—rounder, plumper than he remembered.

He loved it, the way it filled his palms, the way it moved under his touch.

"Christina," he murmured, but she silenced him with another kiss.

Her tongue exploring his mouth as if mapping out territory she had missed.

She broke the kiss only to trail her lips down his neck, nipping lightly at his skin.

Her hands worked quickly, tugging at his shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it aside.

Himmel groaned, his hands roaming up her back, then down again, squeezing her ass harder, pulling her closer.

"You can do better, Qais," she whispered, smiling gently at him.

She guided his hand to her breast, making him cup it fully, the nipple hardening under his palm.

He obliged, thumb circling the peak, pinching lightly until she arched her back with a gasp.

Himmel noticed the door creak ever so slightly.

Nymeria was there, peeking now, but Himmel didn't acknowledge it.

His focus stayed on Christina, on the blonde hair cascading down her back like a golden waterfall.

He moved in and gently bit on her elongated ear.

That worked like a trigger as she began to move even more furiously.

Christina's hands fumbled with his pants, unbuttoning them with eager fingers.

She freed him, wrapping her hand around his length.

She started stroking slowly at first, then firmer.

"I want this," she said, eyes never leaving his. "I've waited too long."

Himmel flipped them over gently, laying her back on the bed.

He kissed down her body, starting at her neck, lingering on her breasts.

He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard, tongue flicking, while his hand kneaded the other.

Christina moaned loudly, her fingers threading through his hair, holding him there.

"Yes, like that," she encouraged, her voice echoing in the quiet room.

She knew Nymeria could hear every sound, every gasp, and it only made her bolder.

His mouth moved lower, over her stomach, to the waistband of her skirt.

He slid it down her legs, along with her underwear, exposing her completely.

She was wet, and her thighs parted invitingly.

Himmel settled between them, kissing the inside of one, then the other, teasing closer.

His tongue flicked out, tracing her folds, circling her clit.

Christina bucked her hips, a loud moan escaping her lips.

"More," she demanded, one hand on his head, guiding him.

He licked deeper, sucking gently, then harder, his fingers joining in.

One sliding inside her slowly, feeling the tightness, the virgin barrier he would soon claim.

She was incredibly tight, her walls clenching around his finger as he added a second, stretching her carefully.

"It feels so good," she panted, her body writhing. "Don't stop, Qais."

Her moans grew louder, unrestrained, filling the room and spilling out into the hall where Nymeria listened.

The door had opened a fraction more. Himmel glanced up mid-lick, catching sight of Nymeria in the shadows.

She was on her knees, one hand between her legs, touching herself frantically, her eyes wide and fixed on them.

Tears streaked her face, but her movements were desperate, pleasuring herself to the sounds and sights.

Himmel said nothing, didn't call her out.

He turned his attention back to Christina, plunging his tongue deeper.

Her orgasm hit hard, her body convulsing, cries echoing off the walls.

"Himmel!" she screamed, legs trembling around his head.

But she was far from being over.

"Inside me," she said, pulling him up. "Now. Take my virginity. Make me yours again."

Himmel positioned himself, the tip of him pressing against her entrance.

She was slick from her release, ready to take him in.

He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, watching her face for any sign of pain.

Then there was a moment of resistance, he looked up at her. "Christina—."

"I have been through this already," she gasped, her voice low. "Just do it."

Himmel nodded, drew in a deep breath

as he broke through, claiming what was his.

Blood tinged lightly, but Christina didn't flinch.

"Keep going," she urged, wrapping her legs around his waist. "Fill me."

He thrust deeper, fully seated inside her.

The tightness was heavenly, her walls gripping him like a vice.

They moved together, slow at first, building a rhythm.

Christina's hands clawed at his back, her hips rising to meet each thrust. "Harder," she demanded. "Fuck me harder!"

Himmel obliged, pounding into her, the bed creaking under them.

Her breasts bounced with every impact, blonde hair splayed across the pillow.

He loved the sight, the feel of her new body enveloping him.

Nymeria was still there, watching openly now, her hand moving faster, soft whimpers escaping her.

Himmel ignored it, focused on Christina's cries, the way she begged for more.

He quickly switched positions and let her be in charge.

Her ass slapped against his thighs, full and perfect in his hands as he guided her up and down.

"Yes, right there," she moaned, grinding her clit against him.

She came again, clenching around him, but didn't stop.

Her blonde hair whipped around her face, strands sticking to her sweat-damp skin.

Himmel's hands gripped her ass, fingers sinking into the plush flesh, guiding her faster, deeper.

She leaned forward, breasts swaying heavy and full, brushing his chest with every bounce.

"Qais," she gasped, voice raw, "look at me."

He did, staring at those crimson eyes of hers.

"I'm here," she said, grinding down hard.

"Feel me."

Himmel sat up, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her flush against him.

They moved together, chest to chest, heartbeat to heartbeat.

He kissed her neck, her jaw, the shell of her elongated ear, nipping gently, earning another moan.

Her legs tightened around him, heels digging into his back.

"I love this body," he murmured against her skin. "I love everything about you."

She smiled through the haze, tears glistening.

"Then show me."

He flipped them again, pinning her beneath him.

Her legs spread wide as if inviting him.

He thrust deep, slow at first, then faster, the bedframe rattling against the wall.

Her breasts bounced with every impact, nipples hard.

He leaned down, sucking one into his mouth, tongue flicking as he pounded into her.

"Yes!" she screamed, back arching.

"Right there, Qais. Don't stop."

Nymeria's shadow flickered in the doorway, her hand moving frantically between her thighs.

They shifted again.

Side by side, him behind her, one hand cupping her breast, the other rubbing her clit.

He thrust slow and deep, savoring every inch.

She pushed back, meeting him, her ass pressing against his hips.

"I feel you everywhere," she whispered, voice trembling with emotion. "Like you never left."

"I didn't," he said, kissing the nape of her neck. "Never will."

Himmel kissed her as he began to thrust even harder.

Christina felt his dick bulging inside of her as she instinctively squeezed him even more.

Her walls clenched again, tighter, milking him.

"Come with me," she gasped against his lips. "Inside me."

One final thrust, buried to the hilt, and he spilled deep inside her, groaning her name.

They stayed locked together, trembling, hearts pounding in unison.

Slowly, she collapsed onto his chest, blonde hair spilling over them like a blanket.

Himmel's arms tightened around her, holding her close, feeling her heartbeat slow against his.

He kissed the top of her head, fingers tracing lazy patterns on her back.

"You're home," he murmured.

"No more nights apart."

Christina smiled before she mumbled, "One more time, please."