Transmigrated Into an OnlyWomenRealm: the Amazons

Byron decided to start by summoning the Sensation Smoke. This time, he didn't let the purple mist swirl around his fingers like he did back when he was with Keza.

No. Instead, he used his mind to guide the mist through the silverhead's dress, then further so it could seep into her skin.

Byron's main focus was her bountiful breasts which, if let loose, seemed like they could jiggle at even the slightest movement she could make.

Another section of the purple mist made its way down to her groin and, like a tendril, seeped into her honey pot.

With this move in place, Byron was sure whichever words he could say to flirt with her would carry more weight. They would be more effective.

After all, now he could feel her nipples getting hard as the Sensation Smoke seeped into her skin, and this was a clear indication that the libido in her body was slowly waking up.

It was the perfect time for him to attack.

"What if I told you there's a way you can enjoy your life without leaving this world?" Byron asked the girl, his mind still at work.

This felt so good, almost like when someone is controlling a girl's lush or vibrator... Or a fucking machine. Using the purple mist on her had that kind of charm.

The girl stirred, trying to change her sitting position, and Byron instantly knew that the misty purple tendrils had started doing their job.

By the time he would convince her to have sex with him, she would already be wet.

This was so he would not waste much time in foreplay unless he wanted Keza to catch them red-handed.

Or, worse, Hippolyta.

Knowing that the journey from the central castle to the dining one would take Hippolyta 20 minutes, and knowing that at least 5 minutes or 7 had already passed, Byron knew he only had around 10 minutes to convince the silverhead to have sex with him, fuck her and finish... All in just 10 minutes.

'I'm wasring my time overthinking!

'Uhm, no! It's not my fault. She's the one who's not talking. Should I just initiate it physically?'

The girl was looking at him in a strange way, almost like she was fighting the lust within her, her heart heaving and her breath so lagged.

'I shouldn't be doing this,' she thought.

"Your Highness, what are you doing to me?" she asked, terrified of what his answer would be.

What if he said it was her fault? After all, Keza had told her to come and give him the fruits. She was the one who decided to feed him.

'Why did I get close to him? Why didn't I do as I've been told?'

'I shouldn't have let my curiosity get the better of me!'

"She's pure. That's why she should be the one to deliver the fruits to him."

This was what Keza had said to the other girls in the kitchen who were complaining that they should be the one to go to Byron's room.

'She chose me because I'm pure. Because I cannot betray her. What's she gonna think?'

These thoughts prompted her to desperately try to wriggle herself out of Byron's grip, but instead of doing that, she felt a desire within her to cling to him and never let go.

'What's happening to me? What's he doing to my body? Why can't I control it?

She unintentionally bit her lower lip, unable to decide if the strange sensations in her lower body and her chest were something good for her, or something she should run away from.

On the other hand, the beautiful creature in front of her decided to flash her a smile, making things even more difficult for her.

'Are males really human? What kind of human are they? How can they be this beautiful?'

'O, Goddess! Why does his smile make my heart flutter?'

Of course, this was her first time setting her eyes upon a male, a creature she had heard too many good stories about.

Apparently, some girls would become extremely happy just by thinking or dreaming about this creature.

She had always laughed at those girls, but now she knew she would never forget this moment.

'They were right! No. Actually, they said little. This creature is even more beautiful, more… dangerously attractive!'

The creature brought its face closer to hers and the strange feeling in her body got even worse as she laid her eyes on its lips.

They looked soft, the colour of cherries and...

'Why is he getting so close?'

Your Highness, you're making me uncomfortable! These were the words she should have been saying to him. She should have pushed her head backwards, jumped to her feet and left the room.

But why did she feel stuck?

Byron was edging slowly toward her face, his gaze holding hers, but also staring at her sensual lips, plump and like wet strawberries.

He was giving her time to consent.

Eventually, his lips met hers and he devoured her for a few seconds, choosing to remain outside.

A few seconds later, he pulled back and said, "I've done nothing to you. What you feel is natural. That's the joy that's in the outside world. That's why the others want to leave this realm. It happens when someone like you meets someone like me, and they're many people out there like me."

The girl fluttered her long eyelashes, flabbergasted.

"Is... Is it... Are we having s-sex?" she mumbled.

Byron let out a chuckle. "It's just the beginning. Sex is another level. It's where the real enjoyment happens."

Her cheeks were already flushed red, but Bryon's words made her entire face look like a tomato.

"No! No! Please stop! I cannot have sex. What if Keza finds out? What if..."

Byron planted another kiss on her lips, muffling her words.

He then left her on the bed and hurried toward the exit, locked the door and came right back.

"There! We won't get caught!"

"But if I take long to return they will get suspicious," she complained, but that's not what she really wanted to say.

'Why do I feel relieved?'

Just now, she had thought that her actions had driven him away, but when he just locked the door and came back, she felt so relieved. So happy!

'O, Goddess! Deliver me from this temptation!'

'Give me the strength to overcome these sinful sensations.'

'Give me the courage to leave this room still pure! Lay thy merciful hands upon my head and...'

The girl sat frozen as the beautiful creature approached her, once again both unable and unsure of what to do.

"Shall I?" asked the creature , his breath tingling her skin. He was so close. Very close.

She knew she had to say no, but it got stuck in her throat and she found herself nodding and PAH, he kissed her again, this time bestowing upon his tongue the blessing to enter her mouth.

The purple mist, invisible to her, was still at work, but now even his hands joined in the race, gently fondling her bountiful breasts through her soft dress.

The girl closed her eyes, but still, all she could see was that beautiful face with its chiseled features, his godly emerald jewels for eyes and...

He pinched her nipple right then and she found herself doing something she never knew she could do.

Moaning.

"Hmn!"

'Thank Calliope his lips muffled it! Oh, Goddess help me, please.'

She felt like crying. How could something hurt so good? How could she be that shameful to allow someone to touch her breasts and...

Worse, touch her tender part.

'Cause that's what Byron was doing right now.

After he pinched her nipple, he immediately went for her honeypot. Through her soft dress, he slid his fingers between her legs and started caressing...

Time was of the essence, so he pulled her dress down, careful not to ruin it, then he parted his lips from hers and started sucking her aroused pink nipples from one to another.

"Your Highness, please stop!"

"Oh, Goddess... Oh, yes~ oh, Goddess~"

"Your Highness please! We... W-w shouldn't be doing this."

Despite her words, she made no effort to stop him.

Time was of the essence, so Byron didn't linger much on her breasts.

After sucking each of her nipples for half a minute, he pushed her in the middle of the bed, pulled off what he could call white soft panties, revealing her beautiful pale flower.

When he pushed his finger inside, he found it to be pink and so wet as a river.

He looked at her as he pushed the finger in and out, then, "How does it feel?" he asked.

'O, sweet Goddess!' she thought, her face burning with shame. 'Why do I find it so good?'

She couldn't say that though.

"Your Highness please..."

Byron immediately pulled the finger from her honeypot and pushed it into her mouth, interrupting her. "How does it taste? Do you still want to tell me to stop?"

He pulled the finger out of her mouth.

"Do you really want me to stop right now?"

She shook her head, her lips pouted.

"Then I don't want to hear you saying you want me to stop again. Just enjoy."

"But if we get caught they..."

"I locked the door, remember?"

"But..."

Byron immediately pushed his finger inside her mouth again.

This finger belonged to his right hand, so he used the one from his left one on his lips to show her that she needed to shut up and enjoy.

"Help me take off my clothes!" he ordered.