Yandere Levelling in Her World-Chapter 142 - 143: Nina Raj (R-18)

The dim light of Ren's room cast soft shadows across Nina Raj's brown skin. She was seated on Ren's lap facing him, her chest heaving, one dark nipple glistening from Ren's mouth. His tongue traced lazy circles around the sensitive peak before he pulled away with a wet pop, letting the cool air hit her wet skin.

Nina shuddered, her thighs clenching involuntarily.

"S-so… my story," she began, voice trembling as she fought to string words together. "It's… it's not that interesting. I'm nothing like Astrid or Lan Jia. They're legends. I'm just… ordinary."

Ren's lips curled into a slow, predatory smile. He lifted his head from her breast, his black hair falling over one eye as he stared down at her. "Ordinary?" He let the word roll off his tongue like it amused him. "You're interesting enough to me, great guild leader Nina Raj."

The title was deliberate, sharp, a reminder of who she was outside this room, the iron-fisted leader of one of the strongest guilds in the country and what she was now, naked, trembling, soaked, and utterly at his mercy.

Nina's cheeks burned. She bit her lip, looking away. "You already know my name…"

"I want to hear it from you," Ren murmured, tracing a finger down the center of her chest, between her breasts, down to her navel. "Who are you? Where are you from? Humor me."

She swallowed hard. "My father… he was an Indian breeder. Smuggled here when he was young. My mother was a Japanese hunter. You won't see many like me around here."

Ren tilted his head, eyes glinting. "A mix. Yeah, I figured that from the name. Nina Raj… it's beautiful." His hand slid lower, brushing the trimmed patch of hair between her legs. "So how does a half-Indian, half-Japanese girl end up running Valkyrie Fang?"

Nina's breath hitched as his fingers teased her. "L-lot of blood… sweat… when Astrid left...no, when she abandoned us to go do her insane things, people thought the guild would collapse. Half the veterans wanted to sell it off. The other half wanted to install some puppet. I… I fought for it."

Ren leaned down, pressing open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone, her throat, her jaw. "So you clawed your way to the top. My fierce little guild leader…I heard you show who is the boss to those veterans." His teeth grazed her earlobe. "Do you miss her? Astrid?"

Nina let out a soft, appreciative moan as his lips found the sensitive spot beneath her ear. "I… I respect her. She built this place. But she left us. I had to—"

"Have you ever sucked a dick before, Nina?" Ren asked suddenly, voice low and dangerous.

Her eyes snapped open. For a second, the old Nina, the one who lied through her teeth in negotiations, who smirked when men underestimated her almost answered with her usual bravado: *Of course. Dozens.*

But then she looked at him.

Really looked.

And the lie died in her throat.

She shook her head slowly, cheeks flaming. "N-no… I haven't."

Ren's grin widened, sharp and wolf-like. "Good girl."

He sat up, leaning back against the headboard, legs spread. His pants were already straining at the front.

"Then get on your knees in front of me," he said softly. "I'll teach you everything. I'll train you to be the best woman...my woman."

The words hit her like a spell.

Nina's eyes rolled back slightly. A sharp, full-body shudder ran through her, and then (god help her) she *squirted*, a hot gush soaking Ren's lap and the sheets beneath them. Her face twisted into something raw and obscene, mouth open in a silent scream as she came just from his voice.

Ren chuckled darkly, patting her trembling thigh. "That's two so far, baby. Two orgasms. That means you get two things you're allowed to do with my cock tonight. Now get down there and unbuckle my pants like a good girl."

Nina slid off the bed on shaky legs, dropping to her knees between his thighs. Her hair spilled over her shoulders, framing her flushed face and glassy eyes. She looked up at him the great guild leader on her knees, lips parted, trembling and reached for his belt with reverent fingers.

Her hands were shaking just from imagining what she is about to witness. She haven't seen many dicks before. She haven't partaken in the little campfire parties where they abuse a man. She always felt uninterested. She felt she needed something else and that was until she met Ren. The man who is controlling her now.

The buckle clinked open.

The zipper came down slowly.

And then his cock sprang free like it had been caged for years, thick, long, veined, already leaking at the tip. It nearly slapped her in the face.

Nina's breath caught. Her pupils dilated.

Ren reached down and patted her head gently. "First, use your hands and your spit. Get me nice and wet. Move your hands up and down. Slowly."

She obeyed instantly.

But she didn't really know what to do. She looked at Ren and realize she had to impress him, so she decided to do things she heard her guild members were dreaming to do to a man, if they can last more than ten seconds.

Her soft hands wrapped around his shaft, both of them barely grabbing the full girth. She spat into her palm, then again, letting it drip down his shaft before stroking him with slow, worshipful pumps. Her tongue peeked out to wet her lips as she stared at it, mesmerized.

Ren groaned softly. "That's it… good girl."

After a few seconds, he clicked his tongue. "Not enough. You earned one free choice, Nina. Do whatever you want with it."

She froze for half a second, thinking.

Nina started to think what she wanted instead of doing what other people wanted to do. She started to look all over Ren's dick until her eyes landed somewhere interesting.

Then, without warning, she dropped lower way lower nd pressed her tongue flat against his balls.

Ren's eyes widened. "Oh? So you went *there*?"

Nina didn't answer with words. She moaned like a starved woman, dragging her tongue over his heavy sack, licking and sucking like she was addicted. One of her hands slipped between her own thighs, fingers plunging into her dripping pussy as she masturbated shamelessly on the floor.

"F-fuck…" Ren hissed, head falling back. The sensation was immaculate but he knew this is more like edging because this wouldn't make him to cum.

Nina came again hard, her whole body jerking as she cried out against his balls, juices splattering the wooden floor beneath her. Her face was a mess tears, spit, pure lust

Ren grinned down at her, voice rough. "Gobble the whole thing, Nina. Show me how deep you can go."

She didn't hesitate.

Nina pulled back just long enough to peel his foreskin all the way down with trembling fingers, then opened her mouth wide and took him in, inch by thick inch until her nose pressed against his pelvis.

No gag. No resistance.

Just pure, overwhelming submission.

Her throat fluttered around him. Tears streamed down her cheeks, but her eyes, goddess, her eyes were rolled back in total bliss.

Inside her mind, a war raged.

*This… this isn't normal. Men aren't supposed to be like this. Cocks aren't supposed to be this big, this perfect. I'm the guild leader. I've killed S rank monsters. I've crushed anyone who dared to stand against my guild...our guild. I've never—*

Another thrust of his hips and her thoughts shattered.

She was drooling around him now, spit dripping down her chin, onto her breasts. Her fingers still worked between her legs like she couldn't stop.

Ren's hand tightened in her hair. "Look at you," he whispered, voice thick with satisfaction. "The great Nina Raj… choking on my dick like it's the only thing that matters anymore."

She whimpered around him, a broken, needy sound.

He glanced to the side, where his system interface floated invisibly to everyone but him.

[Nina Raj]

[Affection: 50 → 67]

Ren's grin turned feral.

He pulled her off his cock with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting her swollen lips to his tip.

"Open your mouth," he ordered. "Stick out your tongue."

Nina obeyed instantly, kneeling there like a perfect pet, tongue out, eyes glassy, pussy dripping onto the floor.

Ren leaned forward and spat directly into her waiting mouth.

She moaned like she'd been given ambrosia, swallowing greedily.

"Good girl," he murmured, petting her hair. "Now say thank you."

"Thank you, Ren," she whispered, voice hoarse and trembling. "Thank you for letting me taste you…"

He cupped her cheek, thumb brushing her lips. "You're mine now, Nina. You know that, right?"

She nodded slowly, eyes locked on his. "Yes… I'm yours."

Ren leaned back, spreading his legs wider. "Then keep going. Show me how deep your loyalty goes."

And Nina proud, untouchable, unbreakable Nina Raj dove back down without a second thought, taking him to the root again, her throat squeezing around him as she lost herself completely.

Because some women break.

Some women bend.

And some women (like Nina) finally find the man strong enough to make them kneel.

And they never want to stand up again and Ren knew he hit the jackpot finding a woman like that in this world where most women want to dominate the man and make him a slave to their need.