Yandere Levelling in Her World-Chapter 162 - 163: Hostage sex (R-18)

The Queen's tongue traced one last slow circle around Ren's softening cock, gathering the final traces of his release with a satisfied hum that vibrated through his thighs.

Her compound eyes gleamed with possessive triumph as she rose above him, breasts swaying heavily, nectar still dripping in thick strands from her swollen pussy.

Ren lay panting on the petal bed, chest heaving, mind foggy with afterglow. For a heartbeat he almost forgot the danger. Almost.

Then the stinger tail uncoiled from his thigh and snapped around his waist like a whip. Before he could react, the Queen lifted him again, cradling him against her warm, striped body. Her wings beat once, twice, carrying them upward toward the towering flower's glowing core.

A single massive petal unfurled like a living door, revealing a soft golden chamber within. The Queen slipped inside, the petal sealing silently behind them.

Outside, hundreds of worker hornets swarmed in frantic spirals around the flower, buzzing with desperate hunger.

They could sense their queen's ecstasy, smell the rich essence she was producing, but they were too simple-minded to understand. They only knew hunger and that their queen was the only one that could refill their hunger.

Inside, the air was thick and sweet, lit by veins of bioluminescent sap pulsing through the flower's walls. Shadows of the Queen and Ren danced across the translucent petals visible to the outside world as silhouettes locked in intimate struggle.

The Queen set Ren down on a bed of velvety stamens that cushioned his back like silk. He barely had time to draw breath before she straddled his chest, knees pinning his arms. Her face lowered to his, lips parting.

"Wait..." Ren started.

Too late. Another flood of thick, glowing honey poured from her mouth into his. He swallowed reflexively, the taste exploding across his tongue floral, electric, addictive. Heat detonated in his core, racing through his veins like liquid fire.

His cock, which had barely softened, surged back to painful hardness in seconds. His thoughts began to blur at the edges.

"No… shit…" he gasped when she finally pulled away. "This stuff… it's making me stupid…"

The Queen only buzzed softly, pleased. She shifted lower, positioning herself over his throbbing erection. Her pussy lips swollen, glistening, dripping brushed the tip of his cock once, twice, coating him in warm nectar.

Then she sank down.

Ren's back arched off the stamens as her impossibly hot pussy, slick heat swallowed him whole in one smooth glide. There was no resistance, no friction, only perfect movement, wet suction that squeezed him from root to tip. Her inner walls rippled around him like living silk, milking him immediately.

"Fuck!" he choked.

The Queen began to move.

She rode him with slow, deliberate rolls of her hips at first, breasts bouncing heavily with each descent. Every time she bottomed out, his cockhead pressed against something deep inside her soft, spongy, pulsing. Her womb mouth, he realized dimly. Kissing him. Sucking at him greedily.

Glowing nectar gushed around their joining with every thrust, soaking his balls, his thighs, the stamens beneath them. The wet sounds were obscene

*schlick *schlick *schlick

echoing in the chamber.

Her stinger hovered inches above his throat, curved and gleaming, ready to strike if he resisted. A constant reminder: pleasure or death. Maybe both.

Ren's hands gripped her striped thighs, fingers digging into smooth yellow skin. He couldn't help thrusting up to meet her, chasing the overwhelming sensation even as warning bells screamed in his fading mind.

"Too… much…" he groaned. "You're gonna—ahh—kill me like this…"

The Queen only buzzed louder, pace quickening. Her wings fluttered rapidly, fanning hot air over his sweat-slick body.

She leaned forward, heavy breasts pressing against his chest, dark nipples dragging across his skin. Another kiss, more honey flooding his mouth. His vision swam.

He came again without warning, hips jerking as he spilled deep inside her. The Queen's entire body shuddered, inner walls clamping down in rhythmic pulses as she climaxed with him.

Fresh nectar squirted around his buried cock, drenching them both.

But his erection didn't flag. Not even slightly.

The Queen straightened, eyes glowing brighter. She resumed riding him immediately, harder now, breasts slapping against her chest with each bounce. The soft thing inside her womb greedily at his tip again, pulling another helpless groan from his throat.

Suprising thing to Ren was no cum leaked from her pussy despite him cumming buckets inside her.

Almost as if something inside her body was absorbing all the cum. It was a weird thing but Ren didn't pay it that much thought because he had more urgent matters to think about.

This wasn't going to stop.

She would drain him dry, just like Drain had warned.

Panic cut through the lust-fog like a blade.

Ren's hand fumbled at his side, fingers closing around the thin needle-like dagger Drain had slipped into his pocket earlier. He drew it slowly, carefully, keeping his movements masked by the Queen's rhythmic motions.

The Queen didn't notice. She was lost in her own pleasure, head thrown back, wings beating wildly, nectar pouring from her in waves.

Ren took a steadying breath. Focused.

Then he activated his domain that he got from Huntress Domain which was Kyouka's ability.

The air inside the flower shimmered faintly as a perfect sphere of invisible force expanded around them, his Simple Domain. Within its bounds, no attack would miss its target. No movement would fail.

The Queen sensed the shift in mana. Her head snapped down, compound eyes narrowing.

Ren moved.

He twisted beneath her, using her downward thrust against her. The dagger flashed upward in a precise arc, slicing clean through the base of her stinger tail just above where it joined her body.

Severed, the deadly appendage fell away with a wet thud, still twitching.

The Queen screamed a high, piercing buzz that rattled the flower walls. Pain and rage twisted her beautiful face. She lunged forward, claws raking for his throat, wings beating furiously.

Ren rolled with her momentum, using her weight to flip their positions. He came up behind her, one arm locking around her slender neck, the needle dagger now pressed firmly against the soft spot beneath her jaw.

"Stop," he growled in her ear. "Or I finish it."

The Queen froze, trembling with pain and fury. Black ichor seeped from the stump of her tail, staining the stamens.

Outside, the worker hornets went berserk at their queen's scream, slamming against the petal walls in frantic waves.

Ren tightened his hold. "You understand me, don't you? You're not like the others. You're smart."

A low, hateful hiss vibrated from her throat.

"Good." He pressed the dagger just enough to draw a bead of ichor. "Then listen carefully. You're no use to me dead. Tell one of your daughters to bring me a single drop of the flower's essence. Pure. Controlled dose. Do that, and I let you live."

The Queen's body tensed. She hissed again, longer this time defiant.

Ren dug the blade deeper. "I'm not asking."

She struggled suddenly, wings battering at him, claws scraping his forearm. For a terrifying moment he nearly lost his grip.

"Stop!" he snarled. "I will do it! I will do it!"

The blade almost piereced the queen's neck, few drop of black ichor leaking from her body.

The buzzing changed pitch, submission.

Ren eased the pressure slightly. "Go on, monster. Even you want to live, don't you? Same as me. Soon as I'm sure I'll survive this, I'll leave you be. Sorry about the stinger. I didn't have a choice."

Another displeased hiss, but weaker now.

The petal door unfurled. Together, Ren still holding her from behind, dagger at her throat—they emerged onto the outer platform of the flower.

The swarm quieted instantly at the sight of their injured queen. Hundreds of compound eyes fixed on them.

Drain stepped out from the bushes, clothes disheveled, cheeks flushed, one hand still idly adjusting her pants. She surveyed the scene with a slow, appreciative grin.

"Good work, lad," she called up, voice rich with amusement. "You really are an exceptional pretty boy. No wonder you ended up in my care after all. No ordinary person survives that kind of mess."

Ren didn't respond. His eyes stayed locked on the hovering workers, dagger steady against the Queen's neck.

"Do it!" With the dagger still close to her neck, Ren ordered the queen to bring him the essence that would stop his heart for a few seconds.

One worker approached cautiously, carrying a single glowing droplet of pure flower essence in its tiny mandibles. Ren knew he could not take the dose here. After all, if she died here, the hornets would attack him.

Ren nodded.

"Drain, let's take this hornet with us. We will let it go once I fulfill my objective. Queen, you have my promise on that," Ren muttered, but the queen hissed as if in disapproval.

"I'm being respectful here because I know you can understand me. Don't make me say it again. We will take your hornet, and once things are done, I'll release her. Also, you'd better not follow us, because if you do, humans will come and fully eradicate your race now that I know you're injured."

Ren laughed like a villain after muttering those words. With the queen still held hostage, Ren backed away, and as soon as they were far enough from the hornets, he let go of the queen and started running, holding the hornet that carried the essence inside a cage.

"That went well! I really thought you would die there," Drain muttered with a big smile on her face, as if she had witnessed something interesting.

"You wish. I will heal and make you answer my questions," Ren muttered with an equally amused smile, as if he were enjoying the whole thing.