How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World-Chapter 442: Estrone (2)

The heat cycle of beastfolk is somewhat unique.

While ordinary people can simply relieve their accumulated sexual desire and be done with it, beastfolk experience a level of desire during their heat that seems endlessly replenished.

Once they engage in intercourse, they pour all their stamina and energy solely into sex.

In other words, to subdue a beastfolk in heat through sex alone, you must first exhaust them—ensuring their recovery can’t keep up with their arousal.

In that regard, Leona, being a half-breed, wasn’t as extreme.

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After briefly passing out and regaining consciousness, her rationality had returned.

“Good?”

“Haa… yeah.”

“Hehe.”

Of course, that didn’t mean their first night was over.

Again, Leona was a half-breed with beastfolk blood—a race with unrivaled physical prowess.

Whether in stamina, strength, or regenerative abilities, they were an exceptional species.

Naturally, their bodies were sturdy, which also meant they could last a long time in bed.

Leona was no exception.

Though the sacred fragrance had restored her reason, her heat hadn’t been fully relieved.

Swish… swish…

Leona’s long tail coiled around Isaac’s shaft, moving up and down—an act only possible for beastfolk.

With her chin resting on her hand, she watched the scene unfold from the front, occasionally glancing up to check Isaac’s reaction.

Isaac’s breath grew ragged from the unfamiliar stimulation.

Though he had requested it himself, the pleasure exceeded his expectations. The tail’s uniquely fluffy texture stimulated not just his length but also the head.

“Haaah…”

Giggling, Leona took the tip into her mouth while his shaft remained wrapped in her tail.

Lick… suck… slurp…

“Ngh…!”

With the head in her mouth and the shaft being stroked by her tail, it felt like he could erupt at any moment.

It was a sensation he had never experienced before—and unfamiliar sensations always brought overwhelming stimulation.

Isaac watched as Leona sucked and nibbled on him like he was a delicious ice cream.

He had learned this during their time together: she had a particular fondness for fellatio.

Once she reached climax, she would always clean him up by swallowing him whole.

When he asked why, she simply said it tasted good. Apparently, his scent was irresistibly appealing to her.

“Guh…!”

Gush! Gush! Gush!

Unable to hold back any longer, Isaac released thickly into her mouth.

He grabbed her head and pulled her close. Though her tail was still coiled around him, preventing her from taking him fully, most of it disappeared down her throat.

Whether lost in heat or maintaining rationality like now, deep throating was always an option.

“Pwah.”

Leona spat out his shaft, then closed her eyes and swirled the remaining cum in her mouth before swallowing.

Gulp.

“Bleh~”

Finally, she opened her mouth wide to show him—only sticky saliva remained inside.

The sight of her having consumed every last drop of his seed only made him throb harder.

Whether it was the medicine Musk had given him or his divine energy, despite having ejaculated multiple times, his cock remained rock-hard.

Seeing this, Leona smirked mischievously before quietly turning around.

Then, she enticingly swayed her hips, presenting her plump rear.

Her dripping slit still trailed strands of cum—though her womb was already packed full, her belly slightly bulging, she still craved more.

“Hurry and put it in, husband. I’m still hungry.”

“Hahaha…”

This bitch—no, this cat-like woman. Like an animal, she knew exactly what a male desired. How could his energy not surge when tempted like this?

Isaac approached her, his cock standing tall, then gripped it and aimed precisely before thrusting his hips forward.

Schlick!

“Kyaaah~♡”

At the sudden pleasure, Leona’s ears and tail shot straight up—followed by lewd moans. Isaac reveled in the slickness of her cum-filled cunt.

Though it was winter and the sun rose late, it was almost time to sleep.

Having started their “rain and clouds” session since evening, their stamina had been thoroughly drained.

At the very least, Leona’s heat had finally ended. Now, she simply sought pleasure through sex.

Squelch! Squish! Splat!

The sound of fluids splashing.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

The impact of hips against flesh.

“Nyaah! Kyah! Hahh! Ahn!”

Leona’s obscene cries combined with the lewd sight of her backside made for overwhelming stimulation—both visually and audibly.

“You really love being fucked like an animal, don’t you, Leona?”

“Hahh! Yes! Yes! This is the best! Ngh—ahh!”

After spending the whole night together, Isaac had learned something: Leona loved doggy-style the most.

Perhaps because of her beastfolk blood, being taken like an animal excited her the most.

Isaac, too, was satisfied—he could freely enjoy her swaying tail while claiming her from behind.

Squeeze!

“Hyaaah! H-Husband! M-My tail…!”

“What about it?”

“It’s sensitive…! Ngh—ahh!”

Thrust! Squelch! Slam!

Especially when her tail was touched, Leona became even more sensitive.

For beastfolk, tails were a part only permitted to be touched by one’s spouse—meaning even the slightest contact was intensely stimulating.

The moment Isaac grabbed it, her walls clenched even tighter around him.

Smack! Slam! Smack!

“Hahh! Ngaah! Aaah! Kyahh!”

Pulling her tail back while pistoning his hips made her scream in pleasure.

This alone would have been enough, but Isaac wasn’t done yet.

First, he grabbed her shoulders and yanked her back against him, pressing their bodies flush together.

Maintaining balance, he then groped her ample breasts.

Already overwhelmed by his thrusts, having her chest teased as well made it impossible to endure.

But Isaac didn’t stop there.

“Hahh! Huh?!”

Grabbing her face, he turned her and locked her in a deep, passionate kiss.

Though startled at first, Leona soon welcomed his invading tongue. Their mouths tangled like snakes, exchanging saliva, kissing with beastly abandon.

“Ngh—?!”

Already dazed from the kiss, a new stimulation from below sent her reeling.

Isaac was experienced, having been with countless women. He didn’t rely solely on his sturdy lower body—his mouth and hands were just as skilled.

While kissing her deeply, one hand fondled her breasts while the other traveled downward.

His cock was still plunging in and out, but that wasn’t his target. Instead, his fingers sought her shyly exposed clit.

Rub… pinch… flick…

“Nghh! Hahh! Uuuhh!”

Leona’s entire body trembled, assaulted from all sides.

Her mouth, her chest, her pussy—pleasure struck simultaneously, leaving her unable to focus on any single sensation.

Even if it wasn’t her first time, there was no way to grow accustomed to this kind of skill.

Feeling like she might break, Leona thrashed—yet despite her resistance, her hands only gripped Isaac’s head tighter, pulling him closer.

Though her mind said no, her body was honest.

Thrust! Squelch! Slam!

“Uuuhh! Hahh! I-I’m…!”

Before Leona could even cry out, Isaac forcefully rammed into her cervix.

Squelch!

“Hohh…!”

Her vision whited out. With her mind already on the verge of collapse, this finishing move shattered what little resistance remained.

“Guh—ahh…!”

Leona let out a strange, broken moan. Her eyes rolled back, her body shuddering violently.

“…Hehe.”

Her expression twisted into something between crying and laughing before she collapsed, utterly spent.

Overwhelmed by pleasure, she couldn’t even form coherent sounds—only trembling intermittently as aftershocks wracked her body.

Smack! Slam! Slam!

“Hahh… ahh… nyaah…”

Even as Leona lay weakened by orgasm, Isaac didn’t stop. Gripping her arms, he continued thrusting relentlessly.

Though half-conscious, Leona still whimpered at the sensations pulsing through her abused cunt.

Throb! Gush! Gush!

With one final, powerful thrust, Isaac released inside her once more.

Her womb already filled to bursting, cum now spilled out in thick streams.

They had gone at it for so long—he had lost count of how many times he had come.

Had she not taken contraceptives beforehand, she would have been pregnant several times over by now.

Thud.

When Isaac finally let go, Leona collapsed onto the bed, utterly motionless—not even the strength to twitch.

Only her lower lips continued to spurt his cum in thick pulses, a testament to just how much he had filled her.

‘This should be enough.’

Isaac glanced at the window—dawn was breaking, the clock nearing 8 AM.

It was probably time to clean up.

Just as he tried to quietly get up—

“Nngh…”

Leona, who had briefly passed out, began to stir.

Pushing herself up on shaky arms, she blinked drowsily.

Isaac froze.

She had just fainted—how was she already awake? Normally, any other woman would have been dead to the world until afternoon.

But Leona was a beastfolk. Their innate stamina allowed her to recover almost instantly.

“…Isaac. No—husband.”

The moment she regained consciousness, she sought him out—calling him not by name but husband, signaling she still wasn’t satisfied.

Indeed, she rolled onto her back and spread her legs, presenting herself.

Squelch.

With both hands, she parted her dripping folds, cum still oozing out in lewd spurts—a sight lewd enough to excite him all over again.

At the sight, Isaac’s slightly wilted member stood tall once more. How could anyone resist after seeing that?

“…Want more?”

“…Yeah.”

In response to Isaac’s question, Leona shyly turned her head and answered.

A side of her that contrasted with her usual confident demeanor—revealing a different kind of charm.

By the clock, they should stop here.

But was there anything more important than the request of the woman he loved?

With that thought, Isaac tensed his member, flaunting its vigor. Leona gulped as she watched the sight. Just how monstrous was his stamina?

Truthfully, Leona was already running on empty.

But she wanted to feel Isaac’s limits for herself, so she mustered every last bit of strength she had left.

Thanks to her heat, burning through her energy was easy—the real issue was the aftermath.

Schlick

“Ngh…”

As Isaac rubbed his firmly erect length against her slit, Leona let out a shallow moan.

Even just the sensation of his shaft gliding over her sensitive flesh sent electric tingles through her body.

Schlorp

Eventually, the tip slowly pressed into her entrance.

Unlike before, he didn’t thrust in abruptly but took his time, teasingly slow.

For a moment, Leona felt frustrated by the agonizing pace—but it didn’t take long for her to realize this, too, was part of his mischief.

“H-Hurry…!”

Thrust!

The moment she spoke, his cock plunged in deep.

Leona jolted at the sudden, head-spinning stimulation, nearly biting her tongue. Her body trembled before she instinctively clung to Isaac as he leaned over her.

Schlick! Squelch! Slap!

“Ngh! Ah! Ah! Ah!”

Lewd sounds filled the air again.

Just like before, Leona wrapped her limbs around Isaac, who embraced her in turn and thrust hard into her. And so, another round of beastly mating ensued…

“Haaaah!!”

Leona reached her peak once more. But…

“Want another round?”

“O-One more time…”

She passed out, then woke up again.

“Ahh♡ One more… Fuck me harder♡”

And then another.

“Ghk! Gulp! Slurp! Schlup!”

Sometimes, she even took his thick length all the way down her throat. Isaac indulged her every request.

But even if their bodies could handle it, time was running out—dawn was approaching.

So, Isaac switched tactics.

“Ngh… Hah?! Ahh!”

The moment Leona showed signs of regaining consciousness, he immediately buried himself inside her—keeping her from fully waking, pushing her back into a deep, exhausted slumber.

Schlorp! Squelch! Slap!

“Ahh! Nyaah! I—I…! Hyaaah!”

He tried various positions, from her favorite doggy style to more stamina-draining ones.

The standing carry was the most grueling—despite her slender appearance, Leona weighed over 80kg.

Her body was pure muscle, and lifting her while exhausted was no easy feat.

“Leona. You good?”

“Grgl… Grgl…”

“Phew.”

After dozens of rounds, Leona finally collapsed into deep sleep, completely drained.

Isaac wiped away the streams of sweat dripping down his body, as if he’d just finished an intense workout.

A shower sounded heavenly—but the problem was Leona. Leaving her like this wasn’t an option, yet washing her risked waking her up.

‘…Guess I’ll have to clean her.’

Basic manners. Before lifting her in a princess carry, Isaac checked her condition.

Her belly was swollen far beyond just a slight bulge—it looked like she was genuinely pregnant.

If he pressed down, would cum gush out? The thought crossed his mind, but that was best saved for the bathroom.

And most importantly—throb!

“…Tch.”

Seeing her like that had gotten him worked up again.

A rare phenomenon—his lust overpowering his exhaustion. The medicine Musk had given him must’ve had some special effect.

Part of him wanted to take Leona while she was asleep, like he had with Arwen. But if she woke up, they’d be at it all afternoon.

‘Gotta resist.’

Just as Isaac resigned himself and reached for Leona—

Knock knock knock

[Isaac. It’s me. Can I come in?]

Mari, likely suspicious of how long they’d been at it, had arrived at the bedroom. Startled, Isaac turned toward the door.

[Coming in?]

Before he could react, Mari opened the door and stepped inside.

“Ugh, you didn’t even air out—”

Her words died as she froze at the sight before her.

Isaac, completely naked, wasn’t the issue.

Neither was Leona, fast asleep. What caught her eye was Leona’s heavily swollen lower belly—as if she were pregnant—and Isaac’s still-erect cock standing tall.

For a split second, the worst assumption flashed through Mari’s mind, but she dismissed it immediately.

Getting pregnant in less than a day was impossible. Instead, a different kind of jealousy bubbled up.

Her lips curled into a smile as she stared at Isaac. Her mouth smiled, but her eyes did not.

“…You went pretty rough, huh? Look at her belly.”

“W-Well… yeah?”

“Hmph.”

With a dismissive scoff, Mari closed the door and strode toward the bed.

“Ugh, why is she so heavy?”

“Mmmn…”

“Stop standing there like a dumb penguin and help me move her. You’re done, right?”

“Uh… yeah.”

For some reason, Mari seemed pissed. Isaac obliged, carrying Leona to the bath before leaving the rest to Mari—this was better handled by a woman than a man.

[Ugh, seriously. Just how much did you pump into her? I’ve never seen cum gush out like this when pressing her belly. Not even with me.]

Mari’s grumbling from the bathroom reached Isaac’s ears.

She seemed to be squeezing out every last drop from Leona’s womb. Standing awkwardly, a sudden question crossed his mind.

‘Why didn’t I go in with them?’

Wouldn’t it be better to wash together? Something felt off.

But that thought didn’t last long—thanks to the still-standing problem below his waist.

Whatever medicine Musk had given him, it refused to subside. It was like a permanent Viagra effect.

He wanted relief, but the memory of Leona’s face lingered in his mind.

Part of him wanted to watch cum spill from her pussy again—but Mari would scold him harshly for that.

As he stood there awkwardly, Mari returned after settling Leona in the bath.

She had hiked up her dress to keep the hem from getting wet, revealing her long, pale legs—as white as her silver hair.

Isaac’s gaze was drawn to them just as Mari approached, her face still sour with displeasure. And then—

Grip!

“Ghk?!”

She seized his erect cock in one firm hand. Isaac stared at her in shock as she puffed her cheeks and pushed him backward, step by step, until he fell onto the bed.

Mari never stopped stroking him, her skilled fingers gliding over his shaft—far more experienced than Leona.

“You never do this much with me.”

“Ngh… Mari?”

“Was that beast woman that good? Her belly was stuffed full of your cum.”

Schlap! Schlap! Schlap!

Her voice dripped with jealousy as she worked him over. Isaac was already on the edge from her expert handjob.

“I’ll let you have your fun with her for now… but just you wait. I’ll make sure you fill me up like that too. Got it?”

“Y-Yeah, I got it…!”

Schlorp!

“Ah!”

Now, she took him into her mouth. Tucking her hair behind her ear, she exposed her flushed skin—unknowingly adding to his stimulation.

Isaac threw his head back, panting.

Schlup! Schlurp! Slurp!

Unlike Leona’s animalistic blowjob, Mari’s technique was sly and serpentine, despite her smaller mouth.

She created suction, her tongue and fingers targeting the sensitive ridge beneath his tip—a weakness only she knew.

Throb! Throb!

Isaac couldn’t hold back any longer and came. Mari didn’t stop, milking him dry with her mouth, determined to squeeze out every last drop.

“Mmm… gulp. That’s quite a load after all that?”

She licked her lips with a satisfied smirk. Isaac, breathless, watched as she wiped her mouth—a single strand of silver hair sticking to her lips, making her look every bit the seductress.

“You’d better get me pregnant soon. I can’t stand this insecurity.”

Lick.

With that, she sucked his cum off her fingers and walked away.

It felt like a storm had passed—no, like a dam had overflowed. Thankfully, disaster was averted, but his body was utterly drained.

‘…I’d rather be the one passing out first.’

At this rate, he really might become public property.

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