Neo counted slowly to twenty, his eyes fixed on the spot where Nara had stood moments before. "Go hide," he said. She darted off at once, still feeling the deep ache between her legs. The memory of his long cock kissing her cervix stayed vivid—nothing like her husband’s, which had never reached halfway inside her. Under the bed she pressed herself flat, slapped her own cheeks hard, and whispered, "Focus on the game." A new idea came: the moment Neo got close she would shift and sprint for another spot.
She watched his legs enter the room. When he turned away for a second she slipped out, hurried behind the heavy curtain, and held her breath. Neo saw the thick curve of her breasts and the wide flare of her hips outlined against the fabric. He almost laughed. She had not noticed him. He grabbed the curtain and yanked it up.
"Surprise."
Nara’s eyes went wide. She jumped at him, locked her legs around his waist, and crushed her mouth to his. Neo’s hands sank into the heavy flesh of her ass, lifting her easily. He thrust up hard, driving every inch of his thick cock into her until his balls slapped against her. She was still soaked and open from earlier. He pounded her against the wall, feeling her inner walls flutter and grip. When he came he flooded her deep, the pulse of his cock strong and steady. He slapped one full cheek and growled, "Such a great woman. Milking me like this... I almost envy Mark."
Pride lit her face. She kissed him again, voice low and raw. "Yours is the biggest cock I’ve tried—and I’ve only tried two."
Neo grinned, slapped her ass once more, and carried her to the bed. He folded her into a tight mating press, knees pinned beside her ears, and fucked her without pause. Every thrust made her moan loud enough to fill the room. His muscular arms and broad shoulders flexed above her; sweat ran down the hard lines of his chest and the thick columns of his thighs. Each time his cock swelled and twitched he came again, pumping more seed into her already flooded cunt.
Three days passed the same way. They fucked in the kitchen against the counter, on the dinner table with plates shoved aside, in the bathroom under the spray, on the open beach with sand sticking to their skin, in the hotel hallway where anyone might walk by, and once in the shallow waves of the sea. Neo made certain every load stayed inside her. By the end of the third day Nara’s pussy had reshaped itself around the length and girth of his cock; when he pulled out, thick white cum leaked down her thighs in steady streams while he watched.
On the morning of the fourth day they both knew the vacation was over. A carriage waited outside the hotel. It carried them back to Zod’s castle. The moment they stepped through the gates the faces around them were heavy with grief. Neo walked straight to Beatrix.
"What happened?"
She flinched, glanced at Nara, then stepped closer to the other woman. "I am sorry. Your husband is dead."
Shock drained the color from Nara’s face. Her eyes went hollow. She dropped to her knees. "Mark? How?"
Neo stood frozen. Mark had been a sword saint—strong, skilled. Zod himself approached, voice steady but tired.
"He died protecting me from a rival noble I provoked. As his wife you will receive full compensation."
Neo rested a hand on Nara’s shoulder. "You can come to my room any time if you need someone to talk to."
She nodded once. Zod handed her a heavy golden bag. Nara weighed it, then gave a short, bitter laugh. "Mark... you were only worth this much." Every person nearby lowered their eyes. She turned to Zod. "I will leave now and continue working as your guard."
Zod nodded. Nara walked toward her old rooms. The others scattered to their own places. Neo sighed, returned to his chamber, and dropped onto the bed.
"Time to finish the system task," he muttered. He scrolled through his skill list, then decided the best chance to catch Zod without protection was through Beatrix’s room. He stood, ready to go, when a knock sounded at the door.
He opened it. Nara threw herself against him, arms locked around his neck, body shaking with sobs.
"I feel like a slut. I was enjoying sex with another man while my husband died fighting a monster. I don’t know what to do next or where to go. The only person I can trust in this demon kingdom is you. All the others are liars."
Neo held her, rubbing slow circles on her back. "I hear you. Sit on the bed with me. Tell me everything."
They sat side by side on the edge of the mattress. Nara poured out years of good moments and bad ones with Mark—laughing through some, crying through others. Neo listened without interrupting, steady and quiet.
When she finished she let out a long breath. Mark was gone. She could search for some legendary item that revived the dead, but she had no idea where to start or how strong she would need to become. Neo squeezed her shoulder.
"I own a tribe in the main forest. You could go there, think things through, talk with my harem. It might help."
Her eyes widened. A harem? She still wanted him—Mark’s death was fresh, yet she was a woman alone in a strange land. She had already imagined seducing Neo, becoming his woman, buying a house in the demon kingdom and staying. The news of a harem stopped that thought cold. She shook her head. Returning to the human world was safer. Staying here while her heart was this raw would only hurt her more.
"Can you take me to your tribe?" she asked. "Just so I can think for a while."
"I can," Neo said.
Nara bit her lip. "Stand up for a moment."
He rose. She looked at the bed. "I’ll sleep here. I can’t face the bed I shared with Mark. His scent would only make me cry harder."
Neo nodded, pulled the blanket over her, and promised he would return soon so they could leave together. She closed her eyes. He slipped out, then ran hard toward Beatrix’s room. When he reached the corridor he saw the door already open a crack. He eased it wider. Inside, Beatrix stood in the center of the floor, a set of knives in her hands, moving through sharp training forms. Neo cursed under his breath—could the maid never sleep? His gaze moved past her to the desk, then to the bed. The best path was clear: slip under the bed and crawl toward the desk.
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