Earth's SSS Pornstar to SSS Combat God in Another World-Chapter 52: The First Night of Blood and Desire (R-18)

Joji and Alaric left nothing out. Papers rose and drifted through the office while Duchess Rosalind recorded every detail with quiet precision, her quills moving fast.

Joji told it first. Alaric filled in what he missed. Names. Routes. The swamp. The boar king. The mansion. The donkey in trousers. The steel creature called Fourteen. Even the proof they had dragged home wrapped like a corpse in cloth.

Three hours later, even Rosalind’s sharp eyes looked strained.

Only then did Joji and Alaric finally let out a breath.

Daisy did not.

She stood off to the side with a sour look on her face, shooting Joji a glare whenever the story circled back to the Lady of the Swamp.

Alaric had been far too clear in his retelling, far too blunt for Joji’s comfort.

"The Lady did not spare me a single glance. Her eyes stayed on Joji, like..."

Joji shot him a look at once. Not hostile. Just the sort brothers understood without needing words. You are making trouble for me.

Alaric caught it and cleared his throat.

"Well, she may have looked at Joji as a threat. Yes. That must have been it. Like a dangerous fellow, which he is."

But the damage had already been done.

The thought lodged in Daisy’s chest like a thorn.

Before this, she had comforted herself with the idea that Joji’s rough edge would keep foolish women at a distance.

Now she could not stop picturing a witch in a mansion sinking into mud, dragging her man farther and farther away from her.

Daisy’s hands slowly curled into fists. It was not reason speaking now, but a woman’s instinct.

And that instinct told her something plain. If she stayed quiet and coy, then some other woman might steal what was hers.

The moment Rosalind dismissed them, Joji glanced at the water clock as it dripped toward three.

"Already afternoon?" he muttered with a sigh.

Before he could slip away, Daisy latched onto his arm and refused to let go.

Joji raised a brow at that, though he let her stay close.

When they stepped outside, the knights greeted them at once.

More than one of them noticed how openly Daisy clung to him, holding his arm tight and pressing close in a way meant for a wife, not a shy fiancée.

A few of the knights called out teasing remarks about how sweet the two of them looked. Daisy lifted her chin, almost proud to have their closeness noticed.

But the knights’ combat instincts told them trouble was brewing, so they wisely excused themselves.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Joji made his way to the quarters assigned to Walter among the Guards and Squires, then laid out the plan for the man’s new path.

The first thing, Joji said, was that Walter needed to lose weight.

He took up a quill and began listing exercises from Earth, simple but effective.

Push ups. Sit ups. Squats. Running.

Then he demonstrated each one himself.

Walter copied the movements while Joji watched closely. He did not let the man off easy, correcting every mistake until the form was clean.

Bad habits, once learned, were harder to kill than weakness.

He also asked Head Knight Gregorius to keep an eye on Walter, just to make sure the man did not lose heart once the soreness set in.

Gregorius agreed, then waved Joji off with a knowing look.

The Head Knight had seen that expression on the heiress before. It was the same look his own wife wore when she meant to give him an earful.

Clearly, Joji had upset Daisy, and Gregorius wanted no part in the storm that might follow. Women, in his experience, could erupt without warning.

After that, Joji paid Kobto and Kobluk what he owed them, two wagons’ worth of grain and meat, along with a thousand gold.

He asked one more favor of them as well, that they return in a week if possible for another collaboration. Both kobold agreed, though they promised no more than they knew they could deliver.

He arranged rooms for Lilina and Rizz close to his own. By the time he finally made it back to his room, he found Daisy already waiting inside.

Daisy rose, lifted the chair into place, barred the door, and resumed slipping out of her dress.

She wanted to be first. She needed to be. Daisy could be every bit as greedy as Joji, and tonight she wanted all of him before another woman could ever think to reach for what was hers.

"Did that witch touch you?" Daisy said.

"No. I only gave her a treatment," Joji said. His voice was flat and dismissive.

Daisy had listened to every word Joji had said to her in their very first tryst. Those words were burned into her mind.

Her pussy was small and that was a problem for him.

That was why she listened so intently to his every word. During the time Joji was away, Daisy would rush her jobs.

She did everything as hastily as possible so she could be alone.

Then she would lock herself in her room and touch herself for hours.

She put all her faith in this secret practice. She believed that by doing this all the time she would finally be able to take Joji inside her.

She wanted to be wide enough for his girth. She wanted to prove she was worthy of his love.

Before every meal, she endured the questioning look of her mother. Her face was constantly flushed from coming again and again in her room.

She had spent the morning coming until her legs were weak. The musk of her own release was a ghost that followed her to the table.

She sat in silence and picked at her food.

As soon as the plates were cleared, she fled back to her bedchamber.

She sought the solitary thrill of another session. Joji was a fever in her blood.

The image of his massive frame was enough to drive her to the edge of madness. She was a woman drowning in her own desire.

Joji looked at Daisy’s eyes. They were full of a raw desire for him. He knew Daisy had gone overboard with her private sessions.

He felt the heat between her legs and he smiled. Daisy had truly gone beyond his expectations.

She was like a gift already prepared for him to take.

"Daisy. I understand you want to do it right now. But would you be fine? You know I can’t give you any grand wedding right now," Joji asked.

He looked at her with a steady and searching gaze.

"It is alright if it is you. I can even let myself bear a child right now if that is what you want," Daisy said.

She was daring him to take her. She did not care about the gold or the guests. She only cared about the Joji. Her heart hammered against her ribs as she waited for his answer.

She had cast aside her pride for a chance to be his completely.

Joji then looked away. He felt Daisy was simply jealous of the witch.

Seeing Joji look away made Daisy’s heart jump in her chest.

"What is wrong? Do you not want me?" Daisy asked. Her voice was small and filled with a sudden dread.

Joji was only teasing her. He wanted to see her face of jealousy a little longer. Still, he knew Daisy would cry if he pushed her any further.

He reached out and hugged her tightly to calm her spirit. He felt her heart racing against his own.

"Daisy, you want to be always first when it comes to me, do you not?" Joji asked.

Daisy nodded frantically. Her eyes were fixed on his.

"You will need to listen and follow my lead. This might hurt a lot," Joji reminded her.

"I know the pain comes. My mother spoke of it with distaste. She said it was a burden to be endured. But Joji, I am not like her. I want your pleasure as much as my own. I see the hunger in your eyes when we kiss. I see how you watch me," Daisy said.

She was uncertain if Joji really wanted these trysts as much as she did. She was offering him her body and her loyalty in one breath.

Joji knew talk was cheap. He lifted Daisy’s naked body onto the bed. Daisy had long ago discovered where to put it. She led his long dick to her own opening.

"Relax. Let me do it," Joji said.

Joji then aimed himself at her hole. Daisy winced in pain. Blood bloomed even though Joji had not entered yet. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

The skin was tight and resistant. He probed first with his fingers.

With his experience, he knew the barrier was already thin.

Joji then put it in. He felt her flesh rip as he claimed his place.

Still, Joji wanted the whole of him inside her. Daisy felt herself being spread wider than she ever thought possible.

She pressed her hand against her abdomen. She could feel exactly how Joji had entered deep within her.

Joji was going in very slow to ensure she did not break. Daisy’s hands were cold as she clutched his arms and hands tight.

Halfway in, Joji could feel that her body could still take more. He looked down at their connection.

He saw her juices coating his dick in a thick cream. He saw the absolute trust in her face as she kept her eyes closed. Her legs hugged his hips tightly.

Joji then pushed and put his entire length in. Daisy started hyperventilating from the shock.

She could feel the head of Joji deep in her abdomen. She felt that if Joji moved suddenly she might lose her mind.

The thought made her both terrified and excited. She was a vessel filled to the brim.

Joji let himself stay there. He started savoring Daisy’s lips without moving his body.

He wanted to train Daisy for one specific reason. He wanted to be actively engaged with her in every way.

He did not want her first experience to be traumatic. Joji knew people who had never enjoyed sex because of a bad first experience.

He wanted Daisy to associate his weight with comfort and love. He felt her breath begin to slow against his mouth.

He waited until her muscles relaxed around him. He was building a foundation of pleasure that would last a lifetime.

Joji then started pulling out. Daisy was extremely moist and Joji could see the blood coming out with his movement. He looked her in the eye and asked a question.

"Does it hurt? Daisy, I do not want a lie," Joji confronted.

Daisy looked at him and shook her head instantly. She tried to remain a silent soldier.

Joji then fully pulled out. Daisy was a gaping mess and her pussy looked like puckered lips. Joji then put himself back inside.

Daisy gritted her teeth. Joji entering her made her teeth itch and feel ticklish. Her hands clutched the sheets in a tight grip.

Without her knowing Joji was going faster. He watched the way her body absorbed his rhythm.

"Nothing hurts, right?" Joji asked again.

Daisy only shook her head. She was past the point of pain.

Joji pulled Daisy’s legs up high. Her knees were near her head.

"Hold your legs up there," Joji said.

He leaned forward while his dick was still deep inside her. He pressed his full body weight against Daisy to create maximum skin to skin contact.

Daisy felt that Joji was too deep in her. She felt as though she were being choked by his size.

This sensation made her tighten around him with a desperate reflex.

Her breath came in short gasps. She could feel the pulse of his heart against her own chest.

Joji did not give Daisy any time to think. He started humping her fast with a relentless rhythm.

Daisy watched how Joji went in and out of her. It felt too good to bear. She felt something inside her about to release.

Joji could tell she was going to climax.

"Don’t climax yet. I want both of us to come together," Joji said.

Daisy gritted her teeth. If Joji said so then she needed to listen. She fought against the waves of pleasure to wait for him.

Joji loved how Daisy stopped herself from climaxing. She moaned softly as she followed his command.

Joji edged himself to keep the pleasure building. This was his first experience in this world.

He wanted both of them to enjoy every second of it. He pressed his lips against Daisy in a hot kiss.

She was still very tight around his length. His mind understood the act but his body had become incredibly sensitive.

Joji started rubbing her to bring her to the edge with him.

"I am almost there Daisy," Joji said.

He felt the heat rising between them. He was ready to let go.

Joji put all of himself into her once more. Daisy bit down on Joji’s lips again.

Both of them tasted the iron of fresh blood. She could feel the heavy heat flowing deep inside her.

Joji released into Daisy as if he were breeding her.

After coming inside Joji remained hard and unyielding. He did not pull out of her.

Joji abandoned his careful pace for a brutal and relentless piston rhythm.

He drove into her with the strength of a man possessed.

The wet slap of their bodies was the only sound in the quiet corner of the castle.

Daisy felt her mind go white again, every clear thought slipping away until she almost lost all sense of herself.

Daisy felt the internal shift as her womb opened for him in a desperate plea.

Joji spent a quarter of an hour edging on the brink of madness. He drove himself into her with everything he had.

Daisy spread herself her legs wide to welcome the impact.

She sought the heavy pressure of a balls deep shove.

Daisy’s body swallowed all of it with a desperate hunger. She felt the liquid fire reach her deepest parts.

Joji slowly pulled out of her pussy. He squeezed with his hand to make sure every drop of his release went in.

Daisy started spasming as he left her. His rod slipped out with a sharp pop.

Daisy could not hold herself back and she pissed on the bed.

Joji ignored the wet sheets. He carried Daisy toward the mirror by her spread legs. Warmth still leaked from her body as she was lifted.

It was clear that her old morals on sex had been washed away by the heat of the act.

Joji forced her back against his chest. He wanted her to see exactly what they had done.

Daisy looked at her own reflection in the dim light. She saw the blood and the mess on her thighs.

She was ruined beyond any hope of repair. She could not stop the flow of her own urine. Joji’s seed leaked from her and dripped white onto the floor.

She remained frozen with her legs spread wide. She was dazed and broken.

Yet a wild grin occupied her face. This was her true heart. Her lips were parched and cracked. She forced the air from her lungs.

"One. More," she whispered.