The System Sent Me to Breed an All-Female Amazon Tribe-Chapter 97: Valentine Special - 3: The Greatest Valentine Gift Karen Has Ever Received—Non-Consensual Sex

Chapter 97: Valentine Special Chapter 3: The Greatest Valentine Gift Karen Has Ever Received—Non-Consensual Sex

When Karen was little, a pack of stray dogs had cornered her near the barn. But Benjamin had thrown himself between her and the animals, taking bites on his arm and leg.

Blood had soaked his shirt, but he hadn’t let go of her, shielding her, until the dogs ran off. From that day on, he had become something close to God in her eyes.

But all her advances on him had come to nothing. Only his gentle refusals and kind smiles that never felt genuine when she confessed.

She had tried everything in the book; writing letters, apologies, even painting desperate words on his bedroom wall: "Forgive me, I only want us to be closer!"

Her father had seen it and exploded, banning her from going near him.

She disobeyed, of course.

But after the graffiti incident, she pulled back. With only soft confessions now, mostly whispered when they were passing each other, and that was once in a while.

However, tonight she went with the contingency plan.

***

Knock, knock!

Benjamin set aside the book he had been reading by lamplight and walked to the door of his small room.

He opened it cautiously, and saw;

"K-Karen..." Benjamin looked away. "It’s late. Don’t you have school tomorrow?"

But she suddenly hugged his chest. "I know... you hate my face so much... I know I’m not good enough for you..."

"Hey, that’s not—"

"BUT...! Can you just enjoy tea with me? Today is Valentine and I want to spend it with the one I love..."

She raised her head to him and a tear rolled down, "Can you do that for me?".

Fortunately, or unfortunately, Benjamin was too kind to turn her away, so he let her in. "Look, just for a few minutes, okay?"

"Thank you, Mr. Mark!"

Inside his room, Karen brought out the chocolates and some tea bags, then got everything ready in a tray.

The room was small and sparse: a single bed with a thin blanket, a wooden chair, a low table scarred from years of use, and a kerosene lamp flickering on the wall. The air had this weak smell of hay and old wood.

Karen moved with practiced care, setting the tray down with stable hands. The chocolates were wrapped in simple red paper she had tied herself, and the tea bags were arranged neatly beside a chipped porcelain cup.

"I... Made the chocolates myself..." She stole glances at him as he ate them.

"Mhm. They’re delicious!" Benjamin smiled. "Well, you’ve actually always been good in the kitchen and stuffs like that."

And from just that, Karen’s face lit up with incredible joy, as she hugged the tray blushing.

’He said he loves my chocolates... I’m so happy...’

"Ah, have some of this great tea!" She poured the tea for him in the cup. "I heard you’ve been having problems in college... B-Bullies and such..."

"Ahaha. Don’t think much about it," he sipped the hot tea. "I’m very used to it at this point. On the bright side, not everyone gets to go to college, I should be grateful to your father. So... That’s why I can’t betray him."

Karen understood what he meant and snapped.

"But... Being with me isn’t a betrayal! I’m...not saying you should love me back this very moment, but at least, just don’t run away... It’s too much pain for me to bear..."

"We’re too far apart in age, Karen. I do love you, but... you know, as a sister."

"FUCK!!" She yelled and punched the ground, her punch sinking past the wooden floor. "Sister this, sister that! Do I look like your fucking sister, Mr. Mark?!"

Benjamin calmly sipped on his tea and didn’t reply.

Karen got herself back and fixed her dress. "I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean—"

"It’s fine," he looked at her with a forlorn smile, as his eyes began to close. "I’m... used to it... Being yelled at like that..."

He was feeling incredibly drowsy until... The teacup fell from his hand and he collapsed on the bed he was sitting on.

The cup hit the floor with a dull crack, with the tea spilling across the boards in a dark, steaming pool.

Benjamin’s body slumped sideways, his eyes fluttering one last time before closing completely.

His breathing slowed, then steadied into something unnaturally deep and even.

"Mr. Mark?" Karen climbed the bed, shaking Benjamin to wake him. "Wake up, Mr. Mark. Or I’ll mess with you..."

"..."

She still received no response... Then she smiled, her face getting immensely red from excitement.

Karen leaned down slowly, her long black hair falling forward like a curtain, brushing across Benjamin’s chest and cheeks.

Her lips met his in a soft and nearly reverent, but cautious, press—tasting the vague sweetness of chocolate that still clung to his mouth.

But then the kiss turned voracious and frantic.

She tilted her head, her tongue slipping past his lips, exploring every corner of his mouth with wet, messy lashes.

Her Saliva mixed with his, dripping from the corners of her lips as she kissed him harder and deeper, with small whimpers escaping her throat.

Her tongue swirled around his, sucking lightly, and her teeth grazing his bottom lip as she lost herself in the heat of it, the taste of him, and the way his unconscious body lay so still beneath her.

"Ahhh, how I’ve waited for this time to come... Ben-chan is laid bare for me... So defenseless..."

She tugged his shirt up and off in one smooth motion, peeling the fabric away from his limp form.

Her breath caught sharply when she saw his bare torso. "Ah, he does gym work? Such abs..."

She lowered her cheek to his stomach, rubbing against the firm ridges of muscle, nuzzling like a cat against warm stone.

Then her tongue followed; with long, but slow, drags across the skin, while tasting the soft salt of his sweat, and the warmth of his body.

She licked lower, tracing the faint line of hair that trailed down his abdomen, while moaning softly as if he were made of sugar and she could never get enough.

"Thank you for being naïve, Ben-chan... This is the greatest Valentine gift I’ve ever received."

She kissed him even deeper again, with her hands sliding down his chest and over his stomach, slipping beneath the waistband of his shorts.

Her fingers ultimately wrapped around his cock: and he was already hard.

She pulled the dick free, gasping at the sight, with her eyes wide with wonder and craving.

"Ben-chan is hard for me?! Yay!" Karen clapped her hands happily, "So despite your words and attitude, your body is honest...?"

She shrugged off her own clothes, letting the fabric fall away.

Her breasts spilled free; moderate, but still on the voluptuous end; her nipples were dark pink and peaked with arousal, the two breasts swaying gently as she moved.