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Inside the cottage, all was calm. Outside, a storm raged against the wall.
Nojiko leaned against the rough wooden planks, one hand clamped over her mouth to stifle her screams. Darian thrust into her from behind, relentless and deep. Every impact sent a shockwave through her body, threatening to shatter her resolve.
Inside the room, Nami packed her bag, oblivious to the fact that her sister was being ravaged just inches away. She checked the sky through the window.
"Strange," Nami muttered to herself. "Where did Nojiko and Darian go?"
She sighed, grabbed her bag, and walked out the front door.
Click.
As Nami's footsteps faded into the distance, Darian—who had been holding back, listening intently—let go of his restraint.
He grabbed Nojiko's shapely hips and began his final assault.
"Ah!"
The cry escaped Nojiko's lips before she could stop it. Terrified that Nami might still be within earshot, she slapped her hand back over her mouth, biting down on her knuckles.
The fear, the taboo, and the sheer physical pleasure were too much. Her body tightened around him, milking him with desperate spasms.
Darian groaned. The added friction of her fear-tightened walls was incredible.
Tears streamed down Nojiko's face. She felt like her soul was being torn apart. Nami is right there... we're going to get caught...
She reached back, trying to push him away, to stop the madness before it consumed her.
But Darian misinterpreted the gesture—or simply didn't care. He grabbed her wrists, pulling her arms back and locking them behind her.
Now she was completely defenseless. Her chest was pressed against the wall, her ass presented perfectly for him.
"Mine," he growled.
He began to gallop. The sound of wet flesh slapping against flesh echoed in the night air. He pounded into her, driving deep into her womb, claiming her completely.
Nojiko's legs turned to jelly. She sobbed into the wood, her mind fracturing under the intense pleasure.
Finally, with a guttural roar, Darian emptied himself inside her. He filled her with hot, thick seed, twitching as he rode out the aftershocks.
Nojiko collapsed. She slid down the wall, utterly spent, a beautiful, broken mess.
Darian caught her before she hit the ground. He looked at her sleeping face—flushed, tear-stained, and undeniably beautiful.
"My sister-in-law," he whispered, kissing her forehead. "You were incredible."
He used his Human Path ability to clean them both instantly, absorbing the fluids and sweat. He dressed her with surprising gentleness and carried her back through the window.
He tucked her into bed, pulling the blanket up to her chin. She looked peaceful now, the turmoil of the night forgotten in sleep.
Darian slipped out the window again. He needed to find Nami. If she came back and found him missing, there would be hell to pay.
The Cliffside.
Bellemere's Grave.
The sea breeze was cool, carrying the scent of salt and tangerines.
Genzo sat by the simple wooden cross, a bottle of sake in his hand. He poured a little onto the ground.
"Bellemere," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "Your daughters have grown up. They're outstanding... just like you."
He took a swig. "Nami is leaving. She's going to be a pirate. Can you believe it? But this time... she's smiling."
Crunch. Crunch.
Footsteps approached.
"Uncle Genzo?"
Genzo turned around. Darian stood there, hands in his pockets.
"Oh, it's you," Genzo grunted. "Nami was just here looking for you. She went back to the house."
"Ah, I missed her," Darian sighed.
Genzo narrowed his eyes. He stood up, looking Darian up and down with the fierce protectiveness of a father.
"Listen to me, kid," Genzo growled. "Nami is going to sea with you. It's dangerous out there. If you make her cry... if you let anything happen to her... I will find you. And I will kill you."
Darian didn't flinch. He smiled, but his eyes were serious.
"Don't worry," Darian said. "We're going to achieve her dream. I'll protect her with my life."
Genzo stared at him for a long moment. Finally, he huffed and sat back down.
"You better," he muttered. "Now get out of here. Go find her."
Darian walked away, feeling a twinge of guilt. He had just ravaged Nojiko against a wall, and now he was promising to protect Nami.
I'm definitely going to hell, Darian thought. But at least the company will be nice.
Back at the Cottage.
Creak.
Darian opened the door. The main room was dark, lit only by a single lamp on the table.
"I'm back," he announced.
No one answered.
He looked around. Nojiko was fast asleep in her bed, breathing softly.
Nami sat at the table. Her arms were crossed, her expression grim. She looked like a wife waiting for a husband who came home late smelling of cheap perfume.
Darian swallowed. He sat down next to her, keeping his expression neutral.
"Nami? What's wrong?"
Nami didn't speak. She leaned in, sniffing him suspiciously. She checked his collar for lipstick, his shirt for stray hairs.
Darian stayed perfectly still. He had cleaned himself thoroughly with his powers. There was no scent, no evidence.
Finally, Nami leaned back.
"You like going out, don't you?" she said coldly. "Where were you?"
"I went for a walk," Darian lied smoothly. "Checking the perimeter. Making sure no stray fish-men were lurking around. Then I went to find you, but I ran into Genzo at the grave. We had a talk."
Nami's expression softened slightly at the mention of Genzo. She knew he visited Bellemere often.
"A talk?" she raised an eyebrow. "About what?"
"About you," Darian smiled. "He threatened to kill me if I made you cry."
Nami rolled her eyes, but a small smile tugged at her lips. "Sounds like him."
She looked at him again, her eyes narrowing. "That's a nice story. But knowing you... you probably took some village girl for a 'stroll' in the woods, didn't you?"
Darian chuckled. "Nami, please. With you and Nojiko around? Why would I look anywhere else?"
It was a bold statement, considering he had just slept with her sister an hour ago. But sometimes, the best defense is absolute shamelessness.
He pulled his chair closer, invading her personal space.
"Besides," he whispered, his hand resting on her knee. "I was saving my energy for you."
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