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Before Alya could react, Hirano grabbed her waist and slammed her against the wall.
"...Because **fucking Masachika Kuze's girlfriend makes me even more excited!**"
With those words, Hirano plunged into Alya.
"Ohh... it's in... Papa, you're so mean...!"
Alya's composure crumbled instantly. Her clear, sky-blue eyes rolled back, revealing the seductive whites as she succumbed to the sensation. A lewd moan swirled deep in her throat, suppressed only by the dying embers of her reason, leaving nothing but incoherent whimpers.
"So cruel... so mean... not only doing this to Masachika, but using your thing to bully Alya's little hole... oh, no, I can't... it's too intense, I'll... I'll break..."
"Because I'm jealous of him—jealous of Masachika Kuze." Hirano Satoshi held Alya's damp, supple body, his member inching deeper into her, unashamedly venting his dark, petty interior. The malice he had brewed for years grew thicker; the mere tone of his voice was enough to make one's skin crawl.
"If it weren't for me, Masha, Alya, and her... there would surely be even more girls circling around him. It's been like that since we were kids—everyone flocking to him, surrounding him, loving him. A world like that shouldn't exist forever... The people he prizes, the people he loves, the people he cares about—I will take them all."
"My promise means I won't interfere with you dating Masachika, but I will enjoy your body to my heart's content. Alya, do you want me to fuck you? Then go grab him. As long as you are Masachika's woman... I'll fuck your slutty little hole every single day!"
"Nooo! Noooo! Ahh!" Alya's eyes rolled back as her body went into spasms. Her tight, wet walls wrapped around him erotically, greedily pulsing, as if absorbing every drop of him.
"I won't... betray Masachika-kun... gurgle... I never will... even if... even if I'm fucked to climax... even if my cheating hole goes off again and again... I won't... AHHHH!"
The thrusts were violent. Her sensitive flesh, as easily dampened as ever, clung to him with folds of lubricant, stimulating him to release even more. The impact against her rear sent ripples through her flesh; the tip of the member struck her tightly closed cervix until it finally began to yield, drooping slightly and opening the gates to be filled with hot, thick essence.
"Quite a mouth you have, yet you're clamping down so tight and leaking everywhere." Hirano slid his fingers into Alya's mouth as she rambled lewdly, forcing her head up to expose her tongue. With his other hand, he kneaded her full, pale breasts. Her shoulder straps fell away, leaving red finger marks on her snow-white skin—a dual stimulation of pain and pleasure.
"To think this tongue still reeks of my seed and yet you say such things. Truly remarkable." Desecrating her body, Hirano trampled on Alya's mind and dignity, slowly grooming the cold, aloof princess into the shameless bitch he desired. "Look at you—your hole, your ass, your breasts... every part of you is so slutty. No matter how I humiliate you, you only get more excited. How can you still talk about loving someone when you've become like this?"
"Ugh... I'm... not... like this..." With her tongue pulled out, Alya rolled her eyes, her words unintelligible. "It's... my body... doing it... on its own... ugh, ohhhh!"
"Still stubborn. Well, that 'no-means-yes' attitude is part of your charm, Alya." Hirano's eyes darted around as he forced the weakened Alya to turn around and face the door. It wasn't easy; the space was tiny, and her sensitive core was being hammered repeatedly, sending splashes of fluid into the pathetic panties hanging at her knees.
As they moved toward the curtain, her fear grew until it nearly drowned her logic. What is he doing? Is he going to show me like this to everyone? To... Masachika? No, no... absolutely not...
But her internal muscles were more powerful than ever, gripping him tight. The shame and pleasure flowing through her pushed the exhibitionist princess to her absolute limit. Finally, her face was pressed against the curtain. She breathed a sigh of relief that they had stopped, but a sudden, deep lunge into her womb snapped her back to reality.
A hand reached over and pulled the curtain down just an inch, revealing a sliver of the outside world. There, the man she loved stood unaware, smiling and chatting.
"Look, that's Masachika-kun, right? How nice. If I were a girl, I'd fall in love with him too." As he sighed, Hirano increased his force, exposing the pure, beautiful black-haired girl standing next to Masachika through the gap. "A person like him will surely have better girls falling for him. Not the slutty Kujou sisters whose legs go weak the moment they're fucked. But someone more beautiful, more useful, more loyal..."
He slammed into her one last time and whispered mockingly into her dazed face. "How could it ever be a slut like you... who calls the man raping her 'Daddy'?"
"Guh—!" The girl let out a pained whimper, her body spasming as she reached the edge of an orgasm. The friction of the thrusts sent fluid flying everywhere. Her noble heart was crushed as she slumped, her hands gripping the trembling curtain.
She saw the blurry figure in the distance. He looked over. Alya thought she had been caught—surely he could see the silhouette of her breasts pressed against the curtain. The stimulation of being discovered, the shame, the excitement... it all converged at the crossroads of heaven and hell.
Then, she saw him look away, returning his fond, doting smile to the black-haired girl showing him a dress.
Yuki... Suou!!!
Hirano covered Alya's mouth with one hand while toyed with her breasts, using the tall, silver-haired girl as nothing more than a living toy. Finally, as her core tightened and she reached a messy climax, he released his thick essence deep into her womb.