The Villainess With A Heroine Harem

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Emilia didn't really mind that Samantha was acting like a rampaging bull in heat on top of her, as while the girl's kisses were passionate, they still weren't quite as rough as Dixie's.

So she just quietly enjoyed the feeling of having her lips sucked and pressed down over and over.

The responsiveness of the younger girl only served to fuel her greed further, though, and Sam couldn't help but grind her knee up against Emilia's core, delighting in the girl's gasp even as she smothered it before it could leave her delicious lips.

It was only when she felt Emilia shiver in pleasure that Sam reluctantly parted with a sigh.

Although their lips were now a hair's breadth away, she still kept the girl firmly pinned beneath her, and her knee remained stuck against the delicate core.

Even though Emilia's arctic blue eyes appeared so cold and aloof, Sam could still see a clear glimmer of tender pampering, despite her rough treatment.

She couldn't help but be stunned by the beauty of the goddess she had pinned down.

The soft little palm that had been consoling her for a while still gently rubbed her back, and Samantha gulped as she closed her eyes. 'W-What kind of goddess is she, though? Would it be bad if I fucked her and she turned out to be the goddess of purity or something? She did say I can't make her bleed, right? B-But… no! I-I should definitely ask first…'

Thinking about it again, though, if her guess really turned out to be true, would she be able to resist? Sam wasn't sure. In fact, she felt like regardless of what she was currently, it was her duty to turn Emilia into the goddess of 'fertility'.

Emilia tilted her head curiously, unaware of the older girl's thoughts. "Are you calm now?"

Sam blushed as she looked away. "S-Sorry, it's just—"

Seeing the younger girl's curious look, Sam groaned. "I just wanted to fuck you so hard! I'll make you forget about whatever heaven you came from… is what I was thinking, and then I just couldn't control myself."

Emilia's eyes turned wide in surprise before she shook her head with a giggle. "Sam you idiot, your—mph!"

The crimson-haired girl could only roll her eyes in exasperation as the older girl once again started indulging in chewing and sucking on her lips. Emilia was sure that they must look terribly bruised by now.

If she didn't heal faster than regular people even without using up energy, she would definitely be getting weird looks tomorrow. Hopefully, a few hours would be enough for her to recover.

Emilia couldn't deny that it pleased her that Sam was so passionate, but she was also equally confused. Didn't Sam really love her little sister? Was she not even curious?

Even when she tried to bring it up on her own, she was silenced. Not once, but twice!

But even though her thoughts wandered, Emilia couldn't retain them for too long under the older girl's constant abuse of her lips and grinding against her core. 'I'll just let her do it once, then, maybe she'll calm down…'

Just as Emilia's breath was turning heavier from the constant grinding, and that peak was almost in sight, Sam froze. "W-Wait a minute… i-if you're not Danny, then where did she go?!"

Emilia almost screamed in frustration. 'I was getting close, too!'

If she didn't know better, she would think it was deliberate!

Looking at the distressed look on the older girl's face, though, she could only sigh. "I was going to explain that, but—"

Sam cleared her throat in embarrassment as she slightly pulled back the knee that had still been pressed between the younger girl's legs. "Sorry, I just… I wanted to fuck you so bad. Uh… I'm… sorry?"

Emilia almost rolled her eyes. 'Could you not have finished what you started, then?'

But Sam looked so pitiful that the crimson-haired girl couldn't help but give up the frustration in her heart. Thankfully, she was no longer as pent up as she used to be, or Emilia felt that she definitely wouldn't be able to control herself so well.

Sam blushed as the younger girl raised her head and pressed those soft, delectable lips of hers against her cheek. Looking at how bruised they were, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Emilia smiled. "It's okay. Why should my lover be embarrassed about such things? It's well within your rights… But it's cute to see you get so shy~!"

The older girl looked away in embarrassment.

"You want to know about your sister, right?"

Samantha cleared her throat in embarrassment. "C-Can you… tell me?"

Although she trusted that Emilia — who had already made it clear that she came to save her sister — would definitely handle the situation well, Sam still couldn't help but ask.

Emilia nodded seriously as her smile faded away. "Let me start from the beginning. Some of it will sound absurd, but… are you willing to believe me?"

Samantha blinked. After seeing her 'little sister' transform into a literal goddess… what could she not be willing to believe?

Emilia just smiled. "Alright, so basically, I have a friend who is able to peek into the future of certain worlds. Some of them have a 'fate' that we can change. You can think this fate change as the source of 'life' for us—"

She tried her best to keep her explanation clear and understandable. Of course, not everything needed to be exact. As long as Sam knew what she needed to know.

The first and most difficult step of making Sam realize she was not Danny, and making it so she didn't immediately push her away was already over. No, forget pushing her away, the older girl even pinned her down! There was no need to worry that she wouldn't hear her out anymore.

But even if her explanation was simplified, all Sam really understood was that Emilia came to save her sister, and in doing so, she would change this world's fate, which would somehow replenish her life?

She wasn't sure how that worked, but Sam was now even more certain that Emilia must be some sort of a goddess.

Suddenly, Samantha had a bad feeling. 'Fate… and saving my little sister… doesn't that mean—!'

She already had such a feeling when Emilia mentioned 'doom', but didn't want to think about it so much. Sam firmly chose to believe that her family just lost some business, and they were no longer so glorious, which was their 'doom'.

But could she really keep denying it?

'She could have gone anywhere, but she took pity on my little sister? There… has to be a reason…'

The older girl couldn't help but bite her lip as she interrupted Emilia's explanation. "W-Was Danielle's fate… really bad?"

Emilia sighed as she looked away. How could she tell Samantha all the things that had happened to her little sister before she was killed? It would be like trampling on the girl's heart and soul for no reason.

Samantha felt her heart thump as Emilia stopped gently rubbing her back in consolation, and held her face to make her look straight into her eyes.

"In the eyes of the world, I am Danielle, and Danielle is me. And everything that stands in my path… I shall bring to ruin."

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