Am I Allowed to Kill the Male Lead? - Chapter 26

Chapter 26

Translator: Yonnee

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Even now, the disgusting, chilling tentacle was still writhing inside him. Well, once you get used to it, they’re not so disgusting or chilling, but since Bel seems to feel that way, I suppose I’ll respect that to some extent.

Bel asked with difficulty.

“Is this, is this the pleasure of being on the receiving end you wanted to show me?”

Hmm. It seems a bit different. It’s not about offsetting pain with pleasure. Pain and pleasure coexist. But Bel, still a novice dom, might not understand such nuanced differences, so I nodded.

“Do you like it?”

I should mention that I only know lines that might come out in a smut novel.

“It feels, like my, my body is… melting.”

Bel gripped my hand tightly and managed to reply. His immobilized posture was as good as being bound. Restrained, Bel sweated profusely while passively receiving the pleasure I gave.

“Let, me move… No, d-do as you please.”

Bel began to say something then hastily checked my reaction. Such words would never have been uttered in the ‘main story’. Suddenly, I became aware that this moment was our private and secretive time.

There were no readers right now. No one’s watching us.

“Ngh…”

Suppressing unnecessary thoughts, I moaned through gritted teeth and accepted him even deeper. It’s been a really long time since I’ve… felt this good.

“I’m, I’m sorry.”

As I lowered my hips, Bel reflexively apologized. What exactly is he sorry for? Breathing? He seems to be sorry for breathing. Of course, it’s wrong for Bel to breathe. I caressed his hot cheek.

“What are you sorry for?”

“That I’m such an unworthy man…”

It’s similar to being sorry for breathing.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t do as you wanted. A hundred apologies wouldn’t be enough. Hicc…”

“You’re the male lead, aren’t you? Can’t you stop whining?”

“I can’t stop crying…”

“Shut your mouth, will you? It’s just a tentacle shoved in. Losing the purity of my fingers is a more serious matter.”

“Y-Yes… I should have done better not to dirty your fingers.”

“Who’d even know about that anyway. If I go around saying I had no choice but to break into my boyfriend’s backside, everyone will pity me. It’s nonsensical for a woman to take a man.”

“You’re right. Yes, right. I’m sorry for making you do something everyone hates.”

My insides kept tingling. A certain rationality in my mind warned me that it’s strange and wrong for me to be whipping and Bel apologizing, yet feeling this excited. A proper female and male lead shouldn’t be like this.

But I couldn’t stop this bad behavior.

I exchanged glances with Bel’s delicate red eyes. Once again, he enveloped me in a tight embrace.

“Hicc…”

Bel always had a habit of pulling me close whenever he reached org*sm. Was he scared to reach the peak of pleasure alone? He’s seeking my protection, this arrogant male lead.

But I can be his anchor. Physically… my body also binds his center to mine.

I devoured him relentlessly, feeling the seeds of the fire demon spread within me, and dug my nails into his shoulder.

My mind nearly burst from the dizzying pleasure that felt like it could explode everything around us.

Our physical compatibility was to die for. That’s why I can never completely abandon Bel.

Only a smut novel’s male lead can handle the erotic body of a smut novel’s female lead and his endless virility.

But it really was a problem to exhaust so much energy like this every time. There’s so much more to do besides tentacles…

Though these worries were faint, I collapsed into Bel’s wide embrace.

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Belzebuth turning kind?

Eunha was confused as to why the wicked man suddenly had a change of heart. It seemed unlikely that such a cruel demon would suddenly fall for Eunha and decide to treat her well.

It must be a sudden caprice. He must be enjoying watching his prey resist.

Yes, that must be it.

Eunha had indeed tried to change Belzebuth’s heart, to teach him the joy of love, but she gave up as soon as he picked up the whip.

Heart hardened, she decided to escape the demon lord’s castle.

However, Eunha was kidnapped by a tentacle monster waiting like a gatekeeper at the back door of the castle.

「 Kyaaah! 」

The tentacle monster ripped Eunha’s clothes to shreds and entwined its sticky strands around her body. Again, to be defiled by this monster. Surely, Belzebuth must have set it up.

As Eunha thought this, she suddenly realized her dependence on Belzebuth and shook her head.

「 No. I’ll escape on my own. Aah…! 」

But the tentacle monster relentlessly burrowed into the apex between her legs. The slippery and knobbly surface of the tentacle strands brutally rubbed against her most sensitive flesh. Her lower abdomen tingled and her strength drained away.

She tried to curl up and close her legs, but the monstrous incubus wouldn’t let her. Instead, her struggles only seemed to enhance its sensuality. Eunha must have thrashed for about 3,000 times.

Then, the man obsessed with her, the demon of fire and the terrible yet beautiful monarch of devildom, Belzebuth, appeared with a remarkably troubled expression…

……

No. Actually, upon a second look, it was a cruel expression. Belzebuth appeared leisurely, sporting a chilling smile.