Reincarnated in a Eroge Game With a SSS-Rank Taming System-Chapter 30: Step - Corrupting Romie Elowen’s Mind Little by Little

Chapter 30: Step 30 - Corrupting Romie Elowen’s Mind Little by Little

[Romie Elowen’s POV]

’What was that...’ I thought to myself.

I could still see it: him licking his fingers off from her pussy juice.

And the strangest part about all this was the fact that while I felt disgusted, deep down... I also felt aroused by what I saw. I had to force myself to leave because of it.

The way he controlled Lady Morgana, telling her what to do without the slightest hesitation in his voice, truly felt like Zale had been the one in control there, like he was the one giving out the orders as a commoner...

I didn’t know much about her relationship with him, but this was definitely not normal.

She was begging for his attention, for his touch.

Someone with Lady Morgana’s authority would never do such a thing with a commoner.

But even then... I could understand her actions deep down. They made sense... because just like her, I also felt aroused watching her. I could only imagine how she felt being touched by Zale himself.

The pleasure coursing through her body.

Just thinking about it, I could feel the ends of my nipples getting harder; I could feel myself getting more excited in seconds. It was troubling in a way and also felt great. In fact... it felt amazing without a doubt in my mind.

I reached my bedroom and immediately I could feel the temperature rising. Not the room’s temperature, but mine. I could feel my body heating up, getting more tense in literal seconds. I didn’t know what was happening to me. I had never felt this way before in my life.

I even started to feel a strange sensation in between my legs. It was almost itching, as if asking me to rub against it.

I didn’t know what it was, but it felt a little uncomfortable standing up. So, I sat by the corner of my bed and tried to calm myself down for a few moments.

But the itching just amplified over time. It was getting so hot that I no longer had the choice but to remove all of my clothes at once.

Here I was, lying down against my bed, bare naked, feeling ticklish down there.

It was getting hard to handle at this point. The itching needed to stop, and that’s why... I brought my right hand closer to it as I began to rub my pussy. Instantly, sensations that I had never felt before spread through my body like wildfire.

I gasped as my fingers slid between the folds.

It was... too much.

The warmth. The wetness. The pressure building in my chest and thighs, swirling like a storm in my lower belly. My body jerked slightly at my own touch, as if it were someone else’s hand. Someone else’s fingers. His fingers.

Zale.

I hated myself for whispering his name aloud—but it came naturally, slipping past my lips like a sinful prayer.

The way he had looked at me as he licked her arousal off his hand... that smug, calm expression. As if I were just another woman to tame.

He looked at me as if he could make me do the same.

And... Saints help me... maybe he could.

I rubbed faster, my breath hitching, one hand covering my mouth as my thighs tensed and trembled. The sheets beneath me were already damp, but I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to stop.

This wasn’t just lust. It was need.

I imagined his voice, deep and commanding. "Good girl."

The same tone he’d used with Lady Morgana. Stern, expectant, dominant.

Lady Morgana had begged for more. And if I had been in her place... if I had been sitting on that couch, with his hands playing between my legs...

I moaned, this time unable to stop the sound, even as I bit my bottom lip hard enough to taste blood.

I hated this.

I hated how wet I was.

I hated how much I needed this.

And I hated that it was all because of him.

A commoner. A servant.

Someone beneath me.

But was he really?

I came harder than I’d ever felt in my life. My back arched. My mouth opened. And all that came out was his name again—"Zale..."—like a broken whisper from the deepest, rawest part of my soul.

I lay there, panting, my body glistening with sweat, skin flushed and still trembling.

The shame didn’t come right away.

No. It was delayed by the lingering waves of pleasure, the aftershocks rippling through my core. For a few seconds, I just lay there, my hand still between my thighs, pulsing softly, my nipples painfully hard, my body used and satisfied.

But then...

The cold hit me. The silence. The realization of what I had just done. What I had allowed myself to feel for someone like him.

"What’s... wrong with me?" I whispered.

No answer came.

Only the low hum of the wind outside my window. And the phantom echo of his voice in my ears.

[Zale’s POV – Moments Later]

I stood by the window, watching the moonlight stretch across the courtyard. Morgana was still in bed, curled under the covers, completely spent, her body marked by our earlier exchange—bite marks on her neck, gentle bruises on her thighs, a satisfied smile on her lips.

But my thoughts weren’t on her.

They were on Romie.

The charm was cracking. I could feel it. It hadn’t shattered, but her resistance was... awakening. And something more dangerous was taking its place.

Curiosity.

Desire.

Shame.

She’d seen me dominate Morgana, and part of her—the deepest part—had liked it. Maybe even loved it.

The charm had planted the seed, but I was the one who would make it bloom.

It wouldn’t be long now.

Romie Elowen, noble of the Elowen Estate... soon, she’d learn the same truth Morgana had:

That it was me who ruled them.

Not the other way around.

I couldn’t wait to make her mine just like I had Morgana. It was only a matter of time.

Especially since she had left, I had received quite the interesting quest.

[Quest: Earn Three Affection Hearts from Romie Elowen.]

[Reward: 1 Legendary Loot Box and ???]

I smirked.

It seemed like the system wanted me to tame her as soon as possible.

Good thing that was exactly what I had planned.