Chapter 78

“Hiss, stop….”

The woman particularly detested the caress on her chest. The more she disliked it, the more he wanted to do it. He suckled her nipples until the skin beyond the areola was drenched in saliva, and the woman’s cheeks were equally wet.

Leon finally lifted his head, spitting out the hardened flesh.

Her chest, marked by his saliva, her swollen nipples, and the woman, covering her eyes with the back of her hand and sniffling—these sights were enough to fuel his sadistic desires.

“Huff!”

He turned the woman onto her side and lay down behind her, his body pressed against hers. As his penis, which had been buried in her, swirled inside her abdomen, the woman’s body jerked violently.

Leon, lying beside her in a spoon-like position, intensified his thrusts.

“A, ahn! Slowly!”

Though he couldn’t fully penetrate her, this position was even more challenging for her. As expected, every time he pulled out and thrust forcefully, the woman screamed and writhed.

Leon mercilessly moved his hips, slipping his hand between her tightly pressed thighs.

“A hiss!”

The moment his hand touched her clitoris, the woman’s body jolted. His hand, which had been exploring the wet nub, spread her thighs wide.

Leon placed her thighs over his, preventing her from closing her legs, and grabbed her limp hand that was lying on the sheet.

“Huff!”

The moment his hand touched the parted flesh, the woman shuddered again.

“Touch it. Just like I taught you.”

He guided her hand, slowly circling it. At first, she tried to pull away, but soon she became docile. Of course, only her hand was docile; her body, slick with sweat, convulsed as he rubbed her clitoris.

Leon slowly released her hand. Holding her head with one hand, he gently rocked his hips, looking down at her. He chuckled.

“I don’t like it… I’m so tired.”

But now, without any coercion, she was rubbing her clitoris with her own hand. As her arousal fluid dried, she even touched the junction where his penis was buried, spreading the dried fluid with her hand.

This was genuine pleasure.

“A, ahn….”

“You’re doing well.”

Leon kissed her from her cheek to her nape, leaving a trail of kisses as she continued to move her hand aimlessly.

“You’re doing well.”

Every time her fingers skillfully massaged the outside, the inside tightened. The soft inner walls, which had been pliant, suddenly tensed, squeezing his penis, leaving him no room to tease her further.

He thrust his penis into her, aiming for her fingers. As her body began to give way under his rough thrusts, Leon held her tightly with both arms.

“Haa….”

“Mmm… Haa!”

Each time the rock-hard shaft plunged into her, the inner walls that clamped around his penis and her thighs that were draped over his legs convulsed.

Perhaps overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, the woman removed her hand from her clitoris. Her suspended hand trembled.

Leon pushed her hand away and covered the spot with his own. His thick fingers began to ruthlessly rub her clitoris, and the woman, twisting her body, tried her hardest to pull his hand away.

“A, there, hiss, no….”

But before she could finish her protest, she climaxed.

“Haa!”

Her inner walls clamped down on the shaft that was thrusting into her, and her suspended legs trembled like those of a person who had been electrocuted.

“Ahn….”

Leon, whispering in her ear as she curled up and sniffled, said,

“Feeling good? You’re completely out of it.”

“Stop… Please, hiss, stop….”

Only after she pleaded a few more times did he stop touching her clitoris.

His wet hand moved upward, caressing her smooth, firm abdomen and tracing the outline of her slender waist with his knuckles. The soft touch of the erect hairs on her skin felt good.

The woman, whose body was so sensitive that even his breath made her shudder, asked in a tired voice,

“Mmm… Is it not over yet?”

For a captive, she was being quite insolent. Who would want to stop when she asked with a whine and a coquettish tone?

Leon, gripping her sweat-drenched chest with both hands, began to thrust his hips.

“A, ahn… Stop….”

“Haa… You should stop sucking.”

Even when he stopped thrusting, her inner walls continued to grip and massage his penis.

He pressed, squeezed, and kneaded her. Not only that, but the shaft was also stuck to her, pulling on the foreskin.

The friction heat added to their boiling blood, and the heat between their intertwined flesh rose rapidly. As his penis felt like it was on fire, he struggled to breathe.

The woman, sensing her own climax, tightened her inner walls, clamping down on the hard shaft. At that moment, Leon’s furrowed brow suddenly relaxed.

He had no intention of finishing early, but he couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Mmm….”

He spread his large hand wide, gripping her abdomen. He pulled her flat stomach inward, thrusting his penis to the hilt, and then released the pressure.

“Haa….”

The fluid trapped in his lower abdomen surged out, filling the deepest part of her womb. The sensation alone made him feel like he could climax again.

Leon, with his eyes clouded by heat, looked down at the woman sprawled in his arms. She was leaning her head on his shoulder, panting. He bent his head, staring at her parted lips.

As he intertwined his flesh with hers, he thought,

It wouldn’t be bad to stay like this, like a dog, without separating.

The extreme pleasure had melted his reason completely.

His reason didn’t return for quite some time. He subtly moved his hips, still buried deep inside her. Like an animal marking its territory, he coated and pushed his fluid into the deepest part of her.

When the tip of his shaft caught on the edge of the cervix, his reason returned. Leon pressed the plug covering the cervix with the tip of his penis and pulled back his hips.

Even though he was quite spent, his long, hard shaft sprang out, splattering her thighs with a milky fluid.

He immediately got up and laid the woman down properly. Spreading her legs wide without her permission and admiring the split between them was the second moment he eagerly anticipated.

The inner walls, swollen and red like lips, were filled with semen that resembled motor oil in both viscosity and color. Each time the aroused opening contracted, the thick fluid clumped and dripped onto the white sheet.

Leon’s gaze moved beyond her abused opening. He stared at her heaving chest and her face, which had lost all will, and exhaled deeply.

Why do I feel so full when I’ve taken so much from her?

He carefully probed the area around her opening to prevent the semen from leaking out. With his other hand, he gently massaged her wet abdomen.

The place where the next heir of the Blanchard ‘dynasty’ would be born was now filled with his seed, the king’s pig.

The thrill of conquest was palpable.

It was a moment that would make any soldier’s blood boil.

“You’re beautiful.”

Pervert, dirty. He whispered these words, kissing her lips that were muttering them.

The woman pushed him away and sat up. As the milky fluid began to flow down the inside of her pink thighs, she grimaced and did something unexpected.

She blocked it.

Her own opening.

With her own hand.

Seeing this vulgar sight, his hunger flared up again.

“Damn….”

Leon grabbed the woman, who was trying to go to the bathroom, and threw her back onto the bed.

“Ah! Haa….”

Grace, as soon as her eyes met the man’s lower body, resigned herself.

‘He’s hard again…’

When she tried to go to the bathroom, his size was still enormous, but it was drooping. Now, the copper-colored snake was erect, its head pointing upward.

It’s really a snake.

A venomous snake that never lets go once it bites.

The head of the red snake, eager to bite Grace, dripped with clear saliva. His hands roughly spread her knees, and the snake disappeared between her wide-open legs.

“Mmm….”

The moment a large, warm, and heavy mass of fluid gushed out of Grace’s body, the thick head plunged in.

“A!”

She must have received it hundreds of times by now. But it still felt like a thick stake being driven into her. The massive shaft, suffocating in size, slid into her wet flesh, and as the man pulled her into his arms, he licked her ear and whispered,

“Blocking it with your hand was quite naughty.”

Even after climaxing, his desire didn’t wane but intensified, making his voice hoarse.

“A, ahn….”

The thrusts that began abruptly were even more ruthless than usual. Each time the heavy mass pounded her cervix relentlessly, waves of pleasure crashed over her, and Grace struggled in the hot tide.

Slosh, slosh. The sound of flesh colliding was like the sound of waves. As he roughly thrust into her drenched insides, the wet sounds were more explicit than usual.

Squish. Each time he thrust in, the sticky fluid spurted out from between their intertwined bodies. When he pulled out, the tip of his shaft scooped up the semen pooled in her abdomen.

The milky fluid that clung to the shaft poured down her reddened opening. Seeing the white mass clinging to her bright red clitoris, Leon suddenly stopped his thrusts.