Come and Cry at My Funeral - Chapter 269

“Uh… yes… mmmh…”

His tongue circled her areola, then lightly scraped the ridge with his teeth. The sting of pain was addictively sharp.

Freesia raked her fingers through his hair and whispered,

“Just a little more… yes, just a bit more…”

Her entire body, alive with ecstasy, felt at least twice as sensitive as before. Her waist writhed on the bed as if she could no longer bear the sensations. She wanted him to consume her from head to toe, to hold her until every nerve ending glowed red.

Clutching the body pinning her down, legs splayed in abandon, she trembled as moisture beaded at her entrance. She could wait no longer.

“Izar… please, now…”

“No.”

With a final nip at her swollen n****e, Izar groaned. He, too, felt the pull of primal desire, wanting to thrust into her like a stallion, over and over until he came.

His fingers had already coaxed enough wetness to moisten them, yet far too much time had passed since their last union.

“It feels like we’re starting all over again.”

The pinch of his two fingers was dizzyingly intense. If he attempted to enter her now, blood was inevitable.

Though she whimpered her protest, he buried his head between her now-widened thighs. She knew what he intended, but that did not mean her body or her tongue could endure the sharp stimulation of his mouth.

“Ah…!”

Freesia watched helplessly as her most private place was toyed with by his lips. She couldn’t plead for him to fill her. His supple, heated tongue flicked her glistening nub from below, then captured it like a small, sweet candy.

As he continued, his other hand added another finger at her entrance. Each time her hole parted more, slick fluid poured forth.

Clutching his dark hair, tears in her voice, she whimpered,

“Yes… mmm… ah…”

If she accepted more, her mind might empty entirely—yet the stimulation was so sweet she could not find the will to stop him.

“Ugh!”

When his tongue trailed along her inner folds, she gasped involuntarily. She had been caressed like this before, but never had her body reacted so fiercely.

She feared his greedy ministrations would swallow every last drop of her essence.

“Ah… ah… ah!”

Her body, melted by pleasure, could no longer struggle or escape his powerful grip. A wild, animal cry echoed in her throat, as if she were mating like a creature in heat.

Finally, she trembled in o****m, releasing herself in convulsive proof of her arousal. Her strength drained as though submerged in burning water.

Dazed, she hung her head.

“Haah… ah… ah…”

Her cries cut off abruptly, as though strangled. But her body still responded—like a wildfire’s dying embers, the peak had passed yet her vision blurred as electricity coursed through her veins.

Izar licked the remnants of her essence from his lips. Simply seeing her come had stirred him almost as powerfully as if he’d climaxed himself.

“Haah.”

But that alone wasn’t enough.

Had she been more lucid, Freesia might have recoiled at letting him reclaim her so readily. Yet as he shed his clothing, reason surrendered to longing and desire.

Despite the scars and burns marking his form, his tightly muscled body gleamed faintly in the moonlight. His lines seemed sharper than before, perhaps sculpted by hardship.

Wasting no time, he draped her slender leg over his shoulder. He was still overwhelmingly large.

Already excited, his e******n stood red and swollen. Without hesitation, he pressed the heavy head against her drenched entrance.

“Yes… mmm.”

Shivering at his touch, Freesia murmured, still as though tipsy on wine,

“Izar… please, harder…”

She wanted to drown every fear in fleshly bliss. At this point, her heart’s desire overrode any thought of consequence. She barely noticed how dark and smoldering his gaze had become.

“Really?”

“Yes… yes, really.”

Eager for him to fill her, she let out a dizzy gasp under the weight of his mounting pressure.

“Ah…!”

Her inner walls, which had clung so tightly, were forced open by the new fullness. There was no comparison to the volume of his three fingers.

A scorching heat flooded her lower abdomen, sending shivers through her entire being. Each time he stretched her further and filled her, the world spun around her.