Don’t Be Obsessed With Your Cat Butler - Chapter 122

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His tail grew more aggressive. Like a whip, it rose and snapped down, striking her n*****s with precise force.

“Aaaangh!”

“Huu…”

Each time his tail touched and left her n*****s and areola, now hypersensitive with arousal, she unconsciously tightened her lower abdomen. When that happened, she could feel his length vividly. How far the ridges were protruding, how hard it had become, to the point she worried it might break. Every time her insides clenched, the sensation intensified.

Sia could no longer endure it and began to move her hips. The subtle, restless motion of his female writhing like that made Nox laugh low in his throat. Even that small vibration was transmitted to her.

“Hnn, nngh, ah, aahh…”

Just that alone brought her to climax. This time, unlike before, it didn’t come and disappear quickly. It rose slowly and heavily. Overwhelmed by the thick, clinging pleasure, Sia threw her head back, releasing a silent cry.

With a choked gasp escaping her, Nox also let out a low groan as he released. He could no longer endure the tight contraction of her inner walls, which squeezed him as if wringing him out with both hands.

“…Mmh.”

As he lowered his head while climaxing, his mouth brushed against a firm n****e, and he bit it reflexively. Gnawing at it, he tightened his grip around her waist and pulled her down harder.

For a moment, it felt to him as if a pure white snowfield spread before his eyes. A beautiful expanse of snow glittering under reflected sunlight. Blinking, Nox bit down again on the unbelievably soft flesh of her b****t.

“Hng…”

The stimulation made Sia shudder, and her insides tightened again. That in turn stimulated Nox, making his already aroused length swell even more. It was an endless cycle.

He buried his face in the valley of her full b*****s and panted. It felt as if heat was pouring excessively from his body. Only then did he fully realize something was wrong with his condition. He had never experienced this before, but the symptoms were familiar enough that he couldn’t ignore it.

Rut.

And this was the first rut of his life.

Cedric had long worried that he had reached adulthood without experiencing one even once, but Nox had never cared.

He had resigned himself to the fact that there would never be a female to share his rut for the rest of his life.

“Haah, Sia…”

But now it was different. He had a female who was truly his. Yet his mind and even his tongue felt completely loosened, so he couldn’t explain anything to her. All he could do was call his female’s name desperately while moving his still-unsatisfied length.

Wiping away the faintly continuing nosebleed with the back of his hand, he moved swiftly. Only then did he release the waist he had been gripping. He hadn’t held her that long, but clear handprints remained on her waist.

Seeing the red palm marks stamped against her pale skin like a seal proving she was his, Nox smiled in a dazed bliss and lifted her legs onto his shoulders.

As he lowered his upper body, her legs bent along with him. Leaning down with enough weight to press her full b*****s against her fair thighs, he placed his elbows on either side of her head. His arms, swollen with excitement, were firm like two pillars.

Tap, tap. A few drops of his still-bleeding nose fell onto her cheek, but neither Nox nor Sia had the awareness to care. They could barely look at each other through unfocused eyes.

The hollow line of his back moved like a slow wave. He pushed himself in slowly and deeply, pressing the tip tightly against her cervix as he steadied his breathing.

“Hnnh…”

Even that alone made her inner walls tighten and clamp down. Slick, wet sounds spread from where their bodies were joined, mixed with various fluids. Slowly increasing his speed, Nox didn’t take his eyes off Sia’s face.

He enjoyed watching her expression distort with pleasure.

As the sensation began to build again, Sia turned her head to the side. Immediately, Nox’s hand came up and held both sides of her small head in place.

“Ah, ahh…”

Sia lifted the hand that had been lying limp on the bed and grasped the back of his hand. Her fingertips brushed weakly against him as if asking to be released, but he didn’t move at all. Nox only breathed harshly, never breaking eye contact.

Then he lowered his hips slightly and began thrusting upward from below.

“Ahhh!”

That angle struck the place she could never endure. Especially when he pulled out until the tip nearly slipped free and then drove back in, it hit the spot that made her feel as if she might need to urinate.

He had said it wasn’t urine, but each time a thin liquid came out like it was, Sia felt so embarrassed she wanted to pretend she didn’t notice.