Chapter 5
Chapter 5
Between the luscious cheeks swaying beneath his face, he caught sight of a pink c**t. The unbearable fragrance streamed from that place, already glistening with her juices.
Every time her hips swayed, droplets of her arousal splattered onto his thighs, and her thick pheromones invaded deep into his lungs.
“Haaah…”
A satisfied sigh escaped him unbidden.
Where had such an adorable little thing come from?
The war—that trivial ordeal—had been well worth fighting.
Had it not been for that, he would never have discovered this female, far too precious to be devoured in a single bite.
He was so utterly pleased with this situation that he felt he would gladly grant any request the crown prince might make of him. Gripping her plump a*s firmly in his hands, he lowered his head.
He spread her folds apart with his thumbs. Her fully exposed entrance gaped open, tempting him. As if rehearsing before using his tongue, he licked his lips thickly, then buried the flesh of his mouth against her opening.
His lips working greedily, he began to suck up her juices as though devouring a feast.
Ah, this is madness.
The sweetly drenching fluid in his mouth struck his brain like a blow. It was a shock as if it had surged straight into his skull rather than down his throat and into his stomach.
“Hah, f**k…”
This delectable thing.
Why had he only found it now?
Curses spilled out unbidden. But with his nose buried between her legs, the profanities reached neither her ears nor even his own.
Schlurp, schlurp. Lick, lick.
He thrust his tongue to a point, ravaging her entrance before lapping upward at her pearl-sized c**t.
“Haaang!”
A delightful voice soared high. Knox’s eyes gleamed as he tormented the bud, redder still than her entrance, with his tongue. He prodded and jabbed at it, then gave long, sticky licks, even flicking it with his thumb.
“Hnngaaah!”
Each time, she convulsed. Her toes curled and uncurled as she lifted her hips higher. She pressed her s*x flush against his face and rolled her waist. His thick pheromones, his searing tongue, his hard fingers—all of it made it impossible for her to come to her senses.
“Hang, more, mooore…”
Whining as she dragged out her words, she lifted her bent legs. Bracing her upper body with her arms, she arched her back with the same supple flexibility she possessed in her true form.
Two large hands seized her willowy, bending waist. Granting her plea, Knox drank from her greedily, making wet, smacking sounds.
“Hah, you mustn’t beg. What if your c**t tears…”
He spoke as though he were doing this for her sake, but it did not sound that way at all. His low, rumbling voice was saying that he wanted to ravage the deepest part of her even if it meant tearing her apart.
“Put it in, put it in. Aang, please!”
The maddening sensation and the memory of all the heats she had endured alone struck her as unbearably sorrowful. Why was she alone? Why had she never been able to meet another beastkin of her own kind?
In stark contrast to her tangled thoughts, her body’s movements were simple.
Put it in. Hurry.
Thrust into me.
Fill me and shake me until this heat escapes.
As she draped herself forward clumsily and swayed her waist and hips, her toes pointed taut with each motion, and her legs gradually spread wider and wider.
Her c**t, fully exposed before his eyes, gaped open as though panting for breath. The slick, glistening entrance beckoned to him. Unable to endure it any longer, he flicked her c**t with his thumb, the sound ringing out sharply.
“Haaahng!”
Irene’s body quivered uncontrollably, her toes still pointed taut from his touch. Her mouth fell open and her eyes glazed over from the light climax that surged through her. Just as her juices trickled down, saliva spilled from her lips.
As the strength drained from her waist and she collapsed forward, Knox seized her hips in a powerful grip and twisted her back toward him while raising his own lowered torso.
With his thick, elongated frame rising upright, the contrast against her small, slender body made him appear all the more menacing.
Moreover, his black eyes, with their strange silvery sheen, gleamed as though they might pierce straight through her body. Knox slowly dragged his gaze from her head down to her toes, then lewdly licked his lips with his tongue, savoring the female’s juices that had wetted them.
“Hhaa…”
Though she had climaxed, a lingering dissatisfaction kept Irene breathing out in shallow gasps. It was the first pleasure she had ever experienced in her life. It had been so intense that her vision had blurred, and yet the sense of incompleteness remained.
I want more. More.
Not yet.
She rustled restlessly, trying to move her still-burning body.
“Shh… Don’t move.”
Knox slowly stroked her back, then roughly squeezed her soft b******s before releasing them.
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