Mr. Kadan in the Deep Forest - Chapter 65

Kadan spread her wider with one hand. Two thick fingers breached Luna’s inside. Her body took his two fingers easily now.

“Look here, Luna. Your hole is so greedy.”

“Haaah…”

At this point, it was already beyond shame. Luna stared at the mirror’s reflection—her tight entrance pulsing around Kadan’s fingers.

‘This feels… strange!’

When she instinctively clenched down, Kadan groaned through gritted teeth.

“Easy. If you squeeze like that, I want to put it in right away.”

He crooked his fingers and stimulated her insides. There was a wet sound and her slick gushed out. He pressed hard against that spot inside her. Luna’s back arched off the bed.

“Ah! Just—hnng!—put it in already!”

Luna’s head fell back against his shoulder as she begged. Her disheveled hair swayed across his chest.

The click of his belt buckle answered her.

Soon, the broad head of his c**k nudged her hole. In the mirror, his e******n looked particularly savage today. The veins bulged along its length, precum glistening as if eager to split her in two.

“Since when do you beg so prettily? You’ve grown bold, Luna.”

The dark red crown stretched her pink entrance reflected in the mirror. Luna held her breath watching the scene.

“How is it? You’re taking me so well.”

『You’re f*****g such a small woman every night? Don’t you have any shame?』

Just as his brother Gar had said, Luna’s frame was absurdly delicate. Yet watching her struggle to accommodate him was amazing.

Kadan tapped her c**t approvingly. Every time, Luna gave a choked sob and another delicious squeeze around his length.

Ironically, it was Kadan who was struggling now. Damn it. With jaw clenched, he turned away from the mirror. If he kept staring at Luna’s expression, it would undo him.

After spending days flooding her womb, it was ironic now he fought not to spill. With a self-mocking snarl, he threw himself back in.

“Hyaaah!”

Luna’s limbs flailed as her head snapped back. Kadan went straight into her womb.

The initial stretch was almost painful. But her body yielded after getting accustomed to his size. Soon the pleasure drowned the pain. Every time the head of his c**k nudged against her cervix, Luna’s fingers and toes curled and opened.

Luna no longer had the presence of mind to glance at the mirror. Lightning-bolt pleasure had bleached her thoughts white, she couldn’t think of anything.

She felt impossibly full. The man’s thickness stretching her tight, the ecstasy that came with each thrust, of the massive body cradling hers, all of these were Kadan.

He pistoned into her as she make animalistic sounds.

“Ah! Haah! Ngh! Ah—ah!”

Her soft b*****s bounced with their rhythm. When her flailing hands found nothing to grip on the vanity or his shoulders, they settled on kneading her own flesh instead. Her clumsy fingers pinching and twisting her n*****s in search of more pleasure.

Kadan watched everything through the mirror. His eyes burned feral. Tch. With a grimace, he moved his hips faster.

“You won’t sleep easily tonight, Luna.”

Thud. Thud. His length battered past her cervix, invading deeper than most could reach. The secret space beyond was tight and hypersensitive. Every time his crown scraped her inner walls made her gush around him and her passage clamped down like it meant to sever the invading flesh.

“Damn it.”

Kadan hoisted Luna higher. His shaft withdrew until just the tip remained lodged inside before he dropped her abruptly. She screamed as his thing was sheathed inside in one go.

“Haaak!”

Luna tensed her limbs and screamed. But Kadan didn’t pause—just repeated the motion.

Her belly bulged every time he came in and out. Kadan palmed the swell smugly. Her inner muscles clamped down viciously when he pushed back in.

The pressure was transcendental. Sweat rolled down the dense valleys of his as he took a big breath.

Soon Kadan was slamming onto Luna. He showed no fatigue despite manhandling her body dozens of times.