Chapter 124
It looked like if she didn’t speak, he’d bite her foot clean off.
Fay tried to maintain her aloof act. But the moment she glanced at him and their eyes met, she burst out laughing.
“I want to know about you. I’m dying of curiosity about how you do it alone, so hurry up and show me.”
Alnazir smiled in satisfaction and released her foot. Then he brought her saliva-slicked sole to his length and rubbed it against himself, gripping with both hands and moving up and down.
“I told you to do it yourself, not use my foot as you please.”
Are you treating me like a s*x toy right now? As Fay protested, Alnazir produced a tentacle from his waist and offered it.
“One more.”
Greedily, she demanded another, one to support herself, to keep from falling.
“Hold me properly. I don’t want to get hurt.”
“Mm.”
He would have held her securely even without being told. Smiling, he leaned in to kiss her, but she turned her head away.
Once might have been accidental. He sought her lips again, but she turned the other way. Deliberately.
“Fay.”
He called her name with warning in his tone. Fay’s lips curled upward. It was so adorable it was infuriating.
Should he produce another tentacle and stuff it in her mouth to wipe that smile away? Make her gasp and choke, then steal a kiss while she is distracted?
“Who makes out while m**********g? Do it later.”
If she hadn’t coaxed him with that little delay, he might have forced her mouth open and kissed her anyway. Instead, Alnazir satisfied himself by using her captured foot to stroke his length, relieving his frustration.
Fay gripped the extra tentacle as if handling a tool.
“Can you keep it straight? No bending?”
Without a word, Alnazir made the tentacle stand rigid.
“Yes, like that. Keep it steady.”
Fay swallowed dryly and took the tentacle in both hands, slowly dragging the tip upward from her entrance. The teasing sensation made her body tremble slightly. After repeating the motion several times, she began easing it inside.
“Nngh—ah—tonight it’s especially—even though I asked you to make it stiff—it’s so hard…”
“Kh.”
The sensation of the tentacle writhing, being devoured by her tight passage, was vivid. Fay took it about a knuckle deep, exhaling raggedly as she pumped it in and out.
“Ah… haah… feels good.”
Her jaw tilted toward the ceiling as she moaned.
What happened to Zynie after suddenly aging? Is she okay? Virelda’s probably overworking herself again. I should help, make her rest even briefly…
Her mind swirled with worries, then went blank as the object penetrating her demanded attention. It was not the time for this, but she couldn’t stop her thoughts.
“Alnazir—I can’t—I’m close!”
Fay curled her toes sharply, drawing a deep breath as she clenched around the tentacle, spasming. Her whole body tensed, then released completely—limbs too heavy to move, barely able to stay upright.
She surrendered her weight to him, relaxing entirely. Gasping, she lowered her chin from its tilted position.
“Oh right—your face.”
She’d meant to watch his expression at the climax, but remembered too late. No sooner had the thought crossed her mind than something splattered across her face. She’d closed her eyes instinctively, but the scent and viscosity told her it was his s***n.
Even wiping it off felt exhausting. She smeared it against the hand caressing her cheek instead.
“Fay.”
His low, guttural voice made her open her eyes. Flushed, teeth clenched, eyes wide. He stared at her looking almost angry.
Why does he look so furious? Is he mad she got it on his hand? If that’s the case, he’s the one who—
“Alnazir?”
The moment she whispered his name, his lips crashed into hers. The force nearly slammed her head into the bathroom mirror. He barely blocked it with his arm.
He kissed her breathless, mindless, then lifted her by the hips. Using a tentacle to spread her slick folds open.
“Al—ahk!”
She couldn’t even finish his name before he thrust inside. Arms wrapped around his neck, Fay sobbed against him. Her oversensitive walls fluttered, clenching around his every movement.
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