Chapter 29
The man had no intention of pulling back. In fact, he was bracing himself to go even harder, making a decision that would have made Fay panic if she’d known.
“Alnazir, maybe it’d be better if we switched positions and I moved instead. I can’t trust you to take it easy.”
Fay suddenly suggested.
Was this just a trick to get out of it, or had she really noticed the danger?
But Fay meant it. She actually climbed on top, grabbed his shaft herself, and slowly lowered herself down, steadying herself by holding onto his wrists. Up and down, she rode him, sitting down carefully and rising again, repeating the motion at her own pace.
She didn’t drop down hard, but the way her inner walls hugged and released him was incredibly stimulating.
“You keep tightening up and then relaxing—are you doing that on purpose?”
“N-no, not at all! You’re just, you’re just imagining things!”
Fay stammered.
“Every time you clench, I get even harder. But you just keep bouncing, taking me deeper and deeper as if you don’t care.”
“Th-that’s not—I mean, is it really getting bigger? That’s kind of a problem…”
“If you think that’s a problem, you wouldn’t keep going, would you? All that whining about it hurting and needing to go slow—was that just for show?”
“It’s not just for show….”
He was accusing her while posing it as a question. Fay just ignored him and focused on the stimulation on her lower body.
The truth was, her walls did want him deeper but she couldn’t say anything. She wished he could go as deep as she could take without tearing.
But calling her pain an exaggeration was just unfair. The first time he tried to enter her, it had been traumatic.
It had been so long since she’d done this, everything about it felt awkward. And then there was his size. If he moved roughly, she was sure she’d really get hurt.
There was no way she could take him all the way; she’d split in two if she tried. The only reason she took the lead was to keep herself safe. Maybe 80% survival instinct, if she was honest.
“Or maybe you just wanted to be on top from the start, and this is your excuse…”
That did it. In a sudden flash of boldness, Fay grabbed him by the collar and yanked him down, biting his lips.
With all the hardness—his limbs, the tentacles, even the shaft thrust inside her—his lips were the only thing that felt soft.
Maybe that’s why it felt so strange, so good.
As she relaxed her bite and began to softly suck, she felt herself grow wetter, and he slid in more easily. Leaning her forehead against his, Fay let out a ragged breath.
“Just… be quiet, would you? Making jabs like that during s*x is seriously bad manners…”
She tried to sound bold, but her voice grew smaller with every word, embarrassed by her own daring.
Alnazir’s face was priceless. His pupils had dilated, his lips were parted, slack in shock at her unexpected move.
It wasn’t even their first kiss, so was it the scolding that stunned him?
Sensing the hint, Fay tried to act cute and pecked his lips a few more times. But just then, she felt his grip tighten around her waist. Before she could pull away, his hand caught the back of her head, holding her in place.
“W-wait—mmph!”
Alnazir devoured her lips, rough and hungry, his tongue ravishing her mouth. Their saliva mingled and made obscene, wet sounds in her ears.
Fay tried to push him off, her hands pressing against his chest, but realized quickly she wasn’t going anywhere. Resigned, she closed her eyes and let him have his way, his tongue plunging even deeper.
He didn’t give her a chance to breathe, and by the time she started to go red in the face, beating on his chest for mercy, he finally let her go.
“You—! I almost died!”
She was going to die from kissing. Who dies from such a stupid reason. Fay gasped for breath
She barely had time to recover before he gripped her waist, a dangerous look in his eyes. Before she could react, he bucked his hips upward, suddenly reaching a depth he hadn’t managed before.
“Don’t move! I-I’m supposed to do this—if you move, ah, it’s too deep, don’t—please, don’t go all the way in, I… I might die…!”
Fay tried to scramble off, but Alnazir was quicker—he grabbed her tighter, pinning her in place, and began to thrust up into her faster.
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