Chapter 55
Euclid’s gaze, locked with Sylaria’s, suddenly shifted. The thrusts of his hips, which had been torturously slow, began to pick up speed.
“F**k…!”
Euclid started driving his c**k in earnest. The thick, rigid shaft scraped along Sylaria’s inner walls as it plunged in and out, over and over.
Each time he withdrew, her walls clamped tightly shut, only to be forced open again as he drove back in. With every pounding motion of the massive shaft through her narrow passage, cries burst from Sylaria’s lips.
“Ahh! Ah—ahh…!”
It wasn’t even comparable to fingers or tongue. If what she’d felt before could be called climax, this was as if she were experiencing climax after climax without end. That was how overwhelming the pleasure crashing down on her was.
“Ahh… nghh… nnngh!”
Each time Euclid thrust in and out of her, the lewd, wet sounds of her dripping arousal echoed. Slickness she hadn’t realized was flowing out of her splattered noisily.
Lifting her spread legs, Euclid hooked them over his shoulders. Planting his hands against the bed, he straightened his torso.
Then he folded Sylaria’s body in half beneath him and began slamming down from above.
With each heavy thrust, his c**k struck deep with a loud, meaty slap, and her reason was blown away. Drool ran from her mouth as her moans tumbled out uncontrollably.
“Ahh—nnghh! Aah! A-ahhh!”
As he pounded into her, Euclid stared down at Sylaria’s dazed, unraveling form.
Flames flickered in his blue eyes. Watching his fiancée lose her senses around his c**k made his gaze gleam strangely.
“Huuuh… For the rest of your life… only take my c**k. Sylaria. I’ll shape your hole to fit… my c**k alone.”
Euclid spat the words out in broken rhythm, each syllable punctuated with a brutal thrust. Her body shook helplessly as it accepted every drive of his c**k.
The thick head striking deep inside her, over and over, made it impossible to hold on. Her belly burned with fullness, her head seethed as though it were boiling.
“Haa—hnngh! Hhhngh…!”
Pinned beneath him, taking his c**k, Sylaria let out ceaseless moans. When she opened her mouth wide, Euclid curved his broad back down to capture her lips.
It was a kiss utterly different from the one when they first entered the chamber. This one was filled with raw, unrestrained desire.
He pushed his tongue deep into her mouth, tangling and sucking greedily. Meanwhile, below, the squelching of her soaked flesh and the harsh sound of bodies colliding filled the air without pause.
“Haah… Sylaria. You’re mine. Mine…”
The muscles in Euclid’s thighs bulged like those of a stallion. Bracing himself firmly against the sheets, he stretched his legs out and used the weight of his body to drive into her mercilessly.
Smack. Smack. Smack! His c**k rammed into her again and again, and Sylaria’s eyes flew wide.
The pleasure was too much. Too intense. So much that she feared she might lose consciousness. If this went on, she really might go insane.
“Aah, ah, ahhng, nngh! S-Stop…!”
Euclid, who had been folding her body in half with each pounding thrust, lowered her legs at her desperate plea. Straightening, he pulled her up toward him.
“Huu. Tired? Come here, Sylaria.”
Caught off guard, she followed his lead. Still impaled on his c**k, she ended up straddling his lap.
Sylaria inhaled sharply as she perched atop his firm thighs. The change in angle sent a new surge of sensation through her.
She had thought every inch of her insides was already crushed full with his c**k, but it wasn’t just that. His slightly upward-angled shaft struck somewhere beneath her belly…
In that instant, a sharp jolt ran through the base of her spine.
And then.
“Haa— AANGHH…!”
Release crashed over her.
A pleasure greater than anything she had known swept Sylaria away. It felt like her body soared endlessly upward, only to plunge down in a rush. Her whole body trembled uncontrollably, saliva spilling from her lips.
She was falling. Falling, again and again. Downward.
“Aah, ah, aaahhh!”
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