Chapter 83
Soft lips swallowed his p***s.
It slipped into a place that, unlike a woman’s elastic v***a, was moist and yielding.
Her mouth was narrow. Even though it hadn’t accepted the full length, her cheeks bulged, and the tip of his p***s pressed firmly at the entrance of Floria’s throat, pushing and pressing.
“Inh.”
A tingling sensation spread from Aiden’s member throughout his body.
Nothing drove him crazier than touching her.
Even amid a battlefield drenched in slaughter—blood splattering his face—Aiden remained composed, swinging his sword solely to fulfill the objective before him.
But here, in the stillness of this bedroom, he was swathed in excitement, his vision blurred.
“This might make me lose my mind.”
Watching her biting him so hard it looked like her mouth might tear, his p***s, which felt like it couldn’t get any harder, only grew more intense.
He brushed her hair aside with one hand and slowly thrust his hips.
“Ugh, huu—”
Opening her mouth like that must’ve been painful; her breath must’ve been ragged, reaching her chin.
But Floria steadfastly accepted him.
Her soft tongue wrapped around the shaft, thick with swollen veins.
Each time, rough sounds escaped from Aiden’s throat.
“Damn…”
She shook her hips, begging silently to be filled, and her ragged mouth drawing breath—that look was beautiful to behold.
He recalled the excitement of first holding her on their wedding night.
The initial pleasure had shaken his mind.
Yet most times afterward, Floria struggled to receive his large number, so it never brought true mental satisfaction.
But now… Now, when she pressed her hips against him and pleaded to be filled…
When she parted her lips and willingly licked something so filthy…
He felt the utmost pleasure, as if believing that she truly desired him.
You want me.
Just that thought made his lower body feel ready to burst.
Every time she moved her mouth back and forth and the red membrane shimmered briefly, his arousal intensified.
“Ugh, huu—” Plop.
His plunging p***s suddenly pulled out.
“Hah… hah…”
She panted, possibly reaching her limit. But his still-thick, dark red p***s tapped her lips once more.
He wanted to thrust deeper immediately.
He knew very well how hot those soft lips were, how deep and warm her hidden entrance was.
He wanted to enter Floria right away…but…
He couldn’t push her beyond her limit.
“Floria. Stay just like that.”
At Aiden’s words, Floria remained still, supporting herself on her arms and legs.
Driven by overwhelming desire, Aiden stood and moved behind her.
Floria, uncertain of what he might do, stayed where she was, turning her head back.
“What… are you going to do…?”
“Shh, don’t worry. I won’t put it in.”
He reassured her, and Floria blinked in surprise.
But this posture—the posture of supporting herself on arms and legs—was an animal’s stance.
If he moved behind her, her thighs would be fully exposed.
She could manage biting his length, but revealing her g***n—she had never grown accustomed to that.
Even now… she didn’t want her arousal, exposed by simply taking him in her mouth while looking at Aiden’s excited face, to be discovered.
“Your Grace…”
“He’s already wet.”
The red flesh was glistening with moisture.
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