Chapter 40
Breaths tangled together, and in that moment, with a rising rush of heat, he climaxed. Prina’s inner walls greedily pulsed and milked his c**k, wringing out his thick, white seed.
Feeling her slick, fever-hot walls clutching him, Hunter drew back slowly, only to sink in again, over and over, as though coating her in his essence. It felt so good that he thought he could simply disappear with her like this. Their joined bodies trembled with excitement.
Only after emptying the very last drop inside her did he finally collapse.
Haa… haa…
Shallow breaths—neither of them could tell whose—brushed against each other’s ears. Their hearts, pounding together inside their pressed chests, were just as indistinguishable. Blended so closely, there was no telling which belonged to whom.
In that near-perfect unity, Hunter felt his c**k, still buried deep after release, stiffening again.
“Ahh… ngh…”
Pinned beneath him, Prina flinched at the sudden sensation of that thick column swelling inside her again, spreading her walls anew. Breathless and trembling, she looked pitiably overwhelmed, and Hunter, almost indulgently, pressed his lips to hers, breathing air into her.
Your breath is mine. I’ll give you mine instead.
So swallow it all, Prina.
And then, as if repainting her walls with his seed, he began to grind into her again.
* * *
Prina blinked, holding her breath. She had no idea when she’d fallen asleep, but now it was already early morning.
The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was the broad, solid chest of a man. She was in his arms. Lifting her head cautiously, she looked up…
And saw Hunter, eyes closed, sleeping peacefully. She’d known he was a good man, yet she had still found him difficult and frightening. But asleep like this, he looked almost angelic.
Quietly, she recalled what had happened last night.
“You liked it so much when I sucked you that you dripped all over yourself?”
“Even just being inside you is so tight… I want to c*m already.”
“You should watch closely who it is that’s f*****g you. And who it is you’re eating.”
The first things to come back to her were his heated lips, and the shameless words he’d poured from them. In other words, memories far too stimulating.
He had asked if he could kiss her, then kissed her with relentless insistence, biting and sucking her until her whole body burned. And the memory of that massive, burning pillar spearing into her and filling her unbearably full… even remembering it now made her head spin.
‘…I must have been out of my mind.’
It was embarrassing. It felt like she’d done something she absolutely shouldn’t have, and her face burned so hot she couldn’t lift her head.
And yet…
“I’ve wanted you all along. Now you should want me too.”
“So, Prina. Kiss me.”
It was what Hunter had wanted from her. He had even said he had wanted it for a long time. The fact that he hadn’t said so before now, only asking in this moment, must have been because he worried she might be afraid. Because he was the kind of man who would give everything without demanding anything in return.
And thinking about it, it hadn’t been purely a one-sided wish of his.
“If you don’t want to, you can refuse.”
As always, he had asked her first, clearly giving her the chance to refuse.
“Even then, I won’t abandon you.”
As if he could read her worries, he promised there would be no punishment, no abandonment if she said no. Almost as though he knew exactly what she feared.
Even up to the moment he spoke his wish, Prina had been weighing her own safety. It was selfish of her, when she had said she would grant him first. Thinking about that made her feel ashamed.
But the truth was, she had been the one to choose to kiss him despite having the option to refuse. Just as Hunter had wanted her, she had wanted him too.
What happened was the result of both their choices.
She had been startled and embarrassed to reveal unseen parts of herself, to press so closely together, but her body hadn’t wholly disliked it. The ticklish, strange feelings had only made her crave and want more. Too shy to say it was simply good, yet too restless to call it bad… it was a curious state.
And Hunter… seemed almost blissful.
That he could wear such an expression while holding her.
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