The Nymph Wants to be Plundered - Chapter 177

Even when still, her lips trembled faintly from the aftershocks, looking pitiful and fragile. He almost felt guilty for staying angry any longer. Finally, he pulled his sticky lower body back and laid her flat.

“Hah… haa…”

It would take a while for her crushed skin to return to its usual porcelain pallor. He had only meant to adjust her uncomfortable position, but he changed his mind, threading all his fingers through her disheveled hair. As his hand moved, waves of auburn strands swayed helplessly, and Evelyn’s slender body trembled faintly in response—a sight so enticing it was unbearable.

“When you’re like this… how could I ever stop?”

He considered this a satisfactory thought and decided to patiently wait for her to regain her strength. Why, if Evelyn had gone further back while the unicorn was distracted after they left the castle and went to sleep, she really could have been in danger. Since she hadn’t done that, he wouldn’t tell her directly, but it was like giving her a small reward.

“Hoo… hmph…”

Realizing that the breaths escaping her lips had become quite comfortable, he moved immediately. First, he sat at an angle and lifted her limp body, seating her on top of him. His e***t c**k was pressed against her right b*****k, and he savored the blissful sensation, like a flush of heat blooming. He could have teased her more and f****d her from behind, but Cassis spoke to her, who must have been exhausted.

“Evelyn, what do you think chastity is?”

It was a difficult conversation to have, with both of them stark naked, but she had no strength to escape him. Chastity…? Evelyn was confused between the word praised as noble and her own body, which couldn’t overcome lewd pleasure, and she stammered.

“J-j-just the other p-person… Only one person…”

“Yes. You are mine, and I am yours. Don’t forget that. Understand?”

“Ye-yes…Ahh”

“For your entire life.”

Emphasizing each syllable, he slowly teased his c**k, buried in her resilient b******s. Without even needing to use his hands, just by moving his waist, it thumped and thumped, threatening her from behind, and Evelyn’s backside trembled.

“Ung… Hmph…!”

He moved his waist, lifting her lower body slightly, and then thrust his c**k straight in. His c**k pushed past her highly tensed inner walls, penetrating about halfway, then slid through the constricted flesh, settling perfectly. It was a difficult position; her lower belly full with him, yet unable to embrace him with her arms, Evelyn’s body leaned forward.

“Touch it.”

Even amidst all this, the man egged her on to more debauchery. Evelyn was struggling just to keep her swaying upper body from toppling forward, but Cailis’s pace was faster than usual. He wrapped his arm around her collarbone, pulled her back, almost laying her down, and whispered into her ear.

“Can’t you do it?”

“It’s… it’s… already inside, how can I touch it…?”

Strictly speaking, he wasn’t asking her to m********e for him. He was taking care of all the crucial actions himself; what he wanted was for Evelyn to rub her own b*****s or thighs to feel more pleasure. Cassis flashed a strange smile. Instead of correcting her misunderstanding, he took her hand and guided it to her wet p***y, which was wide open, moving up and down and side to side as it swallowed his hard c**k.

“H-huh, ungh, here… Ah…!”

“You twist your body like you’re going to die when I grip your stomach.”

Evelyn’s face went ashen when she heard his words. That… that act was too much to bear; it would drive her mad in no time whenever he did it. No, I can’t let that happen, she thought, her legs thrashing, until her left leg suddenly lost balance, and her knee buckled completely.

“Ah… Aang!”

As his c**k pressed deep inside, Evelyn’s vision flashed white, gripped by a climax that made her eyes swim. It was a completely different sensation from when she’d turned sideways and spread her legs to take him. All she could do was revel in the pleasure that shot through her toes on the leg draped over him. For Cassis, this was an unexpected turn of events; unable to withstand the pressure of her inner walls, the c**k that had filled her slid out a little.

“Ha…”

The thick veins on the shaft that had slipped out throbbed, as if protesting being suddenly crushed by her delicate flesh. Cassis gently straightened Evelyn’s convulsing legs, guiding them to rest on him, and coaxed her.

“Do as I say, Evelyn. Understand? You can’t even control the pleasure flowing through your own body.”

She couldn’t ride a horse alone, nor could she properly mount a man, leading to such a monumental blunder. My foolish, foolish nymph.

“Ugh… Lord Cassis… haa…”

At times like this, it seemed best to calm her first. Cassis spread his palm to cover her eyes, then lifted her remaining right hand and guided it down. Still flushed from before and slick with copious fluids, a wet, squelching sound escaped as soon as she touched herself.

For her to move her hips and please him in this state seemed a distant prospect. In any case, the previous pleasure had been so electrifying that he figured he could slowly, very slowly, enjoy the afterglow. Just like now.

“Touch here.”

“He-here, it’s already full, though?”

“Squeeze it.”

Changing his demand from “touch” to the more excessive “squeeze,” he spread her fingers and made her press and rub around the insertion point. There was no room for anything else, so her fingers struggled in vain until they suddenly slipped, poking somewhere soft and yielding.