The Nymph Wants to be Plundered - Chapter 193

“If you don’t express what you want first, the other person won’t know. Then I have no choice but to keep showering you with it until I find the right answer.”

He enjoyed the situation, where her flaccid body quivered between her thighs, firmly supported by his. He even felt a desire to encourage her, as it would be a good thing if she twisted her hips to feel more.

“Ngh, wait, ah… h-huh…”

Cassis subtly pushed his thigh, which was touching her, forward. Her body lurched, and a slick fluid from below stained his pants. This fabric usually repelled most liquids, but that was irrelevant now.

Evelyn, flustered by his mischievous prank, struggled.

“Let me down!”

“No.”

He usually changed his mind easily with her mournful pleas, but today he showed no inclination to do so. Evelyn, unable to bear the surging shame, tried to somehow free the arms wrapped around her waist instead of meeting his gaze in the mirror. However, this was a more formidable grip than the fingers that had held her b****t, so her already limited strength was completely wasted.

“I want to clearly see the expression on your face in the mirror, Evelyn. Do you know…? Your face reflected in a mirror is slightly different from reality. So, today’s events will become a more enjoyable memory.”

It was a remark with a twisted taste that would make others horrified and want to flee. Perhaps with the exception of a few residents with peculiar tastes. However, Evelyn seemed to barely comprehend what he was saying, so he subtly lifted his thigh, stimulating her.

“Do you want me to let you down?”

“Hk, this feels strange. Ah… the inside keeps rubbing, too.”

It was only natural, as she was trying to support her entire body on just one of his legs. If she tensed her upper body, a heat flared deep below, but if she relaxed, she had the strange sensation that she would melt and flow right into him. Hearing her plea, he willingly decided to change his mind and made a proposal.

“If you promise not to run away from this mirror today until I take you to bed, I’ll let you down.”

“I will, ah, ugh, I promise. So please….”

The voice that had struggled to emerge regained its stability as soon as he lowered her leg, as if it had never been strained. Evelyn evened out her breathing, fiddling with the gold chain on her neck as she asked him,

“Wait a moment. This… you said it shouldn’t get wet with sweat, right?”

“I also told you it was crafted with magic so you wouldn’t have to worry about that. Once I start touching you, you let half of what I say afterward flow right past you.”

In this situation, pointing out her weakness wasn’t a very useful thing to do. It was obvious she would just forget these words soon enough anyway.

Cassis soon bent his waist slightly, persistently chasing the beautiful green eyes that darted away from him in the mirror. Instead of her gaze, which flinched and fled in a panic, her lips came to her defense.

“S-stop….”

“You can’t even meet my eyes, and you’re telling me to stop?”

As his words rang in her ears, a shiver ran through her g***n, and the space between her legs grew wet again. From behind, he pressed his lower body tightly against her, making her feel his own e******n as he asked again.

“Tell me you want to become one with me, Evelyn. And tell me to caress you with my hands, that anywhere on your body is fine.”

“Ngh…!”

However, the one who couldn’t endure the latter temptation, even if they could endure the former, was not her, but him. To have Evelyn right in front of him and not be able to touch her was a great punishment for him.

An arm stretching forward from behind him began to rummage below, parting her wet folds and plunging inside. Perhaps because she was so slick, his fingers pushed aside the flesh and slid deep inside with ease, soon buried in wetness and hot membranes, making a squelching sound. Evelyn felt like screaming, but her body, thirsty for the lewdness, trembled violently in her lower belly and made her thrust her hips back toward him.

“To go so far as to show me you want me to f**k you from behind… good girl.”

Instead of stroking her head, he stirred her insides more with his fingers, finding a sensitive spot and stimulating it with a light press. Her hips, completely surrendered to him, drove her s*x and b******s against him as if to strike him, but he didn’t budge in the slightest. Cassis, on the contrary, let out a heated smile as if he loved it.

“Hoo…. Nice. Evelyn, more. My c**k told me to tell you it wants to break through my pants and meet you very soon.”

“W-what are you saying…. Heuk, ngh…!”

Her slick began to flow in streams down his fingers and into his palm. Cassis pressed his upper body completely against her, his hand never ceasing its movements. Consumed by her escalating excitement, Evelyn couldn’t stop squirming, and finally, after trying to grab the corner of the mirror, she even began to beat it with her small fists.

Cassis pulled the hand that had been plunging into her crotch, grabbing her slender wrist and chiding her as he brought it forward.

“You mustn’t do that. Your hands will get scratched, won’t they?”

As he spoke, he intertwined his fingers with hers so she couldn’t escape and thrust them right back into the secret place he had just been fondling. It wasn’t him controlling the touch anymore, but the feeling of her own fingers plunging deep inside her that made Evelyn suddenly terrified. As her fingers were pushed unhesitatingly deep inside, rubbing her already hot inner walls with her own fingerprints, she begged.