The Nymph Wants to be Plundered - Chapter 70

“Ah….”

At the sound of her voice, thick with frustration, Cassis answered the unspoken question with a low, amused chuckle.

“We’ve barely even started.”

“Cass… iss, f**k, ah—”

Her voice was a broken, nasal whimper, his name spilling from her lips in ragged pieces. He loved it. Gripping her ankles, he gave them a rough shake, and Evelyn’s head lolled to the side, her hair a wild spill across the pillow.

“Hnng—!”

“I tried to wake you up nicely.”

“Ah—ah—”

His words tangled with the filthy, wet sounds of her c**t taking him, each thrust forcing another choked gasp from her throat.

“You were sleeping facedown, so I turned you over—but then you curled right back up like some stubborn little bird hiding in the snow.”

“Nn—f**k—”

If she had the presence of mind to ask what the f**k that had to do with stripping her naked and shoving inside her while she was still half-asleep, he wouldn’t have an answer. At least, not one that would hold up under scrutiny.

But Evelyn—Evelyn, who knew exactly where Cassis’ self-control frayed—didn’t argue. Instead, she did something worse. Her sleep-addled mind was still foggy, still struggling to catch up, but her body moved on instinct, rolling her hips in a slow, filthy grind. The stretch of him inside her was good, but not enough—she needed more, needed him deeper, harder.

The slick heat of her thighs, sticky with sweat and her own arousal, rubbing against him—f**k, it was maddening. But worse—better—was the way his gaze burned into her, dark and hungry, like he wanted to devour her alive.

“Evelyn.”

Her name was a growl on his lips, rough and possessive.

My countless titles—none sounded as sweet as the one he called me now. Human-born nymph—better than any other name I’d ever heard. Evelyn even entertained the dangerous thought of his terrifyingly hard, tree-trunk-like lower body slamming into her, lifting her up. Even though they were already joined, she wanted to bury herself completely in him. But she didn’t dare act on it, chewing nervously on her lower lip instead.

“…….”

Of course, that bad habit grated on Cassis’ nerves.

“Don’t.”

“What’s wr—Mmmph!”

He released her legs, but without leaving even a sliver of space between their lower bodies, his torso slowly leaned over her dazed face. Her lips, which had been nibbled raw, parted helplessly as his thick tongue pushed in, claiming her mouth just as thoroughly as the rest of her.

“Hn, nngh…”

As if swallowing molten metal, her voice strained under the overwhelming sensation—but his tongue soothed her, meticulously tracing the inside of her cheek. Then, as his body tilted forward, the impossibly deep thrust of his c**k found even the smallest gap and pushed in further.

“Ah—ah, haah…!”

The lips that had been toying with her tongue suddenly withdrew, his nose brushing her heated cheek as if to part it. The tender assault—hot enough to melt stone—made her tightly shut eyes flutter helplessly beneath their lids, the muscles around them twitching in turn.

Beautiful.

No—more precisely, it was the way her reactions shifted so perfectly under his touch. Cassis, ever the gentleman, withdrew his tongue only to push it back in, catching the tip of hers between his teeth through her parted lips and sucking lightly.

“Hah… haa…”

Her voice, already breathless, climbed up her throat and shattered softly against his ear.

Then, sliding his arms beneath her shoulders, Cassis lifted her effortlessly and began a slow, deliberate rhythm. The slick, tangled pleasure of their joined bodies kept them locked together, inseparable.

“Ah—ah!”

The c**k buried deep inside her seemed far from finished, relentlessly tormenting her sensitive velvety walls as it pulsed with heat. The slick, velvety folds of her soaked c**t clenched tight around him as he tilted her body slightly to the right.

“Hng—I’m gonna fall apart… fall apart, fall…!”

“You feel this side better.”

What kind of nonsense was that? She was feeling it right now.

Evelyn wanted to snap back, but the sudden rush of pleasure from the new angle left her trembling, lips quivering—utterly helpless. He wasn’t even thrusting hard, wasn’t pulling out all the way before slamming back in, yet electric shocks of sensation crackled all the way down to her toes.

“Hah—! Ah, ah, ah, hng!”

A tingling heat coiled in her lower belly before spilling over, her slick gushing out around his c**k in thick, sticky waves. Cassis kept his eyes half-lidded, maintaining this exact angle as he rocked into her—shallow, relentless, maddening.