Chapter 159
“Hm?”
Was his voice a bit too urgent?
Or had he finally come to his senses after releasing so much desire?
Ashtel paused the seemingly endless thrusting and softly kissed Payne’s spine as she asked,
“What’s wrong, Payne?”
She didn’t miss the chance to gently rotate her hips.
The large shaft pierced through him, stabbing at his bladder, causing Payne to tremble uncontrollably.
Blushing deep into his neck, he stammered,
“I—I think that’s enough… please take it out.”
“You’re not done yet, are you? I can make you feel even better.”
Her hands slid down his spine, tracing along the crease of his beautifully parted b******s, caressing the folds of his hole.
Each movement from Ashtel felt like an invitation to release, and Payne groaned while searching for words.
“It’s not that…”
How could he even begin to say it?
That he wanted to empty himself? That he needed to go to the bathroom?
He knew the nature of Ashtel, a succubus.
If he let go now, she would surely tempt him further. But Payne absolutely, under no circumstances, wanted that.
“Hmm…”
Noticing how Payne’s thighs and shoulders tensed each time she teasingly prodded him, Ashtel reached forward and grabbed his member.
Startled, Payne tried to pull her hand away, but she returned, softly rubbing the tip covered in her juices.
“Payne, do you want to release?”
“…”
“Hm?”
“N-no…”
“Liar. You’re holding it in right now.”
She knew full well that the “release” Ashtel was talking about wasn’t the s***n he’d been spilling moments ago.
Like a trapped mouse, Payne trembled as he caught her wrist persistently rubbing his ur-thra.
“Please, stop…”
Tears, like sweat, began to form.
Payne was using every ounce of strength to hold the urgent need to urinate rising rapidly inside him.
Unaware that his desperate struggle only fueled Ashtel’s unnatural desires.
‘My goodness, Payne looks so delicious.’
She was losing herself again.
“Hm? Since when did you get so urgent?”
“Ugh, Ashtel!”
“Well, if you don’t want to release, then we can just keep going.”
“Damn it. Hngh!”
If Ashtel had lost it, Payne was one step from breaking down.
Her hips, which had slowed earlier, suddenly quickened again, pounding into him from behind.
His loosened insides, unaware of his will, nibbled and chewed the d***o relentlessly.
Ashtel pressed firmly against the spots Payne reacted to, then shifted to a deeper point that seemed to press on his bladder. She focused her rhythmic grinding there.
“Gah, ugh, ugh, ah, hng!”
Each time she pulled back and thrust forward, his insides shook violently.
Payne buried his forehead in the pillowcase, letting out distant moans and shedding tears.
Hours of orgasms, the burning heat in his member building toward climax, and the relentless pounding pushed Payne to the brink of collapse.
“St-stop, no, ah, no!”
Now Ashtel’s thumb was wildly rubbing the tip of his shaft, provoking sensations beyond climax.
Payne gritted his teeth, trying to block out every sensation.
His body jerked back and forth, his head shaking as he dug his nails into his clenched fists.
“Mm, ah, Payne, don’t hold back so much.”
Ashtel leaned on his back, her long hair tickling his side. Even that became stimulation, and Payne groaned like a wounded beast.
“I heard holding back isn’t good for you.”
“Ugh…”
“You’re so good. Let’s pee now.”
He didn’t even want to respond to that.
Maybe sensing Payne would hold out till the end, Ashtel lifted her head briefly to look at her beloved prey buried in the sheets.
Stopping the bladder-shaking thrusts, she gently pressed her lips together and kissed him softly like soothing a puppy. Payne’s tensed muscles relaxed.
He now muttered unintelligibly, trembling all over.
Grasping his shaft with both hands, she caressed the pillar and rubbed the front area briskly with her palm. A familiar warmth welled up as fluid spilled out.
“Sob, huff, ugh.”
Heavy breaths escaped, as if he could no longer endure.
Unlike demons, humans are so shy and patient. Ashtel said kindly, smiling and leaving a deep kiss mark on Payne’s back.
At the same moment, she thrust up sharply, grabbing his shaft firmly. Payne’s pupils dilated and went slack as he lost control.
The first e*********n was his own s***n, expelled dozens of times before.
But soon, another fluid of a different color began dripping onto the pale sheets.
With the soft thud against the comforter, Payne’s hips trembled violently.
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