The Red Witch - Chapter 86 🔞

TN: "Rayne" -> "Laine"

The tight warmth gripped him all the way to the base of his fingers, heightening his anticipation. Hungry for more, Ael pushed in another finger.

“Ah—”

Kiara drew in a sharp breath as more slickness welled up. As he suspected, she was drenched inside.

Pleased, Ael didn’t stop there. He curled his fingers and slowly began to explore her depths, searching.

“Mmm.”

At one spot, Kiara’s moan grew sharper, and soon the wet sounds between them grew louder with every movement. Her body responded eagerly, her desire unmistakable.

Her pxssy was now slick with her juices, and for some reason, she felt like she was salivating.

Am I just thirsty? Well then, there’s a simple fix for that — just drink.

Ael buried his face between Kiara’s legs.

“Hah… hng…”

As Kiara drew in a ragged breath, Ael ran the pointed tip of his tongue along the folds of her inner lips.

Kiara always seemed reluctant whenever he licked her there. She would tell him to stop, or try to push his head away. Though it never really seemed like she hated it.

He had yet to touch either her entrance or her clxt. All he’d done was lazily trace his tongue over the soft folds that sheltered her entrance, and already broken moans were spilling from her lips.

Moans weren’t the only thing spilling.

‘Look at her, dripping like this.’

The corner of Ael’s mouth curled upward as he swept his tongue through the warm nectar welling up from between her thighs, swallowing every drop. The moment the thick tip of his tongue brushed against her, Kiara’s entrance puckered and flexed as though trying to steal a kiss.

So impatient.

With a quiet snort of amusement, he slid a finger inside instead of sealing his lips over it. He’d always been the type to save the best part for last.

Even so, her entrance welcomed his finger just as eagerly. He thrust into the tight passage with obvious satisfaction while it suckled at him, kneading and nibbling around his finger as though determined to devour it.

Wet, squelching sounds filled the room, tickling his ears with every stroke. As his tongue continued lavishing attention on her, it finally brushed against the small bud peeking from its hood.

“Ah—no… ngh!”

Sensing the pleasure about to overtake her, Kiara shook her head frantically. Her body, however, told a very different story.

Her slick arousal had already soaked Ael’s hand clear to the back of it, and every time his finger slipped in and out, her walls clenched around him with all their strength, refusing to let him go.

Just imagining her squeezing around his cxck like this sent a shiver racing down the base of Ael’s spine.

Even so, Ael was a remarkably patient man. It was hard to believe, judging from the way he rampaged across a battlefield. But if one wanted to charge in without restraint as he did, they first had to wait for the right moment.

After gently suckling the swollen little nub nestled at the apex of her folds, Ael carefully teased back its hood with the tip of his tongue. At last, her blood-flushed c******s emerged in full.

Yet instead of pouncing on it, he merely circled his tongue around it, teasing the sensitive flesh without touching it directly. Like he was warming up.

But only for a moment. As Kiara’s moans finally began to subside, Ael seized the opening as though he’d been waiting for precisely that instant. He pursed his lips into a tight circle, sealed them over her c******s, and sucked hard.

“Ahh!”

The pleasure struck without warning. Kiara’s hips jerked off the bed as a moan that was almost a scream burst from her lips. Her thighs trembled, clamping fiercely around the finger buried inside her.

Ael, however, showed no intention of giving her even a moment’s respite. Burying his face between her thighs until even his nose pressed against her, he continued to suck at her clxt without mercy.

After all, a successful ambush was supposed to begin in an instant and never let up once the attack had started.

The tiny room was filled with the wet sounds of slurp… slurp…, Kiara’s frail, wavering moans, and the slick squelch of his fingers driving steadily into her.

All the while, Kiara felt as though her mind were slipping away. The world before her eyes dissolved into white until she could scarcely think at all. Even then, a handful of sensations remained impossibly vivid, tormenting her without pause.

The smooth glide of his fingers through her drenched warmth. The increasingly lewd squelch that accompanied every thrust.

By then, Ael’s relentless teasing had left her clxt swollen to its limit, so exquisitely sensitive that the lightest brush sent jolts racing through her entire body.

Finally, Ael caught the swollen nub gently between his front teeth.

“Ah… I-I’m going to… ngh!” she cried, her voice breaking into a desperate plea.

Her lower belly had tightened so fiercely that the urge to pee became almost overwhelming, but she had no idea what it was she thought was about to come out.

No matter how desperately she pleaded, Ael paid her no mind. His lips still wrapped around her clxt as his front teeth gently nibbled at it, refusing to relent.

At last, Kiara’s thighs gave a violent tremble. Then she came, like something that had been dammed inside her breaking free. No, it felt less like something spilling free than bursting loose.

As though welcoming the flood pouring from her in great, helpless gushes, Ael spread his tongue wide and sealed it over her entrance.

His throat bobbed visibly as he drank down everything she gave him, and by the end, he pushed his tongue deep inside her.

As Ael flexed the tip of his tongue, scraping up every last drop pooled within her, an unbearable itch began to bloom somewhere deep inside Kiara’s belly.