The Ring of Bondage - Chapter 3.4

The fabric that had been tightly constricting Leticia’s chest gradually loosened, and a cool sense of release swept over her. Just as her pink areolae began to show beyond the collar slipping down without strength, Mikhail caught her wrist.

“What? Are you getting shy now?”

“As if.”

Heat wavered in Mikhail’s vivid blue eyes as he chuckled playfully. He flicked out his red tongue and licked his lips, then moved his hands with practiced ease.

“I like undressing someone myself far more than just watching.”

It didn’t take long for the hand that had been gripping her wrist hard enough to hurt to slip into her clothes. His large hand twisted and pinched the n****e that was already standing sharp. While her soft b****t was being kneaded messily in his hand, Leticia realized that even this insignificant caress had aroused her completely.

“You’re already soaked.”

Mikhail whispered as he gently stroked between her legs. Just as he said, she was drenched below, wet enough to take him in at any moment. No, it wasn’t merely wet enough. The urge to climb onto him at once and rock her hips wrapped around Leticia’s body.

“Did imagining getting f****d by a theological student make you go into heat?”

“Who knows? As for who devours whom… we’ll only know once we try, won’t we?”

Leticia held back the moan that threatened to slip out and reached out, stroking him through his clothes. His manhood, already fully e***t and hard, was far thicker and longer than she had expected. Could this really be called something human? At its size, larger than most male demons, Leticia swallowed dryly.

“Do you want to eat me that badly? Don’t get impatient and wait a little.”

Together with his relaxed, sly voice, his lips descended onto Leticia’s b****t. Circling his tongue around her n****e and worrying it between his teeth, Mikhail slowly drove Leticia toward the wall. Soon, the cold wall touched her bare back. Blocked between Mikhail’s firm body and the wall, she gasped for breath.

The hand rubbing her stiffly swollen c******s tormented her. Forget foreplay, she wanted him to thrust into her and make her moan right now. Something hot enough that she couldn’t even fully grasp it with one hand was twitching beneath that abstinent uniform, and the fluid flowing from her below was wetting his hand, so why was he dragging this out so much? Leticia suppressed her hips as they bucked on their own and provoked him.

“Hah, are you scared and dawdling, maybe?”

“Cute.”

His answer to the provocation was short, but his reaction was clear. Beneath the uniform he had carelessly pulled up, his dark manhood was revealed. She had guessed its size even when she had stroked him over his clothes, but the member actually revealed was beyond what she had imagined.

The manhood, with veins protruding ominously, felt less like a body part and more like a weapon or a living creature. Only then did Leticia regret that her provocation might have been pointless. No matter how heated she was, his size was far too large for him to enter without preparation.

“W-Wait… ah!”

The glans that had rubbed long against her drenched s*x immediately thrust deep into her entrance. Even her inner walls, wet enough to be slippery, couldn’t easily swallow him. The manhood that forced its way inside and spread her body tight at once struck her cervix hard and pushed upward.

Dizzying pleasure dyed her vision white. Unable even to properly cry out, Leticia panted shallowly. Her body trembled finely. Even that slight trembling sent stimulation scattering in every direction.

“Hah…”

“You’re the one who refused consideration, huu. Don’t forget that.”

Mikhail whispered with a languid breath and lifted her hips. Leticia, suspended in the air while being pierced through, struggled and dug her nails into his shoulders. The demon’s sharp nails pierced the white uniform and scraped his skin. It should have hurt quite a bit, but he paid it no mind and smiled languidly.