The Ring of Bondage - Chapter 3.5

His weight bore down, making the penetration deep. Leticia squirmed as she took him all the way to the base, his enormous manhood so unreasonable that it probably wouldn’t have gone all the way in with an ordinary position. He had said she had refused his consideration and whatnot, but Mikhail waited until her breathing steadied.

Only after her short breaths gradually calmed could Leticia look at him again. Even as he sucked noisily around her chest as if she were lovely, he would glance up at her and smile from time to time. That languid smile was so proper it seemed sacred, yet obscenely lewd in a way that didn’t suit it.

While those contradictory impressions mixed together and warped, he lightly traced the line of her back with the tip of his index finger and said,

“This should be enough, right? I’m getting impatient now too.”

She had no room to answer. His words had barely ended before he snapped his hips hard. The shaft she had been struggling to hold seemed to pull out of her body until only the tip remained, then it slammed roughly back in.

Before she could even enjoy the chilling sensation of him scraping down her inner walls, a dull, heavy pleasure drove roughly through the inside of her body.

Each time his thick manhood thrust into her body and her c******s scraped against his coarse hair, her breath caught again and again. The climax he forcibly drew out was far too quick and long.

“Hah, ah! Ahng…! Mikha, ah!”

She couldn’t come to her senses. With nowhere to hold on but his shoulders, Leticia writhed and cried out.

Nothing was going the way she wanted. Her mind, swept up in pleasure, made her forget even who she was joining her body with and where this place was. The only things she could feel were the n****e he tormented with his tongue and teeth, and her s*x being forced open.

Only after a long while did Leticia go limp while holding on around his shoulders. Her body, made unbearably sensitive, still twitched and clung to him even after the climax had subsided. Because he didn’t stop moving his hips, her body kept shaking. His low-pitched laughter, the excitement mixed into it, not a single part of it wasn’t obscene. The same went for his lips, which kept kissing her bare shoulder.

“Hngh… You’re pretty…”

“You’re still bluffing. It’s fine, that part of you is cute too.”

Because of the heated haze, his words sounded dizzying. Wasn’t it about time for him to come? Leticia thought that with both relief and regret. Because his hips didn’t stop moving, her thoughts scattered incoherently too. She wasn’t a succubus, but with a man like this, even his seed would probably be a fairly abundant source of essence for her. But it would be a shame to end it like this. Mikhail’s voice slipped into her chaotically tangled mind.

“Huu, anyway, I think this should be enough.”

Leticia guessed that meant he was about to e*******e, but that expectation was lightly overturned.

“It was a little rough to call it foreplay, but, well, you’re a demon, so I trust you’ll be fine.”

“Hah, what are you…?”

Before she could even finish asking back, his solid, hard manhood roughly pierced her below once more. Her entire lower abdomen throbbed dully, and a tingling pleasure climbed up her spine. If even the tips of her toes had been touching the ground, she might have been able to steady herself, but with her whole body lifted by him, it felt as if not a single sensation remained under her control.

“Hah, haang! S-Slowly… ah!”

“You must have misspoken. You meant, harder, right?”

Before she had any chance to answer that hateful voice, a second o****m overtook Leticia. It was such an urgent climax that she couldn’t even think that it was unfair or strange. It was as if he were forcibly wringing her erogenous spots and making pleasure burst out.

The juices flowing out in abundance soaked the hem of his white clothes. If she had been her usual self, Leticia would have shuddered in excitement at the sight of his thoroughly wrinkled uniform being stained obscenely.

But right now, she had no time to check anything like that. All she could do was surrender everything to the pleasure crushing her brain into a mess and be shaken by it.

“Hahk, ahng! Ah! Ah, aah…!”

“Say it. Ask me to pound you harder.”

“Hah, ah…! Harder, pound me harder, nnngh, more!”

Spitting out exactly what he told her to say, Leticia let out cries loud enough to make her throat go hoarse.

Never before had her own moans sounded so obscene to her ears. Until now, the cries she made during s*x had only been for setting the mood, never something that burst out because she couldn’t hold them back.

And it wasn’t only her moans that felt that way. Everything about this act was unfamiliar. S*x where she climaxed again and again without holding the initiative for even a single moment? And with a human, no less. With a theological student.

“Haaang! It feels good, sob…! More, ahng!”