Chapter 18
“Ugh, ah…”
With teary eyes, Psyche looked up at the man claiming her body. Rezus furrowed his brow as if swallowing a bitter pill. Exhaling a deep sigh, he withdrew slowly from her. Before she could even moan at the sensation of him sliding out, the hot, rigid shaft pressed back in at an agonizingly slow pace, sinking deep inside her again.
“…!”
After repeating the motion a few more times, Psyche’s lips parted slightly. A faint, dull ache and a strange heat radiated from their joined point. The overwhelming sensation of fullness made her feel breathless. Just as she bit her lip to stifle a sound, a sudden, merciless thrust tore through her with a loud, wet noise. A searing pleasure, like a heated blade scraping against an itching spot, surged through her completely.
“Ahh, ughhh!”
The sound that escaped her lips was undeniably a moan, soft and trembling. The most sensitive flesh inside her convulsed in tight spasms, gripping his manhood as if trying to devour it. Rezus groaned, his face caught between pain and pleasure, before letting out a soft chuckle.
“Didn’t you say you didn’t want this?”
“Ugh, you bastard…”
“And what does that make you, whining like that under this bastard?”
Before Psyche could reply, the thick, rigid length slipped out smoothly, only to slide back in, filling her again with a slow, deliberate thrust.
“Ahhh… hnn…”
Psyche whimpered as she pushed against his firm chest. It no longer felt overwhelming or painful. Instead, her body burned as if it had been set alight, every nerve hypersensitive to the slightest touch. She could even feel every raised vein along the shaft rubbing against her tender walls.
“You might not like me, but it seems your body loves my c**k.”
“Ah, no… that’s not…”
“What do you mean, ‘no’? Look at this—it’s soaked in your juices.”
His swollen, glistening manhood was drenched, shining as if coated in sweet nectar. With a wet, slapping sound, the hot, rigid length drove all the way to the deepest point inside her in one thrust. Rezus captured her trembling lips in a kiss, devouring her with his heat.
“Haa… How does it taste? It’s your first time, isn’t it?”
“Ugh, ah…”
“You’re not even answering now, huh?”
His rock-solid, massive frame pressed against her smaller body as he moved slowly, pulling out and pushing back in with deliberate ease. The lewd, squelching sounds of their union echoed in time with his unhurried rhythm.
Trapped within his broad chest, Psyche gasped like a fish out of water. The pleasure was paradoxically so intense that it felt painful, and the torturously slow pace left her craving more. At this rate, she feared she’d lose herself, her body betraying her, writhing like a desperate feline in heat. Struggling, she gripped his shoulders tightly.
“J-Just, ugh, hurry up and finish… please…”
“……”
Rezus remained silent for a moment, his gaze shifting sharply.
“Just don’t beg me to do it again after we’re done.”
“Why would I… I’d never… ugh!”
After licking away her tears, Rezus slowly lifted his upper body. Gripping her feminine hips firmly, he caused her body to tense instinctively. His crimson eyes, glinting with intense desire, bore down on her as he began moving his hips rhythmically.
“Ah, ahh, ugh, hnng…!”
Neither too fast nor too slow, he continued to push his length into her, deeply, and then even deeper. His well-built, bronzed back flexed in a sinuous rhythm, expertly stirring her from within. Her honey-gold hair spilled messily over the bed, rippling with each of his thrusts. Rezus licked his upper lip with his tongue as his hands tightly grasped her bouncing b*****s.
“Ugh, ah, ahh, ahhh!”
“Hah, seems like you really enjoy it here.”
His throbbing, swollen manhood pressed insistently on her most sensitive spot, hitting it with deliberate precision. The convulsions inside her grew stronger, and slick fluids poured out continuously. Rezus muttered a low, crude curse under his breath as he softly but firmly pressed his palm against her flushed, swollen nub, rubbing it in a slow, tantalizing motion.
“S-Stop…!”
THWACK―! He pulled his member out to the tip, then thrust it all the way back in like a strike. Psyche could barely breathe amidst the flooding pleasure. Before the climax that reached her head could fade, his massively e***t c**k slowly withdrew, then swept in once more, striking her entire inner wall. At the intense climax, her inside spread to its limit, greedily gripping the man’s thing.
“For something you dislike, you’re squeezing quite tight.”
“Don’t… hnng… say such… things…”
“Hah, so you want me to shut up and just f**k?”
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