The Vengeful Kidnapping Drama’s Transmigrated Female Lead - Chapter 80

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“Ah, nng, hah, haahh…!”

“And your n*****s got even harder.”

His thick thumb and index finger gently pinched both n*****s, pulling them like taffy.

“Is this what you like?”

“No, hic, ahnn…!”

“Yeah right.”

Terche laughed mockingly before releasing her n*****s with a flick. Her jelly-like b*****s bounced elastically from the recoil. His Adam’s apple bobbed heavily as his large hands grabbed both round mounds. Thump, thump, his thrusts became more violent.

“Ah, hah, nng, aahn…!”

While pounding into her hard enough to make her bottom quiver, his hands never stopped moving – kneading her b*****s like dough, rubbing her n*****s with his thumbs, and lightly scratching her areolas. Getting her lower half stirred up was overwhelming enough, but with him tormenting her chest, one of her sensitive spots, Psyche felt like she was about to die.

She finally burst into tears, but showing no intention of mercy, his pace only quickened and his thrusts deepened. Psyche grabbed his forearms while sobbing, pushing them away only to grab them again in an endless cycle. His hard, hot member scratched all her itchy spots in a way that felt good, yet the intensity was painful.

“Huu, hiik…!”

The climax came without warning. Her hips jerked violently. Though clearly aware she’d come, Terche didn’t slow down at all. Instead, his thrusts grew fiercer. Now what escaped Psyche’s lips were pure screams.

Each time his blunt tip struck deep inside with a thump, thump, shivers ran through her mind, and even his tight balls slapping against her perineum felt like too much stimulation. Her body tensed up before trembling finely. Another climax.

“Huah, aah, haaahnn…”

Psyche panted blankly with half-lidded eyes, her gaze unfocused. At that moment, his member suddenly pulled out.

“Don’t, lose consciousness.”

“Ah, huuk…”

Perhaps from the sudden emptiness below, her hole twitched and dripped fluid longingly. To show such a response even after climaxing so many times. As she turned her head away with a blush, Terche grabbed her chin and made her look at him.

“You should know who you’re having s*x with.”

“Huu, this is, hah, forced… haaahn!”

She tried to say this wasn’t s*x but forced relations, but couldn’t finish. His merciless weapon had plunged so deep it felt like it would pierce her lower belly.

“Whether it’s s*x or force.”

The man’s face was expressionless as he slowly pulled out while muttering. However, his blue eyes burned hot as they stared at her.

“Just know whose c**k is stirring up your p***y.”

“Hic, nngh…!”

He thrust in hard with a thump, thump while bringing his face close as if to kiss her. When Psyche reflexively tried to turn away, his hand gripping her chin tightened forcefully. Because of this, she had to show him her pleasured expression head-on. At a distance where their hot breaths intertwined, the roughly panting man licked her cheek – messy with saliva and tears – and whispered.

“Haah, say, my name.”

“No, huuk!”

As if displeased with her refusal, Terche sharply bit her earlobe. He urged with a deeply hoarse voice.

“Hurry.”

“Ah-hah, st-hic, stop…!”

“If you want me to finish even a bit faster, hah, you better say my name.”

“No, hic, no…, haah!”

As Psyche flailed and pushed against his shoulders, Terche pulled halfway out before suddenly plunging back in, pressing his blunt tip deep inside her repeatedly. The gesture seemed both like gently coaxing a disobedient child and giving a frightening punishment.

“Ha, ugh, huungh…”

Her eyes went wide. Just that alone brought her to climax again. Though she panted with her fingertips and toes trembling from the almost cruel pleasure, Terche showed no mercy this time either.

He kept demanding she say his name while softly threatening to lick and bite her cheeks, neck, and ears. Below, the rough thrusting continued with wet sounds. Despite such persistent caresses and hip movements that could have made her slip up and call his name at least once, Psyche’s lips showed no sign of even forming the ‘Te’ of Terche. He clicked his tongue and furrowed his brow.

“So stubborn.”

Perhaps realizing she wouldn’t say his name no matter what he did, he stopped asking her to call it. Instead, he straightened his upper body, firmly gripped her thighs, and began thrusting down into her from above.

“Ah, hah, ang, aang!”

Though his thrusts were temperamental, her softened entrance eagerly accepted him, tightly gripping his member. She arched her back and let out sharp moans like screams. Though she tried to stop her cries by biting her lower lip, it was futile. Each time his member rapidly entered and scraped everywhere inside, an electric pleasure resembling pain spread throughout her body, making her tingle all over.