The Vengeful Kidnapping Drama’s Transmigrated Female Lead - Chapter 87

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He frowned as he pushed his hips forward again, eyes on Terche.

“My c**k seems to be getting covered in your c*m.”

Psyche glanced at Terche then quickly lowered her eyes. Terche watched them silently with his usual expressionless face, seemingly uninterested in responding to Rezus. Suddenly shame and inexplicable excitement rushed over her simultaneously.

Being taken in this position, shown to men she’d been with…

But that thought quickly vanished as Rezus wrapped one hand around her lower belly, pulling her closer, and suddenly increased his pace.

“…!”

“I’ll make you release more fluid.”

His rigid member began roughly thrusting against her sensitive walls, as if he’d been holding back until now. Late moans burst from Psyche’s mouth as she stared wide-eyed, unable to make a sound before.

“Ah, too, fa-, ung, haang…!”

His promise to “make her release more fluid” was serious. Rezus alternated between frenzied thrusts and rhythmic movements targeting her weak spots. His thick, massive member already stimulated every inner fold, but he deliberately attacked her sensitive areas with his blunt tip. The pleasure was almost torturous – she was already close to climaxing.

Something like the urge to urinate built up intensely with each deep thrust. She was already leaking an immense amount of fluid, indistinguishable between arousal and urine.

She twisted her hips in resistance, but his firm hold left her unable to escape either his embrace or the pleasure. She could only accept it all, including the overwhelmingly strong sensations.

“Ah, no, no, haaang…!”

What she tried to hold back finally burst. At that moment, Rezus suddenly withdrew. As his massive member popped out, clear streams shot from her hole. The fountain-like fluid sprayed her thighs, Rezus’s legs, belly, and the rug.

She cried out, thrashing as if electrocuted. Tears fell down her peach-colored cheeks, saliva dripping along her delicate jawline, head thrown back exposing her pale neck.

“Squirting nicely. Haa, squirt more.”

“Ah, huu, no, huang…!”

Focus returned to Psyche’s eyes, mouth open showing her red tongue, as the streams between her legs weakened. Her face turned bright red as if it would burst at a touch, and she broke into tears like a child. The shame of releasing such fluids in front of everyone was unspeakable.

“Psyche, in times like these, you shouldn’t say ‘no’. You should say ‘thank you’.”

Due to her intense climax, with a body drained of strength, she barely struggled as Rezus tightly embraced her waist from behind and slowly rubbed his soft glans against her entrance. Just as the wet sounds echoed, his member slid back into her opening.

“Haahng…!”

“I’m trying to clean you thoroughly inside, deliberately hitting only the spots you like right now.”

Thud, thud, thud. He spoke in staccato while forcefully thrusting inside. Ah, ang, Psyche let out short, broken moans while her inner thighs trembled. Her already softened flesh from multiple climaxes received continuous stimulation, turning her mind to mush again. She writhed while sobbing loudly. Though she felt like dying from shame, the pleasure overwhelming even that shame was once again dominating her entire body. His member was so long and thick that when he penetrated to the depths, electric tremors spread to her fingertips and toes, and when he pulled out slowly, scratching against her inner walls, her scalp tingled. Simply put, she felt like going crazy from pleasure.

“Ngh, heuk, eung, eung…!”

The pace gradually quickened. Her pale, round b*****s, spread gently from her backwards-arched posture, bounced violently. Between her widely spread thighs, his dark red c**k repeatedly disappeared and reappeared quickly with wet, squelching sounds. All sorts of fluids splashed around their connected parts as white foam formed, and transparent whitish liquids clung thickly to his shaft and balls.

The sounds of moans and heavy breathing grew louder. Even knowing that the men could clearly see her chest bouncing wildly and the glistening flesh-pillar moving between her legs, she couldn’t think to cover either above or below. She was too busy floundering in the shockingly intense pleasure. Because her juices kept gushing out, her bottom was not just soaked but sticky as if she’d wet herself thoroughly. His wet balls sticking and rubbing against her bottom, and his rough body hair scratching her tender skin – there wasn’t a single sensation that didn’t drive her crazy.

“Ah, heut, eung, aang…!”

The man, thrusting like a dog in heat unable to control itself, began moving his hips more roughly. Thud-thud-thud-thud, his round glans struck her deepest point rapidly and continuously. Stars flashed before her eyes. Psyche cried out with a loud moan.