Chapter 114
“Ha… ahh…”
Danel let out a hot, ragged breath.
He thrust instinctively a few more times, and I could feel the thick release from his tip rubbing against the mouth of my womb.
“Haa… hah, ahh… haaa…”
I caught my breath in his arms as my mind slowly began to register what had happened.
Lately, Danel had been utterly absorbed in controlling my pleasure.
He would heat my body right up to the brink of climax—then time it so that I awakened just as we both reached the peak together.
It seemed he liked the way I quivered with pleasure, half-asleep and drenched in drowsy heat.
Because of that, I often woke up at the very edge of climax.
In fact, ever since our journey began, most mornings had started this way.
“Haah… again… from dawn…”
I murmured the words as if in protest, but I made no move to stop him. Danel knew that too, and simply pressed his lips against the nape of my neck.
If I told him to stop, he would stop immediately.
No matter how much joy he took in the act, the moment I disliked it, it would lose all meaning for him.
But… how could I possibly refuse something like this?
Even the feeling of being half-asleep and shaken into climax was intensely stimulating.
It was this man who made me tremble with pleasure.
“Mmh…”
Danel still held me tightly in his arms, rolling his hips in slow, deliberate circles. The tip pressed against my womb was still pulsing, spilling the last of his hot seed in heavy surges.
It was always like this.
The longer he held back, the longer his release would last.
He would wait until I stirred awake, then bring us both to climax together.
By the time my consciousness returned, Danel would already be at his very limit, having delayed his own release as long as possible.
Perhaps because of that, even after he came, his shaft often remained hard needing only the smallest spark to ignite again.
I reached up, pulling the back of his neck toward me.
Our lips met in a breathless kiss, and I slid my tongue past his to taste him deeply.
If Danel loved seeing me moan in pleasure the moment I awoke,
Then I, in turn, loved watching this steadfast man unravel under the weight of his own desire.
And on mornings like this, it was easy to draw out that side of him
because unlike his reason, which whispered that he should stop,
his instincts could never be satisfied with a single release.
If anything, the longer he restrained himself, the more fiercely he burned.
“Laurea…”
Danel whispered my name, his voice thick with bliss.
Then his arms lifted me, turning my body onto my side.
Even as Danel shifted our position, he didn’t withdraw from me—
his stubbornness laid bare in the way he refused to let even an inch of distance form between us.
Once he had settled, Danel wrapped his arm around my thigh.
He rolled his hips, and the shaft that had just finished spilling its seed slid out of me only for him to thrust back in with a wet, heavy sound.
“Ah…!”
A cry tore from my lips as my body twisted instinctively,
but his hands clamped around my waist held me firmly in place.
Danel began to move again.
His rigid length ground between the slick walls,
now drenched with a mix of my fluids and his own.
“Ah, aaah… uh, mmh—!”
Lying sideways on the bed, I took him deep inside.
Perhaps because of the scissor-like angle of our entwined bodies,
each thrust reached even deeper than before.
Schlick, schlick.
The obscene wet sounds of our bodies echoed as moisture splattered across the sheets.
Clutching the fabric beneath me, I trembled under the flood of pleasure.
Having already climaxed once, my body was unbearably sensitive
every brush, every touch felt like it struck a nerve made only for ecstasy.
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