When I Swapped Bodies with That Dangerous Nerd - Chapter 13

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Chapter 13

A tight, full feeling gripped her insides. Her s*x tingled, like ants crawling over it. The inside of her body fluttered with anticipation, leaking the seed he’d stuffed into her earlier, bit by bit. It felt foreign, not like her own. Milana panted for a moment, then barely pulled herself together and threw out one timid sentence.

“But… we swapped bodies back, so maybe we can stop now…”

She couldn’t finish. The man’s face changed in an instant. He’d been smiling so gently with that handsome face. Milana had even thought, maybe he’s not as scary as I thought? Her head went numb. He looked like a great demon ripping up through the earth. The dramatic shift stunned her senseless.

“Now that you’ve gotten what you wanted, you’re saying you’re done having s*x with me?”

Huh…? Something about that sounded off.

Milana’s eyes shook violently.

“No, no. I just meant the spell is done now… so do we really need to keep going…”

She kept sneaking glances at the man’s hardening expression, still not understanding what was wrong with her words. I mean, sure, it felt really good, but why did Bova want to keep doing this with her? This was something people who liked each other did. The horrifying photo collection flashed through her mind again. Her burning body suddenly went cold. She didn’t know exactly what Bova felt toward her, but there was clearly something dark at the bottom of it.

The moment she finished speaking, the man’s lips trembled.

“You really—”

You know how I feel and you’re still saying this?

Her head boiled over, but in a different way than before. A cold, sinking feeling spread through her chest. Anger, disappointment, hurt. Every negative emotion tangled together and set her brain on fire. He’d known for a long time that Milana might be afraid of him. But what the head knows and what the heart feels aren’t always the same.

The blood rushing wildly through his veins soon surged downward, making him even bigger.

“Hahk!”

It consumed him. A desperate need to conquer. He had to break the person he’d spent so long pining for, no matter what.

In the blink of an eye, his p***s plunged inside her entrance. The woman thrashed like a bird caught in a snare. Her hands clutched helplessly at the crumpled sheets. At the same time, the man’s thick arms wrapped around the female body with the brutal grip of a hunter seizing his prey.

His eyes watched her struggling with dark satisfaction, irises swirling with shadowed marbling.

You’re mine.

I decided that the moment I first met you. If you didn’t want this, you shouldn’t have caught my eye.

But separate from the man’s burning emotions, the inside of Milana’s body, which he was tasting for the first time, was pure ecstasy. Her small face gave off a maddening sweetness as she whimpered against his chest. He gladly answered the raging in his heart, thrusting roughly into the swollen s*x. He pressed each inner fold with care, waking every cluster of nerves where her pleasure gathered. The pleasure climbed two or three steps at a time, and the woman had no idea what to do with her body.

“Good, right?”

Bova spoke deliberately, like casting a spell. You have to like it. Because you’ll be doing this with me for the rest of your life.

Milana couldn’t keep her head straight through the sudden, overheated act. The large body nailed her ruthlessly to the bed. His p***s hammered deep inside without mercy. The heightened sensations she’d never known climbed up her inner walls, climbed up the swollen bud being pounded relentlessly by the head of his c**k, numbing her mind.

Milana clawed at the sheets like she wanted to tear them apart and screamed.

“Bova! Bova! Why are you suddenly acting like this!”

“Vladimir.”

“Vlad… imir…! Hngh—”

“Good girl.”

The man pulled his p***s out in one motion and flipped the woman’s body over. Milana hiccupped at the feeling of her insides being swept clean all at once. The empty hole clenched restlessly, begging to be filled again. The instinctive pumping motion pushed out the s***n she’d been holding inside.

The sight made his head spin. The man swallowed without realizing it. The cute little hole was chewing on his seed so deliciously. And the way it kept leaking out, messy and lewd, felt so regretful. Without thinking, he pressed his thumb in and pushed some of his desire back inside. Buried it deep, right up to the root. Planted a seed. And darkly hoped it would someday sprout.

“Hic…”

Milana had to helplessly endure the thick p***s shoving between her b******s the moment his fingers left her s*x. The mushroom-shaped harpoon pierced through her insides, bullying her for something to give up. It rammed against her vaginal walls, and finally against the deepest part, the mouth of her womb, swollen and tense, demanding surrender.