Vol 6 Chapter 2 (1/2)
Volume 6 Chapter 2: G.o.dly Thief Ca.s.sia
Aiwa firmly groped her delicate little buns, morphing Ca.s.sia’s facial expression.
“Hero…. you’re…. hurting me!”
Ca.s.sia didn’t shrink back, merely believing that Aiwa was using excessive force; he would be damaging her tender and lovely skin.
“Tell me, what were you trying to find under my pillow?”
Aiwa liberally toyed with them; he didn’t depart those small mounds, but rather caressed them softly.
“Hehe…. I wanted to…. see if your purse was there.”
Ca.s.sia licked her s.e.xy lips, watching Aiwa with those oceanic blue eyes.
Aiwa glanced towards the Dragon Sword. It lay there at the pillow’s side, delivered to him by men from his father’s faction yesterday. An extremely vivid and realistic dragon was inscribed on the sword’s scabbard, its hilt gilded and embedded with dazzling silver.
“I thought you didn’t like money?” Why did you return my purse to me before, did you feel the amount had been too low?” Aiwa’s hand s.h.i.+fted to her other mound, the nipple slowly budding up and high under his gentle caress.
“I really came over to sleep with you…. this is my profession.”
Ca.s.sia was already giddy from the pleasure of Aiwa’s caress.
“Alright, strip at once!”
Aiwa groped her forcefully, before taking his hand back.
“Hehe, how can I disturb you today with this lady accompanying you here?”
Ca.s.sia threw off Aiwa’s restriction and escaped quickly.
Aiwa didn’t plan on overtaking her. He knew she hadn’t come over to just spend the night with him; her target had most likely been the blade at his bedside. She must’ve seen it at his waist during last night’s drink time, the delicate designs on the scabbard were extremely attractive.
She sent him a flying kiss before retreating.
Although she’d seemed a little intoxicated, she still didn’t come across the mechanism he had set up during her frantic escape.
“Why did you let her go?”
Zenova had also felt like the girl had come with ill-intentions.
“What did you want me to do then, kill her? I can’t go against such a pretty girl.”
Aiwa looked towards the door, as if reflecting on the wonderful feeling of groping Ca.s.sia’s b.r.e.a.s.t.s.
“Why didn’t you take her then? She pretty much delivered herself to the door.”
Zenova said, aware that Ca.s.sia’s beauty and charm were a level higher than her. Normally Aiwa wouldn’t have let this kind of rarity escape.
“Feel relieved. Soon she’ll drop by again.”
Aiwa sat on the bed, picking up the dagger Her Majesty Queen Sofia had bestowed upon him. Pulling it from its scabbard, the blade possessed a threatening cold gleam; one look was enough to determine its uniqueness.
“Did she come for this sword?”
“What do you think? I wonder how sharp the blade is.”
Aiwa stroked the edge with his finger, looking at Zenova.
“It’s said that a good sword can cut through anything from just the wind caused from its wave. I’ve never seen such a sword till now!” “Do you want to test it?”
“How?”
Zenova looked at Aiwa, seemingly puzzled.
Aiwa held the dagger, bringing it towards her smooth underbelly.
“Don’t! It will bruise me if you’re not careful!”
Zenova trembled with fear as she watched the sharp dagger sc.r.a.p the top of her underbelly.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be car
eful.”
Aiwa slowly moved the dagger, shaving the region.
The dagger was sharp; hair was shaved off wherever the blade went, exposing a patch of snowy skin between the pubic hair on her mons veneris.
“You really scared me.” Zenova said, not daring to move as she watched the dagger move across her lower body.
“Isn’t this…bad?”
Aiwa continued to shave her, as if harvesting crops with a sickle.
The dagger in his hand blitzed past once again, exposing another patch of spotlessly white skin.
Zenova merely bowed her head down to look, not daring to give voice or move lest Aiwa inattentively bruise her skin. She valued her skin almost as much as she valued her life.
“Shall I shave it completely?”
Aiwa asked her, stopping his dagger.
“It’s already like this, you can do whatever you want.”
Zenova pouted helplessly, only able to obey his arrangements. She’d lodged at this hotel after following him, completely led by the nose. In front of Aiwa, she felt as if she could only obey him; she was a soulless human.
Raising his dagger, Aiwa continued to shave, moving slowly on top of that tender and lovely exquisite skin; she could hear the rustling sound of the blade shaving her hair off.
There wasn’t much pubic hair, but Aiwa took a good amount of time to shave her mellow mound, clearly appreciating her frightened appearance.
After shaving it completely, Aiwa’s hand caressed the area gently; now completely bare and glossy, void of a single speck of hair.
“Come, feel if for yourself, isn’t it quite smooth?”
Aiwa pulled her hand, forcing her to touch her jade mound.
Zenova felt it once, exposing a sweet smile. She didn’t care whether it was shaved or not as long as her skin wasn’t injured. It would be unavoidable for her to be discovered by her fellow female soldiers during bath time.
“Do you like girls like this?”
Zenova asked him, her eyes open wide with curiosity.
“Hehe, I won’t need to worry about being p.r.i.c.ked when I kiss you there.”
“How could my hair p.r.i.c.k someone? It’s so soft, you’re joking, right?”
Zenova believed he was making an excuse, only wanting to shave her pubic hair.
“Let me kiss you then!”
Aiwa lay the dagger down, stooping over Zenova’s newly shaven mellow mound. Opening his mouth, he covered her v.u.l.v.a, using his tongue to lick the insides of her delicate, tender and lovely l.a.b.i.a.
“Mmnn… that feels good.”
Zenova frolicked as his tongue and lips slid gently along her v.u.l.v.a, bringing her a somewhat joyous tickle.
Aiwa licked her v.u.l.v.a while lifting his head to look at the changes in her face. She was completely infatuated as he curled his tongue upwards, using his lips to provoke her tender lips. Unable to withstand the pleasure, her legs trembled as she softly called out his name along with occasionally moaning; it seemed as if she was an inch away from letting her jade fluids flow. Her hands unable to resist caressing her own flaky bosom as she groped her lovely b.r.e.a.s.t.s with all her strength.
“Aiwa… it’s itching a lot inside.”
Zenova wasn’t able to endure his provocation, she wanted him to pound her insides with his huge meat stick.
Aiwa turned her over, guiding his meat stick inside her v.u.l.v.a as he raised her b.u.t.t upwards.
“Mmnn… so pleasant.”
Zenova placed her arms on the bed, supporting herself as her body leapt forwards from Aiwa’s thras.h.i.+ng.
“Mmnn…. Aaaahhh…. Harder….”
Her elbows pushed down on the bed, her upper body bending downwards.
“Are you enjoying this?”
Aiwa asked.
“Very much…. Aaaahhhh…. f.u.c.k me deeper….”
Aiwa drove his meat stick further in, knocking against her flower bud each time he thrust in.
“Mmnn…. Aaaahhh…. You’re going to f.u.c.k me to death…. Aaaahhh….”
Doing her best to raise her b.u.t.tocks, she exposed as much of her v.u.l.v.a as possible.
Reaching out to grope Zenova’s chest, he fondled her overhanging jade b.r.e.a.s.t.s to one side while thras.h.i.+ng at her.
“Aaahhh…. Mmnnn…”
Zenova’s v.a.g.i.n.a convulsed several times, clamping onto Aiwa’s thick meat stick hard. It continued to thrust in and out at a fast pace, love juices pouring out of her v.a.g.i.n.a.
“So pleasant, aaahhh…. Mmnn…”
Zenova moaned, her v.a.g.i.n.a contracting as it gushed love liquids all the while.
She screamed as her body shook; her hidden peach flower island scuttled out, fusing together with Aiwa’s glans.
Her naked body shuddered each time Aiwa milled her peach isle.
Aiwa thrust into her for some time, causing Zenova’s v.a.g.i.n.a to convulse as she squirted s.e.xual fluids. However, Aiwa still hadn’t climaxed.
He raised her body again, laying her at the quilt as he moistened his finger with her love juices; he applied it near her a.s.shole, making the entrance glossier.
Aiwa then hoisted his erect meat stick, plunging it inside.
“Aaaaahhh! It hurts….”
Her body couldn’t endure the stab.
“You’ll feel good soon.”
Aiwa didn’t stop pus.h.i.+ng till her a.s.s had gobbled up the whole thick rod.
“Mmnn…”
Her a.s.shole shrunk, tightly wrapping itself around it; Aiwa found it somewhat difficult to move.
He could hear her s.e.xual secretions streaming from her v.a.g.i.n.a.
“Aaahh…. Do it…. I’ll do my best.”
Zenova mumbled.
Aiwa slowly pulled out, then pushed in.
After a few rounds of this, the interior had also become slippery, feeling no different from her v.a.g.i.n.a.
“Mmn….”
Zenova’s body trembled.
Aiwa discovered she had a spot within her a.s.shole, one that would cause her body to tremble each time he came across it.
He began to take long, deep thrusts into her a.s.s.
“Darling…. Deeper…. Mmmnn…. I like it….”
Zenova knelt as her entire body moved back and forth..
Aiwa hugged her tightly, changing their position as he made a series of rapid thrusts.
“Aaahhh… Dar….ling….. I….. I can’t…..”
“Mnnn…. stop….”