Chapter 8 - - Wisps of Pleasure (2/2)

Slapping sounds of clashing flesh rang around. Leah, who was on her wit’s end, struggled pitifully.

“Ah, ugh…!”

Her eyes flashed white. Every time he struck, her body would bounce, and her eyes would well up tears. It was painful. But, at the same time, she couldn’t deny the wisps of pleasure evoking inside her.

It was an inexplicable feeling. Leah, who was floundering at the burning sensation, wrapped her legs around the man’s waist. Thumping the back of his thighs and knees with her heels, she begged.

“Ugh, slowly, a bit slower!”

But somehow, Leah’s begging seemed to have stimulated the man even more. As he let out a deep groan, his arous*l faintly shook… Inside her, she felt the deadly weapon swell up.

She could not believe that it had become even bigger than before. Tears that had gathered on the corners of her eyes rolled down her red cheeks. In helplessness, she pushed him away. And the man didn’t twice in snatching her hands. In lieu to his nature, he began to nibble and lick her fingers.

“I’m trying to go slower so…”

This man is a liar. Leah cried while he ravished her. Every time he slammed, he stabs her inside unnaturally deep. Not only that, but his thick lips also suckled her taut rose buds. She could not even moan properly, the height of pleasure overwhelming her.

Is this what a s*x*al int*rcouse is? What Leah imagined was just gentle kisses, soft caresses, and moderately pleasant sense of complacency. But doing it with this man was not moderate at all. She felt as if she were being eaten up alive by a beast.

Her stiffened feet wobbled helplessly in the air. At an inevitable end, a strange sensation began to rise. It felt like her body was going to fall apart, for which she tried to control her, but somehow couldn’t.

“Hmm… Ugh, not like this, please slowly…!”

“Don’t you like it?”

The man abruptly pulled out his. Suddenly feeling empty, Leah tightened her legs together. His thing now in full display, she could see its glistening tip—soaked with their fluids mixed. It emitted an erotic scent, which was so strong, it almost gave her a headache.

The man grinned and said, “Then why is it flooding here?”

She wetted her lips and turned her head away from his appalling words. This was because she could no longer look at his raging pet.

Teary-eyed, Leah cursed him, “Barbarian… animal…”

He gave a low laugh to her tearful mumbling, “You’re well aware, I see.”

And with that, he clasped Leah’s ankle in both hands. After licking the soles of her foot and her ankle, he shoved his raging sword again.