Chapter 2.7

“Haaah…!”

Richel’s body trembled violently. Her back arched as her lower body contracted uncontrollably. Looking down, she could see between her legs—thick, cloudy fluid dripping steadily.

“N-No, no, ah, ngh, hhk…!”

The man began to move in earnest. Richel’s body was pushed forward and pulled back in rhythm. Each time he thrust in from behind, moisture splashed in all directions.

“Damn it… you say you hate it, but look at how you take it, every single time… haah…. You’re taking it so well.”

Richel buried her face in the sheets, her body twitching. Slapping sounds echoed from her lifted hips. Her parted thighs were soaked, and her flat belly bulged each time from the pressure within.

“Please… s-stop, hngh, stop…! At this rate, I-I might….”

“People don’t die that easily, Richel.”

Smack, thud, smack. The wet, heavy sound filled the room like soaked laundry being slapped down. The air grew thick and humid.

“Honestly, if anyone’s going to collapse from pleasure, it should be me. Didn’t you say you didn’t want me to do this?”

With his back hunched, he drove his hips down as he held her waist. Her skin flushed red where it met his firm thighs.

Richel could hardly breathe as her body responded instinctively. Drool dripped from her open mouth. The posture—on hands and knees—was humiliating, yet the sharp pleasure coursing through her was undeniable.

Then, the man let go of her waist. Richel turned her head back, panting. Soon, his fingers reached her lips.

“Try moving while sucking.”

“Mm…”

“I told you—back to the start. Want me to blindfold you and make you use your mouth instead?”

Richel’s expression crumpled. His fingers moved gently inside her mouth, tracing along her tongue. She flinched as the touch teased her softly.

“This is going to take all night. Are you ever going to finish at this rate?”

Slap! The man struck her pale backside. Richel braced herself and began to move her hips slowly.

“Hnn, mmm, haah, ngh…”

“More.”

His fingers tangled with her tongue. While Richel sucked on his hand, she gently rocked her hips. Then, matching her pace, the man began to thrust again. The slick friction between their bodies intensified.

Just as she lowered her hips, the man suddenly drove forward with force.

“Ahh!”

Richel’s neck arched as her body clenched. Her insides trembled as waves of heat surged through her belly. Her arms gave out, and her body sagged forward.

Moisture trickled down her legs from the place they were joined. His lower body glistened, completely soaked.

“Good girl. Even without asking, you finish so well.”

Pleased, the man lightly patted her raised hips. Then he gently pulled her upright.

Still connected, Richel stood on trembling legs. He supported her against his chest, slowly rotating his hips. The deep pressure inside her belly swirled relentlessly.

“Haa, aah, mm…”

With a soft squelch, he stirred her from within. After teasing her gently, he pulled back before driving in again with force.

“Ahh…!”

Her slender back arched gracefully.

“Hngh, aah, hhk! Nngh, ah, aaah…!”

With one arm around her torso, he moved his hips like a beast. Her insides clenched around him with sticky tightness.

“Damn… feels like you’re trying to trap me.”

“Ahh, ngh, mm! Hngh, ah, ah…!”

Thud, thud, thud. He picked up speed. Richel clung to him as her body rocked like a doll. Fluids from earlier seeped out again, staining her thighs.

With one hand holding her, he reached down and pressed against her sensitive spot. Richel jerked away, trying to escape the sensation.

“Ahh, not there, not… ngh!”

“Why not? You like this?”

Richel whimpered instead of answering. His fingers began to trace gentle circles.

“Be honest. Do you like it when I do both at once?”

“Nnngh, mm…”

“If you don’t answer, I’ll stop everything.”

He meant it—he stopped moving. The connection between them stilled, and so did his hand. Richel panicked.

She shifted her hips slightly, desperate for more. The faint motion inside sent a sweet thrill through her.

Ahh… so good… 

Richel closed her eyes and began to move her hips. His hand alternated between her entrance and her sensitive point.

“Oh, I asked if you liked it, and you start moving on your own. Am I a toy to you?”

The man gave a short laugh and thrust slightly.

“Mm…!”

Richel trembled and moved her hips again. The deep pressure softened but remained constant. She parted her legs a little more and rubbed against his fingers.

“You really like this?”

“Yes… I like it, I like it…”

“How much?”

Richel shook her head. She couldn’t think anymore. It was all too much.

Then, he suddenly drove his hips upward.

“Haaah!”

Her body convulsed violently. A surge of moisture spilled between her legs.

“Damn it, you’re driving me crazy.”

Without pause, he picked up speed. The wet sounds grew louder as more moisture flowed freely.

“You finish from sucking, from this, from everything… and you say you don’t like it? What am I supposed to do with that?”

“Ngh, aaah! Aah, nngh…!”

“You’re moaning like crazy, and you expect me to stop?”

His rhythm grew rougher. With each thrust, Richel bent backward in helpless pleasure. Every time he pressed on her sensitive spot, her insides tightened even more.

“Tell me where to aim. I’ll hit exactly where you want.”

“Hah, haah… th-there…”

“Where? Show me.”

With dazed hands, Richel touched her belly—just below her chest.

Seeing the spot, he chuckled.

“Well, no one with anything smaller could reach that far.”

Still holding her, he leaned forward. Richel remained in a raised position, knees down, hips high. He spread her legs and drove in with power.

Thrust!

“Ahh…!”

His movement was rough and deep. Her belly bulged again in the exact spot she had touched.

“What now? After taking something this big, you’ll never be satisfied with anything else.”

“Ngh, ah, aah…!”

“No one else could ever fulfill you.”

Tears streamed down Richel’s face as she cried out. The intensity of his thrusts left her trembling. It climbed her spine and numbed her mind.

“S-So good… ngh, good…”

“What’s good?”

“Y-You… more, ah, more…!”

“Well, isn’t this something. Hearing you beg for it.”

With an empty laugh—Thrust!—he slammed into her again.

“Ahhng…!”

“Should’ve done it like this from the start.”

Gripping her chest, he drove his hips in again. Each thrust hit deep, and when his hips met hers, Richel moaned as more moisture spilled out in waves.

“Good, as long as you like it.”  

“Hng, ugh… Yes! Ah, ah, ah! Ahhh…!”  

“As long as you like it, that’s all that matters. Then I’m… satisfied with just that.”  

The man moved his hips as he sucked on Richel’s reddened ears. Along with his heated breaths, a desperate voice echoed.  

“Richel. Haa, Richel.”  

He caressed Richel’s entire body, his every touch brimming with tender affection. In response, Richel’s hips tightened involuntarily.  

“Ugh…!”  

The man gritted his teeth and let out a trembling sigh. Then, he firmly grabbed her bouncing chest.  

Thud, thud, thud! The man thrust his hips deeply. His member violently stirred her opening. Richel drooled uncontrollably, her body shaking back and forth. Harsh breathing and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room.  

“Didn’t I tell you to keep your legs straight?”  

Smack! A sharp sting burned across her backside. Richel raised her half-collapsed legs and lifted her hips high. Gripping her slender waist, he shoved his member inside.  

“Damn, it’s so tight….”  

His thrusts grew faster. From behind, his member plunged deeply into the stretched opening.  

“Haa, ugh, ah…!”  

“Haa, I’m going to release it. Deep inside, just where you want it.”  

The man, holding Richel’s chest tightly, moved his hips like a beast. The shadows on the wall swayed wildly. Richel, her hips raised, shook helplessly as he pounded into her.  

With a guttural groan that rumbled from deep within, his member drove in to the hilt. His waist and thighs quivered as his member pulsed, releasing hot liquid.  

Squelch. Pulling out his hips, the man thrust back in once more. Richel, lying face down, felt her stomach bulge in the shape of his member.  

“Ahh…! Ah, ahhh… Ugh….”  

He buried himself in Richel’s trembling core and rotated his hips slowly. The overstimulated opening made squelching noises as it contracted tightly. Soon, clear fluid trickled down Richel’s thighs.  

“Richel.”  

A hand wrapped around her waist. The man pulled Richel’s upper body close, embracing her deeply as he exhaled. Through her blurry vision, clouded by pleasure, she could see the side of his face.  

A beautiful profile with striking features and lustrous skin. His jet-black hair shone even in the darkness, and his piercing blue eyes were flushed red with heat.  

Richel recognized that decadent, yet beautiful face.  

Callisto.  

“Richel.”  

Callisto broke his usually rigid expression and kissed Richel. He carefully licked her swollen lips, swollen from being bitten earlier. His hands, caressing her upper body, were filled with tenderness.  

“Richel, Richel….”  

Hearing her husband’s desperate voice, Richel closed her eyes.