For My Birthday, I Was Gifted Five Husbands - Chapter 33
After having s-x with Alfred for the first time, Eugenie wondered why she felt so normal. One could brush off the experience as ‘less painful than some other women,’ but was the heat radiating from her body really normal?
Was it typical to feel so overwhelmed with desire, nearly losing consciousness, yet wanting to do it again, her mind flooded with blood?
“…Let’s do it.”
Holding onto the man in front of her, she questioned whether this longing to be filled until her throat was raw was truly normal.
Her body, ravaged by hands and tongue, quivered with need. She had to fill that space with something immediately. The silhouette of that s***t was visible even in the darkness.
“Please don’t suck; just… put it in now…”
Eugenie whispered, spreading her swollen lips apart.
However, Percival tightened her grip on the chain and murmured softly.
“Then you absolutely must not let go.”
“What if I do…?”
“…”
Percival paused, gazing down at Eugenie in silence. His pupils, thin and elongated like those of a beast, seemed to narrow even further.
“…I might keep f–king you until you’re pregnant.”
With those words, the grip in her hand gradually tightened. Despite both of them taking contraceptives, a chill ran down her spine at his statement. It felt like a warning that he would continue until the effects of the pill wore off.
“…Al, alright.”
Eugenie barely managed to suppress the gulp that rose in her throat. She bit her lip at the sight of his member brushing against the split folds of her slick core. The warmth and weight of him sent shivers down her spine.
‘It’s so big…’
How could something like that be hidden away in his pants? It was a relief that she could swallow his wrist; otherwise, she might have thought she wouldn’t be able to handle it at all.
At that moment, she squinted at the dim light of the lamp, her eyes narrowing slightly.
‘Is there something wrong with my vision?’
Perhaps it was the low light causing her to misinterpret what she saw, but the Duke’s previously pale skin now had a reddish-brown hue.
‘Wait, there’s definitely a change. When did it turn this color?’
The hand gripping her leg had, only moments ago, appeared as white as marble. But now, it looked sun-kissed from the heat radiating from within him.
“Haah… Madam…”
His low murmurs grew rougher with rising heat. Without any further warnings, he forcefully pushed the tip of his member into her opening, which was tightening and relaxing.
“Ah…! Ah!”
Though she had anticipated the intrusion, the sensation of her folds parting in shock was overwhelming.
She had thought her walls were sufficiently loosened by his hand and tongue, but that was just a misconception. The walls that had become slick with her liquid clung tightly around him as they quivered.
“Ha, ah, it’s strange, ah, aah!”
The constant influx of fullness left her breathless.
Why? Why wouldn’t it end? This didn’t make any sense, but she was terrified that she could feel it at the back of her throat.
However, when the Duke pulled back slightly, Eugenie let out a cry that felt like it could tear her throat.
“W-what’s wrong? Something feels off, there, ugh…!”
“Ah, it’s because of the bumps.”
“Ahh! Aah, ahhh!”
Her high-pitched cries echoed with each shock and stimulation. Every thrust he made caused her inner walls to clench around the thick s***t, sending waves of sensation through her body.
No matter how much his tongue or fingers stimulated her, they could only target one or two spots at a time. But now, with the relentless thrusting, her entire body felt ticklish, and she couldn’t help but scream.
“Ah, ahh, I feel like I’m going crazy, ahhh…!”
“Haah… Madam, I feel like I’m going crazy too.”
“Ugh!”
“You’re so tight; I should have sucked more of you.”
Thud! Thud!
The brutal movements pounding from above caused her camisole to ride up, revealing her bouncing b*****s. His heavy ba-ls struck her open folds with force, and every time he pulled out, the friction against her walls made her fluids gush out.
Eugenie drooped her head, letting out intermittent moans.
“Ah, ah…!”
Her entire body felt like it was burning up, as if she might explode. Or perhaps she would die from the pressure deep inside her. Tears streamed down as the bumps and thick veins of his member brushed against her sensitive spots.
Her thighs were firmly placed on his solid shoulders, and his large hands kneaded her b*****s like dough. When he pinched her n–ples with his thumbs, a new wave of pressure built up within her.
“Ugh…! Ah, ahh!”
“Madam, if you keep tightening around me like that, I won’t be able to push deeper.”
