For My Birthday, I Was Gifted Five Husbands - Chapter 46
It felt like the thrill of sneaking a sweet treat when no one was watching, a sensation she could only describe as ‘delicious.’
At that moment, Magnus gently cupped Eugenie’s chin. His lips formed a teasing smile, but his eyes were already wild with desire, barely containing himself as he waited for Eugenie to lose her composure first.
“Eugenie Norton, I have a favor to ask.”
“Huh, mm…”
“Tell me you want me to f–k you. That you want me, your husband.”
No, she doesn’t want to make such an embarrassing plea to him. Does he have any idea how much they fought during their school days?
However, instead of voicing her logical reasoning, a desperate cry escaped through Eugenie’s lips.
“Ah, please…!”
“Please what?”
The long s***t that had been slowly withdrawing came to a stop, and with a teasing touch, Magnus’s smooth fingers began to caress her c–toris through her underwear.
Eugenie tried to hurriedly cover his hand, but in an instant, her own hands were captured and she ended up touching herself instead.
“Hng, ah, ahh!”
Caught in Magnus’s grip, her fingers brushed against her underwear and the hardening flesh beneath. The wet fabric wrapping around her was humiliating. Yet, the more shameful truth was that the thrill of being made to pleasure herself with his touch drove her wild.
Her waist arched instinctively, and her thighs tightened around him. The fear of climaxing here alone brought tears to her eyes.
“Ah, ahh, oh!”
“Stop pouting and just ask nicely.”
“Huh, ung, please…!”
“Please what?”
With tear-filled, blurry eyes, Eugenie blinked hard, trying to regain focus. Here she was, trembling with desire while Magnus appeared completely unaffected, save for a few strands of hair and his loosened tie.
‘This isn’t right…’
The thought crossed her mind that it might be less humiliating to just surrender and reach climax together. So, she forced down her childhood pride and whispered softly.
“Please… just f–k me…”
“Hah…”
“Please, quickly… ah.”
As her upper lip whimpered with desperation, her lower body instinctively urged him to go deeper.
Magnus looked at Eugenie’s shattered expression and smiled faintly.
This was ecstasy. He squeezed her rising chest as he laughed.
“Alright, as a good husband, I’ll fulfill your request.”
“Huh, you let me beg for it, ahh!”
The retort she intended to deliver was lost, torn apart by a sharp cry. She expected a slow insertion, but instead, he plunged deep, the base of him colliding roughly with her pelvis.
“Huh, mmm!”
In an instant, the wave of ecstasy clouded her vision. The heat radiating from her core felt as if it was igniting her veins, leaving her with a sensation of floating in midair.
“Hng, ahh, ah.”
Why was everything so dizzying and overwhelming? No matter how much she clawed at the table, reality felt too far away.
But as the s***t slowly withdrew from her hot depths, the sound of a swift thrust made her moan uncontrollably.
“Ahh!”
“Norton… No matter how good it feels, dripping all over isn’t very polite.”
“Ugh, ah, ah!”
Every time his length hit the very entrance of her womb, the table beneath her began to absorb the dampness. It got so soaked that a dark stain began to form on the soft carpet underneath.
The overflow of liquid even dampened Magnus’s shirt and vest.
Watching her leak like that brought a smug smile to Magnus’s face.
“Oh dear, do I need to teach you table manners all over again?”
“Ahh, ah, ahhh!”
“Well, even if I did, I doubt it would make a difference.”
Now he too was panting with heat, starting to roll his hips with a steady rhythm. The slick walls of her core quivered under the new stimulation, and as he pushed deeper, the sensations overwhelmed Eugenie, making her hit Magnus’s shoulders in a desperate plea.
“It’s too deep, ah, ahhh!”
Suddenly, Magnus’s hands gripped her b–asts with an unexpected force. The action seemed so crude against his refined face. He roughly tore at her blouse buttons, even yanking at the ones that were only partially undone. As her skin was exposed, he let out a dry chuckle.
“Ha ha…”
So that’s why she had buttoned her blouse all the way up to her neck. Eugenie Norton’s skin bore all the marks from the previous two men from how much she had been played with by them.
The pleasure he had felt when Eugenie Norton begged him to f–k her evaporated in an instant.
‘We won’t speak of past affairs.’
That was the unspoken agreement among the men, as discussing it would only intensify their already fiery competition. Of course, that didn’t mean they could suppress their emotions entirely.
But Magnus quickly composed himself, a sardonic smile on his lips.
“Norton, there’s another reason I had you wear those heels.”
“Hah… what…?”
“So that we’d be the right height.”
“What… ah?!”
