For My Birthday, I Was Gifted Five Husbands - Chapter 69
“Ah, it’s too much, too intense… ngh!”
“That’s the only way to get it all out for you.”
“There, ah… it feels like it’s going to rip apart…!”
“Lady, I didn’t expect you to be so sensitive.”
Eugenie’s toes curled as she grabbed the bed sheets.
The lewd sounds of his lips sucking, paired with the heavy sensation pressing against her stomach, made her hips shudder involuntarily.
‘That taste.’
The memory of that sweet, tangy flavor.
As she remembered it, it made her crave it again, awakening a searing heat deep within her. It felt as though every nerve in her core was alive.
“Stop—please stop sucking there.”
Eugenie begged, desperately clutching at the back of his head, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She knew exactly what the whitish fluid pooling around his lips was, but she desperately didn’t want to acknowledge it.
But Cassius, with a deliberate glint in his eyes, licked his lips slowly. He drew her gaze as he purposely sucked in the creamy liquid.
He was ridiculously making a show out of it.
“Delicious as expected.”
“…Well, glad you’re impressed. Who would’ve thought someone so pretty could be such a pervert?”
“And who was it that called me strawberry cream earlier? I doubt the others would have been able to handle that kind of talk.”
“If it tastes like strawberry cream, I’m going to say it tastes like strawberry cream. What else would you have me—ah!”
Before she could finish, the thick girth of his manhood pressed insistently against her entrance that was filled with love juice. She could feel everything—the ridges of veins and the slight curve of the head dragging along her walls.
“Hah… ngh… ahh!”
Her body jolted, as though a current of electricity coursed through her. The heat built rapidly from within, making her feel as if she might shatter like poorly made glass. His shallow thrusts, just enough to tease her c–vix, left her maddeningly unsatisfied.
But then, at the sudden pleasure she felt next, her eyes flew open in shock.
“It—ngh, that flavor… ahh, it’s only supposed to happen… when it’s in my mouth… ngh!”
“Haha, wouldn’t it be too one-dimensional if it only worked when you tasted it directly?”
Thrust!
With each deep stroke, her mouth watered involuntarily, filling with saliva as her body trembled. The sweetness of the flavor seemed to match the pleasure spreading through her, each swallow intensifying the sensation. Each time she was scratched by the pillar, it was a small fiery pleasure, and when a completely different stimulus was added, her head went blank.
“Agh! Ahhh!”
“If it worked only through tasting, that’d be too simple. You’ll need to differentiate between all five of us eventually.”
At the man’s terrifying voice, her body arched. As another wave of pleasure ignited within her, her mind was too overwhelmed to do anything but moan in response.
“Hah… ngh, ahhh!”
“Am I that tasty, Lady?”
Cassius watched her helplessly moving her hips.
Her body clung to him greedily, her hypersensitive walls tightening around him with every movement. When he twisted his hips just enough to apply pressure against her swollen cl–oris, an incoherent moan escaped her flushed lips.
“Ah… it feels like I’m the only one giving here.”
“Ahh, ngh, more… please, more…”
“What’s this? You’re already taking it so well, and yet you want more? Really…”
Each time his long glistening member moved, her walls clung to him desperately, creating obscene wet sounds. Eugenie’s head tilted back, her breath panting with every movement.
It was as though pleasure was layered, like stairs. With every step, she felt herself being dragged deeper into an abyss, one she couldn’t escape.
Her vision blurred with flashes of white light, the edges of her sight darkening as if singed by an unseen fire. Her limbs felt weightless, her mind overwhelmed. Unconsciously feeling that she had truly reached her limit, her legs spasmed.
“I… I feel so strange… ah!”
She wanted to cry out, to beg for it to stop. Her mind screamed that she couldn’t handle any more of this, that she was on the brink of losing herself entirely. If this continued, she feared she’d be left in a daze.
But then, her eyes locked onto Cassius’s red eyes, and in that instant, something deep within her broke.
‘What… what was that?’
It was as if a glass barrier inside her shattered under immense pressure, cracking loudly but not violently.
“Ah…”
Her toes curled involuntarily, her body surrendering to a paralyzing wave of pleasure that climbed from her core to the crown of her head.
Just as she reached the climax of her ecstasy that ran all the way to the tip of her head, her vision was abruptly swallowed by darkness.
Like the moment before a theater’s lights dim to signal the start of a show.
