I Got a Job as the Demon King's Plaything - Chapter 58
Teshiel grabbed her hand and guided it downward. Realizing where he was leading her hand, Bonita twisted her body in a light protest, but she had no chance against his strength. He pressed her hand against her own c******s, making her rub it. His lips traveled up her neck, stopping at her ear as he whispered in a low voice,
“Keep going.”
“Ah, ahng, ah…”
Unable to defy his command, Bonita continued to stimulate her c******s with her own hand. Meanwhile, Teshiel bit down on her flushed b*****s, nibbling on her n*****s as he steadily increased the number of fingers thrusting in and out of her. The simultaneous stimulation, which she hadn’t felt in so long, was too overwhelming for her.
“Ah, ahng, ahhh!”
Her core heated up, her hips trembling, and her entrance clenched and fluttered uncontrollably. When her fingers stopped moving on her c******s as she reached climax, Teshiel drove his hand even deeper inside her.
“Not yet, Bonita. Keep going.”
“Haa…”
The continued stimulation on her already spent body brought her to another climax in no time. She moaned softly, leaning heavily against his shoulder, her breathing ragged. The spot on her neck where Teshiel had feasted was now marked with dark hickeys. Holding her tightly, Teshiel stood up from the bathtub, carrying her to the bed. As he laid her down, he spoke.
“There is a faster way to heal these wounds. Want to hear it?”
When Bonita nodded, Teshiel laid her across his thighs and leaned back against the bed. She swallowed nervously, her gaze drifting to his imposing manhood, which had been proudly on display for some time now.
“You just have to cry while swallowing my c*ck.”
At the explicit words, Bonita gasped. She had suspected as much. After all, every time she felt pleasure, his pain seemed to lessen, and his magical power would return. Perhaps this method could even speed up the healing process. But did he have to put it so crudely? There were certainly more gentle ways to phrase it.
‘Just put it in and ride,’ she thought.
Then again, even that wasn’t exactly a modest expression. Realizing her own thoughts, Bonita covered her face with both hands.
“You’re teasing me, aren’t you?”
“Teasing? I’m being serious.”
Teshiel, with his hands behind his head as a pillow, smirked, glancing down at his towering length. When she hesitated, he wrapped his arm around her shoulder.
“Ahh, the pain is unbearable. It seems the wound opened again in the bath. I can’t move.”
“Pfft.”
She couldn’t help but laugh softly at his exaggerated acting. Such a massive man pretending to be in pain—how ridiculous.
“…I’ll let it slide because you’re cute.”
Bonita muttered to herself in a barely audible voice as she reached out with both hands to grasp his length. After all, the truth was, she had been aching for this as well.
With her face flushed a deep red, she awkwardly rubbed the tip of him against her entrance, trying to align her body. Even during this, her wetness dripped from her core, dampening Teshiel’s g***n. She lacked the courage to take him all the way in at once, as he usually did. Slowly, she pressed herself down, inching his length inside her. How had he grown so large in just a short time apart? The heat of him stretching her open made her feel as if she were being consumed by fire.
“Haah…”
Bonita panted, having barely taken half of him inside, as Teshiel watched her with amused eyes. Her ample b*****s rose and fell with her soft moans, and between her spread legs, his thick length was barely halfway in, looking as though it had been forcibly stuffed inside. The rest of him, still outside, was already slick with her juices, which had coated her entrance.
She was so wet that he could easily thrust into her and bury himself to the hilt in one swift motion, but watching her struggle, with her eyes gradually glazing over from effort, had its own appeal.
“Why did you stop? Is it not enough for you? Want it to be bigger?”
He teased her lightly, causing Bonita to shake her head frantically, her expression panicked. Her wet hair spilled messily over her shoulders as she finally, after considerable effort, managed to take him all the way in. She gasped for air, feeling how he completely filled and stretched her, pressing against every inch inside her. What else could make her feel so completely full?
Taking a deep breath, Bonita closed her eyes and slowly began to rock her hips, moving back and forth as she let out a soft moan.
“Ahng… hng…”
Every time her hips moved, the feeling of him sliding in and out of her, scraping against her inner walls, was overwhelming. Every nerve in her body seemed to focus between her legs, and Bonita was lost in the sensation, barely aware of anything else. What had begun as slow, tentative movements soon escalated into wild, desperate grinding.
