I Got a Job as the Demon King's Plaything - Chapter 94
“Hngh!”
With a powerful thrust of his hips, he drove into her fully, filling her completely after only being halfway in.
“Ah! Teshi, ah! Ahh, ah!”
“You brought this on yourself.”
Teshiel’s face showed no hint of guilt as he shifted the blame onto her for what he had wanted from the start. Now that he was inside her tight core, pounding relentlessly, there was no room in his mind for anything else.
Bonita’s b*****s bounced wildly with every thrust, tracing chaotic arcs in the air. Grabbing them roughly, Teshiel squeezed hard, sinking his teeth into the heart-shaped marks on her skin. Bonita cried out sharply, her inner walls tightening around him in response.
“Kh…”
A groan escaped his lips, sweat forming on his smooth forehead. His gaze lingered on her taut, dark pink n*****s standing stiffly, before he leaned down and took one into his mouth. He pressed his tongue firmly against the n****e, rolling it as he continued to thrust upwards.
“Hah! Hngh! Ah! Ahh!”
Bonita clung to him, the man who was ravaging her b*****s and driving his thick length deep into her, just as she had wanted. She longed for Teshiel to consume her whole, to devour every part of her. Her mind felt like it was melting away.
She buried her hands in Teshiel’s hair, fingers tangling in the strands, and there it was—the horns, symbols of his demonic nature. She extended her tongue, licking up the thick, rugged surface of his horn, infused with overwhelming demonic power, in a heated stroke.
Teshiel’s shoulders tensed, his body reacting instantly. His unrelenting thrusts faltered for a moment.
“…Bonita.”
Ragged breaths and the growling tone in his voice carried a warning. Without responding, she gently stroked the spot she had just licked with her fingers, then kissed the tip of his other horn. Just as he often did to her neck, she licked and sucked the horn deeply from the base to the tip.
In an instant, Bonita found herself slammed back onto the bed, and Teshiel pounced on her like a beast. As she knelt with her hips raised high, his now seemingly larger member plunged mercilessly into her core.
“Ahhk!”
Bonita arched her back, clutching the sheets until they tore. Her hands were soon seized by his large ones, pulling her wrists back as if reining in a wild horse, while he thrust into her.
“Ah! Ah! Ahh, mmh! Ah! Ahh…!”
Deprived of the use of her arms, Bonita trembled uncontrollably from the overwhelming pleasure, her body shuddering with each powerful thrust that drove his s***t from tip to hilt. Every time he slammed into her, her ears rang, and her chest burned as it rubbed against the sheets.
“Why do you, hngh, provoke me like this, Bonita, hmm?”
“Ahhk, more, more… Ah! Ahh! S-So good… hngh! Ah!”
The small bedroom echoed with the sound of their bodies slapping together, the rough breathing, and Bonita’s desperate cries.
It felt like her entire being was pierced with pleasure. No matter how much she wept and writhed, Teshiel showed no intention of stopping. The sweet scent from her neck, so intoxicating that it felt like it would numb his tongue, told him exactly what state she was in. Drunk on her scent, he thrust even harder, even deeper.
Ahh… Bonita was lost in the violent pleasure, unable to escape the merciless climax that consumed her. With every contraction of her inner walls, squeezing tightly around his thick length, she fell deeper into ecstasy. Her reddened, hand-marked b******s trembled, filled to the brim with him.
Panting heavily, Teshiel pulled her delicate waist, still impaled on him, up from the bed. One hand gripped her b****t tightly, while the other grabbed her chin, turning her head toward him. Her gaze, thoroughly dazed and drenched in lust, met his. With a satisfied smile, he captured her lips in a deep kiss, all while his length continued to relentlessly pound into her still-pulsing core.
“Mmnh, ugh! Mmnh!”
Bonita’s moans flowed from her tongue into Teshiel’s throat. The violent pleasure pounding through her from below made tears stream uncontrollably from her eyes. The tears that ran down her cheeks seeped between Teshiel’s lips, acting as a catalyst that made her mind go completely blank as he continued to thrust into her.
She couldn’t tell if this was heaven or hell. She lost count of how many times her womb had been filled with his seed. Eventually, at some point, she blacked out completely.
Teshiel gently stroked Bonita’s forehead as she lay unconscious, passed out from the intensity of their union. He brushed her sweat-soaked hair back, his golden eyes glowing with an unusually warm light.
“I love you too… Bonita.”
As if she had heard his words, Bonita’s swollen lips twitched slightly. Teshiel placed a soft kiss on her red, swollen lips before rising from the bed.
