Mirror, Mirror on the Wall, Who's the Witch of Fate’s Great Call - Chapter 36
After a moment, Kalynia realized what he was intending to do.
Vylon touched her slightly moist g*****l area with his hand.
Parting the closed flesh with his fingers, a damp opening was revealed.
He gently caressed the area with his fingers, then soon began to use his tongue.
“Nngh.”
From bottom to top, slowly licking up, Kalynia let out a moan between her teeth.
Vylon lifted one of her thighs. Kalynia, standing on one leg, had to steady herself by placing her hands on the table behind her to avoid falling.
As her lower area became more visible, Vylon focused on licking around her entrance.
“Haah. Hnngh…”
Matching the slow, focused pace of his licking, her voice gradually grew heated. Kalynia licked her lips and lifted her head.
Whether fingers or tongue, touching the sensitive parts inside felt similar. However, it became something entirely different when he started sucking with a slurping sound.
Kalynia’s legs trembled. Her hands, gripping the table to support herself, did not know what to do and her fingers curled and uncurled repeatedly.
“Vylon, I think I’m going to come.”
It hadn’t been long since he had started, but she felt she was about to climax already.
Her calling his name and saying she might come seemed to stimulate him. Vylon grabbed her b******s and moved his tongue faster.
“Ah, ah, hmmm.”
Kalynia grabbed his head, which was bulging under her skirt. She still felt like she might fall.
In her unstable position, with one leg lifted by his shoulder, she felt even more precarious.
“Ah!”
As Vylon kneeled, Kalynia, hanging onto him, arched her back and exhaled.
Everything in front of her eyes flickered and blurred.
Having entrusted her body to him and reached a climax, she gradually regained her senses. Embarrassment rushed in belatedly.
Kalynia took her leg off his shoulder and stepped back. The head emerging from under her skirt was a mess.
It was so disheveled that she chuckled, but Vylon stared at her and then cracked a smile.
Kalynia flinched and stepped back, but she didn’t get far before he caught her.
“Kalynia.”
He turned her around and hugged her from behind. He lifted her skirt, pressing his lower body against her exposed b******s.
His rigid member rubbed between her b******s, seeking entry beneath his pants. Kalynia swallowed her saliva.
She sneaked a glance back at him—his gaze was dangerous. But she was no longer afraid of this man’s dangerous look.
She didn’t mind that he was showing lust towards her, and she was looking forward to what he would do next.
“Kalynia, I want you. I want to pounce on you right now, but I’m trying to restrain my excitement.”
His voice sounded so sexy.
“We did it yesterday too.”
“That’s not enough. I need you every day.”
“Mmm.”
Kalynia knew how to make this man desperate.
The man, anxious that she might reject him, pressed his face into her nape and pleaded. When to do it, when to stop, that was for him to decide, not her, said the domineering man.
Now changed, he was almost stomping his feet in his eagerness and impatience for her permission.
Kalynia laughed softly. She quietly curled her lips and reached back to grab his head.
As she kissed his nape and whispered ‘please’ into his ear, he froze.
“Kalynia.”
Instead of answering, she pressed her b******s more firmly against him. Despite the awkwardness of having initially rubbed his member between her b******s, he was visibly flustered.
“Haah, Kalynia. Just a moment. This is dangerous.”
“What is?”
“I don’t want to finish without even entering you.”
“Then you’ll have to hold it in.”
As Kalynia giggled, Vylon clenched his teeth. His voice, calling her name “Kalynia,” became fiercer.
“You really want to be inside?”
What to do?
Pretending to ponder, she detached her hips from his, which had been bumping against him.
“I’ll tease you a bit more, nnngh…”
She teased him, spinning around, when suddenly he thrust inside.
Her body trembled as she turned to look back; his pants had somehow come down.
Vylon exhaled hot breath by her ear and lamented.
“Trying to tease your husband, you naughty witch.”
“Ah, nnh.”
“Because you sucked me so well, mmh, you made it just the right softness. Why won’t you devour your husband’s c**k?”
“Your Majesty, ahngh, is it okay to speak so crudely?”
“What does it matter? It’s not like I’m talking to anyone else but my wife. And it seems my wife likes crude talk. Your lower part is squeezing tight.”
Vylon chuckled and nibbled on her ear.
