Saving My Childhood Friend Through... Questionable Means... - Chapter 40
“Ah, it’s too… ngh! Too deep.”
“Haa, doesn’t it feel good?”
Lucas asked in a low voice as he moved his hips slowly. One hand firmly kneaded her soft bottom while his length slid out of her with a slick sound, veins pulsing as it retreated. Only the swollen head of his s***t remained teasingly poised at her entrance.
He looked down at the connection between them, where his thick, glistening member—slick with her arousal—stood out against her pale skin, its deep red hue an almost indecent contrast.
Since returning to the townhouse, Lucas had felt a flicker of guilt for the scheming he’d done. But the moment he buried himself inside Seria, all such thoughts vanished. If he could, he would cancel every appointment and spend the entire day indulging in her body, thrusting into her endlessly.
With a loud slap, he pushed himself back into her fully, their bodies colliding with no space between them. The force sent Seria’s hips jolting upward before settling back down.
The way they were standing, pressed together like this, felt embarrassingly primal—like animals mating. Not even on a bed, but against the wall in such a lewd position…
Letting out soft whimpers, Seria belatedly responded to his earlier question.
“It does feel… good! But—ah, ngh, hnn…”
“Ah, I feel like I’m going crazy. Maybe it’s because of the curse…”
Lucas trailed off, unable to finish his lie out of some semblance of guilt. Instead, he clenched his jaw and focused on thrusting deeply into her, pulling back sharply before slamming forward again.
Each powerful movement sent waves of intense pleasure crashing through his body. It felt like his brain was melting from the overwhelming sensation.
“Ngh.”
“Hah, ahh, hngh, aah!”
“Haa, ngh.”
The force of Lucas’s thrusts made Seria’s body sway unsteadily, her head eventually knocking against the wall with a soft thud. Startled, Lucas immediately placed a hand on her forehead, his face filled with concern.
“Sorry… I got carried away. It felt so good I couldn’t help it.”
“Ngh… it’s fine,” she replied softly.
For a brief moment, the intensity of their coupling subsided. Maybe he would ease up now? But Lucas let out a small sigh before grabbing her hands and guiding them to the wall.
“Here. Hold on properly. Press your hands firmly against it.”
“What kind of… ah, ngh, haa!”
Lucas, consumed entirely by his desire, resumed his relentless thrusts, pushing deep inside her with renewed vigor.
The sound of their bodies colliding echoed loudly in the room, each slap accompanied by the slick noise of her arousal coating him.
Lucas’s gentle features contrasted starkly with the raw, almost beastly way he moved, his thick s***t pounding into her expanded entrance as if it belonged there. Every thrust sent milky fluids spilling from their connection, splattering messily.
“Hah, ngh, hnn… Seria, haa, is it okay if I finish inside?”
Lucas murmured, kneading her b*****s as he spoke. His question was laced with a teasing tone, but it made Seria suddenly stiffen. Her eyes widened, and she shook her head vigorously.
“No! Not inside!” she exclaimed, the thought striking her like lightning.
She had forgotten to drink the contraceptive tea before coming to his room. During their previous nights together, it had been necessary to release inside to break the curse, but this time she had completely overlooked it.
“Ah, ngh, no! I didn’t know you were going to finish inside today…”
“Didn’t know?”
“I didn’t drink the contraceptive tea… ah, ngh.”
Even as they spoke, Lucas didn’t stop his relentless thrusting. The veined, swollen s***t dragged against her sensitive inner walls, teasing her most intimate spots. Every time the tip hit a certain spot, Seria’s hips twisted uncontrollably.
Lucas let out a frustrated sigh and ran a hand through his damp hair.
“Alright, ngh… if I’m about to finish… haa, I’ll pull out.”
“Okay… ah, ngh, hnn… haah.”
Pushing himself deep into her until he hit her innermost walls, Lucas resumed his steady rhythm, thrusting faster and harder. The slick walls trembled around him, and her arousal foamed and spilled onto the floor.
Despite already being inside her, he had an insatiable urge to bury himself even deeper. Grinding himself against her inner depths, Lucas elicited high-pitched cries from Seria.
“Ahh, there… ngh, there!”
Completely overwhelmed by the pleasure, Seria unconsciously pushed her hips back toward him, as if begging for more. Lucas, reading her perfectly, adjusted his angle to strike her most sensitive spot over and over.
“Ugh.”
“Ah, hngh!”
The overwhelming pressure of release built up inside him, and Lucas pulled out quickly, his s***t glistening with her arousal. The moment he freed himself, thick, white fluid burst forth, splattering messily across her flushed folds, round bottom, and creamy thighs.
“Ah… ngh…”
Seria, completely spent, collapsed onto the floor, her body trembling from the aftershocks. Lucas reached for a clean cloth on the nightstand and gently wiped her down. Was it finally over? Her body felt utterly drained.
But her assumption was quickly proven wrong. Lucas brushed her damp hair aside tenderly before suddenly slipping his arms under her, lifting her effortlessly.
“Seria, this is just the beginning. You can’t be tired already.”
“W-What? Isn’t it over already? Isn’t it just supposed to be once a day?”
Startled, Seria lifted her head and met Lucas’s eyes, his face still flushed from their passionate encounter. His damp golden hair clung to his forehead, and she couldn’t help but think how irresistibly alluring he looked at that moment.
“Once? The sorcerer said we need to keep going until all the cursed energy is gone. Why? Do you not want to?”
“Ah… no, it’s fine. I said I’d do it, so it’s okay.”
She felt the cool fabric of the sheets against her back as Lucas laid her on the bed. Before she could react, he climbed over her, his large frame casting a shadow that enveloped her entirely. In a low, husky voice, he whispered seductively.
“You’ll keep your word, right?”
“Uh… well…”
Seria trailed off, her gaze dropping instinctively. Her eyes landed on Lucas’s s***t, already standing e***t again, impossibly hard and eager. Embarrassed, she quickly averted her gaze, her cheeks flushing. Even after just climaxing, how was he ready again so soon?
Feeling her nervousness, Seria stammered,
“W-What are you saying?”
“You said it’s fine,” Lucas replied, a dangerous smile spreading across his face.
Seria gave a small nod, and Lucas’s grin deepened. Even though they were doing this under the pretense of breaking the curse, an inexplicable unease crept over her.
When his strong hands parted her thighs once more, a soft sigh escaped her lips, her apprehension mixing with reluctant anticipation.
