The Contract Wife Tries to Leave - Chapter 134
“…You’re incredibly tight.”
“W-Wait… ngh!”
“Ha… If I put mine in here… it’s going to feel unbelievably good.”
The moment he growled those words, she could feel his e******n, hard and unyielding, pressing beneath the curve of her hips.
The thought that his full, rigid length would soon fill her made Johanna’s body shudder involuntarily. Leonid cursed under his breath, then shoved all three of his fingers deep into her opening.
“Ah, ugh, ah!”
“Still… I’m just using my fingers, huh? And you like it that much?”
“Ah, ha, that’s… ah!”
His movements were rough and fast. The intense stimulation carried a tinge of pain, but waves of overwhelming pleasure erupted from deep inside her. As Johanna finally reached her peak, her upper body convulsed violently, her limbs curling inwards as tingles shot through her nerves.
He was right. It was almost unbelievable that such intense pleasure could come from just his fingers.
“Hah… haa…”
As Johanna panted heavily, he showered kisses on her back and shoulders, then spread her thighs even wider with a firm grip.
His fingers withdrew swiftly, leaving her empty, but before she could even process that sense of emptiness, his thick member plunged into her depths in one thrust.
“Haa…!”
Leonid drove himself in completely, pressing down on her waist. Their bodies were fully locked together, with no space left between them. Perhaps because of their position, she could feel every part of him even more vividly.
He let out a deep, animalistic growl as he wrapped his arms around her torso, pulling her tightly against him. His grip was so strong that it almost took her breath away.
“Ah, ugh, hngh, ah…”
He began to thrust his hips upward. Despite her struggles, she couldn’t move an inch, her legs spread wide as he penetrated deeply at a rapid pace. The sensation of him plunging in so dangerously deep sent a shiver through Johanna’s entire body.
“…I-I’m going crazy. It feels like I’m melting down there.”
“P-Please, s-slow down, just… a little… slowly…”
“Haa, damn… You’re really trying to squeeze me dry, aren’t you?”
Johanna could feel the way her insides alternated between tightening and loosening around him. The extreme arousal made her walls clench and ripple without rest, as if they were savoring and sucking him in like something delicious.
Leonid, cursing under his breath, grabbed Johanna’s left b****t firmly with one hand. Then, he began to thrust even more urgently.
“Ah! Haah! Nngh, hngh, ah!”
The intense pleasure crashing through her made her feel like she was losing her mind. She could no longer think about anything—only the overwhelming urge to find release from this maddening sensation.
“Haah, ngh, ah! A little, a little more…!”
“Hah…”
He bit down hard on her neck, releasing a surge of pheromones before laying her down flat. The sudden change in position caused his length to slip out of her, leaving her body trembling as if struck by a jolt of electricity.
He grasped the backs of her knees, folding her legs closer to her chest. Her hips lifted slightly, allowing for deeper penetration. In this position, Leonid thrust his length back into her with force.
“Ahhk…!”
At the moment of penetration, Johanna’s head jerked back, a sensation close to climax overwhelming her. Leonid held her knees down as he continued to thrust forcefully.
With each movement, the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air. The point of their connection was drenched, slick with fluids. The sweet scent of the omega’s arousal mingled thickly in the air.
“…I feel like I’m losing my mind.”
“Ngh, ah, ahh…!”
“I don’t know how I managed to hold back from doing this for so long.”
It was unclear if he was referring to the past few years or just the last few days. If it was the former… she thought, perhaps a new omega partner had entered his life after she left.
“Sob… ngh, ah!”
“Does it feel so good you’re crying? Or is it that the pleasure is too much for you to bear?”
She bit down on her lip, trying to hold back the sobs, but the tears streamed down uncontrollably.
He let out a sigh and adjusted her into a more comfortable position. Her legs and hips, which had been suspended in the air, now rested on the sofa cover. He leaned down, gently caressing her upper body, and then licked the tears from her cheeks.
“…I don’t understand why it tastes sweet. Shouldn’t it be salty?”
“…”
“I wonder if all omegas… are like this… or if it’s just you that tastes so sweet.”
He murmured softly, almost to himself, as he began to move his hips again. He held her tightly, his movements gentler than before, but gradually becoming faster and more intense.
