The Contract Wife Tries to Leave - Chapter 159
“Johanna…”
“Hngh, ah, mm…!”
“Do you like it?”
“N-Noo… ah…! Ugh!”
“God… You’re so tight here…”
Raising himself slightly, he pressed down firmly on her lower abdomen, where the shape of him bulged inside her.
“Haa…!”
“You’re gripping like crazy.”
He pulled back until only the tip lingered at her entrance, then plunged back to the base, drawing a sharp scream from Johanna as her head flew back. Her back arched, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably. Adjusting their position, Leonid seated her on his thighs, bouncing her a few times as he sucked on her bouncing chest, then lifted her easily into the air.
“Gah…!”
Her feet dangled as she instinctively clung to his neck in surprise. Holding her hips firmly, Leonid began thrusting upward, each stroke filling her completely. The slick sounds of their bodies meeting echoed lewdly with each powerful movement.
“Ah… hngh, it’s… too deep…!”
“You love it deep, don’t you?”
She wanted to deny it, but there was no way to refute it. With each thrust that reached deep inside her, her body reacted intensely, unable to hide her pleasure.
But admitting this… admitting that her body was adapting to him, yielding to his desires, was something she couldn’t bear. Every time she surrendered to this primal urge, it felt like she was losing a part of herself.
Johanna squeezed her eyes shut, shaking her head in defiance. Tears pooled at the corners of her eyes, spilling down her cheeks.
“…Looks like you need to be punished.”
“Ugh, ah…!”
“Enjoying it this much, hmm? Pretending you don’t.”
“Ah…! No, ah… I don’t…!”
He set the fallen stool upright and sat down in front of the mirror with her still impaled on him. Turning her body to face the mirror, he made her watch.
Johanna had to witness herself seated with her thighs spread wide, his length buried deep inside her.
“Why pretend? You know you like this.”
“No, I don’t…”
“This.”
Pulling out slowly, he revealed the thick, pulsing length, veins bulging along its intimidating form. Taking her hand, he made her wrap her fingers around it.
“Yes, just like that… now, try putting it back yourself.”
His size was so overwhelming that it was impossible for her to fully grip it with one hand. When she hesitated, he bit down on her ear as if to urge her forward.
“Ugh…!”
“Hurry.”
“…”
It was clear he intended to keep pressing her until she complied. Realizing that resistance was pointless, Johanna, on the verge of tears, grasped his arousal, positioning its swollen tip against her entrance.
But the sheer size of it made it nearly impossible for her to handle alone; she couldn’t imagine taking it in by herself.
Sensing her hesitation, Leonid let out a short sigh, his hands gripping her hips firmly.
“Looks like we’ll need to train you a bit more.”
With that, he thrust himself inside, making a deep, resounding impact.
“…!”
Pierced in a single stroke, Johanna felt her consciousness reel, unable even to gasp. Leonid pulled her hand down, making her touch the place where they were joined. She bit down on her lip, fingers trembling slightly at the sensation.
“When I knot…”
“Hngh… ah…”
“It gets even bigger than this… and yet, you manage to take it all.”
“Haa… nngh…”
In the mirror, she could see the two of them connected, the obscene sight of him sliding out before thrusting back in deeply again making her head spin with dizzying intensity.
“Ah, ahh, ha… gahhh…!”
The pace of his thrusts from below grew increasingly fast, each stroke causing the thick veins along his length to graze her sensitive inner walls.
Their bodies, now soaked in sweat, pressed together, sticky and inseparable, as if they’d been one from the start. The heavy concentration of his alpha pheromones was overwhelming, nearly suffocating her.
An incredible wave of pleasure gathered low in her belly, building to an almost maddening crescendo. Johanna’s eyes rolled back, her pleasure climbing to a blinding peak. At the moment she reached the height of her climax, a clear stream burst from her, splashing across the stool, the floor, and even the mirror, trickling down in rivulets.
In the next instant, Leonid wrapped his arms around her tightly, driving himself as deep as possible, holding her quivering body as he buried himself to the base and released.
“Ha…”
A wave of indescribable relief and euphoria coursed through her, spreading like an electric current over her entire body.
Her walls gripped him, milking every drop as he filled her. Amused by her body’s reaction, he gently stroked her torso, planting a kiss on her cheek. She moaned softly, squirming in discomfort, trying to free herself from his hold.
This time, her reaction irritated him. Still lodged within her, he lifted her into his arms once again, unsatisfied.
“Why… ah… why…”
He brought her to the bed, positioning her on her stomach. Though he’d only just finished, he gripped her hips and began thrusting again, doggedly taking her from behind.
