The Little Merman Demands Legs from the Sea Witch - Chapter 35
A moan escaped Iko’s lips. Kashmir, concerned that he might be hurting her, found it difficult to stop once he had started moving. He would withdraw his hips just enough for the head of his member to hover at her entrance before plunging deeply back in.
“Hah… hngh… ah…”
Iko panted, trying to keep up with his movements. Despite the dizziness and strain, she found the sensation oddly pleasurable. The heat from his hands pinning her wrists above her head and the fullness of his thick member inside her were almost overwhelming.
“Mngh… Iko…”
His deep voice reverberated in her ears, sending shivers down her spine. Even though the pleasure was there, the pain was still more intense. But the moment he called her name in that husky tone, it was as if an electric current surged through her entire body.
Feeling her mind go blank, Iko clung to him tightly, her heart racing so loudly she feared he might hear it too. She glanced up at him nervously.
“Your expression has completely softened.”
Kashmir murmured, planting kisses on her cheeks. He had been worried she might cry from the pain, but seeing her enjoy it reassured him.
“This feels amazing.”
Kashmir decided to lose himself in her entirely. As he pressed closer to her, he could feel the rapid thudding of her heart—whether it was hers or his, he didn’t care.
“Hnnng!”
Kashmir lifted her legs, pressing into her wet entrance smoothly. It was still tight, but much easier than before. He supported her knees with his arms and thrust deeply into her.
“Iko…”
“Hah… yes… ah…”
Kashmir’s powerful thrusts made Iko gasp for breath. The heat was intense, making it hard to focus, yet something still felt missing. There was an emptiness inside her.
“Kashmir.”
She reached back, grabbing hold of his head. As their eyes met, he leaned in for a kiss, and Iko finally felt the void inside her fill up.
Kashmir stole a glance at her face and saw her looking satisfied, which made him smile. As their tongues intertwined, he caressed her legs, savoring the humid sounds their kisses produced.
When their lips finally parted, a string of saliva connected them. Kashmir could feel her entrance pulsating around his thick s***t, as if beckoning him to move.
Instead of thrusting, Kashmir reached down and teased her now-swollen c**t. Iko’s hips jerked involuntarily.
“Ahh… n-no… not like this…!”
“You asked me to make you feel good. Don’t you like it?” he teased.
“I do, but… ah… I can’t… right now…!”
Iko whimpered as Kashmir’s hand moved faster, her vision going white as she struggled to think clearly. Moments later, a cry of pleasure escaped her lips as her body convulsed.
Breathless, Iko’s body trembled as she tried to calm the hypersensitive sensations below. But Kashmir, still inside her, pulled her onto his lap.
“Ngh!”
The movement caused his member to drag against her inner walls, making her moan involuntarily. The deeper angle, as she sat on his lap, only intensified the sensation.
“So hot… Iko, it feels like your body is melting around me.”
Kashmir breathed out, overwhelmed by the heat. Iko, her legs spread wide, stared at him with half-lidded eyes.
Their noses brushed before he leaned in for another kiss. Iko wrapped her legs around his waist as he began to slowly rock his hips, thrusting into her.
“I’m close…”
“…You can finish.”
Iko whispered back, burying her face in his shoulder, too embarrassed to look at him. Yet, saying it aloud filled her with an odd thrill.
“No… I’ve waited too long for this. I can’t just end it so quickly.”
If he could, Kashmir wanted to stay inside her all night. The idea of finishing now seemed like a waste.
“We can do it again later,” Iko suggested, her voice shy.
Kashmir’s hands, which had been caressing her hips, paused. He pulled back to look at her, surprised. Iko couldn’t meet his eyes, her embarrassment evident.
“You mean it? You’ll let me do it again?” he asked, his voice thick with emotion.
“This position… it goes too deep…”
“You said it yourself, though. You want to do it again,” Kashmir reminded her, a grin tugging at his lips.
