The Revenge Kidnapping Drama's Transmigrated Female Lead - Chapter 17
He stroked the trembling thigh as if to soothe it, tilting his head as though kissing and pressing his tongue deeper inside. Psyche dug her nails into Rezus’s shoulder, but he seemed unfazed, showing no reaction. Instead, he buried his head even deeper, flicking his tongue and pushing it all the way to the innermost point. Through the parted crevice, the narrow opening quivered, trickling liquid down in streams.
With unfocused eyes, Rezus Anocton stared at it, scooping the liquid with his tongue as if drawing water from a spring. Psyche gasped for breath, her body arching involuntarily. His long, red tongue parted the swollen, excited petals to either side. As he licked upward in a single, deliberate motion, pressing against the e***t bud, a soft, whimpering moan escaped her lips.
Her legs trembled, instinctively trying to close, but Rezus tightened his grip around her thighs, firmly restraining her movements. He sucked with such relentless intensity that his nose and lips were drenched with the liquid. Psyche whimpered and squirmed, but Rezus did not budge an inch.
Using his sharp nose to press against the sensitive bud, he plunged his long tongue deep inside. Then, as if driving her further, he skillfully moved his tongue within. The lewd sounds of his incessant sucking, the wet gulps as he swallowed the liquid, her anguished moans, and his ragged breaths began to fill the room, saturating the space around the bed.
A sense of something nearing its peak overwhelmed her. Psyche’s face contorted as though in anguish. Rezus Anocton licked even more thoroughly, as if scraping every inch of her tender flesh, sucking with an almost voracious intent to consume every drop of the liquid pouring out in thick streams. The fluid continuously filled his mouth, his throat bobbing repeatedly as he swallowed.
“Ah, ngh, ahhh, mmh, ahh!”
She no longer had the strength to protest or suppress her moans. At some point, Psyche clutched his shoulders tightly, almost pulling him close. Her body arched as a nasal cry escaped her lips, causing her full, rounded b*****s to heave dramatically. Below, her opening fluttered, and the nectar trickled down her inner thighs, dripping along the curve of her hips. Rezus silently observed the sight before grasping his throbbing s***t, preparing himself with deliberate intent.
“Haah… haah…”
When the blunt tip rubbed up and down the plump petals, the reddened flesh inside grew even more moist. His manhood was completely coated with nectar down to the base. He stared intently at it, positioning the head of his manhood at the entrance and applying force. Psyche was still unable to regain her senses, lost in the throes of a powerful o****m.
“Ah, no… ugh!”
The soft tip of his manhood began to force its way into the tight opening. As the narrow entrance stretched with difficulty, Psyche twisted her hips from the sensation, but Rezus gripped her pelvis firmly, pushing himself in inch by inch. Despite the slickness, the insertion was challenging due to the extreme tightness. Letting out a groan mixed with pain and pleasure, he furrowed his brow.
“Phew, why is it so tight?”
“Ugh, it won’t go in, it can’t go in…!”
“It will.”
“It hurts, it hurts…!”
As he pressed himself closer to her, he pushed himself deeper inside. The tight walls of her passage stretched taut, convulsing as the hot, pulsing s***t entered further. Just moments ago, the pleasure had been overwhelming to the point of dizziness, but now, as the penetration began, it felt overwhelming and burdensome.
Clutching his forearm, she groaned and shook her head, but the massive length showed no signs of stopping, continuing to press deeper. The moment she felt as though her body might split in two, his manhood suddenly drove all the way to the base. Psyche’s eyes widened, and she held her breath.
“…!”
“Ah, ugh…”
From the place where they were joined, a faint, metallic scent of blood wafted up. Rezus let out a suppressed groan and halted his movements. Transparent tears streamed down Psyche’s long lashes. Gently cupping her flushed cheek, he licked away the teardrops with his tongue.
As Psyche turned her head away, Rezus softly kneaded her b*****s in slow, circular motions, planting tender kisses on her forehead, cheeks, nose, and lips, soothing and comforting her.
Once she had calmed down somewhat, he took Psyche’s hand and guided it to their joined place.
“Haa, feel it…”
“No… I don’t want to…”
As if intent on proving that his manhood was fully inside her without a gap, he forced her to touch the spot. Then, he slowly pulled his hips back before gently thrusting forward again, carving a path as he entered her completely once more.
“It’s all the way in.”
