The Revenge Kidnapping Drama’s Transmigrated Female Lead - Chapter 79

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“Ah, hngahh…!”

As her inner walls were pressed and crushed by the hot, rigid pillar of flesh, her toes splayed out like a fan. Her fluids gushed out like a burst dam, and her walls clenched and released around him in rapid succession. The tightness, as if wringing out a soaked cloth, brought him dangerously close to climax.

Terche gritted his teeth, barely holding back the urge to release. While Psyche writhed in the throes of her o****m, he wanted to shake his hips like a wild animal, but he summoned every ounce of his patience. Fucking a woman who had completely lost herself like a mad dog wasn’t entirely bad, but it wasn’t exactly satisfying either.

Terche wanted Psyche to regain at least some of her senses. His gaze slowly swept over her. Her face was flushed, her eyes hazy and unfocused as she panted heavily. Silver strands of drool dripped from her parted, rose-like lips, and her beautiful body still trembled faintly.

Seeing her so utterly consumed by the lingering waves of her climax because of him stirred a strange satisfaction in his chest. But the thought that she might have shown this side of herself to others quickly soured his mood. His brow furrowed, but as her eyes gradually regained focus, he realized she was slowly coming back to her senses.

“Haa, haa….”

Psyche blinked dazedly, gasping for air. As her irregular breathing began to steady, she felt the fog in her vision slowly clear, like the sky after a rainstorm. The dizzying heat in her head also began to subside, but her body still felt heavy and sluggish, like waterlogged cotton. ……What had just happened? It felt like she had completely lost herself for a moment…

“Have you come to your senses now?”

Psyche, who had been on the verge of falling asleep, jolted awake at the sound of his voice. A handsome man was looking down at her with a calm gaze. Below, she felt the heavy presence of something foreign. In that moment, it was as if icy water had been poured over her, and all drowsiness vanished. What had he done to her that she hadn’t even realized she was being violated? A wave of fear washed over her.

“No, stop…!”

Her delicate hands began pushing against his chest in a frantic attempt to shove him away. Unfortunately, she had almost no strength left in her body, so it was more of a feeble struggle than an actual push, and it had little effect. Still, it seemed to irritate him, as the corner of Terche’s mouth twisted into a smirk.

“You don’t want it?”

He wrapped his large hands firmly around her chest, just below her b*****s, and with a mischievous smirk, he thrust his c**k deep inside her with a loud thud—!

“Ahhk…!”

“You already know how good it feels.”

Another thud—! The massive s***t pierced through her body once more. Her eyelids fluttered faintly. It was too deep, too hot, and unnervingly pleasurable. Yes, this was… strange. It shouldn’t feel this good…

“Haa, if I stop now, wouldn’t your hole feel disappointed, Psyche?”

“Hng, ahh…! What are you, hng, doing to me, haaah!”

As if mocking her inability to form coherent words, he slammed his hips into her again with a forceful thwack—! The climax that followed made her vision flash white. A wave of overwhelming pleasure, so intense it felt like her body might break, crashed over her. Psyche’s eyes flew open, and drool spilled from her lips.

What… is this? What did you do to me? She wanted to ask, but all that came out were ragged gasps for air.

“You’re probably going to ask me something.”

“Ah, haaah…!”

The pleasure was so intense it felt suffocating. Tears of pure physiological response streamed down her face. Terche continued to move his hips in small, deliberate motions, his voice rough as he whispered to her.

“Right now, I’m just giving you the pleasure of s*x.”

“Hng, this is… weird…, nngh, no, haah!”

“Still lying about not wanting it.”

Terche’s gaze flicked to her chest. Her milk-white b*****s swayed enticingly with his movements. He licked his lower lip, hastily brushing away the messy hair on his forehead. The next moment, his raised hand came down hard on her fair chest.

“Time for some punishment.”

Slap! A light friction sound rang out as the struck flesh quivered.

“Ahnn…!”

“You need to be disciplined.”

Slap, his veiny hand struck the plump b****t once more, this time the opposite one. Her body trembled as she tightened around him. He let out a low groan.

“I hit your chest, yet you’re tightening down there.”