The Runaway Maid is Loved by the Archmage - Chapter 32
Roina felt her consciousness fading as her body was racked with pleasure. She was on the verge of passing out, utterly exhausted.
Just then, a man in pristine knight’s armor entered the room, his eyes covered. She didn’t like it.
Here she was, broken and naked, while the man who had reduced her to this state was perfectly composed.
A sneer crept across her lips.
“Ethan.”
Her voice was barely a whisper. Ethan, startled, turned towards her.
There, a goddess with a grotesque smile waved languidly at him.
“What are you doing? You’re not coming in.”
He couldn’t resist her.
She’d been the first to provoke him, but when Ethan pulled her around his waist, Roina stiffened slightly. She could see the muscles in his strong hands and arms twitching faintly. He was mesmerized, his gaze fixed on her. It was a very intense gaze.
Something hot and dull touched her intimate place, and her slit, loose and wet from the climax she’d just experienced, throbbed to receive the massive load smoothly.
As if her exhaustion had been a lie, Roina was turned on like never before. She craved fast, furious stimulation as much as she’d ever craved slow movements.
When she took a deep breath, she caught sight of a large man with arched eyebrows and a look that said he was about to cry.
Tsk. A single tear fell from his eye.
“I’m afraid… it won’t work, I’m sorry.”
Her eyes widened. She breathed out in a deep sigh of regret.
The giant knight slowly slid off of her. His eyes were wide with desire. Somehow, Roina didn’t like that.
‘You’re just another human.’
Yeah, that’s what she thought to herself.
She grabbed Ethan’s shoulders as he stumbled backward, and shifted her waist so that she was still pressed against his lower body. She even wrapped her legs around his waist.
‘You can’t get away’
He met her challenging eyes and was taken aback; he hadn’t expected her to act like this. Roina pressed her s*x against his p*nis. Their hot bodies meshed, and a rush of fullness rushed through them, wanting to be united again.
Yes, this couldn’t be happening. To make such a mess of herself and then run away? Not without falling upside down in the same mud.
An obscene, guttural sound echoed through the room, so forceful that the tip of Ethan’s jaw quivered. His eyes flickered with e*********n as if he were facing an unprecedented challenge. She ignored it, moving her hips to slowly engulf his c*ck. Her hot p*ssy opened her metallic, slippery mouth to swallow his thick, hot glans.
“F*ck……!”
Ethan yelped in surprise and tried to take a step backward, but he couldn’t move because Roina’s frail legs were already wrapped around his waist.
Ethan was trapped in a fence that could easily break her.
She moved her hips a little more leisurely, taking him completely deep inside her. The sensation of being tightly filled brought a level of satisfaction incomparable to fingers. Overwhelmed, she momentarily drew in a breath.
Ethan was stiff and rigid under her lead, but as she took him, he shuddered as if an electric current ran through him.
Naturally, the back of his hand, gripping the end of the table where she lay, was covered with a thick vein of blood, and a growl escaped his teeth. Something he was barely holding onto snapped.
He scooped Roina up in his arms and lifted her. Her soft naked body slid against his hard one like unloaded fabric. She sucked in a breath as she felt his callused, rough, thick hands gripping her waist, the firm, broad, muscular chest against which her body leaned, and… his c**k, which was thrusting deeper as she was lifted.
‘Yeah, I know, I was being provocative, but this….’
Ethan, bent almost to a crouch to embrace her relatively small frame, looked up at her. Their eyes met, and she felt a chill run down her spine at the intensity of his gaze.
“Danger…!
“Ha!”
He threw his arms around her waist.
Pleasure surged from her lower belly as he entered her, hard and deep.
A heavy surge of pleasure rose from the depths of her lower belly as his thick length pushed in deep and slow.
He no longer asked her anything. Instead, with a faint grinding sound of his teeth, he pulled her tightly into his embrace and drove into her with force. She felt as if she were trapped in a very small prison. There were no restraints or magical devices like before, yet she still felt bound.
Karine FA
It dawned on me while I was reading the latest chapters.
This entire time “Roina” ponders she is a Korean woman who died in our world and then occupied a young slave girl in another world, trying her damnest to escape. But she never disclosed WHEN she died, meaning with what age. Because her actions and boldness, her ability to rebound from abuse and humilliation, to separate body reactions and feelings, resist while playing submissive and reading the room in order to react to her advantage, aren’t youthful at all. If anything, her recollections of at least 3 bad relationships and their aftermaths in her past life make it clear we are seeing a very mature woman, around 40 or maybe 50+, inside the body of a ~20-year old girl.
Dully noted.