The Sub Male Lead is Burning with Jealousy - Chapter 10 Part 7
Unable to wait any longer, Rahil took Anais’s lips first. Kisses were something he demanded from Anais regularly, countless times, but they were always welcome. The sweet sensation that sent tingles down to his toes made Rahil savor Anais’s lips in a rapture.
‘It’s giving me goosebumps.’
Anais seemed at a loss, completely taken aback. Perhaps because her sensitivity was much higher, even a kiss was enough to make her melt completely.
If she had been wearing just a robe, it could have been removed in an instant. But unfortunately, she was in her nightwear. Then again, since she had only intended to sleep beside him and not go any further, it was only natural.
As Anais kept trying to retreat, Rahil entwined his tongue around hers, drawing it deep into his mouth, while his hands roamed over her through the fabric of her nightwear. The transformation in her body caused by the divine power affected her even without direct skin contact. In short, even through her clothes, she reacted with heightened sensitivity.
“Mmph, nngh!”
Anais, lost in that kiss, trembled and squirmed. She had no idea how much he had wanted to touch this body, which, before sleep, was always clad in nothing but a negligee and p@nties, free of any corset.
When he kneaded her bre@sts through the fabric and persistently teased her n!pples, Anais’s cheeks flushed red, and she flailed in embarrassment.
“Hnng, ahh… stop! Aah!”
When he pulled back to hear what she was trying to say, she only made a sulky remark. Without hesitation, he reclaimed her lips and started kneading her bre@sts roughly. She seemed oblivious to how cute she was with cheeks red as apples, clearly turned on.
He tugged both her n!pples, rubbing their sensitive tips so relentlessly that Anais climaxed from that alone.
Her h!ps arched, doing an adorable little bounce, and Rahil hugged her tighter and kissed her joyfully. Sliding his tongue into her gasping lips, he savored her fully, feeling every tremor that coursed through her body.
“Haha… you’re too cute. It’s driving me insane.”
Muttering in a chillingly seductive voice, Rahil let out a strained laugh.
It seemed that days of restraint, indulging only in kisses had been a real challenge for him.
There was no way he could endure waiting until she was fully undressed.
Gazing at Anais’s pleasure-struck face, Rahil gripped her negligee’s hem.
“Let’s get rid of this. I’m going to tear it.”
…What?
But before she could reply, the hem of her negligee was ripped apart with ease. Naturally, Anais’s half-dazed eyes went wide once again.
Rahil, having split the front of her nightwear down the middle, drank in the sight of her exposed, bare body with an enraptured gaze. His own cheeks, flushed red, gave him a dangerous but beguiling look.
“Sure enough, they’ve turned red. Sorry about that.”
He had groped, pinched, and rubbed them so much that Anais’s n!pples were now flushed and swollen. As if he could no longer restrain himself, Rahil quickly took one into his mouth.
“Ha-uh!”
The difference between touching over cloth and direct contact was like heaven and earth. The sensation of his hot, wet tongue flicking and s*cking at her n!pples sent a piercing jolt of pleasure deep into her chest.
“Mm, nngh… mmph!”
Anais tried holding in her moans, but Rahil, wearing a mischievous smile, started to su*k even harder. Once one side was thoroughly drenched with his saliva, he moved on to the other and su*ked that too.
“How pitiful… I’ll put some potion on them later.”
She wanted to say it wasn’t necessary, to beg him to stop su*king, but all that escaped her open mouth were moans. By now, Anais had completely forgotten that her brother Francis was in the same building.
“Ha… I should have sucked them every day. I’m sorry. Mm…”
Each time he swirled his tongue, Anais flinched again and again, and Rahil as if mesmerized, merely roved back and forth between her bre@sts, sucking like an enchanted man.
Anais grew dizzy from the mounting pleasure.
‘Ah, already…’
Even though she had a light clim@x already, she sensed another coming.
Hugging her waist, Rahil slid down her p@nties in an instant.
“You’re soaking w*t.”
Her underwe@r, drenched in her own fluids, fell onto the ripped scraps of her negligee. Feeling ashamed, Anais covered her face with her arms, but Rahil only smirked mischievously and slipped his hand between her legs.
‘Hah?!’
Even just the slight touch of his hand against her slick, w*t folds made her vision turn white. When she, flustered, tried to close her legs, Rahil quickly wedged his knee between them.
Then he began to tease her petals thoroughly.
“Hngh, hh! Hngh! Uhhng…!”
Unable to withstand the overwhelming stimulation, her body jolted with involuntary twitches. Saliva pooled in her mouth, and whiteness flickered repeatedly before her eyes.
She had changed like this before and had been held by Rahil, but since it had happened during their intercourse, she hadn’t fully grasped the sensation.
This time, though…
‘Ahh… I’m feeling it too much! Aah!’
As he spread her folds, his fingertip started lightly flicking her h@rdened bud. Each brush of his fingers sent a wave of sinful pleasure coursing through her body.
“Haang!”
As Anais threw her head back, reaching clim@x again, Rahil’s eyes widened. Seeing the look of a hunter who had discovered an amusing treasure in his eyes, Anais felt a sense of danger.
“Haa, d-don’t! Aah, aah!”
As Rahil continuously toyed with that spot, wave after wave of light clim@x hit her without reprieve. As Anais shuddered through yet another clim@x, Rahil covered her mouth with his, exploring her from both top and bottom at once.
