The Sub Male Lead is Burning with Jealousy - Chapter 3 Part 4
“I want to go wild….”
He wanted to lose himself. Holding Anais, who was trembling delicately, as if to prevent her from escaping, he felt an endless urge to taste and savor her.
She writhed as if her soft n*ked body wanted to escape from the man’s large, heated body. Rahil moved her hips without loosening his embrace even a bit.
As if telling her to stay still.
As the intensely hot thing twisted and stirred her insides, Anais’s waist jumped.
Ah.
Rahil couldn’t explain what he felt as anything less than his blood boiling. It felt like an impulse that seem to make him crazy and a destructive desire to ruin her seemed to sweep over him.
‘I shouldn’t hurt her.’
He loved seeing himself reflected in Anais’s blue eyes. He wanted to make her see and know only him forever.
It would be nice if she allowed me to kiss her.
If only she would allow him to kiss her.
Feeling a clear desire, Rahil moved his hips. He was amused when Anais flinched in surprise at the slapping motion of his p*nis swaying left and right as if gently coaxing her inside.
“Anais, wrap your legs around my waist. Or spread them.”
“Uh, h-huh….”
Anais seemed to be wriggling her legs and scratching the sheet with her toes. It seemed like she was trying to wrap her legs around his waist as he had suggested, and also trying to spread her legs. That was when Rahil made a big move.
“Ha!”
Anais’s scream sounded even louder because of the tight embrace. Even though it should have been noisy enough for a Sword Master’s senses, Rahil found the sound pleasant to his ears.
It was barely halfway out before going back in, and the sound was this loud. It made him shudder to think how loud her screams would be if he started moving properly.
“…Do you want to make it so that those outside can hear what we’re doing inside?”
Rahil, wearing a mischievous smile as he spoke, seemed devilishly tempting to Anais. It was as if he was exuding an aura of allure from every part of his body.
“What I said earlier wasn’t a suggestion. If you bite your lip, I’ll really kiss you.”
Rahil whispered that and started to move ‘properly’.
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It felt like she was being held captive by the sub male lead. Anais swayed within Rahil’s embrace and had such thoughts. Could it be that this man suffered from a lack of affection? He wasn’t willing to let go of her for even a second.
“Ah, ah! Uhng! Ugh, ahah!”
The sounds of their bodies meeting—thump, thump, thud!—resonated continuously as he tirelessly moved his hips. Anais was taken aback that she found pl*asure in the movement despite his big size. She had thought that they would only manage to do so much.
However, reality defied her expectations. The secondary male lead from the novel was apparently different, as he elicited pl*asure from Anais’s body effectively.
“Ah, ahh…!”
Rahil looked at Anais, who was arching like a bow at the peak of her cl*max, with a heated gaze. Anais felt so humiliated she wished she could die.
‘Why does he always look at me that way…’
She couldn’t understand why he watched her with those eyes every time she cl*maxed. He even stared without blinking when she was lost in ecstasy.
Out of embarrassment, she wanted to reach the cl*max quickly, but Rahil did not stop.
“Oh, ah… again… ugh….”
As Anais moaned, Rahil hugged her tightly and moved his hips lasciviously once again. His arms, still gripping her tightly and painfully, made her feel as if she would melt.
‘It’s so strange there.’
She couldn’t even remember how many times Rahil had ej*culated. It was as if he was determined to impregnate Anais tonight; he made sure to ej*culate only after thrusting deeply, right to the base.
The slick, sticky fl*id had soaked her b*ttocks and thighs. It was as if they were making love on top of the clammy l*quid.
“Ha, ah… Ahh! Please, no more there…!”
Rahil only gave her a mischievous look, regardless of how much she twisted her waist and pleaded for him to stop. He licked beside her lips and spoke in a teasing voice.
“If you let me kiss you, I’ll stop.”
“Ugh…!”
Rahil’s blue eyes flared with fire as he was met with her glare. He seemed unaware of just how much he really wanted to kiss those lips every time she looked at him with such eyes.
A tingling sensation reverberated down her spine, and she could feel her lower body tensing up. Observing the flicker of panic in Anais’s eyes, Rahil straightened his hips.
“Or we can keep going.”
“Ahh, ugh! Aahhh…”
She feared she might accidentally bite her lips if she tried to keep her mouth tightly sealed. Yet, with her lips slightly parted, embarrassing noises escaped. Indeed, there would be no sound if she were kissing him, but that would shatter her vow to save her first kiss for a man who truly loved her.
“Ugh! Ahhhh, I don’t want this… Ahh!”
Rahil fervently thrust, gripping the distressed Anais like a beast clinging to its prey. The sensation of his p*nis thrusting in and out blurred her vision white.
“What don’t you like about this? It feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Mmm, hmmm…”
“I want to put my tongue inside your mouth, Anais.”
Whispering with a fervent voice, Rahil once again pressed a kiss onto Anais’s cheek. He pushed his lips teasingly close to the corners of hers, barely touching them, and then he smirked wickedly.
He thought that his unquenched thirst was due to the fact they never shared a kiss, despite having embraced each other multiple times.
“Let me taste your lips. Okay? Anais….”
The tantalizing tone in his voice sent chills down her spine. When Anais strenuously shook her head, Rahil let out a ‘tch’, flicking his tongue in annoyance. The activity within her became more intense.
“Uh, ahh, no…”
If she had consented, even the moan spilling out now would have been engulfed. Rahil gave himself over to the relentless heat, focusing solely on embracing and caressing Anais’s body. The clarity of her reception and her bashfulness toward his persistent touch was evident.
‘It’s something you ought to get used to.’
‘Because from today onwards, I’m going to hold you like this every day.’
