Chapter 249 Kill and Take -16
Chapter 249 Kill and Take -16
"Ah, aahh..."
His hands alone had been dizzying. His kisses had melted her until her mind was blank.
What would it feel like if he sucked her breasts with his mouth?
Barjet tried to twist away in fear, but Jiha pressed down hard on the leg she had clamped around her thighs, locking her in place. The hideous serpent straining angrily against his trousers, threatening to burst free at any moment—its pressure against her thigh left her utterly at a loss.
"Ah, aah..."
Afraid of what would happen next but equally afraid that resisting might provoke something worse, she could only submit, clinging to an ambiguous hope that this much would be enough. All while desperately suppressing the secret anticipation of the pleasure to come.
Jiha's lips took the firm peak into his mouth, gentle at first.
"Nn..."
The tension drained from Barjet's face. Her sensitive nerves seemed to converge on her chest, and although a moan escaped her, it was nothing compared to what she had dreaded. Just a slightly ticklish, tingling sensation circling through her body.
If this was all it was, she could let him do it for a long time...
Sluurp.
"Ah—aah?!"
When Jiha dragged his lips across the peak and sucked, Barjet's mouth fell open. A cry—equal parts shock and pleasure—escaped her helplessly parted red lips. She had mistaken the light grazing of his lips for actual sucking. The true suction was only beginning.
"Ah, no. Nnnnh. Nnnnht..."
Heat erupted through her body as the tingling sensation spread everywhere. Gasping under the heady pleasure, Barjet tried to push Jiha away, but the man's body wouldn't budge. He buried his head against the snowy slope and sucked vigorously, obscene smacking sounds filling the air. Each time, a scream tore from deep in Barjet's throat. A sweet scream.
"Ahng. Haaah. Haaah... St-stop it. Ah, no. No. Don't..."
The shocking pleasure surging through her heated body—she had never imagined, even in dreams, that letting a man have her breasts, let alone having him suck them, could be this indecent. Her plump, supple flesh quivered with cries and arousal every time Jiha sucked. Enjoying the sensation of the soft mounds trembling against his cheeks, Jiha toyed with her nipples all the more lewdly.
He would catch one between his lips, roll it, and seem to melt it, then deliberately coat his tongue with saliva, smear it thickly around her areola, and lick it clean, leaving the nipple sticky.
"Ah, haaah...!"
When he took the saliva-slicked nipple back between his lips, rolled it, and sucked hard, the woman arched her back with a crumpling moan. As a result, Jiha's head sank even deeper into her voluminous breasts, the pleasant sensation bordering on breathlessness.
Crunch.
"Haaaahk?!"
When Jiha set his teeth and bit the nipple lightly, Barjet's hands clutched the bedsheets. Just being sucked had stolen her breath—when his teeth closed in, a shock like a flash of lightning struck, and the strength drained from her body.
"Haa, haa, haaah..."
Unable to process what had just happened, Barjet panted and looked down. She stared at the male who had buried his face in her lush breasts and was indulging himself greedily, trying to understand what he had done.
Slurp. Suck.
As if he had done nothing at all, Jiha played innocent, gently rolling the nipple inside his mouth, then coating it with saliva and sucking again. Thus savoring those exquisite breasts, Jiha lifted his gaze. The moment their eyes met, Barjet shuddered involuntarily. She knew something was coming next.
Kruk.
"Ah-ht. Ah-haaang!"
A loud moan rang through the room. Barjet trembled, producing a sound so shameful she couldn't believe it came from herself. It hurt far more than before, but an even greater pleasure lashed her entire body in an instant. If sucking her nipple was a pleasure that radiated from her chest through her whole body, biting was a lightning bolt of ecstasy that struck everywhere at once.
"Hnnn. Hnnnnh..."
Shuddering, Barjet's face showed involuntary relief when Jiha pulled his lips away. It had felt so good she thought she'd lose her mind, but she assumed it was finally over... Jiha's head moved to the side.
"Wh-why are you...?"
"I said I'd suck both."
Barjet belatedly realized there was no way this would end with just one side.
"Ah, no..."
Instinctively knowing her now far more sensitive and heated body couldn't endure it, Barjet tried to flee, but Jiha pinned down the breast he had just been sucking with his hand, blocking her escape. As his palm filled with her voluptuous flesh, a sense of satisfaction rose within him—and when the woman's struggles ceased, a sense of conquest followed. This desirable woman was confirmation that no matter what he did, she could not resist him. Barjet could only watch with trembling eyes as Jiha opened his mouth and deliberately, lowered his head. Knowing full well that the male would toy with her breasts as he pleased, that she would be made to cry out even more sweetly...
"Ah-ht... Haa-aahng."
This time when the man greedily sucked even the soft flesh of her breast, Barjet's face contorted even as she panted. A woman who had never known a man released moans as she learned what a man was, thrashing to escape, but the man sealed her in place with his hands, his mouth, his tongue. His hands kneaded her breasts with greedy enjoyment; his lips tightened on a nipple and released it; his tongue secretly licked the soft flesh and then wetly tormented the rigidly resisting nipple. When the hardened peak grew even more defiant, he caught it with hard teeth, biting gently and teasing it.
"Ah, ahaaht. Haa-aang. Haa, haa, haa..."
Under Jiha's relentless caresses, Barjet's breathing grew ragged with heat.
As she trembled and gasped, Jiha caught the other nipple between his fingers, twisting it while continuing to suck and bite. Peek. Sluuurp. Suck. Crunch.
"Ah, no. No. Nnnngh. Ah, no, I can't... It feels strange..."
When Barjet began to sob with pleasure as if weeping, Jiha pulled his lips away, grabbed both breasts in his hands, and pressed them together. He took both rigidly protruding nipples at the tips of the forced-together mounds into his mouth at once.
"Ahn-hhhk-guhk!"
One side alone had been enough to overwhelm her. Now, with both nipples violated simultaneously, Barjet's mouth fell open and her back arched high off the bed. As her lifted hips began to descend, Jiha sucked the nipples even harder and bit down painfully.
"Uhhk. Hh-kk. Hhhh-nght..."
Every time he did, Barjet let out a low sound and bucked her hips upward. As the moments of arched, trembling suspension grew longer, she stopped breathing altogether and her body convulsed in fine shudders. She had endured layered, shallow climaxes until a long, sustained peak finally claimed her.
Poof!
When Jiha released her breasts from his mouth and hands, Barjet's voluptuous, trembling body collapsed onto the bed.
"Hak, haa. Haa, haa..."
All strength gone from her frame, Barjet's face was utterly melted. Tears from the unbearable pleasure glistened in her eyes. A trace of her own saliva trickled from the corner of her sensuous lips, soaking in. When Jiha leaned down, licked that trail of saliva with his tongue, and then pressed his lips to hers, she no longer made any sign of resistance. She only stared up at the man on top of her with a dazed, dreamy gaze.
Her body drained of strength, her mind dissolved by her first experience of such prolonged ecstasy—whatever the man did now, she had no choice but to yield. Even when he greedily sucked her lips, Barjet showed no resistance. But when Jiha grabbed her thighs, her brows twitched. When he tried to spread them apart, she immediately panicked and tried to close them.
"Ah, no. Not this..."
"What?"
"...Absolutely not."
Barjet insisted stubbornly, her voice exhausted.
Even though she was unable to move after reaching climax for the first time, she was desperately determined to protect her virginity. Despite the fear in her eyes under Jiha's gaze, she did not yield on this point.
"Ev-everything else is fine, so..."
"Oh, you've gotten generous. Earlier you said nothing but your chest."
"That..."
She knew Jiha was going to do whatever he wanted anyway. Barjet intended to concede everything except her last bastion.
Jiha asked slyly, "Felt good when I sucked it, right?"
"N-no, not good at all."
It was a red-faced lie anyone could see through. Barjet herself thought she sounded foolish, but she was desperate.
"Yeah? Then grab this."
"Wh-what...?"
Barjet followed Jiha's direction, lifting her legs and grabbing her own thighs—and then froze in shock. Didn't this expose her most secret place to the man in full view? She tried to drop her legs immediately, but the man's large hands pressed down over her own hands, pinning them in place. No matter how Barjet tried to shift position, Jiha nonchalantly made her grab the other leg herself too, then pinned that hand as well.
"Wh-what...?"
She had ended up lifting her own legs and spreading her secret place wide open. On top of that, having already stripped off his clothes while sucking her breasts, Jiha was now displaying the hideously rigid, swollen length of his arousal.
"Ah, no..."
The mere sight of that solid, hard-looking mass approaching her most secret place made Barjet's face freeze in terror. The absurdity of the situation—her own legs spread, her body in this humiliating posture—baffled her, but with the man holding her pinned, there was no escape.
"P-please. No. I said no. The other witches will be furious if this happens."
"They can't sleep with a man, but you can? You'll be the envy of everyone."
"Th-that's not what I meant!"
"Mana?"
His voice was calm, even with his rigid cock throbbing to push inside, even with her flower petals already drenched in honey.
"There's going to be plenty of bastards coming for your Mana. How are you going to protect it?"
"That's, well, I'll..."
"Work hard and try your best? Can you really say that after what happened tonight?"
Jiha tsked and slowly rubbed his length against her petals. The lewdly soaked petals parted slightly with anticipation, begging him to hurry and put it in.
"Ah, no. No..."
Even knowing her own body's reaction, Barjet pleaded desperately.
"Th-this was passed down to me by my teacher. I have to pass it on to the next person..."
"Better that you take it than let some random bastard steal it."
Jiha rocked his hips teasingly, rubbing his cock at her entrance as if about to thrust inside at any moment. The way the woman's hips and body flinched every time was exhilarating.
"If I hadn't been here today, you would've been finished."
"..."
The meaning was clear: Heinrich would have taken her Mana, then taken her body. It was something Barjet couldn't help but admit, even inwardly. Still, she forced herself to speak.
"St-still, that, that thing won't fit..."
At the rejection born from a mix of her duty as a witch and her fear as a virgin, Jiha smiled.
"I think it will."
"N-no it won't! That thing won't fit!"
At her frantic refusal, Jiha reached his conclusion.
"Let's find out who's right."
And he pushed his hips forward.
The length that had been teasing her entrance slid in with a slow push, driving into the cleft.
Actions over words.