Chapter 81: Dominating the Market - 8
Chapter 81: Dominating the Market - 8
The voluptuous dark elf straddled the man sitting in the bath and rotated her hips.
Plap. Plap.
"Hah, haaah."
"Nn. Nnngh."
As Enril awkwardly rocked her waist up and down, Jiha groaned.
Enril had always been a Masterwork, but right now she was clenching down on him with terrifying intensity.
A pleasure so acute he almost feared it might snap.
From tip to base, a frantic rhythm of gripping and releasing, dizzying in its relentlessness.
"Ha, nn. Nngh. Haaah..."
And Enril was utterly consumed by her own excitement.
She had positioned herself atop the human male, legs spread, her hips churning and spraying droplets of water with every motion.
Each movement sent her light-brown, full breasts swaying in a disorienting dance, sharpening the man's desire.
Squelch.
"Ng, nngh."
Jiha instinctively reached out and seized a breast in each hand; Enril pressed her own hands against his chest, her breathing ragged.
Her hips never stopped their vertical motion, intent on devouring his shaft.
Squelch. Squeeze. Slllrp. Slurp.
"Nngh, hnngh."
"Ah, ah. Aaang."
Enril tossed her head back, still working her hips.
The moment she had taken him inside and started moving, everything leading up to this vanished from her mind. She indulged in his cock like a ravenous beast.
Jiha, groaning under the fierce pressure of her grip, still managed to speak.
"Were you... upset that we didn't do it before you left?"
"...Nn, nngh. Ang."
Enril's response was a frantic nod, her hips never pausing their motion.
That day Jiha had sent only her away, claiming he had business to attend to.
Back then, just like now, Enril had straddled him, legs spread wide, but in the end, he hadn't entered her.
The memory had lodged itself in a corner of her mind, and when it resurfaced without warning, her body ignited with an unbearable heat.
Driven by the regret and thirst of having let a male go unsatisfied, of having failed to do it that day, Enril kept moving her hips.
"Ah, aang. Nngh."
Plap! Plap!
The rougher Enril's movements became, the more droplets of water flew in every direction.
The surging waves, the glimpse of their hidden flesh, all mixed with a slick, sticky arousal that made his head spin.
As Jiha tried to suppress a groan, Enril bent her head down and kissed him.
A silent command not to hold back his voice.
"Huff, hooo."
"Ng, nngh. Hng. I-it feels good..."
Unable to hold back, Enril revealed her inner feelings, a rare moment of vulnerability for her.
She wasn't the type to expose her heart this way unless Jiha pushed her to it.
The truth wasn't just in her words; her pussy clenched down on him with renewed, ferocious intensity. Enril was genuinely aroused.
As if opening her heart had opened her body.
Smack. Sllurp.
Kissing her back, Jiha moved his tongue and spoke against her lips.
"Does it make you happy that you turn me on more than other women?"
"...Haaang. Nnngh. Hnngh."
Enril, still in the throes of her wild movements, biting and massaging Jiha's cock with her tempestuous pussy, didn't answer with words. But her shyly trembling eyes, stealing a glance at Jiha before giving a tiny, nearly imperceptible nod, spoke volumes.
She had suppressed her feelings and held her tongue for so long. But the moment she offered her lips and guided his cock inside her with her own hand, it was as if she was liberated from all her inner torment.
In this moment, merging her body with Jiha's was her whole world.
"Hah, haaah. Aang."
She let out a mix of pained, breathless gasps as Jiha twisted and harshly pulled at her hardened nipples.
Each time, she bucked her hips harder, moving as if she meant to milk him dry.
Perhaps finding the position awkward, Enril planted both feet on the bottom of the tub as if sitting down, and began to rotate her hips in earnest.
It was the instinct of a female who had discovered how to make things feel even better.
Splash. Splash! Splash!
The rougher the waves became, the more their breathing intensified.
Jiha watched the dark elf on top of him, unable to hide her excitement, her hips moving in such a lewd rhythm, and whispered.
"You really are the best."
"Nn, nngh. Haaah."
Enril's gaze softened, and she kissed Jiha again.
Embarrassed by the man's praise.
And full of pride, too.
Jiha's words from just a moment ago had been a clear comparison to another woman.
Who could that other woman be? Perhaps Leticia, or maybe someone else.
But a female's instinct drew only one conclusion.
She just had to drain this male, drain him completely, until he had no strength left to thrust into any other woman.
That instinctive realization drove Enril to slam her hips down, swallowing his cock with shameless greed.
"Ah, ah. Aah. Haaang."
She could never surrender this to another woman.
When Jiha reached a hand toward her cheek, Enril was quick to take his fingers into her mouth and suck.
In her heightened state of arousal, she was ready to devour every part of him, from his fingers down to his toes.
Slurp. Slurp. Squelch.
Both her upper and lower lips were sucking, licking, biting, and gripping the man.
Plap! Plap!!
"Nn, nngh. Nngh."
Jiha's groans grew more intense.
With Enril coming at him with such passion, he couldn't hold back any longer.
"Ah, aah. Aaang!"
But at that very moment, Enril's body shuddered violently, her cunt clamping down on him with brutal force.
She had reached her peak first.
The cowgirl position consumed a lot of stamina, and Enril's emotions had been running high from the start.
Squelch. Squeeeeze.
Her already climaxing cunt contracted and released in rapid succession, its grip on his cock bordering on painful.
"Hck, he-eck."
Jiha's own breathing grew ragged.
Just a little more and it felt like he would burst at any second.
But Enril, trembling, had no energy left to move.
Seeing this, Jiha grabbed Enril's buttocks tightly with both hands and thrust upward from below.
Plap! Plap!
"Ah, ah, aaah. Aang."
Already pushed over the edge, Enril gasped for air, not knowing what to do with herself.
She knew the man still needed more, but her weary, exhausted body couldn't move a single finger.
It was too much effort.
"Just a little more..."
At Jiha's whisper, Enril wrapped both arms around his neck and nodded.
A signal that he could continue as much as he wanted, until he was satisfied.
"Huff, hooo."
Jiha's head tingled as he grasped the already spent female's plump buttocks and thrust up into her.
Even right after her climax, the inner walls clamped down on him even tighter. With that gripping and releasing massaging him, Jiha could no longer endure it.
"...Want me to come somewhere else?"
"..."
Jiha whispered softly.
It was a novel question, considering he had always finished inside her.
Enril, still trembling, shook her head.
But Jiha deliberately asked her again.
"So you don't like the idea of me coming somewhere else?"
"...Nngh."
Jiha's question.
It wasn't meaningless. It was an allusion to the existence of other women.
Do you dislike the thought of me coming inside another woman's cunt?
There was no long explanation needed. The male and female understood each other's intent reflexively.
"Haa... I hate it."
Enril confessed in a voice that was barely a whisper.
Even after surrendering to and being conquered by Jiha, she was a woman who consistently suppressed her inner self, but now, she revealed a sliver of her true feelings.
Jealousy.
Squeeeeze.
The moment the word left her lips, Enril's inner walls clamped down without mercy.
"Hck! He-eck. He-e-eck!"
Balls-deep inside her, Jiha's body trembled.
A pleasure so intense it made his hair stand on end.
Splurt! Sputter!!
Locked together tightly underwater, the male emptied himself deep inside the female.
"Ha, haaang. Aang."
Gasping for air, Enril let out a sweet moan.
Twitch. Twitch.
Every time his cock pulsed and expelled semen, her body shuddered in response.
Splurt.
Holding her voluptuous body in a tight embrace, Jiha trembled with satisfaction as he came again.
It kept coming out, again and again.
"Hooook, hooooo."
He came so much that it was flowing out into the water.
He was aware of it, but had no desire to pull out.
"Ah, haaah. Aaaah."
Enril gasped and panted, her breaths thin and reedy.
She had completely run out of stamina.
It seemed she had reached her limit.
"Huff. Hoooo."
"Nn, nngh. Haaang."
As he pulled his cock out, Enril's body quivered, her nails scraping against Jiha's back.
Her hands had no strength left in them. She was definitely spent.
But Jiha still had more to give.
Standing up in the tub, he pressed down on the seated Enril's head.
Enril's face was a picture of exhaustion and dazed pleasure.
"Open your mouth."
"...Ah."
Despite her fatigue, Enril obediently parted her lips.
She had learned what the man wanted by now.
His cock, which had just finished and was still rigid and pulsing, slid into the dark elf's mouth.
"Nngh, nngh."
"..."
Pressing down on her head, Jiha began to move his hips.
The urge to come more, his base instinct, was now in complete control.
If he was being honest with himself, he wanted to push back into her inner walls and indulge himself however he pleased.
But he was giving her a break, seeing how utterly exhausted she was.
"Nn, nngh. Nn."
Enril understood this and stayed still, docile.
Slurrp. Sllrp.
She sucked with her lips and licked with her tongue, but she was clearly drained.
So Jiha grabbed Enril's head with both hands and began to move, rough and uncontrolled.
Squelch. Slurp.
He thrust all the way to the base without hesitation, then pulled back out.
It was rough play, using her upper lips like her lower ones, and all Enril could do was tremble helplessly.
Because she knew the man was still unsated, knew she hadn't yet satisfied him.
"Ha, aang."
"Nn, nngh. Nnngh."
Perhaps because he had just climaxed, Jiha felt the end approaching quickly.
Sllrk. Sllrk. Slllrrrk!!
"Nn, nngh, nnngh!"
"...Ah. Aah."
Trembling, Jiha once again released his semen into Enril's mouth.
Spurt! Splatter!!
His cum erupted forcefully inside her mouth.
Startled, Enril tried to turn her head away, but Jiha had anticipated this and was holding her head firmly in place.
The message was clear: I'm in the middle of coming, where do you think you're running off to?
"...Ha, aaah."
Unable to breathe properly, Enril had to take Jiha's full release just like that.
Buried deep past the soft lips of the world-class dark elf beauty, filling her warm mouth, Jiha continued to come, and come, savoring the bliss of his ejaculation for a long while.
"Hoooo, hooo."
As the climax finally subsided, Jiha pulled his hips back and withdrew.
"Cough, hack."
Gasping painfully for air, Enril spat out every last drop of semen.
He had come so much, and she had struggled to breathe.
"..."
Truthfully, Jiha wanted to keep going.
Even after releasing so much, he still wanted to push her further, to pin her down and ravage her until she couldn't move.
'I guess not doing it that day left a mark on me...'
The day he had sent Enril away while she was still on top of him and gone off to work, holding himself back.
He hadn't intended to dwell on it, but it seemed a seed of sexual frustration had been planted in him.
Over not getting to do it with Enril.
"Haa, haaah..."
But Enril, panting and exhausted, was clearly in no condition to continue.
Calmly, Jiha spoke.
"Let's wash off quickly and get out."
This exquisite dark elf beauty was his female now.
And today wasn't the only day.