The Bitch in Heat Yields
Seong Ye-han looked down at Shin Ye-hwa—her face flushed like a bitch in heat, wearing what could only be called a victor's smirk—and locked his arms firmly behind his head. He closed his eyes again and said,
"If you wanna do it so bad, go ahead and help yourself. I'm fucking exhausted right now."
I'm not moving a muscle.
His ironclad resolve left Shin Ye-hwa speechless. He wasn't impotent, that much was clear. Was he really that tired? The thought flickered through her mind, but she quickly shoved it aside. Seong Ye-han was an awakener with superhuman stats far beyond E or D-rank. What could possibly tire out someone in the realm of the superhuman? No, he was just messing with her.
Concluding that his defenses hadn't cracked yet, Shin Ye-hwa launched her next assault. First order of business: stripping off his ratty T-shirt. But...
"You really gonna do this?"
To get the shirt off, she'd need his cooperation, naturally. He didn't budge an inch. He just stared at her blankly, like What do you want me to do about it?
Cheater...
Shin Ye-hwa glared at him, then gripped the shirt with both hands and yanked with all her strength.
Riiip—
The fabric tore apart in an instant under an awakener's power—a bold, unhesitating shred.
"What the— what the hell are you doing, you crazy bitch?!"
"What? If it pisses you off that much, then move yourself."
Then I'd win right here.
Her retort, delivered with that triumphant look, shut Seong Ye-han up for once. He had no idea when sex had turned into this win-or-lose battle, but neither of them cared anymore. Once it started, losing wasn't an option. Victory (or whatever this was) was everything.
Back to stonewall mode in response to her taunt. Just as expected, thought Shin Ye-hwa as she buried her face in his now-bare chest without hesitation.
Slurp—Smack—
"Ngh..."
Lick—
She suckled greedily at his nipples, already stiffened from her earlier teasing, then flicked her red tongue over one while her free hand twisted and pinched the other, circling and tormenting it. She could feel his body twitch against hers in perfect sync with her movements. And between her thighs, wrapped snug around his core, that soft, pliant cock was hardening with unmistakable force.
In her mind, this was the surest sign of a man's true intentions. His mouth said no, but his body was brutally honest.
Rubbing her thighs teasingly against him, the plush yet firm give of her flesh made Seong Ye-han's cock defy its master and stand fully erect.
"Heh~ Knew it'd get this hard eventually..."
"Just a physiological reaction."
"Still being stubborn, huh?"
Even through his thin pants, the searing male heat was impossible to ignore, but he dug in his heels. Shin Ye-hwa laughed at his defiance. This was her game to win. She'd force a cry of defeat and surrender from those lips if it killed her. With that vow, she slid her teasing hands downward and gripped his throbbing cock, asserting its massive presence.
The size filled her palm perfectly. The scorching heat and steel-hard rigidity pulsed through her skin. But it was a sensitive, vital spot, so she had to handle it gently... right? Despite the shock and awkwardness of grasping a man's cock for the first time, Shin Ye-hwa moved with surprising finesse. Foreplay was done; time for the main event.
Stroke—Stroke—
"Urgh..."
She curled her fingers loosely, gliding them down the shaft with perfect pressure. A guttural breath escaped Seong Ye-han at her expert handjob. He couldn't hide his fluster at the rhythm and strength—exactly right. Electric pleasure shot from his cock, racing up his spine. How the hell is she so good at this?
He'd caught her startled flinch when she first grabbed it. Their bodies were pressed so tight, it wasn't just her sensing his reactions. Yet this pleasure... Maybe all that media hype about sexual compatibility was spot on.
Come to think of it, her pussy had been perfect from the start—a fantasy fit that gripped him just right, bottoming out precisely at the root. His personal exclusive hole. Recalling that sensation made his already rigid cock strain even harder. A bead of clear precum welled at the tip.
She noticed. "Can't hold back now, can you? Give up already—let's make this easy."
Grinning wickedly, she added, "Want me on all fours like last time? C'mon, trash. You love grabbing my waist and pounding away."
Something about her words irked him—like she'd assume the position the second he answered. As far as he knew, she was the one who loved getting railed from behind. Sure, he didn't hate admiring her perfect ass while slamming into it, but relatively speaking... She was the real slut here, acting like he was some lust-crazed beast. It pissed him off.
He couldn't just take this lying down. Unlocking his arms, he dropped one to pull her body tight against his.
"Kyaa!"
His iron grip around her waist drew a delighted squeal—she thought he'd surrendered. But Seong Ye-han hadn't abandoned his goal of making her serve willingly. His hand shot between her legs in a flash.
Squelch—
"Hyah!?"
Expecting sex tonight, she'd worn only panties. No barrier against his invasion.
Squelch—
"Looks like the one who can't hold back isn't me."
He thrust deep once, then pulled out—fingers glistening with her slick nectar. He waved them in her face. Blushing furiously, she shot him a glare. Ignoring it, he plunged back in. She twisted her hips and clamped her thighs in resistance.
But she was already hooked. He used his other arm to pin her, forcing his hand deeper. Her soaked folds offered no defense.
Squelch—Squelch—
"Ahh! Hnng!"
He crooked his invading fingers, stirring her pussy with slick scrapes. Lewd moans burst from her lips. Her overflowing juices gushed like a breached dam with every motion.
"W-Wait... st-stop..."
Overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, she unwittingly released his cock and panted desperately.
"Haah... Ahh! Aang!"
The obscene wet sounds continued. Her resistance melted; her thighs parted wider, welcoming him. He cupped her mound fully, adding his thumb to torment her clit.
"Heeek?! Haaang! Ahh! That— aang!"
Vaginal walls and clit assaulted from both sides—her body quaked violently. Her floodgates were now a deluge.
Squelch—Squelch—Squelch—
"Please! Aang! Just a liiiittle more! Stop— nooo!"
Was it too much? Tears streaming, she begged. Seong Ye-han figured she could take more later, once her experience grew. He eased off the dual assault and focused on fingering her depths.
"Haa... Haah. Haa..."
Just stirring was familiar now; her breaths steadied.
"Aang. Good... Ah! Ahh! A bit more!"
She clung tighter, signals of climax building. He savored the sticky, velvety walls molding to his fingers—until her tremors peaked. Then he yanked them out.
Schlop!
"Haak!? Why... whyyy..."
Yanked from the brink, she glared through pleasure-tears, voice laced with resentment.
"Told you. If you want it, move yourself."
"Trash..."
Shin Ye-hwa eyed his smug face, then his rock-hard cock she'd abandoned. He meant cowgirl—her riding him like a horse. She hated it personally. He should move for her. Serving him hurt her pride.
But her overheated body... her primal instincts as a female ignored pride, screaming to impale herself deep and grind.
His fingers had been good, but her body craved the thick, scorching rod that filled her completely—especially after being edged so cruelly. The thirst was unbearable.
"Fine. You win this round..."
Surrender declared at last. Her core itched unbearably. She needed relief now. Following her lust, she straddled his lower abs in one swift motion.
Awkward at first—this position was new—but Shin Ye-hwa's talent for movement was godlike. She settled perfectly, lifted her hips, and gripped his cock.
"Haak... Haak..."
That familiar scorching heat in her palm. His cock—the tool that carved pleasure into her again and again, the hope that restored her power.
"Mine..."
Schlurp—
"Hraaaang!"
Finally, her hips slammed down onto his.
"Urgh—"
Hot walls devoured him, writhing wrinkles threatening to melt his shaft. No gaps, clinging greedily. Seong Ye-han groaned in awe as she savored the perfect lock-and-key fit deep inside, catching her breath.
Gulp. Saliva slid down her throat. The full, satisfying presence in her belly drew an unwitting smile. Gone were her hang-ups about cowgirl servitude or tricking him into topping. Only a starved bitch feasting on premium treat remained.
Slam—Slam—
Good... so good.
"Haak... Haat!"
Thud! Thud!Good...Paang! Pang!Sooo gooood...Pang! Pang! Pang!Too gooood!
Electric jolts surged from her core, racing through her body, whitening her mind as pleasure swirled up her back. Shin Ye-hwa realized she could never refuse this burning lust again.
And she didn't hate it one bit.