V3 Chapter 31
Like a drinking straw, Amadea's pussy slurped his dick to the bottom. Her walls hugged and soaked his cock as she took him all in. The wildfire in her body drenched her walls, which allowed for effortless entry. She could feel his penis head poking her back cylinder wall when he hard-pressed his pelvic bone into the softened tissues in her ass. The slight arc in her back assisted her love canal to take him all in and restrain her swelling excitement.
Cian’s breath was hoarse and loud against her ear, the joining, a joy that deepened with each driving stroke. He pushed in slowly, then deepened the thrust. Even though this was not their first time, still, each and every time, she was impossibly snug-the lush, wet clasp of her body was so good it was killing him not to just slam his way home and unload.
She gasped, stiffening a second, then slowly adjusting to his large size.
“Cian… did you become bigger than before?” she whispered breathlessly, blinking up at him as she pushed his damp hair back from his face with a shaky hand.
Cian stilled, not expecting her sudden question. Probably…?
He kissed her brow when she giggled, then trailed kisses down to her lips. When she opened her mouth for him, he kissed her with a ferocious hunger that made her fall limp against him. Amadea would never be able to get enough of being with Cian like this. She enjoyed how thoughtful he was, always making sure she was enjoying it before he finished making love to her, completely spoiling her. She was all spoiling him too. Caught up in the feel of his steel-hard cock thrusting into her, she held on tight and savored the ride.
He moved her hips, rocking her against him, gently at first, then harder and harder. He pulled out all the way to his tip and thrust hard back in. He set a fast and hard rhythm, always thrusting deeper. Their hearts were racing, and he kissed her mouth with zeal and love. Especially when he slammed back into her hard- a scream jerked from her lips as he buried himself so deep there wasn’t so much as a sliver of space between their bodies.
Amadea gasped as he hit the bottom of her. She could have never imagined feeling so full; it was as if he had somehow bypassed the confining walls of her cunt and had entered her stomach. Being this deep triggered her released and she cried out before she even realized it, her throbbing cunt clutching his invading tool tightly.
Cian heard her grunting and moaning loudly, joining the sound of his own, as each of his thrusts pushes against the soft smooth flesh so deep inside her. She was now holding on tight to him, feeling the overwhelming urge to come again. She stared at him, his chest muscles glistening with water, his eyes half-lidded, his breath as ragged as hers.
As he continued pumping her, he felt her hands roaming all over him, touching and exploring every inch of his body. She began to match his thrusts with her hips. Her touch was leaving a path of scorching heat that was overwhelming his senses. He closed his eyes and pumped her with shorter strokes that reached deep to her core. Moaning, arching, and writhing, she moved as much as possible within the boundaries of their embrace.
Then, his slow thrust seemed to have gained speed, momentum, and Cian started to drive into her hard. Fast and deep, his powerful thrusts impaled her with the force of a sledgehammer, the coarse hair on his pubic one grazed her distended, hypersensitive clit, and her entire body jerked with each savage thrust. His firm male flesh rubbed against her needy skin, his chest hair scraping her aching, tender nipples.
“Ci~an,” she moaned, pushing her fingers into his hair and pulling closer as she lifted up and smashed her mouth against his, kissing him like she wanted to consume him.
They weren’t following any manual on how this should go or taking notes from past lovers. They were making the moment entirely their own. And, God, Cian loved it. He’d already been addicted to this woman, and now… now, he was owned. Every single part of him just craved for her. No matter what he does to her, she would accept it. No matter how hard and rough he becomes, she would allow it.
She would accept everything that he throws at her with wide-open arms. They were so compatible, it’s as if they were made for each other. When she gave a breathless cry, tightening around him with a hot, slick pulse, her nails digging into his skin, he knew she was close again.
“Come, yes, Come for me, Amadea,”
He growled, his voice raw. His thighs and abs flexing as he drove himself into her even harder…faster. She gasped, wailed, and cried, nails digging deeper into his skin with a delicious bite of pain. He gripped her breast and hair, pulling them both hard, using them as leverage to increase the tempo and impact of each thrust.
The animal, who can only desire and fulfill that desire, that is him. As he rammed himself into her with bruising strength, his balls slapped hard against her spread buttocks. She was sweating and panting and her heart thundered loudly, wild and unrestrained as a tropical storm.
The sensations were too much for Amadea, far too overpowering to register them all. Mercilessly he continued to pound her, shifting slightly and hitting a particular spot deep inside. Then, suddenly, he let out a loud roar, and he thrust deep inside her and her body started to shake as her pussy walls clenched his shaft tighter and swallowed.
Her whole body stiffened and her pussy went tight. It felt as if she had been hit with a hard blast of sensual bliss. All the ecstasy to be had in the entire world was right... ...THERE.
“Ahh- - -!!!!!"
Her head shot back and she started coming on him…around him.
With a deep guttural snarl on his lips, Cian fisted his hand in the back of her hair and forced her head up, catching her mouth, loving the sexy, keening little sounds she was making, eating at them like bites of candy. He could feel his own release building at the base of his spine. And then, within another second he blasted his cum inside her while they both continued to ride wave after wave of pure ecstasy.
Cian shorted his thrusts but didn’t stop. Through heavy-lidded eyes, he ran his hungry gaze down her beautiful body, taking in her swaying breasts that matched the pounding rhythm of his hips, over her rounded belly, down that pink, tender flesh that glistened with her juices and his, in a wonderful, and delicious cocktail, of love and lust.
He continued moving for some time until he felt her body collapsed against him, panting, breathless. He tightened his hold on her, and barely breathing, he let out a growl and an “I love you.” however, she was too wrapped up in the coming and barely heard him, she was too close to the end, fainting.
Amadea sigh, panting and breathing raggedly as she looks at the sky with a smile of satisfaction on her lips. She felt as though the water currents had carried off and deposited her on an island paradise.
Cian smiled and eased her down, hugging her tightly so she could rest leaning against his body, while her feet on the ground.
“God, that was amazing,” she murmured, breathing heavily.
“Absolutely,” he chuckled.
He wrapped an arm over her hips making gentle circles on her lower back, making her immediately calm down faster. They held each other tight as their breathing slowly returned to normal.
"I can still feel you inside me, throbbing,"
"Mmm."
Amadea smiled happily, sweetly, and rested her head on his shoulder.
They didn’t do anything more after that, just a silent embrace-a warm picture of love, as they floated in the water, feeling the cold calming down the fire that seems to burn within their bodies. Amadea was using his shoulder as a pillow and she stared into the sky, just like him. Along with the fall and rise of the waves, the large river they were floating on bounced up and down. It made them feel extremely comfortable.
Neither started a talk as if fearing breaking such a wonderful moment. Neither Amadea nor Cian. He looked around leisurely, watching the sky. He was not concentrating and he was clearly in a daze. The beautiful Blood Alraune silently lied on his bosom without disturbing him. She simply immersed herself in her own happiness.
… …
“So this is the Ruins of the Gods?”
Amadea said as she raised her head and look at the dark night sky.
“Indeed, I can feel an incredibly dense magic power all around me. Comparing to the Black Lands is like heaven and earth…this is more like a paradise. I felt invigorated just by being in this world,”
“Is this your first time being here?” Cian asked curious.
“Of course, it is. In fact, I’ve never been anywhere far from my tree. And although I’ve heard about it before, coming here is a different matter.” she said, her voice soft and breathy as she leaned her back against his chest, and brought his hands that were creeping on her waists to her breasts.
“It’s a good place, despite the danger,”
Cian muttered, his fingers brushed over her nipples, her turgid peaks thrusting against the air. She was not wearing even a single article of clothing, and so does him. They just sat, leaning against a large rock beside the river, skin to skin, body to body in a passionate embrace, while bright red flames of the bonfire blazed in front of them, warming their cold bodies.
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“I know. I can understand why people have been fighting for it for a very long time. This is indeed a treasure that anyone would be desperate to obtain-one that would allow even an innocent soul to kill,”
“I’m not an exception,”
Amadea stared at him, and she understands he does. And for certain, he would do anything to make this place his…even if he needed to conquer or destroy the Black Lands. A greedy person. But she loves him either way. And of course, she would help him.
“I tried planting some of my seedlings and realized that even the soil here is extremely rich in the power of earth…it’s more than the area where my true body was standing. And that land was drenched in the blood, flesh, and magic power of Mother, the God Beast; Heavenly Demonic Fox. And yet the land in this place, it’s twice the power in that land. It’s incredible…I just hope my connection with my seedling wouldn’t be cut off the moment this place closed.” she said.
Cian immediately understands what she meant, and he smiled sweetly.
He massaged her naked breasts, and kiss the nape of her neck. Her eyes flutter and she moans with delight as she leans into the kiss. A few seconds go by, playing and fondling her perked breasts and tickling her nape, he releases his grip and gives her a well-deserved smack on the ass, to which she chuckles playfully.
“Well, that would be great… then, we can enter this world anytime we wanted,” he said in amusement, kissing her forehead, and feeling the fineness of her hair against his lips.
Planting a seedling into other places is like planting herself as well. And that connection would allow her to move from one tree to another without a problem. With her power to instantly teleport to places where her tree was located, there would be a chance that they could enter this place anytime they wanted as well. Just thinking about that, Cian can’t help but feel excited.
Amadea smiled happily, feeling somewhat fulfilled. She also understands the importance of this place, and the power to enter this place anytime and anywhere is like owning this place privately. Along with all its treasure. It’s like having a luxurious mansion with only them having the key. It’s something anyone in this world would surely be desperate to obtain.
“...are you happy?” she asked.
Cian smiled, “Of course, you are really my lucky star. I’m really fortunate to have you,”
He touched her. Her cheeks at first, then he traced her jaw and her lips, trailed his finger down her throat. Amadea smiled happily, as she breathed into his hand and pressed closer. She lifted her gaze to meet his. There was so much love in his eyes, she thought her heart would burst. She lay her hand on his cheek.
“Then, that’s enough for me…”
Cian stroke her hair affectionately, and then bent his head, and he kissed her. It started out soft, gentle. This was not passion. At least, not yet. This was approval and comfort and love. His lips were warm and gentle.
Amadea moaned, while her hands caress his chest. Heat flooded her body at the intimate touch, and she melted in his arms. Cian deepened the kiss. Sliding his tongue in, coaxing, tangling with hers like two hot flames flickering to life. Amadea accepted his tongue when it slid between her lips. And when his body pressed to hers, harder, hers pressed back as well. When his hips moved, and his hands urge hers to do likewise, they obeyed. She met his hunger with her own urgency. There was no plan, no thought, no will, no conscious action.
There was only a sensation. A swirling cyclone of feelings. Touch and taste and smell. His skin was hot against her chilled flesh, hard against her softness. And she liked it. She loved it. Her hands touched his hair, running over it and under it and threading through it.
She tasted his mouth…he devoured hers. She tasted like jasmine and the promise of sex. Her hands gripped his neck tighter as she ground, against his body. Cian wanted her. He needed her. Again. His body ignited, needy, and desperate. No longer able to restrain himself, he was powerless with the savage need to possess her again. To mess her body underneath him.
His mouth at war, sucking the offending lip before raking his teeth against it. He couldn’t get enough of her kisses, her moans, and her soft body against his hardness. He needed more. He wanted more of her. They were a sensual knot of mouths and tongues, hands, and skin. Twisting and tangling together in frantic, frenzied gasps, nips, and caresses. She was his drug, and he, her addict. She whimpered as she ran her hands over his shoulders and down his abs. And he could smell the same primal urges on her, building up. His mouth trailed a hot path from her mouth to her jaw, down to her neck, and lower, and…
And he paused.
Amadea looks at him, half-lidded eyes, drunk with lust. Looking at the sparkle of his beautiful, red eyes, she knew right away he wanted to put his lips on her breast, and she was waiting…aching, longing for him too. He grinned, looking at her pleading expression. Then, suddenly he let out a chuckle, a low, sexy laugh that seemed as soft and seductive as a caress. He kneaded her breasts with his palms before using his mouth on one of her erect pink nipples. His hand skated down her soft belly to the wet, hot juncture between her thighs, feeling her arousal, coating his hand in it as he found her sweet spot.
She shivered and gripped his shoulders tighter as if she too was afraid of this energy between them. Her moans created a map of her pleasure, guiding him. It made him want to give her more, to give her everything, to become an expert in her desire.
A demure smile lit the corners of Amadea’s eyes; “When you look at me like that, I think you want to eat me up, devour me whole until nothing is left of me behind,”
“Of course, I do…” he replied with amusement. His hand palmed the soft globes, kneading them gently. Then, he rolled the nipple between his thumb and finger, making them tightened, pebbling in attention.
Amadea tossed her head back and forth with delight. She fisted her hands in his thick hair, holding him to her and arching her back in a sensuous way that lifted her breasts in offering. He growled, the rumble causing her sex to contract and moisten.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said, his expression full of wonder, almost as if he couldn’t believe she was real.
His gaze traveled down to her lush breasts, then moved to her rounded stomach, and then to the silken juncture of her thighs.
She was astonishingly perfect in every way.
“You are perfection,” he once again said. "And perfection, itself."
Her breath caught as he trailed light butterfly kisses all across the taut flesh of her stomach, his fingers splayed wide as he gently caressed the rounded curve. When he moved his attention back to her breasts, she couldn’t contain a low moan of satisfaction.
“Oh, Cian.” her red lips slightly opened, and being unable to bear, she raised her chest, as if she wanted him to caress her more.
“That’s it, Amadea. Moan for me,” he breathed against her nipple, and then he took her tender flesh into his mouth again. His lips sucked and his tongue lashed her. He eagerly lavished her breasts with attention, swirling his tongue around one taut nipple, as his thumb brushed repeatedly across the other, his fingers softly kneading the plump flesh that surrounded it.
Truly, her nipples fascinated him. With just a look he could make them pebble. With some suckling, he could turn them a darker color of red. With a flick of his tongue, he could make the tips harden into tight buds. An intriguing piece of treasure that only he had ever seen, touched, and tasted.
Cian put his warm mouth on each nipple, gently licking, stroking, and soothing. He took his time, unhurriedly laving and sucking with his warm velvet tongue. Squeezing and caressing her breasts with his hands, his skilled fingers gently rolled and softly tugged her sensitive nipples. Amadea’s entire body hummed with sexual desire, and her pussy ached and clenched around the emptiness of nothing. She felt desperately horny and simply had to have released.
Once again, she moaned. Cian continued his onslaught on her beautiful breasts, sucking and licking and nibbling with his mouth. His fingers caressed her other breast, running under the curves of it, teasing and lightly playing. Her moans were like music, and each time she gasped his name, he wanted to roar with a victory. She’s his lover. His girl. This beautiful and enchanting woman would do anything just to please him.
Cian kissed her and savored her scrumptious tongue and mouth, exploring the sensitive areas and coating them with his own essence. She murmured through her lips, but he didn’t hear her. He alternately kissed her on the mouth and sucked her breasts, biting and licking her nipples.
Through a sexual haze, Amadea gazed down and watched his eyes flutter closed. She watched in a trance as Cian sucked on her nipple like he still yearned for his mother’s milk. Though, unlike the innocent babies, he was a complete pervert as his mouth moved in a sensual rhythm that had her gasping as pleasure zipped through her.
“Ahh, harder…bite it. Bite it down.” she loved the way he bites her hardened, nipples, and the extreme explosive sensation that ransacked her body when he does. The way a half-crazed woman like her exposed her white throat and moaned was incredibly erotic. Then, she noticed her other nipple was redder than normal and tight where he’d been sucking. It ached so sweetly that she had to drop her hand from his shoulder and touch herself there.
Sensations burst through her like a rocket and she moaned. She jerked her hips upwards as her orgasm surfaced, “I’m cumming!” she shrieked wantonly, her body moving sideward and upward.
With Cian using his mouth and hands simultaneously, her moaning sound became louder and louder. And her hands firmly pushed down his head in her chest, and her charming body began to quiver uncontrollably. Finally, she uttered a long-drawn-out moan, and a warm current spurt out from her flower, clearly reaching orgasm.
Only after a good while, did Amadea began to slowly descend from the place high in the clouds and her charming body also slowly become soft. Then she gently sighed with an intoxicated and satisfied expression on her face.
“Did you enjoy it?” she heard him ask. She raised her head and smiled, nodding. However, she frowned. Though she had found her release, her lover didn’t. She looks at his face, and caressed his cheeks with her fingers; “But you didn’t,”
“Well, we are not finished yet, after all, mine can wait,” he grinned.
She stared up into his handsome face and the smile he gave her filled her heart to overflowing.
“Well, let me do it for you, then?” her beautiful pupils emitted a bewitching radiance.
Cian stared at her in a somewhat surprised look when suddenly Amadea exhaled a mouthful of sweet fragrance and she slowly squatted down in front of him. He stared down at her tawny head, his cock somehow shot even harder, looking at her actions, and knowing her meaning.
Veins pulsing beneath the tight stretch of his skin, and he could feel a muscle start to tic at the edge of his jaw. Though it’s actually one of the things he wanted, hoping for, he thought she wouldn’t take the initiative to do it unless he asked her. Thus, he was somewhat surprised by her frank lust, that she would readily do it for him.
His lips curved upwards, and his eyes closed as he felt her mouth, those thick luscious lips, moving over his stomach. Her tongue flickered on his hard, muscular abdomen, and then lapped at his pubic hairs. His knees almost quivered and he grabbed at her hair with one hand. Then, suddenly her mouth found his hard, and excited member and he could feel her swallow it.
That silly smirk that takes over one’s mouth during sexual pleasure sneaked across Cian’s face. He moaned audibly and Amadea sucked harder, the soft inside of her mouth squeezing his cock eagerly. Then, she pulled her mouth free, making a loud, wet popping sound. He gasped.
“How was that?” she asked, seemly mischievous, as her hands still holding onto his erect little brother.
“Fantastic,” Cian growled as he saw the little, beautiful mouth of Amadea was merely a few inches away from his little brother, moreover, he could also feel the hot air she was breathing out. Her slender, and beautiful fingers looked minuscule when they were wrapped around his thick, rock-hard cock. A beautiful face beside his monstrous cock-this scene was truly too wicked and so simulating that he nearly laid down his arms and surrendered.
“Hehe,” Amadea giggled proudly, as once again she took his cock into her mouth, running her tongue around and along the length of his organ, all while looking up at his face and watching his reactions. She really had to stretch her lips around it. She ran her lips down his pole, trying to get as much of him into her mouth as she could.
She could even feel the veins pumping in her mouth as it went in and out, fucking her cute mouth. It barely went in halfway at first, so her hand stroked what remained. She could feel his warm rod touch her throat, and she slid her lips back up to the top.