V3 Chapter 78
"Mhm!"
Amadea moaned seductively.
Cian heard it, and it excited him even more.
The disorienting fury of desire blossomed, fueled by too much of her taste and scent.
Both their eyes shut as her tongue parted his lips and freely explored his mouth while his own, obviously fought back with silky barrage. Her head tilted slightly and with a silent moan, she closed her eyes, seemly savoring the taste of his lips.
Their tongues touched, flirted, teased, then slowed into a sensual, intimate caress. Strength filled the slender arms around his neck and she smiled, so he held her back and devoured her sweet lips so greedily she forgot to breathe. When they kissed, it was like their hearts were connected and it filled his chest with a warm feeling separate from desire.
As they savored each other’s lips, and as the initial glow of warm and fuzzy feelings faded, Cian’s lust spiked up to a dangerous level. And as his mind recognized that fact, certain other body parts registered their approval of the sensation.
Amadea smirked to herself as she felt his arms tighten almost imperceptibly around her. His breathing increased slowly, and she couldn't resist slipping her hand behind him and lightly running her fingernails across his back.
"Mmmmm..." he rumbled deep in his throat, as her nails dug slightly into his skin.
She loved to do that to him, and god, he loved it too.
Cian reached one hand up to her ponytail, wrapped the long length around his hand, and pulled her head back so that she was looking into his eyes. Her beautiful red eyes seemed to be darkening as he gazed into them, briefly glancing at her lips when she licked them nervously.
Good, he thought, that was always a sign that she was becoming aroused.
Amadea adored it when he pulled her hair like that. Not really yanking on it, but more of an immobilization of her head. She felt her insides tied into a knot, and she ached for his touch there.
“You’re making it dangerous for me, Amadea,” he smiled wryly.
“Can you…?”
She asked, but not a question, rather, a challenge.
“Can you…?”
He repeated what she said. But without waiting for her response, kissed her again. But this time, it was not a gentle kiss, rather it was a kiss that was branding her as his forever.
Her mouth opened for him, and she felt his tongue swirl inside and over the sensitive roof of her mouth, before withdrawing. He began to pull away slightly, but her moan of disappointment turned into a long, low purr as his teeth latched onto her lower lip and tugged at it.
He felt that purr before he heard it, and he reveled in it.
“Bwah…pant, pant. Hee hee.”
After they parted, Amadea smiled mischievously and their eyes met.
They were close enough to feel each other’s breaths and then they both resumed kissing at the same time.
Amadea melted, all worries vanishing when Cian bent down and kissed her lips with incredible urgency He watched her eyes close and her arms reached up to wrap around his neck and hug. His hand rested across her warm silky stomach.
Sparks of arousal hit him when the tip of her tongue caressed his lips and then wrested against his own. His hand moving, gently gliding up her body. She pushed her tongue at his mouth when his thumb touched the hard pebbled at the tip of her gorgeous, smooth orbs, feeling the hard bead that looked like cherries atop the soft cotton clouds.
Her tongue entered his mouth urgently when he kneaded her breast, massaging the gorgeous mounds gently. Her hands pulled at him, a small moan escaping, her back arching up. Heat suffused her. Her pussy tingled as an incredible familiar ache emerged.
The lumps of flesh trembled slightly, the nipples at the top were a red crimson, and the areolae, pale pink in color, were large. The more he looked at them, the more artistic they seemed.
The term “milk tank” fits them perfectly. They seemed so full that he found it hard to believe no milk would come out. Well, not milk but a delicious, aphrodisiac-like sap instead.
As if drawn in by that incredibly delicious-looking flesh, Cian broke the kiss and moved down, kissing her chin before closing his mouth around her hardened nub, sucking gently, teasing, and caressing with his tongue. He squeezed those tits that were far too large to fit in his hands and buried his face between them. Her boobs were soft, warm, and pleasant on his cheeks.
“Ahn…now, now. There is no need to rush. Ahn.”
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She gently accepted her lover’s eagerness and smiled happily. There’s no more joy in this world than being desired so strongly by her beloved.
“Hh, ahh. You really do like boobs, don’t you?”
Cian rubbed his face against her soft, pillow-like breasts and said; “I do! But that isn’t all. I love everything about you.”
“My, what a lovely thing to say. I love you too, Cian… I love you so much.”
They whispered sweet things to each other as her fingers combed through his hair, her breath now audible, deep, and breathing faster. He could feel the patter of her heart through his lips. Her arousal excited him.
“Ahn.”
Amadea let out a sweet cry.she closed her eyes in a trance as she watched her demonic lover sucking on her nipple like he still yearned for his mother’s milk. Then, he moved to the left side, dragging his tongue in a slow, wet circle over her huge areola, savoring the taste. He slid his hand over to the big, stiff, twitching nipple on the other side.
When Cian took the entire areola into his mouth and rolled the nipple around with his tongue, a look of ecstasy appeared on her face and she trembled while moaning sweetly.
He squeezed it, the gentlest of squeezes, and it drew a sharp, hard gasp from her. He bit his lip, feeling a warm, radiant pleasure spread throughout him, just from the sound she made. He continued to kiss and lick lovingly over one areola while squeezing and rubbing the swollen nipple on the other. He nuzzled against the soft, smooth, plush flesh, then opened his mouth wide and wrapped his lips around the tip of her nipple, and began suckling softly, moaning as he closed his eyes and simply lost himself in playing with her engorged teats.
A cry rose from Amadea and continued to rise, eventually giving way to an ecstatic scream as her breasts suddenly began to lactate intensely, soaking his hand and filling his mouth with thick, rich, delicious milk.
Well, rather than milk, however, it was her sap. Very delicious sap that tasted like sweetened honey.
He drank deeply, gulping mouthfuls fast as several wild streams sprayed all over them from her other nipple. Heat surged from within his abdomen, an unknown life-filled power flowing through his veins. Cian happily savored the sap she was lactating and drink it like a hungry child.
“Suck harder. Drink my milk. Cian, it’s all for you,”
Amadea seemed to have lost herself in the fundamental womanly joy of breastfeeding a child. Well, breastfeeding her lover, rather. Then, suddenly she raised one leg over his thigh, giving him room.
Without hesitation, he moved to kiss her other breast, his fingertips reached down and explored her mons, a sensual sweeping rise from her tummy.
He couldn't hope to keep pace with the overwhelming production of sap Amadea was capable of, but it certainly didn't stop him from trying. He pushed as much of her huge teat into his mouth as possible and feasted like a king,
"Sweetness, my sweet love," she cried out between gasps and moans.
She sighed happily while viewing the demon so intent on sucking her tits. She always seemed to enjoy the act of having her milk sucked out. Especially if it was done for him. She felt as if she was giving him life, which she was literally doing.
Her sap, filtered through her body has the greatest essence of life one can’t imagine. Consuming it would not only feel one vigorous and aroused as if he was given an aphrodisiac, but it can also strengthen one’s vitality.
When Cian has been asleep, she has never stopped giving him her sap, depleting her energy every day. still, she had never once regretted it, nor felt it was a waste. Even if she dried up, as long as she saves him, she wouldn’t care.
She looked him in the eye with her jewel-like eyes and smiled gently. Cian smiled the same. Still, he focused on sucking her nipples to drink down all the milk sap, but she kept producing more and more of it. He alternated between them, but before long, that was simply not enough. He touched her silken pubic bush, explored the sensual shape of her mons, and, almost shivering with excitement, touched her between her legs.
He felt her part her legs giving him permission to explore her most private place. He felt her cleft, explored the shape of her labia, and, with a curl of his fingertip, touched slippery moisture at its base.
His fingertip slipped in easily, her vagina snug, so warm. He cupped her incredibly plump pussy, a sexy mound that filled the gap between slender thighs so beautifully, perfectly smooth, soft, and warm. His erection flexed. Beads of precum oozed from the tip when he traced the deep crevasses at each side of her sexy plump pussy before touching her cleft, tightly closed, curving seductively into her groin.
With light fingertip pressure he followed her sensual slit, felt the tiny bump of her clitoris nestled between thick labia and lower, moisture, Amadea’s arousal, warm and silky on his finger. A deep shudder shook him. She was so sexy, so adorable, so damned desirable.
“Suck even harder. Ahh, and bite it.”
Cian bit down with his front teeth, though with his still recovering energy, he subconsciously bit weakly, still, he felt a surprisingly hard sensation.
“Ahh, harder… Bite it. Bite down.”
Amadea had not liked his halfhearted love bite. The way the half-crazed woman exposed her white throat and moaned was incredibly erotic. With his currently weakened state, Cian felt nearly suffocated as she pressed his head into her breast, so he bit down subconsciously.
“Eeeeeee!”
Amadea gave a shrill shriek, her lovely body convulsed for a moment, and she released his head. It seems like, she was quite hungry for meat as it seems like she had climaxed from just him sucking her breast.
But Cian was not satisfied. As Amadea felt breathless, he suddenly kissed her again, his tongue probing. Still, although quite surprised, the alraune immediately responded, tilting her head and opened her mouth wide in an invitation, her soft and slender hands holding his neck and pulling gently.
She moaned deeply when he drew her moisture up, spreading it along her closed cleft. Pushing harder, soft, silky soft labia parted to hug his fingertip in a warm grip. Amadea inhaled sharply when he caressed her clitoris, slippery from her own lubrication. Her hips curled up when his finger slipped down into her slit to touch her entrance.
She used her hands, pulling his neck harder and kissing more urgently to signal her need. Deep inside her, she felt an ache that yearned to be touched.
They were facing each other and his crotch was pressed against her lower stomach, so she could feel him growing more and more erect. Cian started to press and rubbed himself against her. When Amadea noticed, her moans and demands grew even harsher. She slipped her hand between them, fished down, and mentally groaned when she closed her hand around his cock; so hard.
When she squeezed gently, Cian groaned into her mouth. She sat up, smiling. "You're so hard, Cian. Right now, my insides are aching. It's crying out to be stretched, filled with you."
She rubbed the tip with her thumb. When a small pearl of precum leaked, she spread it over his crown. A shiver of arousal washed through her. She loved feeling his arousal. His cock was so warm, so hard yet soft, so sexy.
“And so were you,”