Chapter 294: The Lasting Thirst ( 294 )

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Chapter 294: The Lasting Thirst ( 294 ) In the bedroom, the rhythm grew bolder. The sound of skin meeting skin filled the air,sharp at first, then rougher, layered with the slick noise of her back entrance yielding to him again and again. Each thrust seemed to drive deeper than the last, the raw hunger behind it making his movements smoother, easier, more insistent. Kyouko’s lips parted, a soft moan slipping free despite her attempt to hold it back. Her body trembled beneath him, her arms pressing into the sheets for balance as waves of sensation coursed through her. She could feel the sheer length of him, the width stretching her in ways that left her breathless. Every push inside wasn’t just force. It was a consuming stab of heat, filling her until her body had no choice but to accept him. Her lower lip trembled as she bit down, her eyes fluttering closed, lashes damp from the intensity. Inside, her thoughts blurred with each jolt of pleasure. So big... so heavy... and he’s not holding back. She could sense Haruki’s hunger in every movement. Not only desire, but devotion, the unspoken need to claim her again and again. The sound of their joining grew louder, wet and rhythmic, echoing in the quiet of the room. Kyouko’s moans softened into trembling sighs, her back arching helplessly, her body moving with his even when she tried to resist the pace. There was a reason Kyouko could never resist him. Even when Haruki tried to hold back, to restrain himself out of care for her, she would be the one to lean closer, to guide his hand, to let him know she wanted it too. Because she loved it , not just the act itself, but the way he burned for her. The hunger in him. The roughness. The wild, uncontainable force of his desire. It was proof. Proof that she was still loved, still needed, still wanted by this man. That his heart and his body ached for her alone. And that was why, even on nights when she was tired, or on days when her mood was heavy, she always found herself giving in. No, more than giving in. She made sure he was satisfied, because she knew. She knew Haruki’s desire could be awakened with the smallest touch, the faintest kiss to her neck or shoulder. Those spots, her weak points, were enough to unravel her control completely, to leave her trembling and eager no matter how much she had planned to resist. In the end, his hunger was the reminder she cherished most: that she was the woman he could not let go of. Meanwhile, Haruki was drowning in the sensation. The moment he felt her back entrance turn wet, slick and yielding around him, his arousal spiked beyond control. The tightness, the delicious friction, the way her body clung to him, it was enough to drive him mad. Every thrust made him hungrier. The sound of it, the slick rhythm echoing in his ears, only fueled the fire in his veins. His eyes lowered, watching with a kind of reverence and obsession as his huge, long, wide shaft disappeared fully into her, swallowed by her body. Each time he pulled back, he could see the gleam of wetness coating him. Clean, glistening, a mark of how perfectly she took him. The sight alone was intoxicating. The sensation was addictive. And the knowledge that it was Kyouko, his Kyouko, who gave herself so completely to him. It made his desire uncontrollable. She’s mine. Every part of her. Mine. With every push, with every slick sound, his hunger only grew wilder. Haruki couldn’t think anymore. His mind was blank, overtaken by the single truth of how delicious this was. The way she felt, the way she looked beneath him. Her soft, perfect butt pressed against him with each thrust. The way her pink entrance stretched to take him in, clinging tight, wet and slick, made him lose all sense of control. And then he saw it. Just beyond, the smoothness of her pussy, untouched for now, still not ready after birth. But the sight of it, bare and hairless, flawless in its beauty, only stoked his arousal higher. The temptation of her body, all of it his, was unbearable. His pace grew rougher, faster. His thrusts drove deeper, filling her again and again. The heat, the slickness, the squeeze of her body around him. It was a sensation no one else could ever give. Only Kyouko. Only she could make him this wild, this consumed, this desperate. Kyouko glanced back over her shoulder, a soft moan slipping past her lips. The roughness of Haruki’s movements, the wild rhythm of his thrusts, made her whole body tremble. The sheer size of him inside her left her breathless, overwhelmed, yet wanting more. Her eyes caught his face. Tense, consumed, lost in desire. She felt his grip on her hips, firm and unrelenting, as though he would never let her go. And she smiled. Then, deliberately, she tightened, making her back entrance throb and pulse around him. She watched the effect immediately take hold. Haruki’s body stiffening, his movements growing even wilder, his hunger breaking loose. Inside. You love it, don’t you, Haruki? Her pulse quickened, her lips trembling as another moan escaped. Here... some more. All of me. Take it. Her body surrendered completely, her smile serene, even as the pleasure made her shake. Come inside if you want... This belongs to you. And then she felt it. The last, rougher, harder thrust that drove him deep. All the way inside. His penis throbbed violently, pulsing within her as waves of heat spilled into her, filling her completely. Kyouko gasped, her body arching as the warmth spread through her, so thick, so much that her whole frame trembled in response. Inside her mind, the thoughts poured like a whispering confession. Ah~ so much... too many... So this is how long he’s been holding back? Her lips parted, a shaky moan escaping as her eyes fluttered half-shut. Despite the ache, despite the intensity, her heart swelled with joy. Ah~ I love this side of him. This hunger. This need for me. And then, almost shyly, another thought flickered. One she would never dare say aloud, but one that burned in her chest. If only my lips could fit his huge shaft... I would gladly use them, just to please him... to worship him... Her smile softened, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of his climax. Because everything of mine... belongs to Haruki. ( End Of Chapter )

Chapter 294: The Lasting Thirst ( 294 )

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