NOVEL NEXT Chapter 65
"Wait!"
"No, you asked for it," Syn shot back, his tone firm but playful as he parted her thighs with gentle insistence, his right hand slipping between them.
His fingers began their slow, deliberate dance, brushing lightly against her inner thighs first, teasing the tender skin there with featherlight strokes that made her breath hitch.
He lingered there, letting the anticipation build as his touch hovered near her core, warm and inviting.
Then, with a soft, purposeful graze, his fingertips found her sensitive folds, tracing them with a careful, exploratory caress that sent a jolt through her body.
"Ahhn~" She shuddered, a low moan escaping her lips as her head tipped back against his shoulder.
His touch deepened, sliding gently along her slick heat, his fingers circling her clit with a rhythm that was both patient and relentless, teasing the swollen bud with light flicks before pressing more firmly, coaxing her arousal higher with every deliberate stroke.
His left hand slid upward, reclaiming her breast, his thumb rubbing circles around her nipple, teasing it to a stiff peak as she squirmed against him.
Her fair skin flushed a vivid red, her breaths coming in short, ragged bursts as he worked her over, his lips brushing her ear, nibbling and licking the sensitive skin until she trembled in his lap.
"ah~ Ah~ AH~"
Vera's moans grew louder, her body burning under his touch, and Syn felt her tension build, her thighs clenching around his hand as he pushed her closer to the edge.
His fingers moved with a steady rhythm, his left hand alternating between her breasts, teasing her nipples with flicks and pinches that drew sharp, needy sounds from her throat.
Her body began to tremble more intensely, her breaths turning into desperate gasps as the pleasure mounted, her hips rocking against his hand in a frantic rhythm.
A loud, unrestrained moan tore from her lips, her form shivering violently as waves of ecstasy coursed through her, leaving her slumped against him, spent and gasping after she climaxed.
Vera took a while to catch her breath, her chest heaving as she pressed two buttons on the tub's edge with trembling fingers.
The remaining water in the tub drained and warm water surged in, filling the tub at a rapid pace, and the overhead shower kicked on, a cascade of droplets pelting them both, washing away the soap.
Syn leaned close, his lips brushing her ear as he whispered, sultry and smug, "That was a Vera I hadn't heard."
"Shut up," she muttered, her fair cheeks blazing with a blush as she elbowed him weakly, her voice thick with embarrassment and satisfaction.
She turned her head, her purple eyes meeting his with a glint of defiance. "Next time, I'll suck you dry—you wait." Her words were a challenge, a promise edged with heat, her lips curling into a wicked smile as she caught her breath, the water swirling around them.
Syn chuckled, his hazel eyes glinting with amusement and anticipation as he leaned back, the shower's spray soaking his dark hair. Vera's fair skin shimmered under the water, her purple hair plastered to her shoulders, and the tub's warmth enveloped them, a cocoon of steam and shared heat.
His hands rested on her hips, steadying her as she relaxed against him, the afterglow softening her edges. The bathroom's hum faded into the background, their breaths syncing as the water rose, a quiet intimacy settling over them after the storm of their play.
He'd never bathed with Vera like this before—never felt this mix of nerves, excitement, and raw connection—but today, it felt natural, a step deeper.
Her plan to send him to the Kingdom loomed ahead, a mission tethered to this moment, and her challenge hung between them, a spark for whatever came next.
Syn's fingers drifted absentmindedly over her thighs, the soap long washed away. Vera's head rested gently against his shoulder, her fair skin growing cooler as the water crept higher.
She tilted her head, meeting Syn's gaze with a smile. Without a word, he leaned in, capturing her lips in another kiss.
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Hiss~
The door to the small room hissed open, a faint whine of hydraulics cutting through the spaceship's steady hum as Aster stepped inside, her tall frame filling the threshold.
A worn book dangled from her hand, its spine creased from use, a pen tucked between its pages.
Her teal eyes swept the dimly lit space, landing on Pako sprawled across a narrow bed, her lithe form half-buried in tangled sheets. She wore only her undergarments—a mismatched set of black lace that clung to her tan skin—her dark hair splayed wildly across the pillow.
Scattered around her were an assortment of sex toys and a half-empty bottle of lube, their glossy surfaces glinting faintly under the room's flickering light, a chaotic testament to her month-long confinement.
Pako stirred, her eyes cracking open as she registered Aster's presence, a lazy sneer curling her lips.
"Can you let me go now?" she drawled, her voice thick with boredom and a hint of defiance. "Syn must be getting worried—I wanna see him. It's been a month—you guys must've done it by now."
She propped herself up on an elbow, her gaze sharpening as she studied Aster's plain, unreadable expression. Her sneer deepened, a mocking edge creeping in.
"No way—you didn't? What's wrong with you people? I could've had sex with him at least a hundred times by now, and don't tell me you wasted this time bantering around like idiots."
Aster's lips pressed into a thin line, her teal eyes dropping to the floor as she shifted her weight, the book creaking faintly in her grip. Pako's words hung in the air, unanswered, and the silence only fueled her taunt.
"You're never gonna get laid, and I'm never getting outta this room—nice," Pako said, her tone dejected as she flopped back onto the bed, kicking a dildo aside with a careless flick of her foot.
She lifted her leg, the ankle cuff—a sleek band of leather and metal—chafing against her skin, and waved it at Aster. "Also, can you switch this to the other leg? This one's itching like hell."