NOVEL NEXT Chapter 60: I Love Being Poisoned
I rest my hands on Moriah's butt, that sculpture made by Da Vinci that I never tire of appreciating. Then I aim my weapon and shoot it all the way into her. The wet sensation surrounding my dick is out of this world. I even want to understand how every time we have sex, it manages to be better than the previous time!
"Hmm! ~"
The little white hairs on her neck and arms stand up with every thrust, and I make sure to put all the willpower I have into this. What's more, I want to make her forget all this garbage, the asshole ex-husband, that scene in the store, the loneliness inside this mansion, everything!
I'm also a man, I have pride to maintain. If Moriah stops thinking about those things and just enjoys the moment, that's great for me!
I slow down the rhythm, leaning my body to kiss her wings, which causes a series of shivers and even makes her a little uncomfortable, with tremors passing through each of the chitinous parts. I caress the middle of her back, the point where both parts connect. She even seems to like how loving I'm being today!
Then, I return to the initial position, squeezing those round and juicy glutes. However, the last thing I expect is for her to push me back with the force of her own butt, making me lie against the sofa. From down there, I can see Moriah's entire body from behind, showing off her pinkish-white hair and wings full of optical illusions with spirals.
"Your gaze is very intense today, dear. Keep looking at me like that, please..."
She arranges her hair and raises both arms to the back of her neck, before gyrating with that sensual power that only a moth-woman has. Moriah's movements always manage to be my weak point, because I immediately get harder when she starts taking the lead and wants to get attention.
Going up and down at this rhythm just makes me delirious.
Of course, I'm not going to be a fool and just stand here. I already hold her waist in front of me to "help" her move better.
Damn, the sensation is out of this world! It's turning me into something I'd even be ashamed to show, because I want to be a loving partner today!
Ugh, why torture me like this, beautiful? I'm the one who's in charge here!
I lift my torso first, grabbing her by the knee joints before using all my strength to stand up and lift her with me. That's it, babe, I'm strong enough to give you a Full Nelson!
"Da-Darius, put me down!"
"I don't feel like it..."
Even better, I provoke by rubbing my dick against her little pussy just below, enough for tremors to pass through my partner.
"I just want to reward you for being so beautiful and also so loving to me today by giving you the maximum pleasure possible. What harm would there be?"
I squeeze her nape with both hands. If I keep playing around, I won't be able to maintain my pose for long, so it's better to take advantage now than to stall any longer.
I take a deep breath, before using all my hate to thrust into Moriah's flower. I can feel everything wet down there, which only makes the smile on my face even wider as I move my hips back and forth. I feel like I'm becoming crazy with pleasure, can't even think straight about what's happening because I'm so full of lust.
"Da-Darius...! I'm...!"
Tremors pass through the entire body of the moth-woman. However, I haven't even cum yet, so I want to enjoy this position of holding her for as long as possible. Every time I thrust my best friend inside, I feel that flower clench tighter.
But, you know, everything has a limit. My arms are already hurting too much just from maintaining this, I need to practice more if I want to go all the way like this. I sit down on the sofa again, removing the arms I used to hold her and allowing her to sit on my lap. However, it's clear that Moriah has lost all energy to move.
I push her to the side, and she simply lies down like a doll, taking my dick with her. Ugh, I really destroyed her! She's panting heavily, her eyes look confused and darting in all directions, but let's face it, I'm still not satisfied with this!
"I want to abuse that tongue of yours a little, you hear me?"
I bring my dick close to Moriah's little mouth, who is still too dazed to respond rationally. Was I too rough? I've never seen anyone get so mentally slow from dick, but you never know... Ugh, what is this?!
When I look down, the moth-woman's tongue has already wrapped around my entire dick, being so long that it's a little scary. She doesn't take long to pull me with force with those other arms and insert the rest into her throat, but... holy shit, how can I describe this feeling?
I think it's even better than normal sex, because every part down there is being pulled and sucked in a bizarre way.
"Fuck... Hah..."
It's hard to say, but I lost my masculine pride of holding back groans. The way she still squeezes with her other hands and throws her head back and forth, just for her tongue to curl up again and the back of her throat to suck me in a way that's not of this world, it just shows how good it is!
I can't hold it back...
My cum flies from the head of my dick into her throat, before Moriah takes her mouth away and the rest covers her face. She doesn't even show any sign of shame, running her tongue over her dirty cheeks and forehead, before flashing that naughty smile at me.
"You're messing with danger..." I say, trying to lay her back down on the sofa, getting on top.
"My dear, I love anything that involves messing with you..."
Okay, after that, it's impossible to resist. I place my best friend in that open flower, but instead of just lying on top of her, I hold her feet and keep them pointed up.
I wrap my arms around her thighs, thrusting my hips forward with that rhythm full of thrusts. Moriah's moans are music to my ears, even more so when she throws her arms behind her head and grips the fabric of the sofa.
Hah, this woman... one day she'll kill me with this poison, but as long as I'm here, she can poison me and kill me as much as she wants!