Chapter 489: The Fun in The Woods (End)
"NNGH—NNNHH—GODS—LYAN—!!!" she howled, her voice wild, desperate. Her body trembled, her vision blurred, but her hips kept moving, grinding against him, chasing that heat, that overwhelming bliss.
"I’m... I’m close...!" Lyan growled, his voice rough, his pace turning wild, his hips slamming into her, the wet slap growing frantic.
"YES—YES—LYAN—INSIDE—PLEASE—FILL ME—!!" she screamed, her voice a desperate, pleading cry.
With one final, powerful thrust, his warmth surged inside her, a flood that seemed to ignite her entire body. Her belly swelled slightly, a faint bulge pressing against his abdomen, and her moan became a wild, breathless scream. "AHHHHHH—!!! I-IT’S SO MUCH—!!"
Her body quivered, her warmth flooding around him, her mind drowning in bliss. But even as the heat filled her, even as her vision blurred with stars, her lips found his again, her tongue desperate, clinging to his taste, his warmth.
"SLURP... MMMH... MMHH..." The wet, heated sound of their desperate, hungry kiss filled the air, their lips never parting, even as his warmth continued to flood her. Her body shuddered, her mind a blissful haze.
Minutes seemed to stretch, the wet, rhythmic slap slowing, their breaths mingling, their lips dancing. His hands held her steady, her soft, bountiful body clinging to him, her legs locked around his waist. She could still feel his pulsing heat, even after that thick, overwhelming rush. Her own warmth continued to pulse around him, her body desperate to keep him.
Lyan’s lips left hers, trailing soft kisses along her cheek, her jaw, her ear. His breath was hot against her skin, his voice a soft, satisfied whisper. "Belle... you’re incredible..."
Her breath came in soft, shuddering gasps, her cheeks flushed, her emerald eyes half-lidded with lingering bliss. "Ah... ah... that felt... too good... too... too much..."
Their lips met again, another slow, heated kiss, her tongue still hungry, her fingers tracing the back of his neck. Her body continued to cling to his, her warmth still pulsing, her mind lost in the lingering glow.
Finally, as their lips parted, she gazed up at him with a teasing, playful smile. "Can we... go back like this? I want to train my illusion magic." Her voice was a breathless whisper, but her mischievous spark had returned, her emerald eyes shining.