Chapter 160 --160
Elara bounced hard to meet him, ass cheeks rippling with impact, thighs flexing. Her nails found his pecs, digging in deep—dragging down in long furrows that split skin open, blood welling up in crimson rivers that ran down his sides. The pain seared him raw and open, mixing with the overwhelming pleasure of being buried inside her until he couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, could only ’feel’.
She grabbed the belt from beside her. ’Crack-crack-crack’—whipping his inner thighs until welts split and blood beaded across quaking muscle.
"Faster."
"’Nngh’... ’grrrah’!" Ken sobbed, tears leaking from the corners of his eyes, but his hips thrust wilder anyway—brutal, punishing pace that made the bed frame creak and his balls ache from the constant slapping impact.
The poison clawed at Elara’s heart, seizing it in fiery talons, but pleasure coiled tighter to drown it out. Her clit ground against his base with every bounce, friction peeling back the hood until the raw nerve sparked electric. She leaned down suddenly, mouth finding his shoulder—teeth sinking deep into muscle, tearing through skin until blood-salt flooded her tongue.
"’AAAAUGH’!" Ken’s howl was broken, beautiful, his body convulsing beneath her. The combination of pain everywhere and pleasure from her tight pussy milking his cock pushed him to the edge of sanity.
Her second orgasm hit without warning—pussy clenching vise-tight, squirting across his chest and the wax burns, walls fluttering and crushing his shaft in waves. She didn’t make a sound, just that same blank stare while her body shook.
The belt cracked across the base of his cock. ’CRACK.’ Red welt throbbed instant across swollen veins.
Her hand wrapped his throat, squeezing. No air.
"Edge. Hold it."
Ken’s face went red, then purple. Tears streamed down his temples. His cock ballooned inside her, pre-cum foaming white at the stretch where they joined. Every nerve screamed. "’Nngh’... ’hnnh’..." Whimpered pleas garbled by her chokehold, body shaking violently with the effort of not cumming.
Elara’s third orgasm built fast, cresting sharp—gushing endless around his cock, pussy spasming vise-grip, blank eyes rolling back for a heartbeat before snapping forward stone-cold again.