Chapter 28: I belong to you [+18]
She felt divine. Having her wrapped around his finger messed with his mind. Her inside was warm. Soft. Delicate. It clenched around his finger and pulsed with a rhythm that called for him to be in her yet a sick part of him wanted to play with her a while longer before giving her the splendour of tasting him.
"I am yours, Jia Hao." Mira gushed, her words a barely audible mumble.
This went straight to his breeding part. "Say it again." Jia Hao husked. His finger moved in and out of her in a controlled rhythm that got her legs quivering.
Mira moaned, a loud, yearning sound. "I belong to you."
Another finger slid in. Mira fumbled hard into the sheepskins, her head a fuzzy mess.
"More."
Mira was losing her mind. With how his fingers expertly rocked her core and how his tongue caressed her nipple, it was hard to think let alone speak. "I love you, Jia Hao. Now come and fill me with all of you!" She panted. Uncoordinated mumbling followed after as she became breathless, desperately raking her hands through the sheepskins to hold onto something. Her fingers settled on the fur coat over his body instead and she squeezed.
Jia Hao lost it. Seeing her body red and watching her plead for him was a craving he desperately needed. It healed him. Because before, Mira never wanted anything to do with him and now, his name was all she could mention with the words ’I want you’ and ’I love you’.
Jia Hao took his head off her breast, fondling it with his hand instead. His other hand still stayed inside her, thrusting in. He wanted to be gentle because she was carrying his child but every instinct in him told him to be the complete opposite.
"I want to mate with you, Mira."
"I want you to mate with me." Mira whimpered. Her reaction was a pleasing sight to witness. He could do it all day.
Jia Hao rid himself of his fur pants, ripping the attires till he was bare from his mid section below. Mira lined her hand in his fur coat at his back, clawing her fingers in as she felt his body through the fabric. Her eyes were shut closed and her teeth sunk into her lower lip, an attempt to suppress her moans.
Jia Hao took his hands off her and out of her core. Mira gasped in response. He held Mira by her waist and tugged her body towards his groin. She yelped at the brute force, panting hard.
Jia Hao’s upper body lowered till it pressed against her torso. His hand rested beneath her back, reaching for the back of her head to pull her in for a kiss. His mouth locked in hers. She swallowed the saliva that merged with hers the moment his tongue filled her mouth.
This was when he plunged in. With so much force she felt it at her lower tummy. Mira yelped in his mouth. Her eyes widened as his girth filled her in, leaving no room for space.
God. He felt so good inside her, it was insane. Like his cock was crafted for the sole purpose to fit into her slutty little hole and leave her utterly wrecked.
Jia Hao pulled out, leaving a massive length of him in her before slamming back into her, leaving her body arching beneath his.
Mira’s body jerked. "Be gentle." She pleaded, talking into his mouth.
Jia Hao parted his lips away from hers slightly. "Spread your legs wider for me, love."
Mira obeyed. He locked her lips in his again, his hand still holding the back of her head and neck.
Jia Hao did not put the space to waste. He prodded between her legs like he owned it, now ramming into her in a controlled rhythm, letting her body adjust to his size. They had slept together countless times yet each time, she needed time to get used to it. And it rocked his world every damn time.
"You’ve not gotten used to it." Jia Hao remarked, increasing his pace.
Mira could barely be quiet now. Her moans and pants filled the room. "Could I ever? You’re so. . ." The words hooked in her throat to let out a whimper. "Fuck." Mira worded instead.
She bucked her hips higher to let him ride. She felt him deeper. It felt like a whole different world of newfound pleasure was revealed to her in that single movement. She screamed. "Jia Hao, don’t stop." Mira breath. Now, he was pounding into her like he hated her, one forceful thrust after the other.
It did not hurt at all. It just made his length fill her in deeper and faster at once.
Mira’s eyes watered. Her chest heaved and pussy walls clenched around his throbbing cock. She felt her pussy pool with every thrust her husband made into her, intensifying the passionate moment. It was ecstatic. Euphoric. Her head was above the clouds.
A groan resounded in her ears. Jia Hao was close too. That was the sexiest sound to ever exist in the entire existence of noises.
Mira whined beneath him. She twined her legs behind him, trapping his form between her legs as she pulled him closer. That made him plunge deeper into her unexpectedly and she mewled.
"You enjoy my cunt, don’t you? It’s the best one you’ve ever tasted." Mira had a smirk on her face. For someone sweaty and out of breath, that was some courageous statement.
Jia Hao did not stop pounding into her in a maintained pace. "Yes." He breathed. "I very much do."
Mira chuckled, a throaty laugh. Her waist matched the rhythm of his thrusts. Never did she think this was possible but every sinful move of their hips as it collided against his groin brought them closer to climax.
"Then come inside me." Mira said managing to raise her torso. She buried his face in her breasts. Jia Hao sucked hard on them. "Let me feel you fill me with all of you." Mira whispered. Her lips parted and brows narrowed at the ecstasy closing in on her. Suddenly, all she could feel was the carnal pleasure coursing through her veins.
Mira could not control her moans so Jia Hao shut her up with a kiss, ramming into her till both of them orgasmed. Now their heavy breaths clashed and Mira’s body sank into the sheepskins. Fatigue. It lured her into a satisfying dreamlike state.
Well that was a good fuck. She wanted more but her body wanted something different.
Jia Hao pulled out and stayed by her side, cuddling her form. "Don’t make me worry like that again. It’s horrifying not having you." Jia Hao placed a gentle kiss on the back of her neck.
Mira mm-ed, her eyes closing. "I won’t." She whispered, caressing his hand. Just when her eyes were about to come shut, a thought came to mind. If Jia Hao knew about the pest infestation and moved Hye Yang. . . . what happened to all the lice?