Chapter 291 - 6.51 Sweet [M]
He had been teased for so long... Lu Yizhou was sure that at some point he had died and revived again. Shivers rippled through his skin as Izher’s warm, velvety tongue swirled around the tip of his cock and he let out another deep groan, it was a wonder how his wrists hadn’t snapped from the force he had used to thrash around. His whole body was filled with inexplicable need to fight or fuck and considering his current predicament, then fuck it was.
He had released twice, but it still wasn’t enough. Every single time, Izher would only use his sinful mouth and teasing hands to alleviate his sufferings before he pushed him further into the pit of abyss when he stopped right before Lu Yizhou could reach the peak. Oh, what he would give so he could pounce on his infuriating lover and have his ways with him.
It wasn’t like Lu Yizhou was disappointed. No— he would be damned before he could allow himself to feel disappointed for what his lover had done for him but... he didn’t know. He didn’t know what he was feeling. He was hollow, so empty it was unbearable... It reminded him of the time when he was still the beastman Altair, in rut and stripped of any coherent thoughts except to breed. It was the same, but it also wasn’t. What Lu Yizhou wanted wasn’t to breed. He wanted, wanted, wanted—
It wasn’t until his cock breached into the folds of Jillian’s entrance did he realize what he wanted the most. A heady sense of satisfaction and giddiness overwhelmed him as he heard a muffled scream tore out of Jillian’s throat, as he felt the latter sinking deeper and deeper all the while letting out those little melodious whimpers, as he felt himself buried so deep that his balls finally slapped against Jillian’s ass. His godly senses were tingling, roused awake after centuries of dormant. Reaching out greedily, searching deep into Jillian’s soul to find a small, wrinkled seedling.
Lu Yizhou felt tension leaving him almost immediately as soon as he wrapped his power around the little seed, nurturing it, giving it all of his care until it began to glow and sprout a tiny golden leaf.
Yes, yes, this was what he needed. Lu Yizhou didn’t know why, but he wanted to see this small seedling turned into a massive tree. He made it his ultimate mission.
He started to buck his hips upward as his eyes zeroed in on the wet, puckered hole of Izher’s above him. He heard and sensed Jillian’s warmth around him, his breathless gasps and moans, his contractions everytime Lu Yizhou shifted the angle in search for his prostate all the while pouring his power into the seed inside him. He wanted... more. It wasn’t enough. But...
Izher turned and made eye contact with him, winking. [It’s okay, Lu Yizhou.] His voice echoed inside Lu Yizhou’s head. [You can let go now. We can take it.]