Chapter 162: Demand
Eren’s eyes met Yuki’s. Her words, a clear command despite their soft delivery, lit a fire in him. He saw the raw, insatiable hunger in her gaze, a hunger that pulled him closer. His dick, thick and hard, throbbed with renewed life. He knew what she wanted, what they both desperately craved.
He moved over her, his body hot and heavy, a stark contrast to the cool marble beneath them. He slowly lowered himself, positioning his hard dick against her wet opening. Her pussy, still glistening from her last climax, was wide and beckoning. He breathed in her scent—a primal mix of sweat, arousal, and her unique essence—that filled his senses.
He pushed slowly, allowing the very tip of his dick to find her soft, slick folds. He felt her stretch around him, warm and welcoming.
"Mmm," Yuki moaned, a low, drawn-out sound that vibrated through his chest. Her hips lifted slightly, a subtle invitation, urging him deeper.
He took his time. There was no rush, only the deep need to fill her completely, to make this moment last. He pushed in slowly, inch by careful inch, feeling her inner muscles flex and tighten around him. She was incredibly tight, and he savored every bit of resistance, every sensation as he slowly slid inside. He watched her face, seeing her eyes squeeze shut, her lips part in a silent cry that soon turned into a soft, blissful groan.
"Ohh... Eren... you feel... so full... so good," she whispered, her voice strained but laced with pure pleasure.
He continued his slow entry, pushing deeper with each breath. His hands found her hips, gripping them firmly, guiding her, letting her set the pace even as he was the one doing the pushing. He finally slid all the way in, feeling his balls press against her wet folds. He was buried deep inside her, completely filling her, the sensation powerful and all-encompassing.
He paused there, letting them both breathe, letting their bodies fully adjust to the profound joining. Her warmth enveloped him, a living, pulsing embrace. Then, he began to move, slowly at first. A gentle push, a slow pull, easing in and out, feeling her muscles clench tightly around him with every movement. The sounds of their bodies joining started again, wet and soft, a hypnotic rhythm of skin on skin. Yuki’s moans grew louder, more constant, turning into soft cries of delight. Her body arched beneath him, her hips lifting to meet his slow, deep thrusts.
He moved deeper with each push, drawing out the pleasure, savoring every moment. He felt the soft give of her pussy, stretching around him, pulling him in further. His dick slid inside her, long and slow, then pulled back, almost out, only to push deep again. He used his hips, grinding slowly, twisting inside her, finding new sensitive spots that made her gasp.