Predatory Marriage — Chapter 181. Security Measures (4)
Translator: Atlas / Editor: Regan
“Well, that…” She felt her face burn with embarrassment. She had said she wanted to get pregnant, but Ishakan seemed to mean it in a different way. But since she couldn’t contradict him, he thrust his hips upward fiercely, his thick manhood bumping into her c3rvix. Every time he thrust deep inside, her cl!toris rubbed between their bodies and intense pleasure raced through her body.
The sensation was beyond simple stimulation. It was a terrifying pleasure. Leah moaned, shuddering.
“You said you wanted to have a baby, right?”
“Hmm, hck, ahh…!”
“Your husband is working so hard…” he murmured as she trembled. “Shouldn’t you…participate too?”
With those words, he pushed deep inside her, his manhood straining against all her inner walls and making her moan. Ishakan’s brow furrowed as he growled roughly.
Hot liquid jetted inside her. She could feel it clearly. Cramps ran jaggedly through her body and her fingers and toes stretched and curled, tears sliding down her cheeks. And Ishakan continued slowly thrusting into her as if he were enjoying all of it.
Somehow, Leah managed to raise her head. His golden eyes peered into her tear-streaked face. Even though he had ej@culated, his eyes were still glowing, and his body was boiling hot, power and vigor straining in his body.
“You’re tired, Leah…” The words slurred together oddly. He sounded drunk. “Lemme do it for you…”
The words snapped her back to her senses. If she removed the chains, she might die on their first night. But as he began to pull as if he would snap them apart, she hurriedly spoke.
“I’ll do it…!”
“Ishakan…I c-can do it right…” She stammered, almost pleading as she touched his chest and the cold chain across it.
His eyes narrowed. She could feel his manhood hardening little by little inside her. She was already filled with his s3men, coating every part of her inside with no space untouched. Closing her eyes, she lifted her hips, feeling their fluids flowing out of her v@gina, slickly coating her l@bia and inner thighs. Carefully, she moved up and down again.
“Ah…” The moan escaped her unconsciously. The bells jingled as she moved. Although all of this was embarrassing, she paid it no attention. Her face reddened as she continued moving her body, and Ishakan watched silently.
“…Touch your n!pples,” he said. A request, not an order.
In imitation of his hands, she rubbed one n!pple between her fingers. He bit the other. Leah flinched, but kept moving.
“Faster,” he said between licks, his tongue pressing and flicking intensely. Leah moved faster. She felt as dizzy as if she were drunk, as if she were hypnotized by his golden eyes. She kept moving in an instinctive rhythm.
“More…” She moaned, straining her body to satisfy him.
Her breath came hotter and her lips trembled as the parted, saliva wetting them. Overwhelmed by the pleasure, she met his eyes as he stared at her silently. It was embarrassing. Was she the only one so intoxicated with pleasure?
“Ah, does this feel good?” She panted. “Ahhh, hmm…”
But he didn’t answer immediately. His lips were pressed tight together as he stared at her, tear-streaked and messy, her heart pounding.
“You’re doing fine,” he said finally. “That’s the problem.”