Chapter 177: Chapter : 177 : Aethoniel’s Turn!

Aiden finally exhaled, turning away from Varra as his gaze drifted to Aethoniel.

She lay there pretending to be asleep, but the tiny crack between her lashes betrayed her.

He grinned.

“Aethoniel,” He murmured.

Her eyes snapped shut instantly, her cheeks coloring deep crimson.

“I saw that,” Aiden chuckled as he slowly crawled toward her.

Her breath caught when his shadow fell over her.

He brushed a silky strand of hair away from her face, and she trembled.

“Benefactor…” She whispered, barely audible.

“Look at me,” He said softly.

Her lashes fluttered, and her eyes opened halfway—shy, glowing, wanting.

Aiden leaned in, and her lips parted in surprise before meeting his.

A small, startled sound escaped her as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

When he drew back, she kept her eyes half-lidded, face burning red.

“Benefactor…” She breathed, unable to meet his gaze.

He lifted a hand, gently touching her antennas. She shivered instantly.

“Heh… sensitive?” he teased.

“Y-You didn’t have to touch those…” She mumbled, flustered.

He smiled warmly. “You look beautiful with them.”

Her blush deepened.

“And with this little mana crown…” He traced the faint glow above her head, “You look like a real queen.”

Aethoniel hid her face in his chest, voice tiny.

“Benefactor,” Aethoniel began, her voice a low hum, “your words make me truly happy.”

Aiden’s hand cupped her right cheek, his thumb tracing the curve of her jaw. She nudged into his palm, a soft, purring sound escaping her lips.

“Show me your tongue, Aethoniel.”

Aethoniel’s golden eyes, still half-lidded, flickered to his.

A faint blush dusted her human-skinned face, deepening the crimson of her antennae.

Slowly, shyly, she extended her tongue. The slave marking, a delicate, intricate symbol, lay etched upon its surface.

Aiden’s finger traced the mark, a feather-light touch that sent a shiver through her.

“Beautiful,” He whispered, his voice a low rumble against her ear.

Her blush intensified, a fiery red spreading across her cheeks. Aiden leaned in, his tongue meeting hers.

He licked, a slow, deliberate exploration, tasting the faint sweetness of her mouth.

Their tongues danced, a sensual rhythm, before he pulled back, a soft, wet sound echoing in the quiet room.

He reached for the delicate fabric of her gown, his fingers deft.

The material slid away, revealing the full expanse of her black skin, streaked with living golden veins.

Her massive breasts, heavy and round, spilled forth, her pink nipples standing proud.

She wore nothing beneath. Aiden’s eyes devoured her, a slow, appreciative gaze.

“Fuck,” He breathed, his voice thick with desire.

His hands rose, cupping her enormous breasts.

A soft moan, barely audible, escaped her lips.

He squeezed, gently at first, then with increasing pressure, twisting the soft flesh. Her breath hitched, a guttural sound of pleasure.

He leaned down, his mouth closing over one pink nipple.

He licked, a slow, circling motion, then nibbled, a playful bite that sent a jolt through her.

His tongue swirled around the pink areola, teasing, tantalizing.

Aethoniel’s fingers tangled in his white hair, pulling him closer, urging him on.

He continued, his ministrations growing more intense, until the nipple was exquisitely sensitive, a throbbing peak of sensation.

Then he moved to the other, repeating the ritual of nibbling, sucking, licking, biting. Her golden eyes rolled back, a silent testament to the overwhelming pleasure.

His hands, warm and strong, traced the golden streaks on her black skin, moving down her neck, along her collarbone.

He licked, kissed, and nibbled, leaving a trail of fire in his wake.

His teeth grazed her right breast, a sharp nip, leaving a faint mark. He licked the tender skin, soothing the sting with his tongue.

Aiden positioned himself, his cock, thick and rigid, pressing against her entrance.

“Are you ready, Aethoniel?” He murmured, his voice a husky whisper.

Aethoniel’s breath hitched, her body trembling. “Yes, Benefactor.”

He pushed, slowly at first, then with a determined thrust.

Her golden eyes flew open, a gasp escaping her lips as his cock slid into her.

“Ahhh,” She moaned, her body arching.

He paused, letting her adjust, his eyes fixed on hers. “Does that feel good?”

“Oh, Benefactor,” She whimpered, her voice tight with pleasure and a hint of pain. “So full.”

He began to move, a slow, steady rhythm, his hips grinding against hers.

The bed creaked beneath their weight, a rhythmic accompaniment to their lovemaking.

“You like that, don’t you?” He growled, his voice rough.

“Yes,” She panted, her hips rising to meet his thrusts. “More.”

He increased his pace, each thrust deeper, more insistent.

Her massive breasts jiggled with the motion, her golden veins pulsing.

“You’re so tight, Aethoniel,” He groaned, his voice strained. “So fucking tight.”

“Benefactor,” She cried out, her nails digging into his back. “Faster.”

He obliged, his movements becoming a blur of motion. Her moans filled the room, a symphony of pleasure.

“I’m close,” She gasped, her body arching into a bow. “Oh, Benefactor, I’m so close.”

He drove into her one last time, a deep, powerful thrust, and she screamed, a guttural cry of release, her body convulsing around him.

“Ahhh,” She cried out, her eyes rolling back once more.

He pulled out, a wet, sucking sound filling the air.

He turned her onto her hands and knees, her magnificent ass, round and firm, presented to him.

Her black skin, slick with sweat and her juices, gleamed in the dim light.

“Doggy style, Aethoniel,” He whispered, his voice a command.

He knelt behind her, his cock brushing against her wet folds.

She whimpered, her body already craving his touch.

He pushed in, slowly at first, then with a powerful thrust, burying himself deep inside her.

“Oh, Benefactor,” She whimpered, her voice a plea.

He began to thrust, a relentless rhythm, his balls slapping against her ass with each movement.

Her golden eyes were wide, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

“You’re so good, Aethoniel,” He growled, his hands gripping her hips. “So fucking good.”

“Benefactor,” She cried out, her voice raw with passion. “I can’t… I can’t take much more.”

He ignored her pleas, his thrusts growing harder, faster.

He pulled her wings, pulling her, making her moan.

“You’re mine,” He rasped, his voice a primal growl. “All mine.”

She screamed again, a high-pitched cry of pure pleasure, her body trembling uncontrollably.

He continued to thrust, pushing her deeper and deeper into the throes of ecstasy.

“Stop,” She begged, her voice hoarse. “Please, Benefactor, I can’t.”

He pulled out, a loud, squelching sound echoing in the room.

He turned her around, pulling her onto his lap.

“Look at me, Aethoniel,” He commanded, his voice firm.

Her golden eyes, still hazy with pleasure, met his.

Her body was a quivering mess, slick with sweat and cum.

“Open your mouth.”

She obeyed, her lips parting slightly. He guided his cock to her lips, pressing the tip against her tongue.

She took him in, her mouth warm and wet. Her lips closed around him, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock.

“Good girl,” He praised, his voice a low hum.

She began to suck, a rhythmic motion, her throat working around his length.

He pushed deeper, his cock filling her mouth. Her eyes watered, but she continued, her devotion absolute.

“Deep throat me, my queen,” He commanded, his voice thick with desire.

She choked, a small sound, but she obeyed, taking him deeper, her throat stretching around his shaft.

He groaned, his head thrown back, lost in the sensation.

“That’s it,” He moaned, his fingers tangling in her black hair. “So good.”

She continued to suck, her face a mask of concentration, until he pulled out, a wet pop echoing in the room.

“Now, my queen,” He said, his voice a low growl, “let’s try something new.”

He turned her around, positioning her on top of him, her knees on either side of his hips.

“Cowgirl,” He whispered, his hands guiding her hips.

She lowered herself onto his cock, a slow, deliberate descent.

A gasp escaped her lips as he slid into her, filling her completely.

“Oh, Benefactor,” She moaned, her body swaying.

She began to ride him, a slow, grinding motion, her massive breasts jiggling with each movement.

Her golden eyes were fixed on his, a silent conversation passing between them.

“You’re a natural,” He praised, his hands cupping her ass.

She increased her pace, her hips moving faster, harder.

Her black skin, streaked with gold, glistened in the dim light.

Her antennae twitched, a sign of her heightened arousal.

“Benefactor,” She panted, her voice breathless. “I’m coming again.”

He met her rhythm, thrusting up into her, matching her every movement.

She screamed, her body convulsing, her climax washing over her in waves.

He continued to thrust, pushing her further and further, until she was a trembling mess, crying out his name.

He pulled her down, their bodies intertwined, their mouths meeting in a hungry kiss.

Their tongues danced, a passionate embrace, before he pulled back, a mischievous glint in his blue eyes.

“One more position, my queen,” He whispered, his voice a playful tease. “Sixty-nine.”

He shifted, guiding her body until they were aligned, her mouth near his genitals, his mouth near hers.

Aethoniel’s golden eyes widened, a blush spreading across her face.

“Benefactor,” She stammered, her voice a soft protest.

“Shh,” He whispered, his tongue tracing the sensitive skin of her clit. “Just relax.”

He began to lick, a slow, deliberate motion, his tongue swirling around her clit.

She gasped, her body arching into his touch. Simultaneously, she took his cock into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head, mimicking his actions.

“Oh, Benefactor,” She moaned, her voice muffled against his cock.

He continued to lick, his tongue teasing, tantalizing, until she was writhing beneath him, her body trembling with pleasure.

Her hands gripped his ass, pulling him closer, urging him on.

He groaned, his cock throbbing in her mouth.

“You’re so good at this, Aethoniel,” He praised, his voice thick with desire.

She whimpered, her body convulsing once more, her climax washing over her in a wave of pure ecstasy.

He continued to lick, drawing out her pleasure, until she was a quivering mess, unable to speak.

He pulled back, his cock still throbbing, and she looked up at him, her golden eyes hazy with pleasure.

“Benefactor,” She whispered, her voice hoarse. “I can’t… I can’t take any more.”

He chuckled, a low, rumbling sound. “Oh, my queen, we’re just getting started.”

He flipped her onto her back, her legs wrapped around his waist. He plunged into her, a deep, powerful thrust that sent a jolt through her.

“Ahhh,” She cried out, her body arching.

He began to thrust, a relentless rhythm, his hips grinding against hers. Her massive breasts bounced with each movement, her golden veins pulsing.

“You’re mine, Aethoniel,” He growled, his voice a primal roar. “All mine.”

She screamed, her body convulsing, her climax washing over her in waves. He continued to thrust, pushing her deeper and deeper into the throes of ecstasy.

“Stop,” She begged, her voice raw. “Please, Benefactor, I can’t.”

Finally, what felt like eternity, her cummed inside. The pressure making her throw her head, a sharp moan escaped.

At the same time, she cummed around him, milking him.

Aiden collaped on top of her. She wrapped her arms around him, falling asleep in his embrace.

Aiden was finally eshausted as he finally fell asleep.

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END OF Chapter : 177 : AETHONIEL’S TURN!

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