Chapter 78: A Night of Ecstasy (2)

Evelina kissed back fiercely, her tongue tangling with mine as she poured all her newfound hunger and desire into the heated exchange. She nipped at my lower lip, drawing a bead of blood that she lapped up eagerly, shivering at the exquisite taste.

Her claws raked down my back, leaving faint red lines in their wake as she urged me on, desperate for more.

Breaking the kiss, she trailed her lips along my jawline, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

“Don’t delay any longer,” she panted, her voice rough with arousal.

“I want to feel every inch of you again,” she said, her pointed tail wrapping around my thigh. “To feel everything from the man who entered my life without asking for anything but love in return…”

She rolled her hips, grinding her dripping sex against my throbbing length. The sensation was exquisite, her slick heat searing my flesh.

I gritted my teeth, fighting the urge to simply plunge into her then and there.

No, like I said. I wanted to take this slow, to savor every moment of this.

Evelina, it seemed, had other ideas. With a surge of strength born of demonic desire, she flipped us over, now straddling me once more. She grinned down at me, eyes glinting with wicked intent.

“Remember when I said not to get used to being in charge?” she purred, dragging a finger along my chest.

“I intend to keep that promise.”

She chuckled, fighting the submissiveness of her demonic instincts, her willpower powerful enough to even defy an artifact as powerful as my eye.

But she wasn’t just resisting it; she was also accepting it, letting it affect her while still maintaining control, the two opposing forces letting her act without one overwhelming the other.

Once again, she demonstrated her adaptability in the realm of magic.

With that, she reached down and positioned the swollen head of my cock at her entrance. Then, with a swift downward motion, she sank down onto me, taking me to the hilt in one smooth thrust.

A guttural groan tore from my throat at the sudden, exquisite sensation of being engulfed in her tight, scorching heat. Evelina never broke eye contact with me, a long, low moan tearing from her lips as she began to ride me with deep, undulating motions.

“That’s… fuck, Cael…” she gasped out between thrusts, her breasts bouncing with each roll of her hips.

“You feel… ah!… even better than you did before. I can feel every… mm!… inch of you, stretching me, filling me…”

Her inner muscles clenched around me, rippling along my length as if to pull me in even deeper. I gripped her hips, my fingers sinking into the supple flesh as I matched her movements, thrusting up to meet each downward plunge of her hips.

Meanwhile, my head was a blur.

It was impossible not to see the wide grin I had on my face.

Something I had wished for so long, something that was taken away from me just because I lost control.

And now I have it.

The love of my life.

Mine… all mine…

Evelina’s movements grew faster, more urgent, her hips slamming down onto mine with a force that shook the bed frame. Her breasts bounced wildly with each powerful thrust, the sight of them hypnotizing me.

I reached up to palm the soft mounds, thumbs and forefingers sinking into the pliant flesh as I kneaded and caressed them.

Evelina arched into my touch with a throaty moan, her nipples stiffening into hard peaks that I couldn’t resist rolling and pinching. She gasped and shuddered above me, her inner muscles clenching and rippling around my pistoning cock in response to the dual stimulation.

“Yes, Cael,” she panted harshly, bracing her hands on my chest as she rode me with wild abandon.

“Touch me, taste me, take me… all of me… until you never look at other women the same way again…”

“You’re still on about that?”

“Do you really think I can find another person crazy enough to approach me as you did?” Evelina wrapped her hands around my neck.

“It’s not common that I say this, but you’re definitely a one in a million.”

“What about the person that Julius and Lillian fought?”

The Owl might not be as skilled or powerful as I, but surely he still fits the bill, even if a little, right?

I mean… I already knew the answer would be no, but hearing it directly from her would definitely be a huge bonus to my own ego.

“Him? He’s weak, impulsive, and annoying; he’s more of a pawn than a lover.”

“Sounds a bit like me, doesn’t it?”

I replied, flipping her onto her back and settling between her spread thighs. Evelina let out a yelp of surprise that quickly turned into a moan as I began to pound into her harder and faster, the new angle allowing me to reach even deeper into her hot, silken sheath.

“At least… hah!… you could back up… mm!… your words with action better than he could!” She moaned a laugh, wrapping her legs around my body as she locked me in place, ensuring I couldn’t pull out.

Her pointed tail caressed my face as she looked at me wickedly with her heart-shaped pupils.

I gripped Evelina’s supple hips tightly, my fingers sinking into her soft flesh as I rutted into her with increasing fervor. The wet slap of skin against skin echoed obscenely through the room, mingling with our wanton moans and grunts. I could feel her velvet walls clenching around my throbbing member, drawing me in deeper with each powerful thrust.

“C-Cael… I’m close…” Evelina covered her mouth with her arm, muffling her increasingly loud moans due to the strength of my thrusts.

’He looks so good like this…’

She thought, her gaze focusing on the way my body and muscles tensed as I continued to move in and out inside her, the small action making her redder than everything we’ve already had done.

’His body… his technique… I love it!’

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