Chapter 407: *The Beginning Of The End [LXIX] (A Saintess’s Submission)*

His hands slowly moved, as one of them slid around her back, searching for the clasp of her bra. After finding it, he slowly unhooked the clasp.

Click.

The tension released instantly, and the straps loosened against her skin.

“A-ahhh…” Christina gasped, her body stiffening for a fraction of a second before relaxing again, surrendering to his complete control.

He then reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it upward in one smooth, fluid motion.

Shhhf-click.

Christina lifted her arms obligingly, allowing him to strip the fabric away.

As the shirt cleared her head and fell to the floor, the bra followed, slipping down her arms and joining the pile of discarded clothes.

Thwump.

The sudden freedom caused her massive breasts to bounce heavily, the soft flesh rippling and jiggling with the movement before settling.

Boing.

Aestrea’s eyes were instantly glued to them, captivated by the sight. They were pale and heavy, crowned with rosy nipples that were already hard and peaked from his earlier attention.

Instantly, his hands moved to cup the heavy weight of her breasts, his fingers sinking deep into the soft, yielding flesh.

He gave them a slow squeeze, marveling at how they overflowed his palms. His thumbs brushed over her sensitive nipples, teasing the hardened buds with light, maddening circles.

“Mmm…” he murmured, captivated by the sight.

“So soft.”

Taking the opportunity, he leaned in, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. Their mouths met with wet heat, tongues sliding together in a messy, desperate tangle.

“Smack, shrup! Cuup~♡”

The sound of their lips parting and coming together echoed lewdly in the quiet room.

His grip on her breasts tightened, kneading them more firmly as he deepened the kiss, his thumbs pressing down on her nipples.

“Aughm~♡” Christina moaned into his mouth, her body arching into his touch.

Her left hand slid down his torso, her fingers finding the hard bulge straining against his pants. She pressed her palm against it, feeling the heat radiating through the fabric.

Rustle~

Slowly, she began to massage him, her fingers tracing the length of his shaft before curling around it to rub him through the cloth.

Her touch was tentative at first, exploring the length and shape of him through the cloth, but it quickly grew bolder, her palm pressing down firmly before curling her fingers to squeeze the rigid line of his erection.

“Hah… you really don’t waste any time, do you?” he groaned against her lips, his breath coming in short bursts.

“Humn~♡” Christina didn’t answer verbally; instead, she let out a soft, needy hum, her eyes fluttering shut as she felt him twitch beneath her hand.

The knowledge that she was the one causing this reaction, that he was hard and wanting because of her, sent a fresh wave of intoxicating heat coursing through her veins.

She rubbed him with a little more pressure, her thumb tracing the sensitive head, earning a sharp hiss from him.

Rub… rub…

The friction of her hand against the fabric was audible, a lewd rhythm that matched the heavy thudding of her heart.

Aestrea’s grip on her breasts tightened in response, his fingers digging into the soft mounds with a possessive force that bordered on bruising.

He pulled away from her lips, leaving them both gasping for air, a string of saliva connecting them for a fleeting moment before it snapped.

“Chrstina…” he called out, his crimson eyes roaming over her flushed face and down to her heaving chest.

“You want it that bad?”

“Y-yes…” Christina breathed out, her voice trembling with shame and desire.

She leaned her forehead against his, her hand never stopping its slow, torturous massage of his crotch.

“I-I want… everything. I want all of you, Aestrea.”

He chuckled at her words, before he ducked his head down, his hot mouth latching onto the side of her neck.

Snip!~

He nipped and sucked hard with the obvious intent on leaving a mark.

Smack… slurp.

“Ahn! Hahh…♡” Christina cried out, her back arching instinctively, pushing her breasts further into his hands.

The dual sensation of his mouth on her neck and his hands mauling her chest was overwhelming. Her legs felt weak, trembling so violently that she had to cling to his shoulders to keep upright.

Aestrea took full advantage of her exposed position.

He released one breast only to drag his rough palm down her ribcage, mapping the curve of her waist before sliding around to grab a handful of her ass.

He squeezed hard, pulling her hips forward until she was grinding against his thigh.

“Mmph!~” The friction against her clothed core sent a jolt of electricity through her.

She could feel the wetness soaking her panties, a damp, sticky heat that betrayed just how much she was enjoying this.

“Aestrea, please…♡”

“Please what?” he mumbled against her skin, his tongue tracing the vein in her throat.

He moved his mouth lower, trailing wet, open-mouthed kisses down her collarbone and toward the valley of her chest.

“Tell me what you need, Christina.”

“I need… more,” she whined, her hand on his crotch moving faster, desperate to feel more of him.

She fumbled with the button of his pants, her fingers clumsy with lust.

“Let me… touch you properly.”

Click, ziiiip.

The sound of his zipper lowering seemed quite loud in the quiet room.

Aestrea didn’t stop her actions at all.

Instead, he groaned as her small hand slipped inside the waistband of his boxers, her warm fingers finally making contact with his bare, heated skin.

“Ohh my…”

Christina gasped as she wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft.

She marveled at the size of him, her fingers barely able to close around the girth.

Then, she began to stroke him slowly, her movements awkward but eager, sliding her hand from the base to the tip.

Fap… fap… fap.

The wet sounds of her hand moving on his erection mingled with their ragged breathing.

Aestrea’s head fell back, his eyes rolling shut for a moment as he surrendered to the pleasure. But he wasn’t about to let her have all the control.

He surged forward, capturing her lips again in a bruising kiss.

His tongue invaded her mouth, dominating hers, tasting every corner of her as his hand returned to her neglected breast.

He pinched her nipple harshly, twisting the tender bud between his thumb and forefinger.

“Nnghaa~, mhm!♡” Christina screamed into his mouth, her body jerking at the sharp mix of pain and pleasure.

Her hand on his cock faltered for a second before resuming with renewed vigor, squeezing him tighter as if to anchor herself.

Smack… chuup…♡, fap

They broke apart, panting heavily.

“Pwa~”

A string of saliva hung from Christina’s swollen lower lip, glistening in the light.

Her eyes were glazed over, lost in a haze of lust.

Aestrea looked at her with a faint smile, and then pushed her backward until her legs hit the edge of the bed, and she fell onto the mattress with a soft bounce.

Before she could scramble up, he was on her, crawling over her body and trapping her beneath him.

He loomed above her, his knees bracketing her thighs, his hands planted on either side of her head. The sheer dominance in his posture made Christina’s heart skip a beat.

“You’re so beautiful like this,” he murmured, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.

He lowered his head, his breath hot against her aching nipple.

“Spread your legs for me.”

Christina obeyed instantly, parting her thighs without hesitation.

She was completely exposed to him, her skirt bunched up around her waist, her panties soaked through.

Aestrea didn’t remove them yet. Instead, he slid his hand down her stomach, his fingers dipping under the elastic waistband.

“Ah!” Christina gasped as his fingers brushed through her damp curls.

She was incredibly wet, her folds slick and swollen.

“God, you’re soaking,” Aestrea groaned, his eyes widening slightly as he felt the extent of her arousal.

He ran a finger along her slit, gathering her juices on his fingertip.

“Is this all for me?”

“Y-yes… yes, all for you,” Christina babbled, her hips lifting off the bed, chasing his hand.

“Only for you, Aestrea. No one else… ever.”

He pushed a finger inside her tight heat, and she cried out, her inner walls clamping down around him immediately.

Schlick!~

“So tight,” he grunted, adding a second finger and stretching her insides lightly.

He curled his fingers upward, searching for that special spot.

“You really were made for me, weren’t you?”

“Ahh! Ahh! T-there… right thereeee♡!” Christina tossed her head back, her hands gripping the sheets beneath her.

Squish~

Her breasts bounced with every thrust of his fingers, the nipples pointing up at him as if begging for attention.

Slowly, torturously, he lowered his head.

He didn’t touch her immediately, instead letting his hot breath ghost over the sensitive skin of her areola.

Christina instanly whimpered, her chest heaving as she felt him so close, yet so far away.

“Please…”

That was enough for him.

He smirked lightly and then opened his mouth, taking one of those bouncing nipples deep inside.

Slurp…

He sucked hard, his tongue swirling roughly around the pebbled bud while his teeth grazed the sensitive flesh.

The sensation was electric, casuing Christina’s moan to increase, her back bowing even more, pushing her breast further into his mouth.

He didn’t let up, his cheeks almosthollowing as he applied suction, pulling on the nipple as if trying to milk her.

Pop!~

He released her suddenly, the wet sound echoing in the room. The nipple was wet and glistening, reddened from his attention.

“Phew~”

He blew a stream of cool air onto it, making Christina shudder violently.

“Ahh! Hahh…♡, ngha~!”

Aestrea chuckled at her reaction, switching to the other breast.

His hand never stopped its work between her legs, his fingers picking up the pace, thrusting faster and deeper, rubbing against that spongy spot inside her that made her see stars.

Schlick, schlick, schlick!

The wet, slapping noise of his hand against her drenched folds grew louder, mingling with the lewd sounds of his sucking and her broken moans.

Christina was lost in a haze of sensation, her entire world narrowing down to the feeling of his fingers inside her and his mouth on her skin

But just then, as she was nearing her limits…

Squish!~

Aestrea suddenl retracted his hand, causing her face to contort in frustration. But Aestrea ignored it as brought his glistening fingers up to her mouth.

“Open up.”

Christina was a litte mad, but didn’t hesitate for a second.

She parted her lips and took his fingers into her mouth, her tongue swirling around them, tasting her own salty-sweet essence.

“Chuup!”

She sucked them clean, looking up at him with wide, worshipful eyes.

“Good girl,” he praised, pulling his fingers from her mouth with a wet pop.

“Now, I’ll let you finish…”

Crackle!

A faint lightning rolled between his middle and ring fingers as he directly inserted them back to Christina’s folds.

“Haaahrrghhmmnn!♡♡♡♡♡!”

A strange pleasure instantly filled her whole body as her entire body seized up, her back arching into a taut bow that lifted her shoulders completely off the mattress.

Her mouth opened in a silent, gaping scream, her eyes rolling back until only the whites were visible.

“C-Cumming! I’m cumminggg! Ahhhhhh♡♡♡!”

Her inner walls clamped down around Aestrea’s fingers like a vice, rippling and contracting in rhythmic waves as the orgasm tore through her.

A wet gush of fluid flooded his hand, coating his fingers in her sticky essence.

Squirt… spurt… drip.

The lewd sound of her release was unmistakable, a messy, wet noise that filled the air along with her high-pitched cries.

Her hips bucked uncontrollably, riding out the waves of pleasure against his hand, grinding down on his fingers as if trying to draw him deeper inside.

Aestrea didn’t stop, he kept pumping his fingers, prolonging her climax, drawing out every last drop of pleasure until she was a trembling, sobbing mess beneath him.

Squish… squish… schlick.

“Too much! Ahhh! Hahh… t-too much!” Christina gasped, her hands weakly pushing at his wrist, her body oversensitive and overwhelmed.

Slowly, the intense spasms began to subside, leaving her limp and panting on the bed.

Her chest heaved with every ragged breath, her breasts rising and falling heavily, glistening with sweat.

A wet puddle had formed beneath her hips, soaking into the sheets, a tangible proof of how hard she had cum.

Aestrea finally withdrew his fingers, the movement causing a wet shhlck sound as he pulled them from her clenching heat.

He held them up, his fingers dripping with her clear, slick fluids, looking down at her with a satisfied smile.

’…Submissive until the end. It seems that only jealousy or rejection can trigger her yandere-side. I still need to test more…’

His eyes shone darkly.

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