Christine gulped nervously. Edgar’s lower part, which pressed firmly against her stomach, was much longer and thicker than it looked from a distance. It was surprising that something covered in clothes could emit such viciousness and heat.
‘Is something like this coming inside of me?’
As her thoughts reached that point, Christine became frightened. All she had to do her whole life was use her beauty to get information while doing commissions for the guild, to the point that she got sick and tired of it. But now, she was about to have her first experience with a man with such a ferocious object.
In her past life, she had taken several s*x education classes against her will from the people Duff had assigned to her.
They taught her what lies to tell when sleeping with a man who had a weak body or poor stamina, and what she had to do to captivate him. For Christine, it was low-level knowledge she didn’t want to learn or use.
But no one had ever taught her about sleeping with a man with such a huge thing. She would be lucky not to scream in pain.
Edgar felt her body gradually stiffen. But he had no intention of stopping now.
“You’re trembling. Though you knew how to ask for help earlier.”
“… It’s because it’s cold.”
Christine replied, trying to calm her fears. She was sure that the rampaging mana and the pain it caused had subsided when she touched Edgar, so she couldn’t back down now.
Then, Edgar embraced her and lifted her up.
She was momentarily surprised to be suddenly lifted. Her body flinched at the hot breath that touched her chest. Edgar sucked on everything that his lips touched, like a lustful beast. The thin dress she was wearing was not a big problem for him.
While walking somewhere, Edgar buried his face in her chest and kissed and sucked wherever his lips touched over the fabric. His smooth nose moved busily over her voluptuous chest as if searching for something, then stopped as if it had found it.
He opened his mouth and filled it with her breast. Her mind seemed to melt with only that, but he even bit her n*pple and sucked on it.
“Hng!”
Christine’s chin trembled. The strange sensation, which could not be described as painful, made her body heat up.
As if he liked her reaction, Edgar bit her n*pple and repeatedly flicked it with the tip of his tongue. The tip of his tongue brushed against it, already erect from the excitement, as if to raise it even more. Every time he did that, Christine’s vision flashed.
“Ughh, ah…”
She wanted to cover her face, but she had no choice but to cling to Edgar in order not to fall.
Because she opened her legs without realizing it when Edgar suddenly hugged her, his erect p*nis rubbed against her. With every step he took, the blunt tip brushed against her underwear, pressing and rubbing her most sensitive flesh.
Her thighs tightened around his waist. The more she did so, the more Edgar’s pillar wandered beneath her, stimulating her greatly.
Christine’s vision became dizzy as the firm piece of flesh seemed to be about to pierce through her clothes. She thought that he could also feel her underwear getting wet without any hesitation.
The more agitated her voice was, the more Edgar’s breathing became heated. As if to soothe a long-lasting hunger with soft food, he enjoyed her trembling body, which had a pleasant scent, for a long time before raising his head to explore the other breast.
As he did, the saliva-soaked dress clung to her chest. The wet area became translucent, revealing her reddened, erect n*pple.
“…”
Christine’s face grew hot as her modest dress looked more promiscuous than any underwear. Blood rushed to her ears. She felt so ashamed that she couldn’t even think of concealing her expression.
Just when she thought her body couldn’t feel any more heated up than this, Edgar spoke in a hoarse voice.
“Take it out.”
“…?”
“Your breast.”
Christine wondered if she had heard wrong, but seeing the man’s eyes clouded with desire, she felt like she had heard right.
Taking out her breast… When she imagined a full-grown man biting her chest, her cheeks flared like they were about to burst.
Whether or not he knew what she was thinking, Edgar added, “Your clothes are bothersome, so take it out.”
Oh my god…
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Beast in the Woods, Deep in the Night
Romance{ +18} Christine was an elite member of a guild who had excellent commissioning skills, but she couldn't break the curse that caused abnormalities in her body. She suffered her whole life and was only exploited by the guild she worked for. She infi...
