Rise of the Lustful Evil Monarch (Re) - Chapter 421

421: Prelude To Deflowering (2)** 421: Prelude To Deflowering (2)** Third Person’s POV His other hand moved to knead and fondle her breast with renewed vigor, and his thumb circled her stiff pink nipple while he began to move his waist in his sitting position.

This new, rocking motion caused his penis to rub up and down her soaked slit with a new position of intimacy, causing a wet, soft sound of their bodies meeting to fill the air.

The sound of his hard cock rubbing her hairy pussy was especially lewd as a sticky noise like two slick leaves being rubbed relentlessly together constantly sounded in their ears.

With every rock of his hips, drops of his salty precum leaked from his tip and further coated her glistening pussy lips and tangled in the fine, tawny hair of her pubes, making the scene lewd to the extreme.

As for why Ethan was doing this, it was to prepare her virgin pussy for the inevitable fucking and also enjoy this lewd sensation that made his mouth dry and his dick hurt while for Lucy on the other hand, this triple assault of his deep, passionate kiss, the expert fondling of her breasts, and the relentless, grinding friction of his manly part against her sensitive flower was too much.

It was so stimulating that it caused her to completely lose her mind, leaving her to mewl and moan helplessly into his mouth, as she could only respond passively to his overwhelming ministrations.

“Nngh… Aaah…Aah…!”  Her body, however, began to move on its own instinct as she instinctively cooperated with his energetic movements.

Her full, snow-white hips began to meet his shallow thrusts with small, hesitant rocks of their own, which soon grew more confident.

The soft, wet slaps of her flesh against his muscular thighs began to echo in the room and formed a constant, rhythmic, and deeply lustful melody that sent fresh waves of shyness and embarrassment through her.

Hearing that lewd, skin-on-skin sound, the demon girl flushed a deep crimson, and she instinctively knew that what she was doing with this handsome man was deeply shameful and wanton, yet she couldn’t bring herself to stop.

To anchor herself against the rising, spine-tingling sensations that threatened to shatter her, she crossed her pale, slender arms tightly around his neck and clung to him as if he were the only solid thing in a spinning world.

Ethan held her back just as tightly and pressed her soft, pliant body flush against the hard wall of his chest.

In this sudden, intimate closeness, her soft breasts were deformed against the hard plane of his chest, and their hips were joined so tightly that the thick ridge of his penis pressed directly against the clenched entrance of her pink slit, pushing insistently against her virgin barrier without breaching it.

The pressure of their genitals connecting so close made her tremble violently from head to toe, while a sharp, keening whine caught in her throat.

“Hiiii…!” After a few more moments of mad, desperate kissing, where strings of saliva dripped from their chins and their sweat-slicked bodies slid together, they finally broke apart, leaving her gasping and panting madly for air, though this time she had no space to shake her lewd and large breasts along with her heaving breaths.

But Ethan was far from finished as he began to trail wet, open-mouthed kisses away from her lips while tasting the salty tears on her cheeks and licking the stray saliva from her chin before he continued to plant a trail of small, loving kisses and occasional flicking licks down the elegant, snow-white column of her neck.

His hands, meanwhile, moved from her slim back to settle on the wide, curving expanse of her hips.

He started to squeeze and knead the soft, plump flesh of her hips in his large palms, and his fingers dug in as he began to move his waist again, this time with a deeper, more purposeful rhythm now that they were no longer pressed quite so tightly together.

Finally, after another half-minute of those intoxicating, breath-stealing kisses, Ethan’s strong hands seized her waist and lifted her into the air as if she weighed nothing.

The sudden motion of his hands caused a perfectly girlish, high-pitched squeal to tear from her throat.

“Kyaaa~!” The sound was a fluttery melody that pleased and amused Ethan.

It echoed her surprise and the dizzying thrill this young girl was feeling for the first time in her life at the literal happening of being manhandled.

Her heart hammered against her ribs like a frantic bird in a cage of bone and just as she thought that he would lower her onto the soft expanse of the bed, he instead set her down gently and made her stand on her trembling, unsteady legs while he rose to his full height before her, forming a tower of masculine intent that she felt as she looked up to him.

His gaze was dark and utterly dominant as it pinned her in place.

He took a slow, deliberate step forward and forced her to take a stumbling step back and another until the burning, sweat-slicked skin of her back met the unyielding, shockingly cold surface of the room’s black stone wall.

A violent shiver wracked her frame at the contrast, as the scorching heat of her back pressed against the chill of the wall, causing a broken gasp to escape her mouth, “Aah…!” But Ethan was far from done as his hand slid down from her waist to the curve of her hip, and further downwards until his palm was searing as it caressed the inside of her left thigh in a slow stroke that made her muscles quiver.

But before her hazy mind could even process his intention, his grip tightened and he lifted her thigh high into the air, hooking her knee over his arm.

The movement was shockingly intimate as it exposed her wet pussy completely in the air.

“E-Ethan!” she gasped, as her balance faltered.

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