SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God - Chapter 639

Chapter 639: So we can do more things?
Lirae’s ears were bright red as she panted and heaved, her chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. A fine sheen of sweat glistened on her skin, catching the dim light as she struggled to steady herself. Her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic rhythm that matched the dizzying spin in her head.

“My love… ” She tried to pull Damon up from the embarrassing position he was currently in, but the man showed no signs of budging.

“You are so damn tasty.” Damon tilted his head, his tongue darting out to lazily lick the juices flowing from her, his eyes dark with a predatory gleam as he watched her unravel all over again. He was savoring this, savoring her, with a shameless delight that made her burn from the inside out.

Lirae shivered and trembled as she moaned in ecstasy all over again. When she opened her eyes, she saw Damon watching her intensely, enjoying all of her expressions. She blushed, unable to meet his eyes so brazenly.

Damon chuckled at the elf and moved closer to her. “I am not done yet.” Without warning, his tongue rolled out again and started licking her ears. “Lirae, tell me… this is your most sensitive part, isn’t it?”

A sharp gasp escaped Lirae’s lips, a sound halfway between a whimper and a moan. The blush that had painted her cheeks deepened to a furious crimson, spreading down her neck.

His tongue was hot and wet against the delicate shell of her ear, each slow, deliberate lick sending a jolt of electricity straight down her spine. It was an unbearable, intoxicating sensation, and her body betrayed her completely, arching into him even as her mind screamed with embarrassment.

He chuckled again, a low, triumphant sound that vibrated through her. He nipped gently at the pointed tip of her ear before whispering again. “He He… I guessed correctly?”

Her eyes squeezed shut. It was an unfair question, a trap. To admit it would be to surrender the last shred of her composure, to give him complete power over her. But to deny it was impossible when her body was trembling with pleasure, proof enough of his claim. She could only manage a helpless, shuddering moan in response, a sound that was, in itself, an admission of defeat.

Damon did not tease her anymore. The sight of the elf writhing on the bed in pleasure made him want to do more. His hand moved with deliberate intent, grabbing the plump swell of her breast. His fingers splayed across the soft skin, his thumb brushing against the taut, pebbled nipple.

Lirae cried out, her back arching off the bed, pushing herself further into his grasp. The dual sensations of his tongue still tracing the sensitive shell of her ear and his hand possessively claiming her breast were overwhelming, a storm of pleasure that threatened to shatter her completely.

Seeing her moan, Damon grabbed the two plump breasts and squeezed them wantonly as he positioned himself right above her. He could feel her frantic heartbeat against his palm. His general was already ready for action and was very impatient. With a single, powerful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside her.

Lirae let out a loud gasp and stared at Damon in shock, her wide, elven eyes locked onto his. The sudden, unyielding intrusion had stolen the air from her lungs, leaving her breathless and stunned. Her body, which had been a vessel of pliant pleasure, was now taut as a bowstring, stretched to its limits around his thick, demanding length.

Damon savored the exquisite tightness that gripped him. He felt her shock, her sudden stillness, and it only fueled his primal hunger. He was inside her, buried deep, and the feeling was absolute. He moved slowly, giving her time to adjust first, and then went in with full force.

A raw, primal scream was torn from Lirae’s throat as a tidal wave of pleasure, so intense it bordered on agony, obliterated her senses. The shock gave way to an overwhelming, all-consuming ecstasy that short-circuited her mind. Her body, already taut, snapped.

Damon didn’t stop. He established a relentless, powerful rhythm, each forceful stroke driving her higher, stoking the fire that had just exploded within her. The elf came completely undone in a matter of seconds. Her vision whited out, her thoughts dissolving into a meaningless storm of sensation.

Damon sat up, picked up the shy elven girl, and placed her on his lap. Lirae couldn’t meet his eyes at all. She was naive and innocent, and her ears were red like a ripe tomato after everything that happened.

Damon tilted her head and kissed her gently for a while. He then let out a sigh and hugged her tightly. “I am sorry, I did not mean to go this far. I am not fully aware of the elven customs. Did we need to do some sort of ceremony before we…”

Lirae shook her head gently, clearly enjoying the closeness.

Damon grinned. “So you are fine with everything?” He probed, tracing the crimson runes on her back with his finger. She shook her head again, face still pressed into him. He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead.

“So what you are telling me is… we can do some more things?”

Lirae gasped and looked at him in shock, but she was too late. Damon kissed the elven girl yet again. His stamina was a lot higher now, and this one round was not nearly enough to satiate him.

His strong palms grabbed the round globes of her ass, and a fresh jolt of arousal shot through her. He guided her with practiced ease, lifting her slightly. She was still wet and sensitive from their previous session, and as he positioned her, she felt the hard, insistent head of his cock press against her entrance once more.

A soft, helpless whimper escaped Lirae’s lips as he lowered her, guiding her to slowly slide back onto his length. He filled her again, making her eyes roll back. The shock in her eyes melted away, replaced by a gnawing need as Damon started thrusting into her.

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