CHAPTER 429: SATISFYING HIS KINKS (3)***

Third Person’s POV

It begged to be filled by the hard, rigid thing that was currently roaming on its outside.

The urge for his penis to pierce her and to stretch her hot, weeping pussy wide and resolve that unbearable tension was making her frantic.

In her anxiousness, her body began to move on its own.

Her hips, which his strong hands had cradled, began to make small, circular grinds against his groin.

Suddenly, she shifted and presented her pale, round ass to him even more fully as she knelt on the bed, fully like an animal with her palms flat for support.

It was a deeply humiliating position for a noble girl like her, yet the damp heat gathering between her legs betrayed her shame as a thrilling lie.

Meanwhile, to Ethan, simply the sight of her smooth, white ass, offered in such a vulnerable state, sent a jolt of pure lust through his body.

He was wildly excited by this display of hers, where she behaved like a real slut in the throes of the desperate need he had created within her.

Contrary to Lucy’s expectations, Ethan did not immediately comply with her demands.

Instead, his hands tightened on the soft flesh of her ass, his rough fingers digging in to stop her frantic movements.

"Shhhh!" she gasped with a slight discomfort mixing with the feeling of marvel at his overwhelming strength.

And before she could protest further, Ethan resumed his torment, but this time, he was even more thorough.

The broad head of his dick, slick with his own precum and her copious juices, rubbed not only over her slick, swollen pussy lips but also along the sensitive crease of her ass above it.

He dragged his length up and traced the line of her ass crack, making her shudder, before sliding back down to press insistently against her entrance, coating her delicate skin with their mixed wetness.

"Hnnnn~! Please... just insert your thing... w-why are you... ahh... why are you doing this?" she pleaded, her words breaking into a string of moans as fresh tears of frustration welled in her eyes.

And this time, Ethan responded, his voice a low, commanding growl against her ear.

"Say it.."

"Say... say what?" she whimpered, though she had an inkling when she looked into those dark eyes of his that seemed to contain a devilish gleam in them.

"Say that you want me to fuck you," he demanded as his voice dropped to a crude, dark whisper.

"That you want me to fuck this slutty, dripping little pussy hard."

Hearing such depraved language, a deep blush stained her neck and cheeks, and she felt humiliated, though it was mixed with a strange sense of enjoyment too.

Yet, the burning itch within her pussy had scorched away the last of her shame and resistance.

She was no longer that timid girl, so turning her head to look back at him, her ocean-blue eyes glistened with unshed tears and desperate need as she whispered in a hoarse and low voice that could be barely heard,

"Please!! Fuck me..."

But Ethan had no trouble in hearing this, and he merely smirked with a pretentious tilt to his head.

"What? I didn’t hear you, miss...say it again..."

Lucy let out a frustrated humph, but Ethan chose that moment to rub his rigid length firmly over her sensitive slit roughly.

In response, the sharp, electric feeling made her cry out,

"Aah! Okay! Okay! I w-will say it..."

"This time, say it louder," he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument.

"Please!" she shouted as the words were torn from her throat,

"Fuck this slutty pussy hard!!!"

"As you wish, girl..." Ethan smiled with a lewd, victorious curve on his lips.

Finally ceasing his torment, he positioned the throbbing head of his cock at her tightly closed slit.

With a single, powerful, possessive thrust, he pierced his dick to the hilt and buried it entirely into her welcoming but impossibly warm and wet depths once more.

His action caused an almost guttural but satisfied scream to rip from his throat as her inner walls fluttered wildly around him, her own sharp cry echoing in the background.

"Aaaahhhhh~~~Yes~~Yes~~"

The room was filled with the symphony of their coupling as Lucy’s desperate moans and breathy screams melded with the brutal, rhythmic sound of Ethan’s hips meeting her flesh.

Each of his powerful, continuous thrusts sent a sharp, wet slap echoing through the air and formed a constant, lewd beat that was composed by the collision of his groin against the full, meaty curves of her white ass.

"Pah~ Pah~ Pah~"

The force was relentless as it made her entire body sway and jolt, making her massive, heavy breasts bounce in the open air as it jiggled violently with every drive, forming a mesmerizing spectacle of soft, pale flesh in motion.

She could only brace herself on her trembling palms, and her fingers clenched the tangled sheets in white-knuckled fists as her mind dissolved into a haze of pleasure.

All that was left was a stream of incoherent, needy sounds pouring from her kiss-swollen lips like a dam.

"Ohh, God~Mmmm~~Ahnnn~~Eryndor—!"

Her moans formed a broken, instinctual melody in a raw and honest expression of the overwhelming sensations that had pooled in the depths of her core.

She had simply become a vessel for the pleasure he was wringing from her body.

As she reveled in the throes of her pleasure, Ethan watched her with his crimson eyes had turned dark with hunger, and he was far from done.

His lustful gaze was fixed on the sight of her meaty, snow-white ass cheeks that were now flushed in a warm, rosy pink from the repeated impact of his muscular thighs.

They trembled in beautiful, rippling waves each time he buried himself inside her, and it was such a magnificent sight that drove his lustful desires to soar even higher.

His large, strong hands began to roam over the delicate arch of her back and slid down to roam her pretty, thin waist.