CHAPTER 1040: CHAPTER 159 - THE JOURNEY TOWARDS THE DWARF KINGDOM (4)

Filia kept riding me, her hips rolling with a slow, heavy rhythm that somehow made everything even more intense than when I was the one thrusting earlier. The weight of her body came down on me again and again, her pussy gripping around my cock like it didn’t want to let go, like it was trying to squeeze out every last drop from me even before I was ready to give it.

Her breath was shaky, hot, and dripping with need as she leaned forward, her palms resting lightly on my stomach while she bounced on me. Every time her hips descended, her ass jiggled slightly, her thighs trembling just a little as if she was fighting through waves of pleasure that were threatening to collapse her legs.

And goodness, the feeling—her warmth swallowing me whole, squeezing around the base, tightening every time she sank deeper—made my mind go blank in the best, absolutely fucked-up way.

"Aahh... hahh... ahh... mmmn...~"Filia’s voice kept spilling out in these messy little moans, the kind of sounds that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand straight up.

Her pussy was so damn tight that each time she reached the bottom—when her ass met my hips and our bodies hit with that soft smack—I could feel this deep, warm pressure squeezing right around the tip of my cock like she was sucking it in. And then, when she lifted her hips up again, I felt every damn ridge inside her tightening and sliding against me like her body was trying to memorize the shape of my dick.

Her pussy wasn’t just gripping me—it was clinging.

She shuddered, her hands sliding upward to my chest as she straightened her back, letting her small breasts bounce freely. Sweat glistened over her skin, her hair sticking slightly to her collarbone while she kept riding me with that steady, almost hypnotic rhythm.

"You... hahh... nghh... you feel too good... mmn... I can’t... stop...~ Master...~"

Her voice cracked around the edges, like every word she tried to speak was being dragged out of her by the pleasure shooting up her spine.

I held her thighs tightly now, guiding her hips up and down just enough to keep her pace steady. Not speeding her up, not slowing her down—just keeping her exactly where she wanted to be, because the rhythm she chose was doing things to me that made my legs tense up uncontrollably.

Her breasts fit perfectly in my hands. Every time she dropped her hips, her body shifted just enough that her chest moved against my palms, soft and warm and unbelievably tempting. I squeezed lightly, my thumbs brushing over her nipples, and the moment I did—

"Ahh—! D-Don’t... nghh... hahh... they’re... too sensitive...~!"

Her whole body jolted, her pussy tightening so suddenly around me that I sucked in air through my teeth.

"Yeah, no kidding..." I groaned. "You just fucking strangled my dick."

She gave a breathy, embarrassed laugh before another moan forced its way out of her throat.

Filia leaned back slightly again, placing her hands behind her on my thighs to steady herself as she started bouncing faster—still not rough, still not anything like the frantic thrusting earlier, but enough that her ass was visibly smacking against my hips with each downward motion.

And every time she came all the way down, we both heard that obscene, wet sound of her pussy swallowing me deep.

Schlup— shlick— ahhn— schlk—

It filled the room, mixed with her voice, mixed with the faint echoes of my own breathless groans.

I felt my abdomen tightening, the heat pooling low, that sharp sense of pressure that told me I wasn’t gonna last long if she kept this up.

Because she wasn’t going fast...She was going perfect.

The kind of pace that makes you lose your mind because it feels too damn good on every single stroke.

She must’ve noticed, because she opened her eyes—half-lidded, hazy, almost drunk from pleasure—and leaned forward until her forehead touched mine.

"You’re close... aren’t you... Master?" she whispered, her breath shaky and sweet. Her hips didn’t stop moving for even a second. "I can feel it... you’re twitching... your cock is twitching inside me... nghh...~"

I clenched my jaw.

Yeah. She was right. And she was saying it like she was proud of it.

Filia’s pussy squeezed again, another wave rolling through her as she moaned right into my ear. The warmth inside her tightened around my length so perfectly that it made my toes curl, my fingers digging slightly into her thighs.

And then—

Her hips slowed.

Not in a teasing, playful way—but in a way that said she was trying to hold herself together.

"A-Ahh— ahhh— mmn— I-I’m... nghh... I’m getting close too..."

Her voice trembled, her whole body shaking slightly as she lowered herself down onto me and stayed there, grinding instead of bouncing.

The sensation hit me like a damn shockwave.

Her grinding was messy, needy, these small, erratic circles that dragged her inner walls along every sensitive part of my cock. I felt her clit brushing against my pelvis each time she moved, and each time it did her thighs tightened around my waist, her breath hitching.

"Mmh— mmn— ahh, ahhh— I can’t— I can’t handle this—!"

Her pace kept slipping, her hips stuttering like she was fighting against her own orgasm.

And honestly? Seeing her try to hold herself back while still desperately grinding on my dick was the hottest thing I’d seen all day.

"Come here," I murmured, grabbing her hips and pulling her down harder, making her gasp loudly as I met her grind with slow, deep thrusts from below.

"Hah—! Ahhh—! W-Wait— nghh—!"

"Nope. Not waiting."

Her nails dug into my shoulders, her whole body arching as I thrust up into her again, harder this time. Then again. And again. Each time, her pussy clenched like it was trying to pull me back in the second I withdrew.

"Hahhh—! Aahh— nghh—!!"

She was breaking apart. I felt it. I saw it in the way her breath caught and her voice cracked in this high, helpless sound.

You could tell she was seconds away from losing it completely.

And honestly? So was I.

Her body trembled violently as she clung to me, her breasts pressing against my chest, her breath hot against my neck.

"Hngh—! A-Ahhh— I... I’m cumming—! I’m—"

Before she could finish—

Her whole body seized.

Filia’s climax hit her so hard her legs gave out, her hips grinding down on my cock with this frantic desperation as her pussy tightened in sharp, pulsing waves that squeezed the life out of me.

"A-Ahhhhh—!! Nnnnngh—!! Ahh—!~"

Her voice broke. Her pussy kept squeezing. Her thighs shook uncontrollably.

And the moment that tight, warm, pulsing heat wrapped around my cock—

I couldn’t hold it anymore.

Heat surged through me as I grabbed her waist and thrust up into her one last time, burying myself deep as my climax hit with a force that made my back arch off.

The pleasure spilled through me in heavy waves as I released inside her, each pulse matching the trembling of her own orgasm. Her body shook against mine, her nails scratching at my back, her breath coming in short, broken gasps as we both rode out the high together.

Her pussy milked every last drop out of me, squeezing so damn rhythmically that my legs went numb, my hips twitching involuntarily.

"Ahh... hahh... hahhh...~"

Filia finally collapsed onto my chest, completely limp, her body still trembling slightly from the aftershocks.

My hands slid slowly up her back, feeling her shiver while she buried her face against my neck.

For a moment, neither of us spoke.

Then, in a tiny, exhausted voice—

"...I think... hahh... I might’ve overdone it... I literally can’t feel my legs right now."

She gave a weak little giggle against my skin after saying that.