Reincarnated Into A World Of Elves As The Only Man-Chapter 125: TUNA done

Kiran lay before him, her legs spread wide, a final, unspoken invitation. Her words, soft yet firm, promised Viva, but also another round of pure, intense sensation. Eren’s eyes met hers, a silent understanding passing between them.

"Very well then," he rumbled, his voice a low, steady hum.

He moved over her, not with the frantic hunger of moments before, but with a deliberate, almost tender slowness. He lowered himself, his hard dick pressing gently against her swollen opening. He watched her face, seeing the subtle shift in her expression, a softening that hinted at deep pleasure.

He began to push, inch by agonizing inch, his dick sliding into her. This was different. This wasn’t about raw power; it was about sensation, about drawing out every single feeling. He could feel her insides, slick and hot, wrapping around him, molding to his size. He paused, letting the warmth of her envelop him completely, letting them both adjust to the deep, intimate connection.

"Ohh... Eren... yes," Kiran moaned, a drawn-out sigh of pure bliss. Her fingers, no longer gripping wildly, now rested gently on his hips, inviting him deeper.

He continued his slow, seductive rhythm. A deep, steady push, then a slow, teasing pull back, almost out, but never fully leaving her. He watched her eyes flutter, her lips part slightly, a soft moan escaping with each stroke. He was painting her body with pleasure, making every nerve ending sing.

His hands moved to her inner thighs, gently spreading her wider, opening her even more to his slow, steady penetration. He felt her wetness increase, a delicious slickness that made his movements smooth and effortless.

"Mmm... that feels... incredible," she whispered, her voice husky with rising desire. "Everywhere... you touch everywhere."

He picked up the pace just slightly, a subtle shift that made her hips instinctively rise to meet his. He pushed deeper, his dick finding the sensitive spots within her, drawing out soft gasps.

"Yes... there... oh, yes, Eren!" Her fingers tightened on his hips, pulling him closer, urging him to continue this dance of slow, building intensity.

He varied his thrusts, sometimes a deep, slow push that seemed to stretch her completely, other times a quicker, more shallow glide that teased her entrance. He rotated his hips, grinding slightly, making her muscles clench around him in response.

"Ahhh... you know... exactly... what I need," she panted, her breath coming in short bursts. The air in the room was thick with their shared heat, the scent of their bodies a sweet, musky perfume.

He leaned down, burying his face in her neck, inhaling her scent, tasting her skin. "I know exactly what you need, Kiran," he murmured against her, his voice rough with his own pleasure. "And I intend to give you every bit of it."

He continued to push and pull, his body a relentless force of pleasure. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, a beautiful song of surrender. He felt her internal muscles squeezing him, her body on the verge of another release. He drove into her, harder and faster now, pushing her over the edge.

"Oh, gods! Eren! Ahhhh! YES!" she screamed, her body convulsing, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist as she came apart around him. He felt the powerful waves of her climax, the exquisite contractions milking his dick. He groaned, close to his own breaking point, driven over the edge by her pure, unbridled pleasure. He slammed into her one last time, emptying himself deep inside her, his body shuddering with powerful spasms.

He collapsed onto her, his body heavy, both of them panting, spent. Their skin was slick with sweat, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. He buried his face in her neck, inhaling her scent, a mix of cinnamon, metal, and their shared climax. The ticking of the mechanical devices on the walls now seemed like a slow, satisfied heartbeat.

After a long moment, Eren slowly lifted his head. He looked down at Kiran, her body relaxed, her eyes half-closed in pure bliss. She reached up, her hand gently tracing the line of his jaw.

"Enjoying it, Veilwalker?" she purred, her voice low and soft, a satisfied smirk on her lips. She stretched languidly beneath him, her legs parting wider, inviting him to stay connected.

Eren smiled, a genuine, raw smile that reached his eyes. "Very," he confirmed, his voice rough with contentment. He felt the familiar thrill of her promise. Viva. He was closer than ever to finding viva.

He rolled off her slowly, moving to lie beside her, their bodies still touching. Kiran shifted, turning to face him, her eyes now fully open, gleaming with triumph and a subtle amusement. She reached out, running a finger over his chest.

"I love this bargain we had, Veilwalker," she whispered, her voice like silk. She then moved, rolling onto her back, spreading her legs wide, presenting herself to him one last time. Her pussy, swollen and glistening, showed the storm they had just endured.

He moved between her legs, settling himself above her. This time, he didn’t need to force it. She was utterly open, her body ready. He pushed in slowly, feeling the deep, satisfying slide.

"Mmm," she hummed, a soft, contented sound.

He began to move, a slow, sensual grind, then picked up the pace, his hips pumping into her with steady power. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

THWACK! THWACK! SLAP!

Her legs rose, hooking over his shoulders, pulling him even deeper. Her moans were softer now, less frantic, more like waves of building bliss. He leaned down, catching her lips in a kiss, deepening the connection. He felt her body quiver, her internal muscles tightening around him.

He quickened his pace, driving into her with a furious energy. Her moans became pleas, her hips bucking up to meet his every thrust. He felt the edge, the pure, raw pleasure building in his own body, mirroring hers.

"Ahhhh! Oh, gods! YES!" she screamed, her body convulsing, her legs locking around him as she shattered around his dick. He felt the powerful waves of her climax, the exquisite contractions milking his dick. He groaned, feeling his own release surge through him, hot and powerful, emptying himself deep inside her.

He collapsed onto her, his body heavy, both of them panting, spent. Their skin was slick with sweat, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. He buried his face in her neck, inhaling her scent, a mix of cinnamon, metal, and their shared climax. The room was silent now, save for their heavy breaths.

After a long moment, Eren lifted his head, his own pleasure still vibrating through him. He looked down at Kiran, her eyes hazy, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her pleasure. A slow, tired smile touched her lips.

He pulled out of her, the soft SQUELCH a final sound of their coupling. He rolled to the side, but kept his hand on her thigh, their skin still touching. Kiran lay there, utterly spent, a picture of raw, sated beauty.

She took a deep, shaky breath, her eyes finding his. A small, knowing smile played on her lips.

"I guess I fulfilled your promise," Eren said, his voice husky, a note of triumph in it.

Kiran’s smile widened, a deep, satisfied glint in her mismatched eyes. "Very well then. Let’s meet your friend."