A Butterfly Through the Mist - Chapter 42

“Ah, ah…!”

It was the moment when the man, who had been handling her softly all along, bit down on the nub.

Tilia, who had barely been holding on, fell off the cliff of pleasure. At the same time, her toes, which had been tensely curled, collapsed along with her mental state.

“Hik…!”

The problem was that her genitals were still in Ilex’s mouth.

Tilia’s clitoris, which slipped downward, touched Ilex’s lower teeth, which were biting down. The sensitive tip pressed firmly against the sharp edges.

“Huh, uh, no…”

With her most intimate area swallowed in one bite, Tilia trembled violently, as if she had been stabbed with a knife.

It felt like fireworks were exploding in her head. She felt as if she were endlessly falling, and then soaring upward.

Her head was spinning. The intense pleasure, which closely resembled pain, made Tilia desperately search for oxygen.

Her mouth hung open, gasping for air, as her head spun. At that moment, she heard a lewd noise from below.

Surprised by the belated realization of the obscene sound, she looked down.

In her shaking vision, she saw the handsome man’s face beneath her, lapping up her fluids like a dog.

The sight of his chin, completely soaked, made her face flush with embarrassment she thought she’d forgotten.

“No, I hate it… ah, ahh-!”

But her attempts to push him away only turned into moans. The once-quiet bathroom, decorated with fine artwork, was now filled with indecent sounds.

“Hik, ah… ahhh…!”

For quite a while afterward, Tilia had to twist her waist, her body wracked by terrible spasms of pleasure.

Of course, the persistent climax was prolonged by the relentless mischief of the man, who moved his tongue again whenever she started to regain some stability.

“Haa…”

As Tilia lay limp, exhausted from the ongoing climax, Ilex sighed, his voice sounding almost like a groan.

Holding her left thigh over his shoulder as she kept collapsing downward, Ilex continued to lap at her lower area, his breath hot against her skin.

As she lowered her head, she saw his large hand, soaked with white liquid, amidst her blurred vision.

The same hand, symbolic of debauchery, began to gently rub against her swollen entrance.

“Hmph.”

There was no time to even tense up. His fingers, stained white, slowly slid inside her wet and open entrance.

The thick fingers, rubbing her softly contracting inner walls, went from one to two, and then to three in no time. The opening, now akin to a broken sprinkler, swallowed the intruding fingers without hesitation.

“See, it’s taking it all so well.”

Watching the obscene sight, Ilex whispered like a child receiving a Christmas present. Despite the radiant expression on his face, his hand never stopped stroking the dark red shaft.

“I think it could even take four.”

“Just, ugh…!”

The moment he kissed her erect clitoris, praising it as if it were an obedient child.

When he tried to push in all four fingers, Tilia grimaced, her body trembling.

“Just put it in already. Haa…!”

Unfortunately, her hoarse voice, mixed with moans, wasn’t at all threatening.

But even so, Ilex paused, his displeased gaze lifting to meet hers, as though someone had spoiled his fun.

Even though she knew him well, Tilia persistently glared at the tiles in front of her as she continued.

“Enough. Just put it in.”

“No.”

He answered firmly, licking her sweat and fluids-soaked mound with a wet tongue. As her thighs tensed in response, he massaged the back of her thighs, his voice soft.

“You’re too tight; you won’t be able to handle it.”

“What do you mean I can’t handle it?”

At his seemingly affectionate words, Tilia snapped back, her irritation flaring.

“Haven’t I taken yours before?”

Truthfully, she was at her limit. There was no more denying it. Ilex Davenport was aroused by teasing his partner.

The side effects of the holy water seemed to amplify one’s sexual tendencies depending on their nature. Otherwise, perhaps he had inhaled too much of the smoke, and his mind had really lost it.

One thing was clear: Ilex Davenport was aroused by seeing women overwhelmed by unbearable pleasure.

Otherwise, there would be no explanation for his behavior of only pleasuring himself while giving her oral.

“Just stop it and put it in already.”

No, to be honest, she was lying.

Tilia simply wanted to escape this seemingly endless foreplay. She would rather he take her roughly once and then let her go.

If she continued to let his tongue work on her, she felt her mind might actually become intoxicated with pleasure.

“Just put it in and finish it. I’m tired of this.”

Trying to hide her fear, she spoke even more sharply, and Ilex’s expression slowly vanished as he looked up at her.

A heavy silence hung in the air. Half-kneeling beneath her, Ilex raised his eyebrows with an amused look.

The moment Tilia bit her lip, feeling an unknown sense of anxiety—

“…Fine.”

He chuckled darkly, pulling his fingers from her sticky interior.

Ugh. She tried to cover the empty entrance as it gaped open, feeling the void, but she saw him slowly stand up.

“Since you begged for it so much.”

Finally standing to his full height, the sense of intimidation overwhelmed her, and Tilia instinctively pressed her back flat against the tiles.

“I’ll give it to you, hmm?”

The face of Ilex, who whispered softly, looked chillingly indifferent—not at all like the man who had just been sucking on her moments before. Had it not been for the liquid wetting his jaw and face, one might believe he had just been praying.

But his half-lidded eyes told a different story. Behind those drowsy eyes, she could see a hint of beastly cruelty glinting.

“But Tilia.”

“Ugh.”

With his sticky hand, Ilex grabbed Tilia’s chin roughly as he whispered, “This time, I won’t stop, even if you cry. Understand?”

“What are you…!”

At his taunting words, Tilia’s brow furrowed.

Swoosh. Her leg was lifted into the air.

As she wobbled, her forcibly lifted leg wrapped around his thick waist.

“Ah…!”

At the same time, the already slickened thick rod began to enter her.

Its size was still shocking, but perhaps because she had done this once before, she did not feel pain despite the overwhelming stretch. Maybe it was because he had worked so thoroughly to loosen her up.

“Tilia. Ha…”

“Ngh, mm.”

As she panted, her head thrown back from the continuous intrusion, Ilex placed an elbow beside her and whispered into her ear, his breath ragged.

“I’ve been thinking for a while.”

“Wh-what…? Ugh…”

“You need to learn how to speak more prettily.”

He panted heavily, licking around her ear as his member thrust deeply inside her.

Gasp. Tilia unconsciously held her breath, gripping his shoulders.

But it wasn’t over yet. His shaft continued to force its way into her narrow passage, mercilessly advancing.

“Ah, ah, w-wait… there…”

“Even when I try to be gentle, you make it impossible.”

“No, it’s too deep… ah!”

Struggling against the overwhelming fullness, Tilia tried to lift herself, as if to escape.

No. This couldn’t be happening.

Ilex Davenport’s shaft was monstrously large, but from her past experience, it wasn’t supposed to be like this. It was huge enough to make her feel like vomiting, but it shouldn’t feel like her entire insides were being displaced.

“Take it out. I can’t—”

“I told you. Even if you cry, I won’t pull out.”

As he licked the tears welling up in her eyes, Ilex looked at her as if she were a pitiable creature.

“So, Tilia.”

Thud. The invading shaft finally reached the deepest part of her.

Just as she let out a sigh of relief, thinking it was over—

“Why do you always act so cocky? Even though you’re so damn tight.”

Boom. Grabbing her waist as she stood on tiptoe, Ilex yanked her downwards, slamming his length into her.

“—!!”

Without even a scream, Tilia’s mouth hung open, her feet trembling in mid-air.

“I warned you, didn’t I? Not to follow. That you wouldn’t be able to handle it.”

Ha. Unlike Tilia, whose entire body was flushed and trembling from the overwhelming sensation, Ilex let out a satisfied sigh, speaking in a reproachful tone.

“Even when I put in just half, you couldn’t take it and cried. What did you think you were doing?”

“N-no, don’t move… don’t… hic!”

“Why did you insist on following, only to end up like this? Hmm? Why provoke someone who was trying to hold back until it all went in?”

“Ah, hngh, ahh…!”

“This is all your doing, Tilia. So…”

Lifting her body effortlessly like a toy and then slamming her back down, Ilex grinned wickedly.

“Tonight, just stay quietly impaled. Understood?”