It’s Not Night - Chapter 163.1

Andra jerked away as the imposing presence inside her prodded here and there as if showcasing its might. The sensation of something moving inside her was bizarre, separate from the pleasure she felt, even though she wasn’t inserting something forbidden.

Yet, when he gently scraped her sensitive spot, Andra couldn’t help but move her hips in response.

“Hu-ung… Ung!”

“Name, Andra.”

“Uht, Dustin… Ah…”

Andra opened her eyes slightly and reached out her arms to Dustin, who then supported her back with one hand to lift her up. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Dustin pushed deeper, seizing her head to press their lips together.

Their kiss deepened as Dustin’s tongue explored the slightly open gap, intertwining with hers naturally. Andra swallowed the saliva, accepting Dustin’s approach. He devoured Andra’s breath in a hurried frenzy, their wet kisses echoing in the room.

“Uh, uhp, hu, no, ah…”

Andra, who was short of breath, finally pushed his chest roughly. Their lips only parting then. Dustin wiped her lips with his thumb, stealing another quick kiss. Following the sweet peck, Andra rested her head against his chest, catching her breath.

“Ha… Dustin…”

“What’s the matter?”

The light green eyes gazed down at Andra caringly. With a slightly weakened voice, she spoke, feeling the strain in her legs from being spread for so long.

“Let’s… stop, uht, it’s… too hard…”

“Tired?”

“Yes, it’s, it’s too hard, so, now… finish, ah!”

Before Andra could finish speaking, Dustin lifted her. Andra instinctively clung to his neck. She gasped for air as she felt him push deeper due to their position. To suddenly shift like this… Hu-ung! Dustin started to move her up and down, his arms between her legs.

“Hu, uht!”

The heavy pressure swiftly filled her inside, then withdrew. It sent shivers down Andra’s spine with its eerie sensation, making Andra bury her face in Dustin’s neck. Ah, stop…The depth of his thrusts left her unable to move, she felt her vision flashing.

“Hu, ah, too, ha, deep, ah, uh, aht, ahng!”

Thud, thud, the flesh pressed against her inner walls, as if crushing them. Unable to hold back, Andra released moans continuously and dug her nails into Dustin’s back. She felt her body lifted high and then plummeting down and making her burst into tears.

A strange yet familiar sensation gradually filled her. Andra gasped, tilting her head back.

“Ah!”

Her entire body trembled at the climax. Her stomach spasmed relentlessly, and her insides twitched with big contractions and relaxations. Dustin clenched his teeth to hold back his release. The soggy warmth seemed to eagerly pull him deeper. He clearly sensed her climax. As she climaxed, he laid her on the desk.

Dustin withdrew from Andra who was still trembling from her climax, and then rubbed himself against her thigh, shaking his hips before finally reaching his climax. His release spilled over her thighs, and their fluids mingled from the still-open, flushed entrance.

Ha….

A languid sigh, belonging to either one, settled lowly in the air.

After checking on the stagnant situation with the dragon, Andra headed straight to the bathroom when returning to their lodging. She was eager to wash off the sweat from their unexpected relationship outdoors.

Yet, even this moment Dustin intruded, insisting on washing her. Leading Andra once again to be shaken by his lifting and thrusting.

“Hu… Ah-huk….ah!”

Shaa, Under the shower, their bodies entangled messily. The flesh mercilessly thrust into her, her slender fingers clinging desperately to the wall. The hand that slipped down and being thrust back up made the struggling grip on the wall appear all the more pitiful.

This beast of a man, claiming to wash me! Is this what he calls washing?Andra internally seethed, trying her hardest not to collapse. Yet, as Dustin bit her neck and kneaded her breasts, she couldn’t help but shudder and let out a cry.

Soon after he pressed her against the wall, Andra fully leaned her upper body against it, standing on her tiptoes.

“Uhng…!”

As the position shifted, causing her legs to close, the pressure around the hole that engulfed the flesh intensified. Dustin moved vigorously.

The sound of wet flesh slapping echoed as he thrust deeply into the wet hole. The n*pples rubbing against the wall felt burning hot. Of course even that was stimulating. It was impossible to tell if the liquid flowing down was just the shower water, her own release, or Dustin’s seeds.

“Ah, stop, ung, huht!”

Despite her pleas, Dustin’s relentless drive brought tears to Andra’s eyes. How much longer could this go on? Memories of a night spent entirely under Dustin’s grasp surfaced, and Andra intuitively knew this wouldn’t end easily. She wished to faint, hoping to wake up with it all over.

“Haa, Dust, uh, hu, tin, s, sto, it’s, strange, ahng!”