Savage Forest - Chapter 141.1

“Ah… haht…!”

Enya’s chest arched sharply. Tarhan’s lips latched onto her breast, sucking and releasing. The strong motions made her cry out.

Her hands instinctively wrapped around Tarhan’s neck, pulling him closer. His head followed her guidance as he lavished attention around her swollen chest.

“They’ve definitely grown bigger.”

Tarhan murmured between frantic sucking.

Enya clung to him tightly, unable to open her eyes.

“It’s, it’s because of the baby…”

“I guess so.”

Tarhan replied heavily. He shifted to the other side and started sucking it.

The overwhelming sensations made Enya throw her head back. It was incomparable to just rubbing her chest on her own.

“Ah… unm…!”

Enya’s hands roamed his chest, fumbling with the fabric of his shirt. Understanding her gesture, Tarhan quickly shrugged off his top.

His broad, muscular frame was revealed, her skin was touched with a hot sensation. The heat made her feel like she was going to lose her mind.

His lips left her chest. This time, trailing a sharp bite along the curve of her neck.

Lost in the moment, Enya let her hands explore his bare body. The firm yet smooth skin beneath her fingers drives her mad.

At some point, her skirt had been pushed up. Tarhan effortlessly lifted her in his strong arms. He already knew she was wet and ready for him.

Enya was ready too and wrapped her arms around his neck. Her back pressed against the rough bark of the tree, but his large hands shielded her from the pain .

“Aht…!”

He suddenly thrust inside.

Enya cried out the voice she had been holding back. At the same time, Tarhan let out a strained groan. Her inner walls gripped him like crazy. It felt as if he could feel the movement of her walls clinging to him, and he froze momentarily, his brows furrowed.

Enya got impatient and twisted her hips. He looked alarmed and grabbed her waist.

“Hoo, are you okay? Was that too much?”

“No, no, keep going…”

Tarhan, who had paused briefly to gauge her condition, resumed moving slowly at her urging.

The pressure of his length pushing through the folds inside her made her breath hitch sharply.

As expected, the sound of her gasping made him stop again.

Enya instinctively grabbed a handful of his hair and tugged.

“Don’t, don’t stop… I told you not to stop.”

“You really…”

A deep, growling sound escaped from Tarhan’s throat. He finally gave in, his hips moving again.

Tarhan gripped Enya’s hips firmly as he drove into her. Her body jumped upward.

“Ahht! Ahh! Huhp, ung…!”

Tarhan’s hands held her firmly in place, pressing her back down. He thrust harder this time, not wanting to let her go. Wet, squelching sounds echoed between them..

Enya bit her lip, trying to stifle her cries, but it was a futile effort. The overwhelming pleasure forced her head back as her mouth fell open.

“Ah! Ahhk! Haahk…!”

Her legs instinctively spread as wide as they could go. Enya hastily wrapped them around his waist. Tarhan responded by gripping her hips more firmly and his thrusts becoming more forceful.

He continued moving tirelessly. The rhythmic slap-slap sound filled the air between them.

It wasn’t long before Enya reached her climax, her legs trembled as she collapsed against him. Tarhan’s strong arms caught her. Tarhan adjusted his position without breaking their connection. He quickly raised his chin to study her face.

Enya made soft sobs as she clung to him. Her legs were draped over his arms, swayed weakly with every thrust.

Slap. Slap. Slap.

Her soaked entrance welcomed the pillar to move in and out effortlessly. He was so hard, while she was soft and yielding. The contrasting sensation was vivid. When she felt him filling her completely, she clamped down on him again.

“Really….you’re driving me insane, why… does it feel better every time…?”

Tarhan muttered while nipping gently at her earlobe. Enya, half-lost in her haze, draped her arms around Tarhan’s neck and let him take control. Her legs swung weakly in the air a few more times before Tarhan pulled her tightly against him and stopped moving..

He exhaled a groan-like sigh and leaned back slightly against the tree with her still in his arms. She could clearly feel something hot flooding deep inside. Resting her chin against his neck, Enya let out faint breaths.

After holding that position for a while, Tarhan moved lower.

Now they were both lying beneath the tree, still connected, Tarhan repositioned Enya atop him. She rested her weight against Tarhan’s broad chest, basking in the aftermath. His hands continued to roam around her thighs and her back.

“I tried not to be rough…”

Tarhan murmured regretfully as he hugged her closer.

Enya blinked in surprise, still cradled in his arms. She didn’t understand his words. From her perspective, nothing about that felt rough.

Back in Aquilea, there had been countless times when she had been tormented in far bolder positions and a much longer time. Compared to those moments, tonight felt almost tender.

In fact, she could sense how much restraint Tarhan had done, likely because of her pregnancy, and it made her feel almost guilty.

Enya squirmed slightly atop him.

That’s when she remembered their location, they were still at the secluded bathing spot. Enya cheeks blushed .