Chapter 273: Flames of Jealousy [R-18] [100 PS Bonus - (1)]

Chapter 273: Flames of Jealousy [R-18] [100 PS Bonus Chapter (1)]

Despite having the ability to overpower and dominate him, Thyra remained docile and didn’t resist Leon. This was something she had learned from her mother.

’Let the men build their confidence first, then crush it.’

She didn’t think she’d be making use of this advice several decades later, though.

Unaware of her thoughts, Leon shifted to her other ear, nibbling on the earlobe as she twisted and turned beneath him.

After almost a minute, he pulled away and looked into her eyes. "You can dissolve your clothes, right?"

Thyra nodded meekly. "Should I?"

"No, don’t do it." He stopped her. "Let me do it myself."

He released her hands, then tugged at the collar of her off-shoulder gown. He helped her remove her hands from the sleeves, then gently pulled it down to her waist.

His eyes widened.

Pale and spotless without blemishes, Thyra’s full breasts spilled out of the gown and stood proudly like two mountains with dark pink peaks.

"No bra?" He asked involuntarily.

Seeing the stunned look on his face, Thyra smiled. "Those are only for sagging breasts."

Leon nodded as that was the only explanation that made sense to him. He felt blood rush to his brain and his groin, screaming at him to dive in and eat hungrily like a starved hyena seeing a freshly killed buffalo.

’No, not yet.’

He controlled himself, reining in his urges. Tearing his gaze from those tempting curves, he locked eyes with her and leaned towards her.

Their lips met again—wet, and sultry. It wasn’t like their first kiss, which was awkward, and it wasn’t as violent as their second kiss. Instead, it was slow and passionate, full of emotions.

Leon’s fingers brushed against her cheeks, and after a minute, he pulled away. Her tongue brushed his lips as they parted, reluctant to be separated from its new friend a third time in a few minutes.

Leon leaned down and planted soft kisses on Thyra’s neck. He moved slowly, and with care. It felt like he was worshipping her body with affection.

Something in Thyra’s heart stirred, and she sighed in comfort.

Leon slowly descended from her neck, planting a kiss on her collarbone. He finally moved to her breasts, planting soft kisses on them despite feeling the overwhelming urge to do something else.

Thyra shifted and turned as she felt increasingly sensitive by the small kisses. It began to feel frustrating, as it was obvious that he was teasing her.

"Leon," She spoke in a soft voice. "Don’t do that..."

He glanced at her, seeing the rosy expression on her face and the clouded look in her eyes.

He nodded in understanding, then finally shifted his attention to her stiff nipples. His lips closed around one, and his tongue pressed against the tip.

"Gasp~!"

Thyra’s back arched as she released a sharp gasp. Her body trembled and slowly fell back to the bed, but Leon wasn’t done.

His teeth grazed the nipple gently, and he began to swirl his tongue around it. Thyra shifted in discomfort, a tingling sensation originating from her sensitive peak.

Leon was a fair person so he didn’t abandon her other peak. His hand landed on the breast, moulding it beneath his fingers.

’Damn...’

He paused, feeling his restraint against the lustful demon in him waver. Hardening his heart, he fought back against the urges and continued playing with the other breast. Occasionally, his fingers would brush against her nipple, sending a sharp jolt through her.

It was a stark contrast to the other nipple that was getting a steady stream of pleasure, and that contrast made it even more difficult for her to suppress her voice.

"L-Leon~"

The young man felt his ear ring at the sound of his name being called in such an intimate manner. He continued sucking on one nipple and caught the other between his fingers, squashing it with restrained gentleness.

Soon, something happened that caught him off guard.

Thyra suddenly stiffened, and before he could ask what was wrong, a hot stream of creamy nectar poured into his mouth. He drank it before he even realized what it was.

’Milk? She’s lactating?’

He raised his head and looked at her in disbelief. That wasn’t normal by human standards...

’Ah, perks of a succubus, I see.’

He nodded and dove back in, even more eager to have a taste. Unlike a mother’s milk, it was sweet and tasty, filling him with the desire to have more. Sadly, it didn’t come again after that.

’Looks like it’s a mini-orgasm. I see.’

He noted that too, then pulled away from her breasts.

Thyra was panting heavily, looking at him with a dazed expression. His heart fluttered with pride and affection, and he gently brushed her cheek.

"You’re mine," He said again.

He pulled down the gown from her waist, completely disrobing her and leaving her naked.

Thyra instinctively covered her nether region, but he caught her hand and pulled it away.

"Now, now... don’t be shy," He coaxed softly.

His gaze slid down her abdomen, and he paused. There was no hair in sight, proving that she had taken proper care of herself.

Leon smiled, then grabbed her knees. He gently pulled them up and helped spread her legs, revealing her wet cave in its full glory.

’So neat... it looks like sandwich.’

Chuckling to his own thoughts, he leaned down and planted a kiss on her belly. Thyra shivered and gasped lightly.

He pretended not to notice and moved to her legs. Holding the fleshy thighs in his hands, he planted soft kisses on the inner side, causing her to shiver occasionally.

Barely struggling to hold back himself and tempted by the seductive allure of her folds, he dove in and gave it a sharp lick.

"Ahng~!"

Thyra’s back arched again, and her voice came out unrestrained. Leon was immediately worried about her being heard, but then remembered that her voice couldn’t be heard by anyone except him.

’Good.’

He targeted the folds, giving it a slow, agonizing lick.

"L-Leon, angh~!"

Thyra reached out and grabbed his head, pushing him against herself as her hips arched to meet him. Her restraints were slowly coming loose.

He also didn’t try teasing her anymore. Pressing his lips against her cave, he pushed his tongue inside, then swirled it around her inner walls.

"Nngh~! T-There~!"

She reacted, pushing him deeper as her thighs trapped his head between them.

Leon didn’t mind the pressure at all as he let his tongue do its work. He began slowly, then quickened his pace. Thyra’s body continued to tremble, and her grip on his hair tightened.

"Ugh... Leon, you... you’re making me... angh~!"

Her hips trembled as his teeth grazed her swollen bud, and in just a few minutes, she could already sense her defenses crumbling.

"Ahn~? Why so soon? I... I’m good to—" She didn’t get to complete the statement. "Ahhnnnggghh~!"

With her high-pitched moan, the dam shattered.