Reincarnated as the Only Human-Chapter 914: What A Night (2)

Aethisia PoV

For a long time there it was only my gasps, groans and grunts that were filling the air, the pleasure of being balls deep inside this gorgeous Bearkin that was subtly chiseled and ripe with power making me feel intoxicated in ways that liquor could never manage.

There were the occasional sounds that escaped her kissable lips, but they weren't as common as I would have loved, this Bearkin stubbornly staring at me and making this more of a challenge for control then something intimate.

And yet that fit this so well, even if I was in the process of getting my dick wet with some of the best pussy I had ever been allowed to fuck that was outside of the family; Gertrude was also clearly feeling this too since her pussy was drenched, making it easy for me to slide in and out of her as I sought even more pleasure.

This was a contest of control between the two of us, and the moment one of us gave the other a little bit of rope we instantly were trying to use it to bind or strangle the other; she caught me off guard when my strokes faltered, the Bearkin clamping down when I tried to go deeper to compensate and forcing me to remain deep inside her as she clenched her insides like a guillotine.

It was already quite bad since everything this Bearkin did and everything she just was made me aroused, and my orgasm was building steadily with even something as simple as staring into her serious brown eyes as she treated this like some kind of exchange instead of intimacy.

This was just so different from what I was used to whenever I had sex, causing this time to be so much better than I was expecting as I kept moving as much as I could, chasing that ecstatic explosion of pleasure that was swelling up within my balls.

My breath hitched a little as I decided that I wanted to feel all of her for a longer amount of time, so I draped myself on her and began to kiss her neck as I focused on wiggling my hips instead of slamming them down into hers like a hammer on an anvil.

During that time she let out a soft groan before grabbing the back of my head, pulling me deeper into her neck and baring it to me as she whispered "You're far more tolerable when you're kept quiet..."

The mixture of insults and her gentle touch was enough to set me aflame, and while she had just told me I should remain quiet I couldn't help myself as I stopped marking her neck and instead whispered "I'm gonna cum, Gertrude..."

To say I was surprised to find myself tossed aside like a sack of potatoes would be an understatement, the euphoria that had begun to pool up within my balls was forced to settle, igniting me with irritation and anger in equal measure, though I knew I was just being selfish even as my cock throbbed painfully.

"Now why should you cum before I do?"

Gertrude's low tone sent a shiver down my spine, but that just made my cock stand even taller as I got painfully erect, which seemed to be her intention as she slid onto my lap and looked down at me neutrally, her eyes flashing with something while her hands rode up my body appreciatively.

She wasn't good at communicating her feelings using her face, but I could feel them as she massaged my abs before running her hands up towards my breasts, the softer flesh inviting her to be a little rougher as she drew a moan from me, this experience getting even better with her getting more bold.

"You're only going to cum when I do... otherwise, what use is a stud?"

I tried to reach for her hips, to guide her onto my cock as a form of retaliation, but the moment she felt that she grabbed my wrists and pinned them to my stomach, showing a little of her strength and making me realize that we were closer to being equals then I had thought.

Rubbing her soaked cunt against my cock, Gertrude teased me a little before sliding herself over towards my stomach, where my hands were pinned; with a soft growl she had me extend my fingers for her to ride, pleasuring herself using me as she pleased.

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Looking up at her as she made use of my fingers instead of my cock, I was treated to the sight of her breasts swaying while her skin glistened in the moonlight, the Bearkin looking more beautiful then ever as she engaged in something intriguing with me.

Giving me a new sort of pleasure as she caressed my cheek and gyrated her hips around on my fingers, all the way until she let out a content sigh as her pussy convulsed and her juices seeped out onto my stomach, adding to the heat that was diffusing throughout my body.

The moment that sigh came out I found myself expecting - yearning - for the return to her pussy, thinking now that she had cum I was due for my own ejaculation, to be able to cum deep inside of her - with my sperm getting caught in the sheath - and end this first round wonderfully, and yet...

Slowly rising off of my fingers, Gertrude dripped her juices onto my body and gave me a small smile that caused lust and 'dread' to set into my mind, only for me to find myself smothered beneath her firm ass as she sat on my face, pressing her soaked labia against my lips and forcing me to pleasure her even more.

After a moment she spun around and draped herself atop me as she leaned down and swallowed my cock once more, sheath and all as she got me to the edge yet again, not caring that her own juices soaked the sheath through and through.

When I started cumming she just kept sucking, and while all of my sperm was caught by the sheath I was just feeling far too good to give a damn, even if I didn't like not having my cum painting her tongue white.