Reincarnated Into A World Of Elves As The Only Man-Chapter 168: Desire

Yuki’s heavy-lidded eyes, still dazed from her recent climax, sharpened as they met Eren’s. She understood the implicit command, the demand to revitalize him, to bring him back to full, rigid power. A slow, knowing smile touched her lips, a silent acknowledgment of the task.

She knelt before him, her body still glistening with sweat and the residue of their passion. Her dark eyes, unwavering, fixed on his dick, which, though still firm, had softened slightly after his last climax. She reached out, her fingers, cool and slender, gently encircling the base of his shaft. Her touch was light, almost tender, yet incredibly deliberate.

Then, slowly, deliberately, she lowered her head. Her lips, soft and slightly parted, brushed against the sensitive tip of his dick. She didn’t take him in immediately. Instead, her tongue, warm and agile, flicked out, tracing the swollen rim of his head, a teasing stroke that sent shivers through his entire body. He felt the renewed surge of blood, the reawakening of his desire.

"Mmm... ohh..." Eren groaned, a low, shaky sound that vibrated from deep in his chest.

She continued, her tongue swirling around the very tip, painting him with her saliva. Her eyes, dark and mesmerizing, never left his, creating an intense, unspoken connection between them. It was as if she was absorbing his every reaction, reveling in the subtle tremors that went through him.

She opened her mouth wider, just slightly, and took the very tip of his dick inside. She sucked lightly, a soft, teasing pull that made him arch his back. He felt the wet warmth, the gentle suction, pulling him in only to release him slightly, keeping him on edge. Her tongue darted, licked, and swirled, making him feel every inch of her soft, wet mouth.

"Ahhh... Yuki... you’re so good," he gasped, his hands finding her soft, dark hair, gripping it gently, letting her guide the experience.

She continued to tease him, drawing him in only to release him slightly, maintaining eye contact the entire time. She coated his entire dick with her spit, making it slick and shiny, ready for whatever came next. Then, slowly, incredibly slowly, she began to take him in, never breaking her intense gaze.

He felt the hot, wet velvet of her mouth closing around his shaft, inch by agonizing inch. Her lips were soft, her cheeks sucking gently, pulling him deeper. He felt the warmth spreading through him, a delicious fire. She took him further and further, swallowing him whole, until his balls brushed against her chin. He was completely buried in her mouth, a perfect fit, the sensation amplified by her unyielding stare.

She didn’t move fast. Her pace was languid, sensual, each suck long and drawn out. Her lips worked him with a soft, persistent pressure, drawing him in, then releasing him slowly, only to draw him in again. Her tongue painted his shaft, slicking him with her saliva, making every movement smoother, more intense. He could feel the soft texture of her tongue, tracing patterns over his skin, teasing, arousing him further.

"Oh, God, Yuki... so deep..." he groaned, his head falling back slightly as he savored the profound sensation.

She continued her slow, deliberate pace. Her mouth was a perfect rhythm, deep pulls that took his breath away, followed by slow slides out. He felt her tongue swirling, licking, and her lips creating a strong suction that made his dick swell even more. Her free hand, which had been resting on his thigh, now moved to cup his balls, gently lifting them, her thumb circling the sensitive skin. The combined sensation of her mouth on his dick and her hand on his balls was almost too much.

Eren was completely lost in the sensation, his eyes locked with hers, unable to look away. Her technique was pure art, making him feel every single movement, every lick, every suck. He could hear her soft hums, the wet sounds of her mouth on his skin, mixing with his own deep moans. She varied the pressure, sometimes soft and light, sometimes deeper and more demanding, pushing him closer to the edge without ever quite letting him go. He felt his body clench, already anticipating his next release.

She was taking her time, making him wait, building the pressure inside him to an unbearable level. He gripped her hair tighter, his fingers twisting in the silken strands, silently urging her on. He felt his dick harden further, straining against the confines of her mouth.

"Ahhh... don’t stop... please..." he pleaded, his voice ragged, utterly consumed by her.

Yuki’s eyes, dark and triumphant, seemed to burn into his. A slow, seductive smile spread across her face, a silent acknowledgment of his submission. She increased the suction slightly, her cheeks hollowing, pulling him even deeper into her mouth. She continued her slow, powerful rhythm, milking him with every stroke, drawing out long, drawn-out moans from him.

He could feel the familiar tension building in his core, the desperate need for release. She was pushing him, pushing him, until his body began to tremble under the intensity of her ministrations. He arched his back slightly, pressing himself further into her mouth.

She continued, relentlessly, her eyes never leaving his. She wanted him to see, to feel, to know that she was in absolute control. Every sensation was magnified by her piercing gaze, making his pleasure almost unbearable. He was a slave to her mouth, to her hands, to her will.

Finally, after a long, drawn-out period that seemed to stretch time itself, she slowly pulled away. His dick, thick and hard, glistened wetly, streaked with her saliva. He breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling, his body still humming with the profound pleasure she had given him.

Yuki looked at his fully engorged dick, then her gaze traveled lower, to his heavy, pulsing balls. A new hunger ignited in her dark eyes. She leaned in closer, her lips parted slightly, her tongue just visible. She was about to use her mouth on his balls.

"Now," she whispered, her voice a low, seductive hum, her eyes dropping to his throbbing head. Her lips parted slightly, revealing the tip of her tongue, wet and glistening. She was about to use her mouth.

Yuki’s eyes, dark and insatiable, dropped from Eren’s hard dick to his heavy, pulsing balls. A new hunger ignited within them. She leaned in closer, her lips parting slightly, her tongue just visible. Eren’s breath hitched, a low groan escaping him as he anticipated her next move.

She lowered her head, her lips gently brushing against his scrotal sac. Her tongue, warm and wet, flicked out, tracing the sensitive skin, sending shivers through him. He felt the soft, pulling suction as she took one of his balls into her mouth.

"Ohh... mmph..." Eren moaned, a deep, guttural sound that he couldn’t hold back. His hands instinctively found her dark hair, gripping it, not pulling, but holding on, giving himself over to her.

She began to suck, slowly, deliberately, drawing on his testicle with a gentle, insistent pull. Her tongue swirled around it, coating it with her saliva, teasing every nerve ending. He felt the profound sensation, the delicate skin stretching and tightening under her mouth. He could feel his dick twitching above, still rock hard, demanding her attention.

"You taste... so potent, Veilwalker," she purred, her voice a low, seductive whisper, muffled by his ball in her mouth. Her words resonated through him, drawing him deeper into the pleasure.

She alternated between his balls, sucking one deeply, then moving to the other, giving each equal, exquisite attention. Her lips were soft, yet firm, creating a perfect vacuum around them. He felt the gentle tug, the deep ache building in his groin as she continued her hypnotic work.

"Ahhh... Yuki... so good..." he gasped, his fingers tightening in her hair as pleasure ripped through him.

She continued her slow, deliberate rhythm. Her mouth was a sensual dance, pulling, licking, teasing, never rushing, prolonging every sensation. Her free hand reached down, finding his ass, her fingers gently cupping his cheeks, then sliding to the sensitive skin between them, teasing his perineum with a light touch. The combination of sensations was overwhelming, pushing him closer to the brink.

He could feel himself swelling even larger, throbbing under her skilled attention. The deep ache in his balls grew into a heavy fullness that spread through his entire body. He moaned louder, less a plea and more a desperate sound of pure, unadulterated pleasure.

"Don’t stop... never stop... ohh, Eren... you’re so good!" she pleaded, her voice tearing with pleasure. She pressed her face harder into his groin, as if trying to absorb every last drop of sensation.

She increased the intensity, sucking harder, drawing deep on his balls, while her fingers continued their delicate, maddening work on his perineum. He felt the muscles clench, his body beginning to seize with building tension. She pushed him further, determined to make him shatter.

"I’m... I’m going to... Oh, God! AHHHHH!" he roared, his body convulsing as his climax hit. He emptied himself into her mouth, a powerful gush that seemed to go on forever. She swallowed every drop, her throat working, never breaking contact until he was completely spent, shaking with the aftershocks.

She stayed there for a moment, letting him recover, letting him feel the last tremors fade. Then, slowly, she pulled her mouth away. Her lips glistened, a faint smear of his come on her chin. She looked up at him, her dark eyes filled with deep satisfaction.

Eren breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling, his body still humming. He reached out, his hand finding her head. He gently pushed her back, encouraging her to rise. He then looked down at his dick, still full but now completely softened after his intense release.

"Lay down," he instructed, his voice rough but clear.

Yuki, without a word, slowly lowered herself onto the cool marble floor, lying on her back. Her pussy, red and swollen, glistening wetly, was exposed. Eren moved over her, his eyes fixed on her. He lowered himself, positioning his hand over the entrance of her pussy, his fingers poised just above her sensitive folds.

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