Cocoon (Lily ABO) - Chapter 25
So hot.
Her nipples were being suckled forcefully by Ling Yu. Han Jingman’s delicate body trembled as she arched to meet the final, powerful thrust. Ultimately, the entire entrance of her pussy was wedged tight by the cock. Her pussy crashed hard against Ling Yu’s jutting pubic bone; the intensity was overwhelming. With a low moan escaping her throat, Han Jingman clung to Ling Yu’s bare back, her mind a chaotic blur, tears forced out by the sheer overstimulation.
Ling Yu wished she could use her cock to crush the depths of Han Jingman’s pussy, piercing through the cervix to draw out every drop of fluids at once. Her legs tensed, clamping down on the woman’s smooth thighs. Pressing against the tender body, she thrust her cock with localized force, injecting every last drop of thick, cloudy semen.
Driven by biological instinct, Han Jingman’s cervix opened slightly as the cock “knotted” inside. Ling Yu’s cock seized the chance to ram into the opening, crowding inside frantically. Having been fucked so ruthlessly, Han Jingman’s breathing and the rapid rise and fall of her belly became a ragged mess.
Finally, when the last drop of semen was spent, Ling Yu collapsed limply onto Han Jingma’s snowy body. With their skin pressed together, they held each other, gasping for air while riding out the afterglow of the climax. The tender flesh of Han Jingman’s pussy was currently flushed and convulsing, still doing its best to shiver and gently suckle the cock left exposed outside.
Ling Yu released the bud she had suckled until it was red and swollen. She propped herself up, struggling to climb off Han Jingman, pulling the cock-which was being bitten tight by the flesh-out of the vagina inch by inch. The thirsty vagina continued to pulse and nip rhythmically until, with a “pop,” the cock broke free, the swollen crown still bearing traces of unspent white fluid.
Han Jingman let out a soft groan and raised an arm to cover her eyes. Her full breasts heaved violently with her ragged breathing, and her legs slid weakly onto the sheets. She was so tired.
Ling Yu stared unblinkingly at the pink entrance as it wept nectar, the slippery fluid shimmering with a lustrous glow, while the semen she had injected came trickling out. Ling Yu licked her lips, glanced at her own cock-wrapped in a layer of glistening liquid and already slowly becoming erect again-and suddenly grabbed Han Jingman’s calves, dragging her back down.
“Ah-! Mmh…”
Accompanied by Han Jingman’s soft, startled cry, that thick, long, hard cock once again fucked the delicate vagina.
Ling Yu pried open the core of Han Jingman’s thighs, hoisting one leg to rest on her own shoulder as the cock below lunged fiercely into the hole. Han Jingman, whose consciousness was still floating in the clouds, felt her body brutally pierced once more. Her unfocused eyes could barely find a center; she struggled to reach out and grab something. Ling Yu seized Han Jingman’s smooth forearms and yanked her upright.
“Mm-ah… mm…”
Lifted off the soft mattress, she suddenly felt a sense of semi-weightlessness. Her full breasts trembled in the air while her most fragile, tender spot was subjected to the back-and-forth intrusion of something as hard as an iron pestle. Han Jingman closed her eyes and let Ling Yu bully her, tears streaming from the corners of her flushed eyes.
Feeling the cock about to knot again, Ling Yu pulled Han Jingman’s supple body into her arms, her hips never stopping their rhythmic thrusts. The thick, crimson cock ravaged the tender flesh with a menacing intensity. Ling Yu’s movements grew faster and faster-
“Wuu-ah!”
The burning semen sprayed out once more, leaving its mark on every inch of the smooth vagina.
Finally satisfied.
Ling Yu tenderly kissed away the tears at the corners of Han Jingman’s eyes, intimately licking her bright red lips. Being sniffed and kissed all over her face by this person-who acted like a small, love-starved beast-made Han Jingman feel ticklish; no matter how weak she was, she wanted to push her away.
Han Jingman pressed her hands against Ling Yu’s shoulders to stop the wet kisses. But with the slightest movement, her twitching vagina instinctively tightened, causing the restless cock to pulse inside her. Han Jingman grew afraid; the feeling of being filled and swollen below made her not dare to move, so she could only close her eyes and let the other play with her.
Ling Yu kissed her again and again, greedily suckling Han Jingman’s snowy breasts, before finally noticing with a pang of regret that she had been too forceful-red finger marks were imprinted on Han Jingman’s waist.
She gently laid the beauty back on the mattress. As their bodies separated slightly, the cock tugged at the flesh of the hole, eliciting another delicate cry from Han Jingman.
“You’re too tight… relax and let me out…”
Ling Yu’s fingertips ground against the swollen pearl, tracing and circling through the damp pussy. Ashamed and indignant, Han Jingman refused to open her eyes, her body trembling as she slightly parted her thighs.
Seeing this ravaged, helpless state, Ling Yu felt a sudden surge of “wickedness.” She stopped pulling the cock out and instead thrust back in to the very hilt. As Han Jingman’s eyes flew open in a startled gasp, Ling Yu kept the cock inside and gave several rapid, powerful thrusts before finally withdrawing with a sense of immense satisfaction.
In an instant, the semen and fluids that had been blocked in the little hole surged out. A massive amount of white fluid flowed from between Han Jingman’s legs, completely drenching the patch of sheet beneath her.
Han Jingman’s fair, flawless body was covered in the fluids Ling Yu had released. Seeing such a lewd picture, Ling Yu’s “wicked root,” which had just had its fill, showed signs of rising again. Han Jingman was terrified. Completely suppressed by pheromones, she had almost no strength to resist; she could only plead with wet eyes and a soft voice:
“I’m so tired… let me rest a bit, please…”
No.
Ling Yu narrowed her eyes, surveying the beauty laid out before her. she was still thirsty, her body felt like it would split from the heat. she wished she could crawl back on top and fucked her again until she broke. She leaned down and embraced Han Jingman, drawing a startled sob from her.
“No more… please…”
Han Jingman pushed at her in fear, but Ling Yu only gathered her by the waist, hoisted her up, and carried her bridal-style into the bathroom.
Having vented twice, she now fully understood the wonders of an Omega’s hole. The Alpha’s possessive streak in Ling Yu’s blood began to stir. She placed Han Jingman in the bathtub; while the water ran, she gently stroked Han Jingman’s beautiful face.
Her eyes full of satiation, Ling Yu toyed with the other woman’s delicate earlobe, but her gaze was sharp as it fixed on the gland at the back of Han Jingman’s neck. Right here. If I just bite down, Han Jingman will belong to me alone forever.
Her fingertips slid near the gland. Ling Yu stared at the slightly swollen spot with a complex gaze. Then, she leaned in, her nose brushing against it to catch a scent. Her voice was raspy: “You smell so good…” Delicious enough to swallow whole.
Unaware of what Ling Yu was thinking, Han Jingman merely shifted her body slightly. Ling Yu’s hardness was pressing against her sacrum again. Feeling the warm water wash over her skin, the exhausted woman closed her eyes and mumbled, “Xiao Yu smells good, too.”
Ling Yu suddenly tightened her grip on Han Jingman’s slender waist with a forceful, almost feral intensity, and darted her tongue out to lick the gland that was faintly releasing the scent of red wine. Han Jingman felt a chill on the back of her neck and suddenly realized she was lying in the arms of an Alpha in heat. What Ling Yu intended to do became instantly clear to her.
Ling Yu’s provocative gesture made Han Jingman’s spine straighten. No longer soft and dazed with lust, Han Jingman knew that if the agitated Ling Yu wanted to mark her now, she would be powerless to stop it. Thus, she leaned her bare back against Ling Yu’s chest and asked in a voice that was clear and cold:
“Do you want to mark me?”
Ling Yu opened her mouth, her teeth lightly nipping at the gland, letting out a muffled “mhm.”
“If you mark me now, I will never forgive you in this life.” Han Jingman remained as poised and calm as ever.
A flicker of hesitation crossed Ling Yu’s eyes. Her lashes lowered as she licked the enticing gland once more, then finally pulled her lips away. In the end, it was only a probe; she didn’t truly bite down.
Her heart finally settled, and Han Jingman’s tensed body went limp as she was pulled back into Ling Yu’s embrace. The resentful Alpha roughly pried open Han Jingman’s closed thighs and crowded her predatory cock back in. Following the slippery vagina, she fucked her in one go, the tight hole instantly filled once more.
I’ll fucked you to death.
Ling Yu pouted her hips and pouted, forcing Han Jingman, who was sitting on her thighs, to take the cock to the very hilt, stroke by stroke.
“Mm-ah… mm…”
Powerless, Han Jingman could only let Ling Yu grab her and move her up and down on that “wicked obstacle.” It was firm, burning, and exceptionally brave; every time she sat down, the cock struck her cervix, fast and deep.
Ling Yu bit Han Jingman’s delicate shoulder, suckling until red marks were everywhere on her snowy skin. The cock was like it was soaking in warm honey as it churned back and forth, shattering Han Jingman’s moans into pieces.
Ling Yu’s fingers toyed with Han Jingman’s breasts, the tips of her fingers catching the hard nipples and pulling them upward while her hips worked even harder. The fiery cock thrust in with a vengeful fury. Han Jingman’s body shook, her slender neck arching up as her jaw traced a beautiful line in the air. Finally, Han Jingman’s vagina clamped down tight, forcing Ling Yu’s cock to swell and release her semen.
“Mmh-”
Ling Yu hugged Han Jingman’s body, her cock pulsing as it injected the semen. The white thickness leaking from the folds dispersed into the water, turning the space beneath them into a cloudy haze…