Drunk in Pleasure (R-18)

She could feel her body start to turn hot, her mind turning blank with pleasure. 

The awkward movements soon became polished as they kept entwining, feeling each other inside. 

All her emotions were soon overwhelmed by a new sensation she had never felt before.

Malacai continued to kiss her aggressively. He instinctively moved his hand to her breast. 

A new sensation of pleasure assaulted his brain; her breast was soft and firm. 

His hand started kneading; at first, it was a soft movement, but soon he began grasping it with all his strength.

This caused Nerissa some pain. Even though Malacai's strength was weak, it was her sensitive part. 

This made her instinctively move her hand to stop Malacai's hand.

At first, she wanted to pull Malacai's hand from her breast, but looking into Malacai's eyes, filled with desire, she quickly realized what she was going to do and forced her hand to stop, making it only lay on top of his hand.

To her surprise, she could feel his grasp becoming softer. The uncomfortable feeling of pain soon disappeared.

Not breaking the kiss, Malacai turned her body, laying her on top of the bed. 

Now in a better position, he moved his other hand to her lower lips. 

He started playing around the opening, then moved to her little crown. 

Seeing Nerissa's expression change every time he teased that part made Malacai continue massaging around it.

His other hand, which had previously just been kneading the breast, moved to her erect pink nipple. 

He began to play with it, teasing it up and down, pulling it softly, causing her back to arch under him. 

Malacai then broke the kiss; a string of saliva linked their lips until it broke, as he now stood on his knees. 

Nerissa's gaze never moved from his eyes, which were now feasting on her body.

He looked at her slender neck, her round breasts, her sexy, perfect body that could make anyone drool in desire. 

Her lower lip was now parted open, wet liquid dripping from it. 

Malacai's thoughts start to run wild, filled with desire and lust.

 'She is mine, and only mine.' The thought keeps repeating in his mind. 

He wants to feel all of her with his bare skin.

He raises his hand, opening his shirt. A thin, frail body emerges from it. 

But what Nerissa sees makes her mind, which is blank with pleasure, jolt awake.

All his wounds had healed after he received Providence, but the old scars were still there.

She could see many cuts on his chest and stomach. 

They were clean cuts, not like wounds from being stabbed; they looked more like scars from old operations. 

But Nerissa knew it was strange; even if he had undergone medical operations, there was no way he could have that many.

She counted them; there were 12 cuts. This made her gulp hard, as she felt curious about how he got them.

Malacai didn't realize Nerissa's gaze. 

His eyes were now focused on her body, his breathing becoming faster. 

He moved his head to start kissing her slender neck, sucking on it greedily, leaving his mark on her. 

He moved lower, his tongue starting to nibble on her pink nipple, putting it in his mouth, sucking on it greedily.

His other hand was also not idle; it kneaded her other breast as the other hand started teasing her pussy.

Nerissa's mind was assaulted with waves of pleasure, cutting her thoughts short.

Feeling something warm start to enter her lower lips, she moved her hand to close her mouth as a moan escaped from it. 

"Aaah…. Mmph.." 

"Mmmph…. Mphh…."

Malacai put his finger inside her. He could feel the warm sensation within.

She was so tight that he could barely move his finger. It felt pressed from all sides. 

He started moving the tip of his finger, exploring every inch of her inside. This made her body shudder from the new sensation she felt.

Malacai was drunk. He could feel his addiction to Nerissa, her alluring smell, the warmth of her body, the softness of her skin.

Her tight inside, he could feel it sucking his finger in. 

Nerissa's eyes widened, and her mind started going blank again. 

The sensation of her insides being played with by Malacai kept making her body shudder, and her toes started to curl. 

She could feel something was coming out. It was like she was going to pee. 

In panic, she moved her hand to Malacai's back, trying to get his attention.

Feeling her smooth, warm palm on his back, Malacai felt another new sensation. He wanted to be touched. 

His rock-hard little brother was already screaming in his pants. 

His mind told him that if the same warm hand was on it, he would feel even more pleasure.

Malacai stopped what he was doing and stood up above her body again. 

Nerissa thought Malacai understood what she meant, but then her eyes widened as Malacai instead started opening his pants.

"I… I feel… I need to pee…" Her cheeks turned cherry red as she said it out loud. 

She wanted to say more but stopped as Malacai's little brother came out from its nest.

This was the first time Nerissa had seen one face-to-face, and looking at it made her feel fearful. 

'Is he going to put it in? Can it even fit?' she thought.

Then Malacai moved on top of her chest. 

He pulled her hand, which was on her mouth, placing it on his dick. "Touch it," he said.

The moment she touched it, Malacai felt his brain injected with a wave of pleasure. 

Her soft, warm hand was touching his member.

Her blue eyes looked at it with worry and curiosity. 

At this point, Malacai only followed his instinct, starting to order Nerissa to touch it in a way that gave him more pleasure. 

Her smooth hand began grasping it, then moving it up and down.

Each movement sends a wave of pleasure, jolting his brain into ecstasy.