NOVEL WEB Chapter 20: Water Fountain [M]
At this point, she was seriously considering bottling and selling Edmund's saliva as the world's strongest energy booster.
[How the hell are her lips this sweet?]
[I might lose my mind if I get to kiss her every single day.]
Edmund finally pulled back, his blue eyes scanning her reddened face. "Do you still feel tired?"
Primrose hesitated before shaking her head slowly. She didn't say anything, but she didn't need to because Edmund could read the answer in the way her body responded to him.
"… Can you kiss me more if I feel tired again?" she asked softly, almost shyly.
For some reason, she felt addicted to his lips. When he pulled away, she had actually felt a bit disappointed.
[MY WIFE WANTS TO BE KISSED?!]
[IS THIS A DREAM?! SOMEONE SLAP ME!]
Even though his mind was an absolute mess, Edmund remained as calm as ever. He reached out, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear, and murmured, "Yes. I can kiss you anytime you want."
Before this, when she'd heard people say that Lycans could last all day and night, she had thought it was an outrageous exaggeration.
But now?
After experiencing it firsthand, she knew the truth.
They weren't exaggerating.
Lycans really could have sex all day and night.
She had lost count of how many times she had climaxed—no, at this point, she had lost the ability to think about anything other than trying to clench her hole for her husband.
She gasped for air, her fingers trembling as they pressed the bed sheets beneath her. Every inch of her body felt overstimulated, her mind hazy with pleasure.
Edmund lifted her waist, giving him a perfect view of her drenched honeypot, still throbbing from his previous thrusts.
[She's so beautiful like this.]
[She arches her back the moment I touch her swollen clit.]
[I want to fill her up until she can't hold a single drop of my seed anymore.]
The longer they spent tangled in bed, the filthier Edmund's thoughts became.
His mind was flooded with lewd words, and his hands were no better, they never left her body, constantly exploring, kneading, teasing every inch of her sensitive skin.
And it wasn't just his hands.
He couldn't stop marking her either. Red blemishes and bite marks covered her delicate skin, making Primrose convinced that Edmund wasn't just loving her, he was devouring her!
Then, without warning, he slid his thick manhood inside her once more. A mixture of his seed and her juices dripped down her inner thighs.
Leaning forward, Edmund sank his teeth into the mark on the back of her neck, biting down hard before licking over the spot as warm droplets of blood welled up from her skin.
Primrose didn't understand it, but every time he bit her there, an unbearable pleasure flooded through her body, making her body craved for him.
Her inner walls clenched desperately around him, her lips parted, aching for his kiss.
She wanted him so much so that the mere thought of him stopping made her chest ache.
"Edmund …" Her voice trembled, her breath hitching. "I—I want to … ahh."
She lifted her hips even higher, biting down on the pillow to muffle her moans. But nothing could have prepared her for what happened next.
A shockwave of pleasure ripped through her, so intense it left her mind blank. And then—
A rush of liquid gushed out of her, pushing Edmund's manhood out of her hole.
It feels like it just spurted out a water fountain.
The clear fluid splashing against Edmund's abs before dripping onto the sheets beneath them.
Her heart stopped.
What was that?!
Did she just … pee herself?!
What kind of lady does something like that in bed?!
Primrose's face burned with shame. Tears welled up in her eyes as she scrambled to cover her face with her hands.
"I—I'm sorry …." Her voice trembled, a quiet sob slipping out. "I didn't mean to do that … I—"
[How cute.]
She held her breath.
[Did she really think she just peed?]
C-Cute?!
Had he lost his damn mind?!
How could he possibly find this cute?!
Edmund gripped her hips firmly before sliding his manhood back inside her. His arms wrapped around her from behind, pulling her body against his chest as he whispered beside her ear.
"You didn't do anything dirty, wife," he said, "It just means … your body felt really good."
Primrose hesitantly lifted her face from the pillow, looking at him with her glistening eyes. "R-Really? That wasn't … what I thought it was?"
"No, it wasn't." Edmund kissed the side of her lips. "You were feeling good, weren't you?"
Primrose swallowed, her cheeks burning. She gave a small nod. "Y-Yes …"
If she was being honest, it felt too good—more intense than any orgasm she had ever experienced.
[My wife is so adorable.]
[I want to make her feel even better.]
"Do you want to feel it again?" Edmund asked.
Primrose hesitated before burying half her face into the pillow. "… Can I?" she asked in a small voice. "But … the bed will get dirty."
"That's not a problem." Edmund pushed deeper, making her whimper. "I can throw this bed away and get a new one."
Primrose frowned. "That's such a waste. Maybe … next time, we can use something to cover it first."
He froze.
[Next time?! Did she just say next time?!]
[So this isn't just a once-in-a-lifetime thing?!]
Edmund gulped. "Alright, next time."
Primrose wanted to say something else, but before she could, her words melted into a moan as Edmund moved his hips again.
From dusk till just before dawn, he didn't let her go. Every time she thought they were done, he would shift her into another sex position, like he was determined to recreate every technique he had read from a sexual book.
She had thought their sex would never end, like they would be lost in this pleasure forever. But at last, as the first rooster crowed, Edmund finally stopped.
Their combined fluids pooled beneath them, dripping from her thoroughly used hole, which had fought valiantly against the relentless stamina of the Lycan King.
Primrose didn't even have the energy to say a word. The moment her head hit the pillow, she was out like a light, sinking into the deepest sleep of her life.
She didn't care that her body was still sticky with sweat and their lingering release.
She just wanted to sleep.
She was so exhausted that for the first time in a long time she didn't even dream, she just felt like she was blacking out.