DM Chapter 110
It’s all warm and affectionate.
The gray eyes that twinkled as they looked at him stimulated a part of his heart he had forgotten. The absolute essentials for his survival. They were all reflected in Owen’s gaze.
He would give anything for her.
If he could only have those beautiful eyes looking at him for the rest of his life, he was prepared to pay any price. A fierce smile formed on Owen’s lips as he watched her gently cover her lips with her hands.
Three fingers darted in and out of her pussy.
They slid in and out, coated with slimy saliva, gently yet firmly stimulating the moist inner walls that were oozing fluids. Her clenching hole squelched around his fingers like it was sucking on his member.
“Mm, ah, oh…’
A deep, suppressed sound.
The act of deeply inhaling and exhaling, burying her nose in her semen-stained palm, made her seem like an irrational being.
Owen withdrew his fingers from the hot and narrow hole.
His fingers, still wet with his own, gently squeezed and caressed Sarin’s breasts, and soon her legs were wrapped around his waist as if she instinctively knew what was coming.
“You must not have slept well without my cock.”
He asked in a melancholic yet affectionate voice.
Her chest, rising and falling as she breathed, looked lovely. He asked her, but in reality, it was he who couldn’t sleep. There were nights when he couldn’t sleep because his nerves were on edge, worried that she might stray even the slightest bit from his side.
Even though he knew they had managed to survive the days when they didn’t know each other well, the thought of losing her, even for a moment, made his head spin.
“I couldn’t sleep without you either.”
He couldn’t sleep because she wasn’t there.
The pained look on his face told her that. Owen’s member pressed against Sarin’s tight opening. The scorching head, rubbing against her from below, had already taken her breath away.
Sarin, knowing the pain and even greater pleasure that awaited, swallowed her saliva in anticipation.
The sound of her small throat gulping made Owen chuckle slowly.
“Mm, ah, ah…!”
The intense pleasure, which felt almost like pain, surged with each forceful thrust.
As his member started to penetrate, her stretched opening began to fill. When the curved part entered, she accepted him with breathlessness.
The curved shaft vigorously pierced inside.
The furrowed brow, the lewdly glistening golden eyes looking at him—it all felt dreamlike.
Thud!
The legs that were wrapped around Owen’s waist suddenly went limp, trembling in the air. Owen grabbed those delicate ankles, placing them over his shoulders, and powerfully drove his hips back in.
Thrust, thrust, thrust.
Squelch, slap, squelch, slap.
The sound of the holes engaging is loud, like the hinges on a twisted gate. She trembled, shivering at the thought of the lewd sound of wet flesh colliding. Each time the massive member plunged deeply, the trapped liquid inside her spilled out, soaking Owen’s still-unremoved trousers.
“Mm… Ow…”
His stifled name and Sarin’s flushed face came into his view.
It was hot.
Sarin’s insides were so scorching hot that even gritting his teeth couldn’t contain the tightness coiling within him. Owen pressed his lips to the quivering ankles resting on his shoulders, gnawing at the bones beneath with his clenched teeth.
She winced in pain.
Tears welled up in her eyes, spilling out, and something in Owen softened at the sight.
“Sarin.”
Thud.
Without stopping his frenzied thrusting, Owen called out to Sarin in a hoarse voice. A sob-like sound inevitably trickled from her lips, which were weakly shaking her head.
“Mm… Ah…
It stung down below. The overwhelming pleasure was assaulting her, making it impossible to regain her composure. She’d been thirsting for him too long, and now she felt like she was drowning. Sarin moved her hand to cover her mouth. Her lips trembled uncontrollably, almost to the point of sobbing.
“Don’t cry so pitifully.”
He held her ankle tightly with his hand, where he had been kissing her just now.
Her eyes widened, as if he might snap them with his force at any moment. Owen’s twisted face smiled, as if his desire to prevent her from escaping had briefly surfaced.
He pushed her legs down towards Sarin. He flattened her thighs against his chest. Above them, his massive body completely enveloped her.
Thud, thud, thud, thud.
“Ah, ah! Mm, no, no… Ah!”
She was ruthlessly penetrated to the depths of her being. Under Owen’s hefty weight, she felt pierced so intensely that it tingled. Sarin’s nails dug into his shoulders, but only the dress shirt was scratched before falling weakly to the ground. Her dangling feet seemed blurry to her tear-filled eyes.
Clench.
As she turned her head, she saw the hand supporting them on the floor. When Sarin gritted her teeth and bit down on his wrist, a low chuckle came from above.
“Bite that.”
As her vision blurred, tears fell from Sarin’s eyes. She turned her head towards him, gritting her teeth to endure the pleasure, suppressing her moans. With each stifled breath she took, her breath brushed against the wrist she was biting.
Owen’s member swelled greatly inside Sarin’s opening.
Soon, the gushing fluids drenched her scorching, hot insides. Her body trembled faintly as the thighs he was pressing down trembled.
Owen slowly raised himself up. As his member slipped out, the cloudy semen that had filled her insides oozed out, squelching.
Owen’s gaze still burned with lust as he watched the thick, viscous fluid drip down through her perineum and between her buttocks. His fingers scooped up the dripping fluid, pushing it back into her hole.
Squelch
He thrust his fingers into her hole like a plug, sealing it shut. Slippery and viscous.
The scent remained strong. The traces of her not doing anything for a long time remained particularly blurry. Owen watched strangely as the lump she had expelled went back inside. She didn’t have the strength to close her spread legs, so her lower body was still nakedly exposed to his gaze.
The reddened inner flesh had patches of whitish mucus clinging to it.
The reddish hue of her labia became darker. He knew the original color of the swollen area was lighter. The hole was clamped tight, as if it had just received a massive member.
“Ha….Ha….”
Sarin’s shoulders twitched as if exhausted.
Struggling to lift her upper body, she looked at Owen, who was fingering her underneath. Slowly turning his gaze away from Sarin’s lower body, he met her eyes.
“…Hands. Give me your hand.”
Her voice was weak.
Reluctantly withdrawing his fingers, semen immediately began trickling down between her buttocks again. Her naked shoulders quivered. Owen reached out and quickly pulled her into an embrace.
As Sarin held onto him, she searched for his hand again. She ran her hand over the bite marks where she’d bitten him.
It seemed the painful bite was still on her mind, even in that situation.
“Did it hurt when I bit you?”
He couldn’t help but laugh. Sarin’s small whisper made Owen’s body shake.
“You bit me hard, but you’re still so soft-hearted.”
“I was worried it might bleed.”
That’s why she checked, Sarin said in a weak voice. It seems she had worried unnecessarily, but since Owen was amused, it was fine. It was the first time she’d seen him so excited and laughing like this.
She felt his body movements and laughter as she nestled in his broad chest. She didn’t mind the sensation of the man’s chest rumbling against hers as he spoke.
She made him laugh.
The fact that someone laughed at her one remark was strange. It tickled her heart in a subtle way.
Owen kissed the corner of her eyes, wet with sweat and tears.
This time, it wasn’t her chest that tickled, but her eyes. Sarin quietly surrendered her body to him.
Strangely, sleep eluded her.
Sleepless nights were familiar to her, but tonight felt different somehow. It was a strange night when her heart was restless, and she couldn’t sleep. Her body felt heavy and tired, as if she could fall asleep in an instant, yet her mind was wide awake. Sarin quietly opened her eyes and looked at Owen, who was holding her in his sleep.
He was the one who had fallen asleep.
Gently, she leaned back, observing his sleep with a face that looked pale from not having slept properly for a few days.
Quietly, she searched for her clothes among the few in her meager belongings and went outside.
It seemed that the semen trapped inside had finally poured out, as her panties quickly became wet. She stopped for a moment, furrowing her brow. She wanted to wash up. She decided to use the small bathroom across from the kitchen and stepped outside. Perhaps she would sleep better after washing up.
There was a chill in the air.
The view of her house was the same as usual. The only difference was that the heads of people standing outside the front door stuck out unexpectedly.
Seeing the groceries Yuri had brought earlier still lying on the floor made her chuckle.
It was untouched. Owen was right; it looked like he hadn’t really been back in here. Sarin walked over to organize the items on the floor.
“Miss.”
“…Hello.”
Yuri, who was guarding the gate, called out to her from the other side.
Facing each other with the small gate between them, Sarin greeted Yuri, and he responded by bowing his head.
