Chapter 789: Eating Shiina (2) *
“You don’t have to do anything,” he said, lifting his head just enough to speak. “Just feel it.”
“Haa❤️… haann❤️… gods…” Shiina moaned, pleasure spilling from her lips as Nathan pressed his tongue once more against her clit, licking her sensitive bud with renewed focus.
He moved lower, tongue trailing down her wet slit before closing his lips around the pink flesh jutting from her folds, sucking gently. Shiina shuddered violently.
“Hmm— haaan!!” She came almost instantly, her legs tightening and crossing behind Nathan’s back, pressing her pussy against his mouth on pure unconscious instinct, chasing more of the sensation she’d never known existed.
Nathan had no intention of pulling away from that. He caught her release on his tongue, tasting the sweetness of her, licking deep to savor every last drop.
“Haaahh— haannn❤️— yess… Nathan… god… lick me… hahnn❤️!” She trembled harder as he pressed his mouth firmly against her, continuing to lick her through the aftershocks of her orgasm.
Shiina, who had never experienced a real orgasm — let alone a tongue buried in her cunt — shook uncontrollably, her whole body trembling atop the altar. Nathan lifted her legs over his shoulders, raising her hips slightly to gain better access, sucking and licking with renewed hunger.
“Haaahn❤️!! Yess❤️… ahnn❤️… god… haaan❤️… hmmm!!”
He didn’t stop there. Bringing one hand up, he rubbed her clit with a finger while his tongue continued devouring her, drawing another wave of shudders through her body. Shiina’s usual confidence — her carefree, teasing posure — dissolved entirely, replaced by helpless moans of a woman pletely undone by pleasure. Nathan continued eating her out relentlessly until a second orgasm crashed through her.
“HAAAAahnnnn❤️❤️!!”
She squirted, her fluids spilling out and hitting Nathan’s lips and face. He simply licked up her release with quiet satisfaction before lowering her legs back down to the dirt.
He looked at her sprawled across the altar, gasping for breath, naked below the waist with only bandages still wrapped around her ample chest. She looked thoroughly erotic in that moment, and Nathan found himself eager for what came next.
He pulled down his pants, his hard cock springing free, aching to bury itself inside her small, untouched entrance.
He knelt between her spread legs, gripping his cock at the base, and guided the thick head to press against her entrance — slick, swollen, utterly untouched.
Shiina propped herself up weakly on her elbows, chest still heaving, eyes glassy from two consecutive releases, and looked down at what was about to happen to her.
“That’s… bigger than I imagined,” she said, voice trembling somewhere between nervousness and anticipation.
“It’ll hurt at first,” Nathan said, no softness pretended, just honesty. “Only at first.”
She swallowed and grinned, lying back down, her hands finding the edge of the altar to brace herself. “e on, do me.””
He pressed forward.
The head breached her slowly, stretching her tight, virgin entrance around his girth, and Shiina’s breath hitched sharply, her fingers digging into the ancient stone.
“Hahnn—haan— it’s—” Her voice cracked.
“Breathe,” Nathan said, pausing there, letting her adjust to just the intrusion of the tip before pushing any further.
She exhaled shakily and nodded again. “Continue.”
He pushed deeper, inch by careful inch, feeling the tight, virgin walls of her clenching and resisting around him, feeling the thin barrier give way with a small, sharp gasp from Shiina that she muffled against the back of her hand.
“Ahh!—” Her eyes widened almost surprised by the pain. “Gods, it hurts—”
Nathan watched her face, something like satisfaction curling at the edge of his mouth. She was one of the strongest women he’d ever known, and even she hadn’t expected pain like this to catch her so pletely off guard.
“This is the most sensitive part of a woman’s body,” he said, low, still buried only halfway. “It’s going to hurt for you especially. Want me to go slow?”
Shiina shot him a look sharp enough to cut, offended at the suggestion despite the tears gathering unshed at the corners of her eyes.
“No. I can take it. Don’t hold back — fuck me the way you’d fuck any of your women.”
He honored that demand.
He gripped her hips with both hands and pulled her onto him in one long, unhurried push, feeding the rest of his length into her tight virgin heat until his hips met the soft give of her thighs. Shiina’s spine arched clean off the altar, a strangled cry breaking loose that had no shape to it yet, air rushing out of her lungs all at once.
“Haaan—! Gods— gods, it’s so deep—”
“Last of it,” he said, voice rough, holding there, buried to the hilt, letting her feel the full stretch of him. Her inner walls clenched hard around him in protest, then, slowly, began to loosen.
She lay there trembling, hands fisted in the loose bandages beside her, sweat gathering in the hollow of her throat, thighs quivering where they bracketed his hips. Tears stood unshed at the corners of her eyes, but her jaw stayed set, stubborn even now.
“You’re shaking,” he said.
“I’m fine.” Her voice cracked on the word. She forced her eyes open, met his, something fierce still burning under the pain. “Don’t stop.”
He drew back — slow, deliberate, dragging against every clenched inch of her — and drove back in.
“Ahnn—!” The cry tore out of her sharper this time, higher, and her legs locked around his waist on reflex, heels digging into the small of his back as if she could pull him deeper by will alone.
He built a rhythm from there. Not gentle — she hadn’t asked for gentle — each thrust seated deep before dragging back out, the slick sound of her filling the space between her gasps. The cold stone bit into her spine where the last of the bandages had slipped loose, her breasts spilling free with every roll of his hips, and each thrust wrung a fresh sound out of her that came less pained and more frantic with every pass.
“It doesn’t— hahn— it doesn’t hurt so much now—” she managed, words fracturing apart mid-sentence.
“I know.” He angled differently on the next thrust, found some spot deep inside her that made her whole body seize up beneath him, her mouth falling open on a silent gasp before sound caught up to it.
“AH— there— right there— do that again—”
He gave it to her again, and again, driving into that same spot with punishing precision, feeling her tight heat clamp down harder with every pass, feeling her stop bracing against the pain entirely and start chasing what was underneath it instead. Whatever posure she usually wore — the teasing, unbothered confidence — had e apart pletely now, replaced by a woman making sounds she’d clearly never made before, hoarse and unrestrained, spilling out of her one after another.
“You feel incredible,” he ground out, hips snapping harder, faster, his own control starting to fray at the edges.
“Because— hahnn❤️— nobody’s ever— nobody’s ever touched me like this—”
“You’re mine right now.” He leaned down over her, one forearm braced beside her head, the other hand gripping her hip hard enough to bruise, driving into her with the full weight of his body behind every stroke. “Say it.”
Her glassy red eyes found his, wide and wet and thoroughly undone. “Yours— haaann❤️— I’m yours, Nathan—”
Nathan wanted to laugh at how easily she gave out when he was fucking her brains out.
He bent and caught one hard nipple between his lips, sucking as his hips kept their relentless pace, and her cry pitched up into something wordless, her whole body drawing bowstring-tight beneath him.
Nathan smiled and shifted onto his knees between her thighs, still buried inside her, and reached down to hook one of her legs over his shoulder. The angle change dragged a fresh gasp out of her the moment he moved.
“Haaahn❤️—! Different— that’s different—”
“Better?” His voice had gone rough, low, none of the earlier restraint left in it.
“I don’t— hahn❤️— I don’t know, just— keep going—”
He kept going. With her leg braced over his shoulder, he could drive deeper than before, each thrust punching a broken sound out of her that she no longer bothered muffling. Her free hand found the altar’s edge again, knuckles white, while the other clutched at his forearm where it braced beside her hip.
“You’re so deep like this,” he said, watching her face — flushed, slack-jawed, eyes half-lidded and glassy. “Feel that?”
“Yes— gods, yes—” Her hips rocked up to meet him despite the awkward angle, some instinct in her body overriding the ache still lingering underneath the pleasure. “Nathan— it feels— it feels so good, I don’t— I don’t understand—”
“You don’t need to understand it, I said.” He rolled his hips harder, grinding at the deepest point before withdrawing, savoring the way she clenched around him every single time like her body was trying to keep him from leaving. “Just feel it.”
Sweat had gathered along her collarbone, at the dip of her throat, her chest rising and falling in short, desperate pulls of air between each thrust. The bandages around her chest had e pletely undone now, pooled uselessly beneath her, leaving her fully bare beneath him in the moonlight filtering down through the ruined stone above.
He changed angle again, lowering her leg and instead gripping both her hips, pulling her down onto him harder with each thrust instead of just driving forward. The new rhythm was faster, less controlled, both of them chasing something now instead of him simply giving.
PAH! PAH! PAH!
“HAAAN❤️— HAAANNN❤️— Nathan— it’s— I feel like I’m going to—”
“Again?” A rough exhale of something close to a laugh escaped him, disbelieving and pleased in equal measure. “Already?”
“Shut up— HAAANN❤️— it’s your fault—”
He didn’t argue with that. He angled his hips to catch the same spot from before, driving into it with focused precision, watching her unravel faster this time — no buildup needed, her body already primed from everything that had e before. Her back arched, her nails dug crescents into his forearm, and her voice climbed into something wordless and desperate.
“There— right there— don’t stop, don’t you stop—”
PAH! PAH!
He didn’t stop. He drove harder, faster, chasing the rhythm that was unraveling her, feeling his own control fraying right alongside hers. Her moans came quicker now, breathless and unguarded, blending with the wet slap of skin and the creak of old stone beneath them.
“I’m— I’m—” She couldn’t even finish it this time.
“e for me, Shiina,” he said, and drove deep, holding there, grinding against her with the last of his control.
She broke apart with a cry that echoed off the ruined walls around them, clenching hard around him in waves, her whole body shaking through it, hips still grinding up against his even as the peak crested and started to fade.
He gave her only a moment before he moved again — pulling out of her slowly, both of them gasping at the loss, before he gripped her hip and turned her, guiding her up onto her knees, chest pressed down against the cool stone, ass raised toward him. Shiina moaned low at the new position even before he’d done anything, her body already anticipating what came next.
“A…Again?” she managed, voice wrecked, glancing back over her shoulder at him with something between exhaustion and hunger.
“You said not to hold back.” He gripped her hips with both hands, positioning himself behind her, dragging the head of his cock through her slickness once, twice, drawing a whimper out of her before he pushed back inside in one long stroke.
“HAAAANN❤️—!” Her fingers scrabbled against the stone, finding no purchase, her whole body rocking forward with the force of it. “Gods— this is— it’s so much deeper like this—”
“You can take it,” he said, already moving, hips snapping forward with none of the earlier caution left. This angle let him bury himself impossibly deep, and every thrust dragged a fresh, ragged moan out of her throat.
“Haah— haah— Nathan—YESSS❤️!”
Nathan didn’t slow. If anything the new angle seemed to feed something in him too, some instinct that had been simmering since he first pushed inside her finally breaking loose. He gripped her hips hard enough to leave marks and drove into her with a punishing, relentless rhythm, the sound of skin against skin filling the ruined chamber along with her cries.
Shiina’s arms gave out beneath her, upper body collapsing against the cool stone while her hips stayed raised, held in place by his grip, taking everything he gave her with broken, unguarded moans falling from her lips one after another.
“You feel so good like this,” he ground out, voice rough with strain. “Tight— even now—”
“Because— hahn— because you keep— haaan— you keep fucking me so hard—”
“You asked for it.” He reached forward, gathering a fistful of her hair, pulling gently so her back arched and her voice carried clearer into the open air around them. “Didn’t you?”
“Yes— gods, yes— don’t stop—”
He picked up the pace further, driving into her with everything he had left, feeling his own release building fast now, the tight clench of her body around him dragging him closer with every thrust.
“I’m close,” he said through gritted teeth.
“Inside— again— I want to feel it—hmmm!!”
That was all it took. He drove deep one final time and held there, spilling inside her with a low groan, hips grinding through every pulse of it while she shook and clenched around him, her own voice breaking apart into something wordless as the aftershocks of her own release rolled through her one more time.
They stayed like that a long moment — him still buried inside her, both of them trembling, breathing hard in the cool night air of the ruined chamber. Eventually he eased back, and she collapsed fully against the altar, boneless, utterly spent, one arm draped loosely over her eyes.
“I think,” she said eventually, voice hoarse and wrecked, “I understand now why women make so much noise.”
Nathan looked at Shiina grinning lustfully and smiled pulling out his shaft from her creampied pussy and letting it rest on Shiina’s tummy.
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