Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill - Chapter 289:Awaken The Dragon 2

Chapter 289: 289:Awaken The Dragon 2

“Sister Sophia said that it’s so magical that after roaring it would even shoot a magic blast.’

’Fuck!’

Husband, then brother Ethan…

Which man could resist this.

“Brother…”Claira asked with limpid eyes

A low groan escaped Ethan’s lips. Claira’s small, hot hands were already fumbling with his belt buckle, her clumsy, drunken determination utterly disarmed his resolve. The thin cotton of his pants did nothing to hide the thick, hard ridge of his cock, already straining for her.

“Fuck, Claira,” he whispered, his voice husky. He caught her wrists, but her wide, tear-filled eyes looked up at him, pleading and utterly lost.

“Please, brother Ethan. I need to see it. The sleeping dragon. Please let it roar for me.”

Her words, so innocent yet so filthy, were the final crack in his resolve. With a sharp inhale, he let go of her hands.

He watched with his heart hammering against his ribs, as she clumsily undid his belt, then the button of his pants. The zipper stretched down, and his cock, freed from its confines, sprang up against his stomach.

Claira’s breath caught up. Her hazy eyes went wide, and her lips parting in a soft oh.

See stared down at Ethan’s cock that was huge.

Long and thick, it lay against his abdomen like a heavy, veined pillar of flesh. The shaft was a pinkish, ruddy color, threaded with prominent blue veins that pulsed with his heartbeat. The head was a broad, smooth plum, glistening with a single bead of pre-cum at the slit. It twitched under her gaze, and a fresh drop pearled and trailed down the side.

“Oh…” she breathed again, reaching out tentatively. Her fingers, so small and cool, brushed the burning hot skin of his shaft. Ethan jerked with a sharp hiss escaping him.

“It’s… it’s so big. And so hot.”Claira mumbled.

“You have no idea, you sweet, mad girl,” he murmured, his own hands moving to the hem of her nightdress. In one smooth motion, he pulled it up and over her head, tossing it aside. She knelt before him on the bed, completely bare.

Her body was a vision of untouched innocence. Her skin was pale and smooth like cream. Her breasts were small, pert mounds topped with tight, pink nipples that were already pebbled into hard little buds.

His eyes travelled down her flat stomach to the thatch of soft, dark brown curls at the juncture of her thighs.

“Look at you,” he growled, his voice thick with lust.

He hooked a finger into the waistband of his own pants and shorts, pushing them down his legs. His cock, now fully free, stood out thick and proud, the tip already leaking steadily. He climbed onto the bed, looming over her. “You’re so beautiful. My innocent little wife.”

“Let me taste you…Mhhmmmm!”

He captured her mouth in a kiss. It started tender, a soft brushing of lips, but the taste of her lips mixed with sweet wine and something unique. His tongue swept past her lips, and she opened for him with a little gasp.

The kiss deepened, turning hungry, sloppy. He could feel the frantic beat of her heart against his chest. Her small hands came up to tangle in his hair, holding him to her as she learned the rhythm, her own tongue shyly meeting his.

He broke the kiss to trail his mouth down her neck, sucking a mark into the delicate skin over her collarbone. She cried out, a high, sharp sound that was pure want. “Ethan…”

“Shhh, just feel it and enjoy,” he murmured against her skin. His hand cupped one of her breasts, his thumb rubbing circles over her nipple. She arched into his touch, a broken moan tumbling from her lips. “Mmmnph! Right there…”

He switched his attention to her other breast, taking the nipple into his mouth, sucking hard, then grazing it with his teeth. Her back bowed off the bed, her hips rolling uselessly in the air.

“Nnnhh!AHHHHHH!”

“YESSSS!”

Every touch, every kiss, drew these uncontrollable sounds from her. He’d barely touched her pussy and she was already writhing like a wanton thing.

He kissed his way down her trembling stomach, his tongue dipping into her navel. Her hands fisted in the sheets. When his breath ghosted over her curls, her whole body went taut.

“Brother Ethan, what are you—ah!”

He didn’t answer with words. He hooked his hands under her thighs, spreading her wide, and put his mouth on her.

Her naked pussy came in his view.It was a delicate, pink flower, glistening with her arousal. Her outer lips were full and puffy, already swollen with blood.

Nestled between them, her inner lips were a darker shade of rose, peeking out shyly. And at the top, her clitoris was like an eager little nub, throbbing visibly.

He licked a long, slow stripe from her opening to her clit.

“OOOOOOHHHHH!” she screamed, her hips bucking. The sound was wet, loud.

He held her down, his grip firm, and did it again. And again. He focused on her clit, circling it with the tip of his tongue, then sucking it gently between his lips.

“You taste like heaven, you fucking perfect girl,” he groaned against her wet flesh. Her juices were sweet and tangy, flooding his mouth. He drove his tongue inside her, fucking her with it, feeling her tight, virgin channel clench around nothing. “So tight. So fucking wet for me already.”

“I’m… I’m gonna… ohgodohgod…” she babbled, her words dissolving into incoherent cries. He felt the muscles in her thighs begin to quake. He pushed two fingers into her mouth.

“Suck. Get them wet for your cunt.”

She obeyed blindly, swirling her tongue around his digits, coating them in saliva. He pulled them free with a pop and without warning, pressed them against her tight entrance.

He pushed one in, slowly, feeling her incredible tightness stretch around him. She was so small. A gasp ripped from her throat, part pain, part overwhelming pleasure.

“Relax for me, my good girl,” he soothed, working the finger into the knuckle. He crooked it, searching, and brushed a spongy, ridged spot inside her. Her entire body convulsed.

“There it is. Your sweet little G-spot.”

He rubbed it, a firm, insistent pressure, while his mouth went back to her clit, sucking in time with the thrust of his finger. He added a second finger, stretching her wider. The wet, squelching sounds filled the room, mingling with her ragged sobs and his own harsh breaths.

“Ethan… Ethan, I feel so… so full… it’s too much…”

“It’s not enough,” he growled, fucking her faster with his fingers, feeling her walls flutter and spasm around them. “You’re gonna come on my tongue, you understand? You’re gonna scream for me.”

The command, the sheer filthy dominance in his voice, pushed her over the edge. Her back arched violently, her head thrashing side to side.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!”

“COMMMMINGGGG! SOMETHING IS COMING!”

“IT FEELS LIKE PEE-AHHHHH!”

A guttural, broken wail tore from her throat as her orgasm hit. Her pussy clenched rhythmically around his fingers, a hot gush of fluid soaking his hand and chin.

Squirt jetting out of her pussy drenched the sheets beneath her ass with her release.