The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 327

With her body facing down, she was thinking of burying herself into the comforts of her pillow when all of a sudden, she was flipped on her back to face the devil. His red eyes clearly gave out his dangerous intentions, looking about ready to devour her again.. She glanced at the devil settled between her parted legs and his erect manhood still drenched in her wetness--and for a moment, that length looked more dangerous and threatening than before.

"Draven..."

"Don't even think about resting," he warned, sensing her intentions.

"I am tired--"

"But I am not," he growled.

The next moment, she let out a shocked cry as he plunged inside her without a warning, his hands holding her folded legs to keep them apart. His muscled body covered in sweat was relentless as he pounded into her, his red eyes watching the alluring expression of her face, especially her partially opened mouth letting out seductive moans as her hips attempted to match his thrusts.

"D-Draven...slow down...ahhh....You're going to make me--mmphf!

He kissed her roughly, cutting her off, and burying those wild moans of hers down her throat. _{frёewebnoѵēl.com}

His hands held hers and pressed them on the side of the mattress, taking complete control over her, not leaving any space for her to resist. He continued pounding her like a beast, his pace growing faster and faster as if he could not have enough of her no matter how much he did it.

She gave up resisting and simply let go of her inhibitions, her sweaty body responding to him as pleasure began to build inside her again. Muffled moans once more found their way out of her throat. She could not believe that just a while ago she felt like dying with exhaustion, yet now she was reacting to this man with the same earnestness he was giving her.

As he slightly pulled his head away, Draven's red eyes welcomed the beautiful sight of her well-ravaged lips, and her misty eyes drowned in passion and lust was enough to drive his inner beast into another rampage. Those swollen lips of hers looked so enticing that for a moment, he wondered how it would feel to have her small mouth pleasure him and take all of him inside that warm mouth down her throat. Simply the thought of it was maddening and made him pound her harder and faster.

That seductive mouth of her opened as she tried to form a coherent sentence.

"...about to...I'm about to--"

'Not yet.'

Not feeling it was enough, Draven let go of her hands and moved back to sit, and as he pulled her body up to straddle on top of him. Not a single sound of protest came from her, only another surprised sound followed by a lewd cry as their new position buried him so deep inside her, she could feel almost his throbbing manhood reaching deep inside her. He had filled her up so thoroughly her mind had blanked. All she knew was pleasure, and let nature take its course.

As she let him toy with her the way he wished, her own body moved to adapt to his--she circled her hands around his neck and her legs straddled his waist, her hips moving up and down to heighten the pleasure they both felt.

His arms tightened around her, assuring him she was his and she was with him. A reminder that he would never let her go of her no matter what.

Draven gently placed her back on the mattress. Her tired body messy with sweat, she didn't even have the energy to open her eyes. He pulled out of her slowly, making her flinch and whine a little and saw his own body fluid gushing out of her swollen wet folds. It was an extremely satisfying sight, and he knew this would not be the first nor the last that he would fill her up to the brim to the point she would overflow.

It made his manhood throb again and the plan to let her rest disappeared in thin air. He leaned down to nibble on her lips and she opened her eyes in shock. Her eyes were wide in disbelief, silently telling him to be reasonable, that surely he was not planning to do it again.

"I made another promise--to make you regret your actions--and I am yet to make good of that."

Her exhausted body trembled under the gaze of the dangerous predator ready to play with his prey again and again.

"D-Draven...you can't be seriously--"

But the rest of her protest was buried inside her mouth as the devil executed the plan of devouring her again, and that chamber continued to be filled by the echoes of her cries, until the owner of that pitiful voice passed out from the devil's wicked hunt.