Ariel The L*stful Saint - Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Kissing Leandro’s Manhood (19)

Ariel shook from the tickle in her ear.

Mistaking Ariel’s reaction as a gesture of rejection, Carlos pressed her leg down with his own feet.

Arms… legs… torso… all clung to him.

Ariel blushed as she sat under the water with her legs wide open facing Leandro. She had shown everything to him throughout the night, yet she hadn’t gotten used to spreading her legs so starkly.

Ariel shivered a little.

“Ha…”

Carlos’ fingers plodded down her secret place without hindrance, sweeping past her light bushes.

The Hill of Venus… it was a term referencing a woman’s garden of greenery, the most beautiful evergreen of a woman’s body before exploring further in.

Carlos stopped at her hill of venus momentarily before snaking further down towards its original destination. He forced open her fleshy entrance and hot water moved towards her cavernous mouth, like a venus flytrap sucking the water in.

The feel of water gradually filling her flesh was… strange.

Ariel flinched.

Ariel’s reaction was irrelevant to what Carlos was ordered to do. He increasingly moved his fingers skillfully. Rubbing her hill of venus with one finger and the other searching for her cl*t, Ariel gasped when he pushed his finger on her cl*t the size of a grain of rice.

“Ah…”

Why was she so sensitive?

Clearly, she wasn’t ready to accept a man yet, but she was gasping for an air of breath and welcoming the pleasurable stimulus.

She moved her hand holding onto the ledge and grabbed Carlos’ thigh. The firm leg muscles that felt like stone took her breath away. Last night, she felt the same sense of goodness when she touched Leandro’s firm chest.

The human body is indeed beautiful. The soft skin and the hard muscles beneath it drove her crazy with conflicting sensations.

Leandro jumped from his seat and strode towards Ariel, his manhood burning up.

Excitement flared from Ariel’s eyes. She kept her eyes locked onto Leandro, the man approaching her.

“Open your mouth.”

Before she realized, Leandro spoke a word with an expression of indifference as his manhood stood erect near her nose.

Ariel fluttered her eyelashes and blinked. Her pink cheeks, red with pleasure, were lovely.

Lovely?

Leandro laughed at the thought and pushed his thick shaft inside her mouth.

“Nngh…”

Her tiny, red lips couldn’t take in Leandro’s size and he knew it.

Regardless, Leandro smiled wickedly at her face gradually distorted by pain and pushed deeper inside her mouth.

“Ughh…”

There was a strain on her narrow lower lip accepting his thickness. Tears formed at the corner of her eyes.

“Don’t use your teeth.”

This was all he said seeing her struggle. It was a selfish and lustful remark that would not interrupt the pleasure he was feeling.

“Ughunngh…”

Ariel wanted to say something, but she couldn’t. Her mouth was full of his thickness that she could only look at him with a tearful face.

What a beautiful sight, Leandro thought.

The sight of a woman praised as a saint was sucking him off while another man behind her caressed her fleshy flower. It made him more excited.

Leandro put his hand on the back of Ariel’s head. The move was aimed at preventing Ariel from letting go of the thick width that seemed almost impossible to suck with her mouth.

Ariel had nowhere to go. Her head clung to Leandro while her body had been imprisoned by Carlos.

How far can human greed fall?

Within hours of losing her purity, she was now giving her body to two men at the same time.

‘This situation… it’s crazy…’

Ariel felt sympathy for the original female lead. It was hard to imagine how shocked the fragile heroine would be to commit such salacious act the following day.

“Use your tongue,” said Leandro, bluntly.

Leandro knew he couldn’t stuff all his thickness inside her mouth, yet he thrust slowly.

“Uhhnn…”

Ariel, who struggled to mutter a word under the block of a large shaft, was like a child who learned to babble.

Leandro thrust deeper, poking her throat. Her mouth… it was damp and warm.

Somehow, the excitement spread through Ariel’s body and down towards her fleshy coiled entrance. But how can two contradictory feelings of pain and pleasure co-exist at the same time…?

“Ugh…”

Unlike Leandro shuddering with pleasure, Ariel was in bouts of pain, eyes shut tight. She couldn’t keep up with Leandro’s thrusting. He was so huge that the tip pierced her throat.

“…Is it painful?”

She couldn’t believe the question she was hearing.

Ariel’s eyelids trembled.

“Reply. Is it painful?”

She couldn’t speak, so she’ll need to answer with her head, hoping vainly that Leandro would show her some mercy. Light and gently, Ariel’s head bobbed up and down.

Only then did Leandro give a satisfactory sigh.