1063 An Angel's Moan
"Suck," Varian's voice wasn't forceful. It was a very casual tone like he was talking about having a cup of tea.
Sarah pulled back her hands that were about to grip his rod and raised her head, trying to show him a glare.
Varian smirked at her cute antics and said what she wanted to hear, "Please, my dear wife."
The sweet loving words seeped into her heart. Intoxicated and drunk in the sweet feeling, Sarah felt herself falling deeper.
"Y-You idiot, this is cheating! Saying that out of the blue…" Sarah bit her lip and muttered.
This time, she didn't stop her hands that were reaching for his rod.
At her touch, Varian took a breath. "Your hands are cold and soft, it feels good."
Sarah slapped his thigh lightly and pouted, "Don't make fun of me, I know I'm not good as Sia at this stuff."
Varian bent down and kissed her forehead. "You don't get to judge that, I do. And I'm telling you, you're very cute. No need to be so unconfident."
Sarah's eyelashes trembled and she had an overwhelming urge to hug her husband tightly.
"S-Stop speaking!" She gripped his rod tightly and moved her hands up and down.
Compared to the intense sex earlier, the pleasure was many times lower. But watching Sarah, who's usually very elegant give him a hand job was psychologically satisfying. It felt like he was blaspheming something he shouldn't and Varian fully enjoyed that feeling.
"Remember that time when I said you two won't get out of bed for days?" Varian said through his heavy breaths.
Sarah looked at Sia sprawled on the bed and long asleep. Her face, hair, breasts, thighs, and cave were all painted with his essence. With the way her body twitched from time to time even during her sleep, Sarah was damn sure Sia wouldn't be able to walk straight tomorrow.
'If this ends tomorrow, that is.' Her heart pounded with both fear and excitement.
"D-Don't be so intense like you were with Sia, be gentle, husband," Sarah looked up at him with a pitiful expression.
Varian didn't reply but his rod jumped with excitement, telling his answer.
In his defense, a girl as beautiful as her holding his rod and looking at him with that expression was worse than an aphrodisiac.
Sarah stared at him with resentment and Varian turned his head away. An invisible force began to lift her up for a standing 69 position.
"W-Wait! I don't want that!" Sarah resisted and returned to the ground, much to his puzzlement.
"I just want," She kissed his tip and took it in her mouth, her tongue gently caressing his underside, "Desh."
Sarah took a third of him into her mouth and sucked. Her fingers gently traced at the base of his rod while she also caressed his balls.
"Shall we do something more intense today?" Varian asked and Sarah thought for a moment before nodding.
Varian gathered her scattered hair into a ponytail and held her head. Slowly, he pushed pushed his thing deeper and deeper.
'How are you feeling?' He asked her through telepathy.
'I'm a body awakener, I can take it.' Her reply was all he needed.
Varian pushed himself into her and soon, Sarah was now fully swallowing him. He's hitting the back of her throat.
'I think it's a bit too much…' Varian wanted to pull out but felt something wet touch his foot.
'What the?' It was the liquid from Sarah. Even though she's still in her white wedding dress, there's a huge patch of wetness visible under her.
'She likes it? Should I try to be rougher?' Varian felt a bit unsure but decided to give it a try.
Slowly pulling his rod back, he slammed it back in. Her throat constricted and her tongue snaked against his rod all the while her saliva drowned him in wet and hot bliss.
Varian felt a jolt of pleasure shooting up his spine and instinctively repeated the action. Pull back, slam forth. Again and again and again.
Sarah threw away her wedding dress at some point and revealed her gorgeous body clad only in a white lace bra and panties.
As Varian had his way with her mouth, she leaked out more and more liquid.
"Sarah, I'm cumming!" He grunted like a beast and slammed his rod deep inside her throat.
As the hot liquid poured into her stomach, Sarah spasmed and an unexpected orgasm pushed her to the peak of bliss.
With a plop, Varian's rod left her mouth and Sarah collapsed onto the carpet, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Varian lifted her up and gently placed her on the bed, on the other end from Sia. Since the bed was so large, it still felt like a one-on-one session.
"I didn't expect you to enjoy that…" Varian put her legs over his shoulders and gently caressed her lower lips.
Sarah trembled under his gentle administrations. He didn't go inside but massaged on the outside, arousing her gently, slowly lighting up the flames of lust that would soon devour her.
"I…I didn't know," Sarah turned her head to the side and muttered. "And I-I…hnngg!"
Sarah's waist rose instinctively as Varian's fingers penetrated her and hit the right spot.
"Gimme a bre—arghhh!" Sarah couldn't even finish her sentence and moaned midway.
Varian scratched his cheek and wondered why she was so sensitive today. 'Is it because of the expectations?'
He reduced the intensity and gently fingered her.
Sarah panted heavily and moaned lightly from time to time. But somehow, she's able to catch her breath.
"I…I think I'll die at that intensity, hmm~" She groaned.
"Mam, I'm being very gentle for your information." Varian said, "If I start to be intense, then it'd be like this."
His fingers blurred and jolts of numbing pleasure engulfed Sarah. Her mind blanked out for a moment before everything crashed down.
"Arghhh!"
Her toes curled up and she screamed at the mind-blowing pleasure as a heavenly orgasm overtook her.
