2: Underneath A Thousand Skies

282 This Psychopathic Demon Is Psychic (34)

"Jia..." The Great Demon King was almost begging. He used one hand to untie her clothes, and leaned forward to suck her breast. Song Jia's body shuddered, responding to the tongue that was toying around with her nipple.

He let go of her breast with a wet plop, and spoke out two words.

"Touch me."

Song Jia pursed her lips, then finally nodded. While the Great Demon King seemed to put all of his focus on her breasts, she gently reached down and held his engorged cock.

It was almost like a hot poker in her hand—Song Jia accidentally released it when it twitched, the thick and dark veins pulsing under her palm. It became even bigger and harder.

The Great Demon King let out a hoarse groan. Her hands were soft and smooth, a harsh contrast to his hard body. Not to mention, this was Jia—the girl he couldn't wait to sink into his own skin.

Just the thought alone that she was touching him there nearly made him blow his load. He sucked her breasts harder, which prompted Song Jia to answer his groan with a soft moan.

Song Jia's hand was small—she could barely wrap it around his girth. The Great Demon King felt that he wouldn't last long, so he engulfed her small hand in his. He moved their hands together. The head of his penis repeatedly appeared and disappeared into both of their hands.

The Great Demon King's breath quickened, and he pumped their hands faster. His tongue was still busy playing around with her nipples, which also made Song Jia wet down below.

After five hundred, then six hundred strokes, Song Jia was already getting tired. Sticky fluids dripped out from the tip and drenched both of their hands, causing their strokes to become smoother and faster.

The Great Demon King didn't stop sucking Song Jia's breasts. He alternated between the two of them, giving them equal amount of attention. Song Jia's lower body began to throb.

Seven hundred strokes—

"It won't be long," The Great Demon King grunted, veins popping up in his temples. He would usually last more if he was doing this kind of activity with his own hands. Blazing fire burned in his eyes.

"I hope so." Song Jia no longer trusted any of his words.

Shlick!

The vulgar noises got louder. More fluid began to ooze from the tip, and the Great Demon King's muscles started to stiffen. With his hand leading her, the jerking of their strokes became even faster and more violent.

Eight hundred strokes—

Song Jia had enough. She wetted her lips slightly, then put her mouth close to his ear.

With an embarrassed voice that sounded coquettish, she called out, "Husband."

The Great Demon King sucked in a deep breath. A deep groan grumbled in his throat, and his hips lifted from the bed, thrusting forward to the finish line. His powerful thighs contracted, his abs tightened, and the penis in their hands convulsed as if it was a volcano about to erupt.

"Ugh!"

At the last moment, the Great Demon King released their hands on his manhood that was about to gain fulfilment and instead spread open Song Jia's legs.

"Jia, squeeze your legs together."

Song Jia didn't refuse. She also wanted to make him achieve release earlier so that she could rest.

The grinding of his large cock between her legs rubbed her lower half, which also stimulated Song Jia. Reflexively, she began to cater to him. She clamped her legs even more tightly, as the engorged head of his manhood scraped her clitoris.

Song Jia felt as the heat of their bodies turned the whole room into an inferno. She could hear the Great Demon King's hoarse pants, his breathing heavy. He pumped faster and faster, their bodies bouncing from the rhythm.

Squelching sounds echoed loudly inside the room.

The Great Demon King brought his face closer to hers. His hips pulled out before slamming back in. It was as if he was truly having sex with her.

"Hnng!" Song Jia couldn't resist the stimulation and orgasmed first.

His arms tightened around her, almost crushing her with his strength. A groan slipped through the Great Demon King's clenched teeth.

"Jia...!"

He jerked his hips a couple more times, until his suppressed desire finally burst out of him. Thick, white semen spurted out from the tip and drenched Song Jia's thighs. It dripped down from her skin and onto the bedsheet, staining it.

Even as his cock was pulled out from her thighs and started to soften, the slit was still wide open, spurting out the last stream of his cum.

The Great Demon King pressed his lips against Song Jia's and gave her a heavy kiss.