Chapter 79 78-The Dignity Of A Hero（1st Update, Cheer Me With Power Stones!）



"Ah..."

Unable to help herself, Olivia Brown moaned out loud.

Ethan chuckled, whispering, "I know...you enjoy this very much..."

His hand moved downwards, brushing across the silky skin of Olivia's belly.

His fingertips seemed to carry some kind of magic, making Olivia ultra-sensitive to his touch.

Ethan's hand glided lower on Olivia Brown's flat abdomen, finally stopping at her flower bud.

Olivia was extremely tense.

Bending over, Ethan leaned closer to Olivia, his warm breath brushed against her cheek.

"Do you want more, hmm?"

"I don't want..." Olivia turned her head slightly, murmuring incoherently.

"I'll make it feel good for you, trust me."

Ethan continued to coax her while his tongue teased her neck.

The tantalizing stimulation made Olivia tense all over.

"Good girl, turn around and spread your legs."

Ethan's voice was like a devil's whisper. Despite her internal struggle, Olivia slowly turned around, bending over in front of him.

She looked like a pitiful puppy waiting to be fed.

Ethan parted Olivia's raised buttocks, ensuring she was wet enough before he gently thrusted in until her petals were fully blossomed.

"Oh!..." Unable to control herself, Olivia screamed out loud, her legs twitching in response to the surge of emotions.

Ethan squinted his eyes, savoring the exquisite experience while kneading Olivia's perky buttocks.

Olivia welcomed Ethan's thrusts, letting out feeble pleas.

"Ah...softer...I'm scared of the pain..."

Ethan nodded and slowed down. Once Olivia adapted, he began another wave of attack.

Again and again.

Every time Olivia voiced her fatigue or felt she couldn't hold on, Ethan would patiently guide her to continue.

Her face grew redder, her moans turned softer and even her breasts were trembling in sync with Ethan's movements.

"Ah...it's so good...so intense..."

Ethan grasped her chest and began another charge.

"Hmm, ah..." Olivia was gasping for breath due to the overwhelming sensation.

Yet Ethan seemed insatiable, continuing to grind against her soft body.

"Ah..." Olivia felt as if her body was melting, panting intermittently, "Haven't you...had enough? I can't take anymore..."

Ethan shook his head, "We're just getting started."

Olivia looked up at Ethan, her eyes clouded with desire, her forehead covered in sweat, her face flushed.

"Ah..."

Unable to help herself, Olivia let out another low moan, feeling a tingling sensation spread all over her body. It was like countless ants were crawling under her skin, an indescribable feeling.

Ethan increased his thrusting frequency, causing Olivia to scream out in ecstasy. Her voice was raspy and alluring, overpowering her usual tone, exuding an unusual sex appeal.

"Let's change positions." Ethan instructed Olivia to turn around, lifting her up before reentering her.

"Mmm..."

A satisfied moan escaped from the back of Olivia's throat, her legs instinctively wrapping around Ethan's waist.

"Oh!..."

Her buttocks arched forward involuntarily, her long, slender legs clinging tightly to Ethan's body, her feet locked around his waist.

Their naked bodies entwined tightly, the angle between Ethan's waist and Olivia's buttocks formed an exaggerated triangle, a sight that was blood-boiling.

Ethan's pace was quickening, each thrust felt as though he was impaling Olivia Brown. 

Olivia Brown had long forgotten who she was. 

At this moment, she could think of nothing but the pleasure bestowed upon her by her body's instinctive response. 

"Oh... this is so good... I'm... I'm going to die..."

Olivia Brown's voice gradually subsided, she was about to faint and her body had lost its supportive power. 

However, it wasn't over, Ethan continued to conquer her time and time again.

"Ah... slow down... too... too fast... wu..."

Ethan paid no heed to Olivia Brown's pleas, persistently slamming into Olivia Brown, repeatedly sending his own heated essence into her body, causing her spirit to ascend gradually until she reached the peak. 

"I... I... can't... can't hold on..."

Olivia Brown collapsed onto the bed, her lower body in a state of utter mess. 

Ethan lay next to her, one hand on her shoulder and the other on her plump buttocks, holding position. 

Two young and fiery bodies tangled together, their bodily fluids mixed, spreading an intoxicating scent in the air.

Olivia Brown turned over and leaned into Ethan's embrace, one hand on his chest, her face bearing a dazed expression. 

Ethan held Olivia Brown and placed her on the bed, grabbing a pillow to cushion her back, positioning her to sit on him.

Olivia Brown shyly glanced at Ethan. 

Her clothes were now almost completely torn, her body marked with signs of their intimate encounter, especially the hickeys on her chest which depicted the intensity of their earlier encounter. 

Seeing this, Ethan smirked wickedly.

His right hand roamed to the root of Olivia Brown's legs, stroking the smooth skin of her thighs, then slowly lifted her buttocks, gently guiding them to his midriff. 

Olivia Brown's face grew even redder, she bit her lip shyly and closed her eyes.

Ethan chuckled lightly, then suddenly with a forceful surge, he thrust deeply into Olivia Brown. 

"Ah—!" 

Olivia Brown let out a suppressed groan, her face pained, but her arms wrapped tightly around Ethan's neck, refusing to let go.

"How's that? You like it?" Ethan asked, looking at Olivia Brown's pale face with a smile. "Hmm..." Olivia Brown pursed her lips, unable to utter a word.

"You want more?" Ethan asked again. 

"Hmm... yes..." Olivia Brown blushed so much that she didn't dare to open her eyes.

"Such a good girl, okay." Ethan agreed with a smile, and once again thrust forcefully. 

"Ah!..." Olivia Brown let out another suppressed moan, "Faster!"

Ethan didn't speak, continuing to drive himself forward. 

"Hmm..." 

Olivia Brown felt as though her body was being consumed by an unquenchable flame, scorching her skin. 

"Hmm~" 

Olivia Brown let out another moan. 

"Hmm..." 

"Hmm... Ah..." 

"Hmm..."

Olivia Brown felt like she was going mad, her heart seemed to be ready to fly out of her chest, beyond her control.

This pleasure was more stimulating than anything else, making her immersed in it, unable to extricate herself.

"Huh..."

Ethan exhaled deeply, filling her up once again.

Olivia Brown laid flat on the bed, panting heavily. 

Sweat dripped down her forehead, soaking her clothes.

She had already fallen into a faint sleep. 

Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were filled with an irresistible allure.

"Now, it's time for the final course."

Ethan licked his lips and turned to Isabella Jones, who was currently filled with a conflicted expression.

Without seeking her opinion, Ethan simply opened the prison door and walked in.

Isabella Jones bit her lip, looking somewhat struggling. Finally, as if resigned, she spoke softly, "I... I know it's pointless to say anything now, but I hope you won't force me."

"It's my first time... I hope, all of this happens because I want it to."

"Alright." Such a request, Ethan naturally wouldn't refuse.

But at the same time, he thought this girl was somewhat naive. 

Once she had tasted some things, it would no longer be up to her.

Her two companions were just like virtuous women before, but what about now?

"Since you want to do it yourself, let's start with your mouth." Ethan grinned, stepping forward to touch Isabella Jones's lips.

Seeing Ethan approach, Isabella Jones shrank back a bit, but in the end, she chose to accept, allowing Ethan to touch her lips with his fingers, then pushing them into her mouth, playing with her tongue.

"Um..." Isabella Jones unconsciously sucked on Ethan's fingers, her crystalline saliva trickling down the corner of her mouth.

Ethan licked his lips, motioned for her to kneel down, then grabbed Isabella Jones's hand, guiding it to grasp the monster between his legs.

"Let's start."

"Mm..." Isabella Jones nodded, slowly extending her head.

Ethan played with her lips with his fingers, pushing them into her mouth again, toying with her tongue.

"Um..." Isabella Jones unconsciously sucked on Ethan's fingers, her crystalline saliva trickling down the corner of her mouth.

Ethan licked his lips, motioned her to kneel down, then took hold of Isabella Jones's hand, guiding her to grasp his shaft.

Ethan motioned for Isabella Jones to kneel down and take his member in her hand. 

Obediently, she opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue to tentatively give it a lick.

"Ah..." Ethan watched the naive girl in front of him, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. 

He put his hand on Isabella Jones's smooth and fair back, leisurely kneading it and asked, "Do you know how to please a man?"