Chapter 220: Save Me (3)

Chapter 220: Save Me (3)Just now, the Gray Devil had given back the control of Dowd’s body to some extent.

But, even though that was the case, it would be pointless if he were to run away or resist, so he simply just followed what she wanted instead.

That was what had crossed his mind, albeit reluctantly, as he looked down at the naked body before his eyes.

“...”

He had to admit that it was a beautiful body.

It was so beautiful that his consciousness halted for a moment before his blood rushed to his crotch.

He recalled the fact that most of the Devils looked greatly similar to their Vessels; That was why her body’s smooth curves looked almost exactly like Eleanor’s.

No, actually, she looked more voluptuous than her.

“...”

As he recalled that fact, Dowd unknowingly closed his eyes for a moment.

For some reason, regret, immorality and guilt enveloped his whole being.

[What are you thinking?]

When her question fell, he came back to his senses as he looked at the Gray Devil.

Her red eyes were fixed on him. There was no sign of hostility or malice in her eyes, but the atmosphere that she was exuding made him feel nervous somehow.

“...Nothing.”

For some reason, though, he had a feeling that telling her what he was thinking wouldn’t be a good idea.

Dowd silently stuck his lower body to her private part.

While this was his first time, he had received sex education properly beforehand; He knew what he had to do and had a rough idea of how everything would feel.

“...Hmph...”

And so...

The impact of the first penetration was a little bigger than expected.

Men told dirty stories in a quite graphic way—though, there might be some who did not.

Such a thought vaguely flashed across Dowd’s dull mind.

One silly remark coming from that one tipsy guy in a drinking party crossed his mind.

He said that women who had trained their pelvic floor muscles would be able to crush a walnut with their vagina.

Everyone who heard it burst out laughing, saying that it was ridiculous, even Dowd himself thought that the person who said it would end up causing trouble because of alcohol someday.

But he agreed with the fact that each person had different capabilities sexually.

And in that regard,

“...You might be able to crush it.”

[Hm—?]

“No, nothing.”

Dowd managed to breathe regularly through his gritted teeth.

The suction force he felt was so strong that useless thoughts such as ‘What the fuck? Does she have a vacuum inside her vagina or something?’ popped up inside his mind.

One thing he was sure about was that the feeling was something that no amount of exercise could achieve; It was as if the inside of her vagina was a living being, enclosing his penis and continuously stimulating it.

As if she was concentrating all the muscle in her body in that spot so that his orgasm would feel even better.

“...It’s moving.”

[...♥]

As he said so in a stiffened voice, she smiled at him affectionately, as usual.

Her insides moved faster. As Dowd’s breaths grew so hot that they could probably burn the skin they touched it, he grabbed her breasts.

He held one of her breasts in place with his palm and wrist, and used his index finger to gently massaged the nipple. As he pinched and flicked it, the Gray Devil slightly twisted her whole body as if she was struck by electricity.

[You’re C3⁄4ð goood...]

The Gray Devil pushed her own hot breath up to the roof of her mouth. She then raised her upper body with a horny expression, wrapping both her arms around Dowd’s body that was moving slowly.

[More ¡Á it more... ]

“...”

As if cheering on him, she passionately hugged Dowd’s lower body that was connected to hers, and whispered so in a sweet voice.

Moans that sounded as if she was fawning on him mixed in her pants. She was visibly blushing, which was out of character for her.

Even though she didn’t even have a real human body, she earnestly imitated one to try and ‘satisfy’ him.

Seeing this, his frown grew deeper instead though.

Truthfully, he was angry.

Because throughout the whole process, from A to Z,

She took the lead in them, and yet, it still felt as if she was ‘going easy’ on him.

This wasn’t about his pride as a man or whatnot. He felt it to the point that he could feel the gap of their ‘status’ as different living beings.

This woman could crush her with a finger if she wanted to. She could tear him apart to pieces.

Yet...

She laid herself under him of her own will, voluntarily ‘serving’ him to satisfy him sexually.

“...”

In his mind, he knew...

That this was all an act and she was part of her mischief to tease him.

However...

At this moment, when his judgment was clouded, when every sense on his body had been brought to the extreme.

Let alone rationality, his instinct was ‘deluded’.

Along with a sensation that felt as if his heart sank, he unknowingly attached his body closer to her.

And, he cummed.

“-! -!! -!!!!!”

It felt as if his entire lower body was overheating, to the point that he felt his soul was sucked out from that tiny hole.

Instead of pouring out, it felt like a whole dam was bursting and collapsing.

He could not even speak properly. The only thing that came out of his slightly open mouth was a breath that felt like a wind coming out of a very narrow space. The only thing he could feel was the feedback of the pleasure that was burning his nervous system white. With the amount of information provided by the stimulus alone, there was no way he could return to his senses.

Meanwhile, his cum kept pouring out. He kept on belching out his genes into the Gray Devil’s body.

It went on, and on...

As if it would never stop.

“Ha...Hm—ph...”

A moan that sounded a roar of a beast vibrated under Dowd's vocal cords.

The pleasure was almost like pain at this point. It felt like his brain was seared with a hot iron.

So he held his head. He couldn’t tell how much time passed. Dizziness struck him.

[Ha, aah—]

The sight of the Gray Devil stroking her lower belly with both hands, with an ecstatic expression...

Was the last thing Dowd remembered before he lost consciousness.

●

Did I faint for about an hour?

Dowd thought as he struggled to open his eyes. A voice immediately came from his side.

[Are you¡Ásatisfied?]

“...”

Let alone feeling satisfied...

He could only remember this woman had him on lock and squeezed him out.

“...Is it over now...?”

He muttered in an exhausted voice.

In this state, he really didn’t have any other answer he could give her, but the Gray Devil just smiled after hearing that.

“...”

He had seen that expression of her too many times and his time as well, anxiety ran down his spine.

Because good things had never happened to him when this punk had this look on her face.

And what she said after that supported such a theory.

[What do you¡Ámean over?]

“...”

[The night is still¡Á young.]

“...”

[Don’t you think ¡Á we have to do it ¡Á a few more times?]

Dowd sweeped his hair with blank eyes.

I see.

Doing that thing we just did a few more times, huh...?

He once again was reminded that the Devils were definitely an insane bunch.

[I’m the most C3⁄4ð moderate C3⁄4ð among us, though?]

"..."

[If anything, you should C3⁄4ð have been glad C3⁄4ð that you weren’t caught by the others.]

As he was drowning in his thoughts, the Gray Devils said so while chuckling, as if telling him that he should be glad for what had happened to him.

She did not seem to be joking.

"..."

In other words...

She was saying that the other Devils had more horrible sexual orientations to the point where what she did would seem childish.

...Save me.

That was why...

It was natural that such a thought came to his mind in this situation.