Chapter 62: Peeking Girl

Chapter 62: Peeking Girl

Chapter 62: Peeking Girl

A long and muffled moan suddenly echoed through the forest.

And as Liz peeked, what she found made her eyes widen and her bodily temperature increase suddenly.

Rea said earlier: “With that strong body of yours, you could have all the males for you. They would definitely be at your beck and call If you stopped being such a little bitch.”

Indeed, Liz could have all the Worka males she wanted.

Female Workas are expected to be strong, both physically and mentally.

Liz was both, and her physique was more than enough to prove that.

She stood at 186 centimeters, making her shorter than Roka by 1 centimeter only.

Liz could have all the male Workas she wanted.

The issue was that she had certain tastes... That would be described as “Kinks” by others.

No matter who she spent time with or who courted her, Liz could never feel her heart rate increase by them.

Because they were both smaller and weaker than her.

In Worka society, the females are dominant and strong. They are the ones who initiate and make decisions.

But Liz’s tastes were different.

What she wanted was...

‘That’s...’

Her mind had gone blank.

The female Granilith’s moans and gasps were muffled. Her mouth was covered.

Her back was against a tree’s trunk, and her arms were extended upwards.

Liz told herself to look away repeatedly, but she couldn’t bring herself to do so.

Her eyes were stuck on the expression of pleasure on the female Granilith’s face, as well as...

Thrust- Thrust- Thrust-

The impressive and throbbing member that was penetrating her again and again. Slow and full thrusts.

Each of his moves made the female Granilith quiver and moan.

Liz’s pupils dilated as she stared at the Paru’s wide and powerful back muscles. At his shoulders. At his arms.

At his hand that was covering the female Granilith’s mouth, muffling her gasps.

At his other hand that was holding the female Granilith’s wrists against the tree, keeping her arms extended upwards.

Liz, who had been moving stealthily until now, suddenly felt her breathing grow heavy and haggard.

She finally managed to pull her gaze away, hiding back behind the tree.

Her left hand was resting against her stomach.

Her right hand up and down her abdomen, before moving to her left shoulder... He was stronger. Much stronger. His muscles were more developed. His height was otherworldly.

Liz was suddenly reminded of the Paru carrying the incredibly heavy pieces of machinery as if they didn’t weigh anything.

She wanted him to hold her. To take her. To lock her in place, just like she had seen him lock the female Granilith’s wrists in place.

The way his hand roughly lay against the female Granilith’s mouth, muffling her moans.

Could he lock her in place that way? Could he make her moan that way?

Upon asking herself those questions, Liz immediately felt a shiver move down her spine. She felt herself get wetter.

She knew that the answer was yes.

His large hands. His wide back. His powerful muscles. His incredibly large and thick-

“Mmmm!” Liz brought a hand to her mouth, muffling the gasp that would have, otherwise, echoed through the spaceship.

She started feeling stressed and anxious.

She needed to calm down. To calm herself down.

But how? Somehow!

But there was no one to do it. No way for her to calm herself down.

She bit on her left hand, as her right hand started moving down her core towards her inner thighs.

It was impossible for her to fully calm herself down.

Only he could.

But for now,

“Mmm!” Laying a hand on her crotch was all it took for her to quiver and rise to the tip of her toes.

She felt like she would follow to the ground.

Her knees were weak. Her whole body was.

She wanted to feel this way. She wanted him to make her feel this way.

She wanted his colossal throbbing and pulsating member to enter her.

But something so large... Could she even take it?

Asking herself that question only turned her on further. Could she take it? The answer didn’t matter. Liz wanted it.

She wanted it to enter her.

To push against her lower lips. To spread her open.

But for now, she had to settle with her fingers. She would settle for them, until the day when he would...