Chapter 190: Breakfast [R18]
The morning sun blazed through the window, waking Sunny. A slow smile spread across his face as the memories of the night before sex—the sheer, unrestrained passion with Josephine—flooded his mind. He was blissfully exhausted, yet not ready to move.
He tried to drift back to sleep but sensed movement on the bed. He peered through semi-closed eyes to see Josephine, radiant and clearly still naked, crawling toward him. She smoothly peeled back the duvet, her eyes lighting up at the sight of his morning arousal.
Sunny hid his own smile. He’d thought she was exhausted, even begging him to stop, yet here she was, radiating playful intensity.
Josephine gently took hold of him, her tongue flicking out to trace the tip. She grinned—a knowing, confident, slightly wicked grin—before leaning in and taking half his length into her mouth.
"Mmm..." Sunny let out a slight groan as she began to expertly work him.
’She is getting better.’ he thought, amazed by her sudden, uninhibited enthusiasm.
She continued, her movements slow and deliberate, reaching between her legs to begin playing with herself at the same time. Sunny knew he was nearing his limit.
"Ah..."
He let out little moans as she brought him closer. She gazed at his face, clearly enjoying the power of his reaction, aware of exactly how close he was by the sounds he was making.
Just before he climaxed, Josephine stopped. She smoothly straddled him, guiding his hardened length until his tip popped into her warm, wet center.
"Oh my god, oh my god!!" she whispered, her breath ragged. "It’s so big, so big."
She panted, bracing herself as his head finally slipped inside. She used every ounce of strength to keep from collapsing completely onto him.
’How is she so tight after our "workout"?’ Sunny wondered, marveling at the intense pleasure despite his struggle to maintain the pretense of sleep.
Josephine moved forward, leaning over him and settling on a comfortable depth, before beginning to move her hips backward and forward in a slow, grinding rhythm.
"Ohhh, yes," she gasped in a long, drawn-out whisper.
Josephine brought her tight core up and down his shaft, an alluring silhouette against the light. Sunny couldn’t keep the charade going any longer. He snapped awake, grabbing hold of her hips, and began fucking her—hard.
"What, you?!"
Josephine cried out, a mixture of shock, surprise, and absolute joy. Sunny captured her nipple between his lips, matching his rhythmic thrusts to her growing pleasure.
"AHH!! Yes!! Fuck me!" Her gasps turned into cries of pure pleasure as she raced toward a climax.
"Cum all over my cock!" Sunny grunted into her ear. Josephine couldn’t reply, managing only a look of intense, ecstatic need before he drove her further.
"I want you to, cum all over my cock right now," Sunny ordered, his voice thick with lust and command.
Josephine managed a nod and the single word: "Okay."
Sunny brushed the hair out of her face and met her eyes, kissing her deeply as he continued to slip in and out.
"Ahhh!! I’m going to, I’m going to right—"
She stopped talking, body tensing rigidly as a long, relief-filled cry flooded from her mouth. Sunny felt her muscles clamp down hard around him, and in the next instant, his semen came shooting out, flooding his wife. He felt each powerful stream leave him. It leaked down his shaft as Josephine squirmed on top of him.
"...AHH."
Josephine froze, her body locked in position as the residual nerves tingled wildly. A small shiver ran through her, a thin string of saliva hanging from her mouth. In that moment of utter release, she had never looked more beautiful to him.
She collapsed next to Sunny, the warm semen turning cool between her legs.
"What a delicious breakfast that was," Josephine stuttered, a truly satisfied smile blooming on her face.
Her eyes, held a new depth of vitality. The primal, predatory energy was gone, replaced by a radiant calm.
Sunny smiled back, a mixture of deep affection and utter exhaustion coloring his expression. He leaned in, kissing her a couple of times—a lingering, grateful touch—before slowly, carefully, getting out of bed.
"I think we should shower now," he suggested, his voice low and warm.
"Go ahead, I’ll be there in a while, just need to catch my breath," Josephine said, not moving, instead sinking deeper into the luxurious bedding. She watched him walk toward the bathroom, her gaze intense.
A soft, almost mischievous purr left her lips. "So beautiful, oh, I got to eat another."
With an energy that belied her previous fatigue, she suddenly stood up, a playful gleam in her eyes, and followed quickly behind Sunny.
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[Three hours later.]
Sunny finally sat on the mansion’s plush couch, wrapped in a fresh bathrobe, staring wearily at the system’s screen before him. Exhaustion was a foreign concept to a God-rank being, yet here he was, pleasantly spent.
’Finally, she is asleep... Who would have thought she will jump on me in the shower, and we had to do it there, and in the bed room again, three whole times, no four.’ He mused internally, shaking his head.
Sunny knew the desperate circumstances of the "cooling down" were past, but the sudden, intense demand was unprecedented.
’Hey system, is this a side effect?’ he asked with a slight frown.
{Mate’s Bloodline doesn’t have any side effects, Master.}
’Oh? So had she been holding back all this while? But why?’ Sunny frowned in confusion. He was keenly aware of Josephine’s quiet strength and reserved nature.
"Had the ancient Bloodline energy unlocked a deeply suppressed side of her?" He muttered the question aloud, confused.
’Show me her profile, let’s see her progress,’ he stated, eager to quantify the results of the harrowing tribulation.
{Ok, Master.}
Sunny watched as the screen changed, and what he saw next stunned him in place, causing his previous weariness to vanish, replaced by pure, wide-eyed shock. Her progression was not merely impressive; it was impossible to even him.