"Ah… what are you doing…?"
Emily's voice trembled, thin and light, dissolving into the heated air of the room.
Max's fingers brushed over her lower lip, slow yet intentional. With every touch, Emily's body twitched slightly, letting out strange sounds she couldn't suppress herself.
Emily was just about to raise her hands when Max firmly grasped both her wrists and pinned them above her head. Her pale arms were stretched taut, exposing the soft hollows beneath her arms under the dim light.
"What am I doing?"
Max's voice dropped.
"Warming up before the main event."
Pressed beneath him, Emily didn't struggle the way her words suggested. On the contrary, her body responded honestly. A familiar sensation, like a primal instinct being awakened, made her arch slightly, pretending to resist just to tease him.
The sight of a woman completely under his control, deliberately arching her body to provoke him, caused Max's eyes to darken with pleasure.
He bent down, burying his face between her breasts, greedily sucking.
"It tickles… stop it… yah…"
Emily let out a soft laugh, but Max didn't bother responding. His hand continued to slide downward, slow and steady. When his fingertips touched that wet, slick place, the corner of his mouth curled upward.
"Stop?"
"Your little sister seems far more honest than you."
A shiver ran along Emily's spine, from her legs up to her head. The craving to be filled flared violently, but she only bit her lip, not daring to speak.
The lingering alcohol in her body made her head burn. For a brief moment, Emily wanted nothing more than to crawl into a hole from embarrassment.
Max released her wrists and moved closer.
He took off his pants.
What appeared before her eyes made Emily freeze, her mouth slightly open, unable to close it in time.
Seizing the chance, Max pushed his "little brother" straight into her mouth.
"Ghk… ghk…"
Both his hands held Emily's head tightly, pulling it back and forth as if he were controlling a toy that belonged solely to him.
"Ghk… oh… ghk…"
Emily couldn't speak. The sounds were choked in her throat, broken and fragmented. But her moist, lust-filled eyes said everything.
The pace gradually increased.
Then Max pulled her head down as deep as possible, holding it there.
Before Emily could recover from the dizziness, a stream of hot liquid flooded into her mouth, making her shudder in shock. Only after a while did he release her, letting Emily collapse onto the bed.
She was about to speak when Max's decisive voice rang out.
"Swallow it all."
Emily hesitated for a moment. That domineering gaze allowed no doubt.
"Gulp."
A small sound echoed in the room.
"Hey… take it slow. It hurts…"
Max stood there, looking down between her legs, and laughed.
"I don't think so."
Emily followed his gaze downward. That place was already soaked, glistening with a clear fluid.
Her vision swayed.
In the blink of an eye, Max flipped her over. Emily's chest pressed against the bed, her hips raised high, completely exposed.
From behind, she felt Max's "holy sword" rubbing lightly against the soft, moist entrance. Restlessness and impatience surged, making her breathing quicken.
The alcohol gave her extra courage.
Emily turned her head back, looking at him with a seductive gaze.
"Master… put it inside me…"
"Damn."
"You're really cute."
Max sat down on her legs, both hands gripping her soft waist. The burning blade thrust straight deep into the cave.
Emily threw her head back, screaming in pain, yet within that scream was an undeniable trace of pleasure.
"It hurts so much… but I can feel you… inside me…"
Max chuckled softly.
"It only feels good after it hurts."
Thanks to the existing wetness, his movements became smooth and fluid. The virgin cave clenched so tightly that Max felt he was about to lose control.
"Your little sister…"
"It's like she doesn't want to let my little brother go at all…"
Hearing those words, Emily's body reacted on its own, tightening even more. She clutched the bedsheets tightly, her fingernails turning white from the force.
The excitement made Max grip her waist harder.
"Ah… that's it…"
"I don't even know your name yet…"
"This is crazy…"
"Max."
Overwhelmed by pain and dizziness, Emily turned around and reached out to touch his chest, only for him to immediately grab her wrist and use it as leverage.
She was completely swept away by her emotions.
"That's right, Max…"
"Right there…"
"Attack my weak spot…"
Moans mixed with ragged breathing, the soft, hot, moist sensation surrounding him making Max unable to hold back any longer.
"Give me your seed… please…"
"Don't regret it."
A stream of scorching essence poured deep inside Emily. She screamed in ecstasy, the sense of union so vivid that her mind went blank.
Looking at her arched posture and satisfied expression, Max felt pleasure surge. A bit of white fluid spilled out, slowly dripping onto the mattress below.
He released her.
The two of them had just turned to face each other, barely catching their breath, when Max thrust in once more.
"Ah… ah!"
"How are you still so strong…"
"Wait… let me rest