Predatory Marriage - Chapter 331

Chapter 331 – Ishakan Takes Over Her Mind (3)

Translator: Atlas / Editor: Regan

Leah’s eyes widened and her face flushed as she looked at her naked self in the mirror.

“Beautiful, right?” Ishakan whispered to his shocked wife.

His rigid manhood rubbed against her buttocks, moistened by the liquid flowing from his gl@ns. Ishakan caught her chin and turned her face up, covering her mouth with his.

The head of his manhood pushed into her opening as they kissed with growing passion, gently entering her. Her waist lifted involuntarily, and a sigh of pleasure escaped.

His manhood, thick as a forearm, did not push all the way inside her. The shallow penetration was all the more maddening.

Leah moved, trying to cool down the heat overwhelming her, pushing instinctively closer to the cool surface of the mirror. As her breasts stroked against it, more milk dribbled out, streaking the glass.

“Oh!”

Leah drew back quickly, but the milk was already sliding down the mirror. Her face turned crimson with mortification.

“Ishakan…please…”

“Are you embarrassed?” He asked, biting her ear. “Should I add mine there?”

He was ready to pull his manhood out of her to add his own fluids to the surface, and tears filled her eyes at this touching consideration. Leah shook her head frantically.

He squeezed her br3asts, forcing more milk to flow from them, even as his manhood stroked gently into her. It was so strange to feel both sensations at once.

Her vision blurred with pleasure. It felt as if her head was about to explode. Leah couldn’t hold back any longer, and the moaning plea escaped her lips.

“Stop…ahhhh…”

But even though she told him to stop, her hips were still moving, and Ishakan let out a suppressed moan and squeezed her br3asts hard.

She could feel the milk jetting out so clearly. Leah began to pant, looking at the mirror with blurred eyes. The picture there was unbearably lewd.

Her sweaty hair was sticking to her skin. Her br3asts were reddened and swollen, repeatedly spurting her milk. She could not believe the woman she saw in this condition was herself.

And then she looked at the face of the man behind her, wild with lust and excitement. She couldn’t look away from his taut, flexing muscles, and Leah swallowed.

At that moment, their gazes met in the mirror. His golden eyes glittered ferociously, filled with uncontrollable desire.

He looked as if he wanted to devour her, and a thrill of fear ran through her, but was quickly replaced by overwhelming pleasure. His obvious excitement burned through her like fire.

Ishakan’s lips moved in a slow smile, and Leah’s eyes quickly lowered in embarrassment.

“You have to look at me,” he whispered, when she refused to look up. “Come on, Leah…”

She had no choice but to look into his eyes.

“Our baby has to come soon,” he murmured. “He’s made his father suffer so much.”

He thrust up into her.

“And his mother, too…”

She could feel him shudder at the surge of pleasure, and the hand that had been squeezing her n!pple followed the trail of milk over her rounded belly.

“You like it when I’m crude,” he whispered. “But I must restrain myself a little…”

Ishakan bit down hard on the back of her neck, cupping both her br3asts in his hand, and then lifted his wet fingers to his mouth and slowly licked them, looking at her.

“So for now, I will.”