Frostfire Legacy

Chapter 240 This is a Job! (2) [R18]

Aster's eyes were glued to the wet spot on Faeloria's panties, his body reacting instinctively as his length throbbed with growing need. Without thinking, he threw himself over her, his face hovering just inches from hers. Their eyes locked, her green irises glowing faintly with longing and desire.

His hands moved to grab her breasts, trying to act confident, but the awkwardness in his touch revealed his inexperience.

Faeloria, however, found his hesitation endearing. A smile spread across her lips as she let out a moan in response to his fumbling touch.

"Ah~! Hmmm~!"

Her body trembled beneath his hands, reacting to each squeeze, each caress, even if they weren't expertly delivered.

Her lips quivered as her eyes fluttered shut, heat coursing through her body. She could feel a familiar throb deep within her womb, a need awakening inside her. Sweat beaded on her skin as her temperature rose to match Aster's feverish heat. Before she realized it, her right hand had already slipped down between her legs, rubbing her slick folds in desperation.

"Ah, Aster...!" she moaned, her voice full of need.

Her words ignited something primal within him. Aster's breath hitched, his name rolling off her lips making his whole body tremble.

"Faeloria..." he rasped, his lips just barely forming the words.

She didn't need him to say anything more. Her smile widened, and she spread her legs, shifting her soaked panties out of the way. "Feel free~!" she purred.

Aster's gaze shifted downward, noticing how smooth she was—reminiscent of being freshly shaved.

"Did you... prepare for this?" he asked, a mix of amusement and surprise coloring his tone. "It looks like you were expecting this."

"Just call me Fae, Aster. And yes... it's been a long time. Ten years, in fact," Faeloria replied without a hint of embarrassment. "I'm more than ready. Would you mind helping this old lady relive her youth~?"

Aster chuckled softly, his lips brushing against her ear. "You're no old lady, Fae," he whispered. "And it'd be my pleasure to help you forget the past, not just remember it."

*SCHUCK!*

"...!"

"Hnnng~!" she moaned, her voice filled with satisfaction.

More than the physical pleasure, Faeloria found herself watching Aster's face, captivated by his expression. His face was twisted with a mix of desperation and raw pleasure, his eyes searching hers, as if silently begging for her seal of approval.

'Do I... have a thing for younger men?' The thought crossed her mind briefly, but she brushed it aside. Whether it was true or not didn't matter. Not right now.

"Ah! Fuck me harder!" she groaned, grabbing fistfuls of Aster's hair, yanking him closer.

Her hands scratched at his back, her nails digging into his skin as she tried to ground herself, her body trembling with every thrust. Aster didn't let up, his strong arms wrapping around her, pulling her against him tightly. Her breasts flattened against his chest as he held her close, his musky scent and the sound of his ragged breathing heightening her arousal.

She could feel his cock throbbing deep inside her, signaling that he was close to cumming.

"Go on, fill me up with your seed! Impregnate me!" Faeloria urged, her voice desperate.

Aster's control finally snapped. With a loud groan, he came, releasing deep inside her. The force of it was unlike anything he'd felt before, as if his cum was being drawn out of him by the pulsing contractions of her body.

They stayed like that for a few moments, both panting heavily, their bodies slick with sweat. After what felt like an eternity, Aster pulled out, and his cum dripped from her, pooling onto the sheets.

"Ah, what a waste~!" Faeloria teased, her fingers tracing her entrance, spreading the slick cum around as if she were applying lotion. The sight of it sent a fresh wave of desire coursing through Aster.

"..."

Even though he was drained, Aster's cock hadn't softened. The effects of the energy-enhancing food still lingered, keeping him ready for more. Faeloria noticed the way he was looking at her, and with a soft smile, she extended her arms toward him, beckoning him closer.

For the next eight hours, they indulged in each other, giving in to the pleasure without restraint. Time seemed to slip away, the world beyond their bed forgotten as they lost themselves in one another.

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After the intensity faded, they finally lay down, Faeloria snuggled up against Aster's chest like a small kitten seeking warmth.

"Remember, my offer stands," she whispered, her voice soft and sleepy. "If you ever need a break or can't find your true love, come visit. My door is always open."