My Girlfriends Are Hardcore Yanderes - Chapter 55

Chapter 55: Clouded Feelings
Her skin, usually cold and untouchable, was now warm and inviting. The metallic taste of her blood was also addicting, and he found himself unable to resist the urge to get more.

The thrill of kissing her was unlike anything he’d ever felt. He knew he needed to maintain a cool head, but the intoxicating taste of her saliva was too much.

‘I can feel my senses coming back,’ he muttered to himself.

His muscles tensed as his heightened sensitivity kicked in. Every touch, every movement around him, became crystal clear.

At the same time, she now looked more enticing, more pleasing to the eye. He found himself wanting to embrace her.

‘Is this feeling because I also love her? ‘ He wondered,

He couldn’t tell if this was his real emotion or a natural, male reaction.

And he was right to doubt. Whether his feelings were genuine or not, any man who saw her face would want to screw her and enjoy her body.

Claiming he was doing this out of love would be nothing more than a convenient excuse.

This wasn’t a fairytale where the hero fell in love with the heroine for her pure heart. It was only physical attraction. He knew the line between desire and true affection blurred easily, especially with someone of her beauty.

If she could hear her thoughts, it would break her heart, given her current fragile state of mind.

She had saved herself for one person, and over time, plenty of men had truly loved her. Yet, in the end, she would give everything to Asher, a man uncertain of his own feelings.

The whole situation felt like an ironic twist of fate, yet it only made her want him more.

Their kiss grew deeper and more passionate. His hands, which had been resting on the bed, moved to hold her soft waist, pulling her closer.

Her eyes searched his, looking for any sign of rejection. But all she saw was a man lost in the sexual sensation she offered him.

Suddenly, his body responded. She felt his erection on her ass, and she was pleased to have drawn a response from him.

Her strong reaction was strange, and just as he had suspected, the succubus’s poison was clouding her line of thoughts.

No matter how deeply she felt for him, her choices came across as desperate and forced.

By now, he’d given up on saying anything to stop her. If he did, it would only come across as a rejection.

Lucy’s hands began to shake as she reached for the button on his pants. The fabric was rough under her fingertips, and she had to take a moment to steady herself.

With a quiet click, the button gave way, and she slowly pulled the zipper down.

She felt the weight of his gaze on her, and a shiver ran through her at the thought of how silly and needy she might look.

But she couldn’t help herself—lust had completely taken over.

As she pulled his underwear down, his erection sprang free, long and gritty.

She found herself staring, taken aback by its size now that it was alive.

‘Can this even fit inside me? ‘ she wondered.

Meanwhile, Asher just watched her with a blank face. Unlike men his age who were used to watching porn or looking at magazines, he had been too focused on his life to pay attention to such things.

‘I had no idea what to do.’ he sighed to himself.

The same could be said for Lucy. She had read about it and talked about it, but the reality was something entirely different.

All this buildup was like a coil tightening around them, and she knew that if they didn’t start moving soon, it would snap and break the mood.

So she took the lead, letting instinct guide her. With shaky fingers, she wrapped both hands around his shaft.

It was hard, but it was also dry. She knew it wasn’t right.

She needed to make it wet to ease the way. Without a second thought, she leaned in and let a bead of saliva dribble from her small mouth onto the tip of his erection.

Lucy watched as the saliva trickled down the big round base, lubricating the path for her hands.

Her movements grew bolder, stroking him in a tempo that mimicked what she had felt her body craving.

“Do you like this?” she asked with trembling lips, her voice barely above a whisper.

She had never been more open with anyone, and the vulnerability was both terrifying and exhilarating.

Asher simply nodded, which saddened her, so she wanted to make him feel even better by stroking him harder and faster.

Finally, she felt his cock twitch in her grip. It was a small movement, but it sent a jolt of excitement through her.

He was definitely enjoying it. Encouraged, she leaned in and took the head of his dick into her mouth, sucking gently at first.

The salty taste was new to her, but she didn’t dislike it. Instead, she felt a strange sense of satisfaction, knowing that she was giving him pleasure.

His hips tightly bucked, pushing himself deeper into her mouth, and she took it as a sign to continue. She began to move her head, feeling the ridges of his cock against her tongue.

“Your mouth feels so good,” he groaned, and his hands found her hair, guiding her movements, and she let him set the pace.

She wasn’t sure if she was doing it right, but his remark made her feel more confident.

The sound of her mouth making wet slurpy noises filled the air, making it all too tempting for Asher.

“Do…you…. love it when I… suck you like this?” she murmured, only releasing a word when her mouth was not occupied to take in some breath.

“I like it,” he groaned in response, his grip on her hair tightening. He would be lying if he said no.

She felt his cock swell and throb in her mouth, and she knew he was ready to cum. She drove him over the brink with one final, passionate blow.

“Ughhh” He let out a low growl of pleasure as he released everything into her throat.

The taste of his dark red semen surprised her, but she didn’t pull away.

She kept her eyes open, swallowing everything he had to give her.

While this was happening, the dark veins in her body began to recede, a sign that the cure was starting to take effect.

If she kept swallowing his sperm or, better yet, allow him to fuck her raw, she’d be completely healed in no time.

“That tasted better than I expected,” she said, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand before licking it clean, leaving nothing wasted.

Lucy tried to act unaffected, holding on to some of her pride, but anyone could tell she felt a bit sad by his lack of reaction.

She hoped he would at least acknowledge her effort, but she knew she couldn’t force him to reciprocate.

‘I’m really pathetic. I can’t believe I’ve become this weak-minded just because of a poison,’ she muttered, tears welling up from embarrassment.