The Breeding Deal: Brother-in-law's Forbidden Offer - Chapter 68

Chapter 68: Birthday Gift [E]

Christine’s body trembled as she sat on Adrian’s solid lap, struggling to move up and down, back and forth, taking in the hard, iron-like shaft inside her. Her silky black hair danced wildly around her cheeks.

She and Ethan often made love in this position, but Ethan was never this…brutal.

Ethan would gently hold her waist tightly, letting her explore and use her until she was pleasurably out of breath. Only then would he gently thrust his hips, taking her into a whirlwind of pleasure.

But now, the cock inside her felt like it was going to pierce right through her.

Because of gravity, Adrian’s shaft seemed to swell even larger and deeper, making her feel like her insides were being pushed up and squeezed, leaving her breathless every time she sat down on it.

Once she finally managed to sit all the way down, the thick shaft would stand firmly in her wet, hot pussy, making her lower body involuntarily tighten. The cock would then swell sensitively, and the man would sigh silently, urging her to move up.

Christine didn’t dare keep Adrian waiting, so she lowered her head and struggled to lift her legs, using her knees to raise herself. The thick rod slowly slid out of her pussy, and every time it rubbed against her sensitive spots, she let out a muffled groan. This continued until the purple, terrifying head completely left her entrance with a wet, lewd “pop.”

The cock head was so large that as it exited, it heavily pressed against her swollen labia, forcing out a small stream of clear liquid.

After a few rounds, she was too scared to sit down and too weak to lift herself up. She could only raise her wet ass, her lower body trembling as she helplessly circled around the man’s cock head, letting out dream-like moans.

This speed was naturally not enough to satisfy Adrian. His desire-filled eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was hoarse as he said, “Faster.”

After speaking, the man raised his hand and, without warning, spread her plump buttocks, stretching her soft, tender pussy to its limit.

“Ahhhh —”

Christine instantly fell down, the fear of weightlessness and the pleasure of being almost pierced through hitting her at the same time. She screamed, and even felt the faint taste of semen in her throat.

Adrain spread her too forcefully, his cock like a thick, scorching iron rod, driving straight into her cervix. The thick head hit Christine’s lower body, making it go numb. She had just gotten used to the man’s size, but now her trembling thighs opened and closed uncontrollably, a small stream of hot liquid spraying out from where they were connected, accompanied by unstoppable panting.

Losing her balance, she fell towards Adrian’s body. Panicked, Christine reached out to grab the man’s nearby abdomen, unintentionally digging her nails into his skin.

Adrian winced in pain, frowning as he forcefully grabbed Christine’s hands and pinned them behind her. Then, he pressed his palm against her stomach, thrusting his hips up powerfully, the slightly curved head of his cock hitting a new angle.

This thrust was too deep. Christine trembled, her eyeballs rolling back helplessly. She could almost feel the man’s hand through her stomach, touching the shape of his own cock.

With a long, cat-like moan, the woman’s slender, flexible neck lost strength and leaned back, but her body uncontrollably fell into Adrian’s arms.

The jewelry hung on her chest, swaying with her bouncing breasts and trembling body. At this moment, her body was like a luxurious silk display, the swaying jade pendant shining brilliantly, an invaluable exhibit.

Christine’s breasts were not large, in fact, among all the women Adrian had fucked, they were even considered small. But now, those two water balloons bounced fully, irregularly flying up and down, filled with what seemed like milk for the child in her belly, emitting a soft, fragrant scent.

On top of her perky breasts were pink nipples, tightened by the waves of pleasure, pointing upwards, continuously contracting in front of Adrian. Several times, they even hit his nose. Perhaps because of the pregnancy, those two nipples looked redder than before. Adrian couldn’t help but think of the birthday cake from earlier in the private room — her nipples were like the reddest, most vibrant strawberry on a cream cake.

This was his birthday cake.

Adrian stared for a moment, then suddenly leaned forward and forcefully took one of her nipples into his mouth.

It was also sweet.

As the most sensitive part of her was suddenly enveloped by the man’s lips and tongue, Christine let out a desperate moan. The man paid no heed, devouring her breast as if it were a delicacy, savoring every bit of it.

He first used the tip of his tongue to poke and prod the sensitive bud, making the nipple sink into his mouth. His hot, wet tongue wrapped around it like a snake coiling. As Christine’s body trembled violently, Adrain increased his force, opening his mouth wide to take in a large mound of her breast, his slightly rough tongue rubbing mercilessly against her erect nipple. At the same time, he lightly grazed his teeth over her breast, not causing pain but evoking a strange, intense sensation that made her moan every time his teeth touched her nipple.

Christine’s head swayed up and down helplessly from the pleasure. She opened her eyes slightly and looked down at Adrian. She had never seen him from this angle before. His features were sharp, his brow furrowed with desire. His eyes were cast down, the prominent nose buried in her soft breast, and his usually cold and indifferent lips were now sucking and biting her nipple, making slurping sounds.

The scene was incredibly erotic, and she could hear her own heart pounding.

After finishing with one breast, he wasn’t satisfied and moved to the other, sucking and biting while his hands tightly gripped Christine’s waist. He lifted her up forcefully and then brought her down hard onto his cock. Christine was completely at his mercy, supported only by his hands and cock. The cock thrust into her sensitive lower body, making wet, slapping sounds that mixed with the sucking noises from above.

Perhaps it was the intense stimulation from being pleasured both above and below, combined with the erotic scene before her, that made Christine reach her climax within minutes, crying out loudly.

As she climaxed, her vagina tightened, and a gush of fluid spurted out. Although her entrance was blocked by Adrian’s thick cock, the liquid still flowed out through the gap where they were connected, wetting his thighs, groin, and the bedsheet beneath them.

Christine’s ass was already soaked, covered in her own juices. Adrian used his cock to lift her full ass, and as she climaxed, he slapped her breasts, which were still red and swollen from his earlier attention.

“Ah, ah…haah…don’t, don’t hit—I can’t take it…”

Christine cried and begged for mercy, still in the throes of her orgasm, but the man showed no mercy as he slapped her sensitive nipples, the sound of the slaps echoing.

Waves of pain shot through her chest, but at the same time, Adrian quickened his thrusts, violently driving his cock in and out of her, pounding her convulsing pussy with brutal force.

His cock was now a dark, engorged purple, looking terrifyingly large. With each thrust, Christine felt like she was about to be lifted off him, her throat forcing out screams of pleasure and fear. Her body was caught between ecstasy and terror from the overwhelming sensation.

Those full breasts, ass, and belly jiggled violently, and her hair flew wildly with each smack of their bodies colliding, sending juices splattering from her well-fucked, soft pussy.

Christine couldn’t see how Adrain’s cock was thrusting in and out of her, but she knew his strength was overwhelming, making her lose her balance. She trembled and clung to Adrian’s neck, trying to find some stability.

Her slender fingers tightened with intense pleasure, nails digging into the side of his neck. Adrian groaned and then rammed into her deeply several more times.

His cock went too deep, and Christine, who had just climaxed, felt her entire passage numb with pleasure, aching and weak. She cried out in desperation, “Please, please…don’t…too deep…”

The overwhelming fullness was driving her crazy.

Tears of physical overload welled up in her eyes, but her pleas did not stop the man. Christine sobbed and arched her body, enduring the relentless pounding below, her upper body weakly buried in Adrian’s neck.

In her haze, she saw a small scar on his neck with faint teeth marks—she knew it was from her previous bite. She dared not bite him again, remembering the lesson from last time.

Christine bit her lip, trying not to moan, but Adrian was too brutal. Within a few thrusts, her scalp tingled, and her teeth chattered, unable to hold on. She collapsed forward into his arms, screaming and panting helplessly.

After an unknown amount of time, Adrian finally stopped. He grabbed Christine’s chin and pulled her out of his embrace, lifting her up to face him. He studied her face intently—the face of his brother’s wife.

It was filled with confusion, desire, and the pleasure he had given her. Even so, she bit her lip, trying to hold back more sounds. Her eyes were slightly open, her long lashes wet with tears of pleasure, and her gaze was sweet and moist.

He tilted his head back again, tightly wrapping his arms around Christine’s waist, seeking her tightly clenched lips. He forcefully pried open her teeth with his tongue, licking, biting, and sucking until he finally tasted the sweet tip of her tongue again.

As he savored this sweetness, he began to move inside her once more.

The priceless jewelry pressed tightly between their naked bodies, the silver chain swinging back and forth, making a soft sound that was drowned out by the woman’s fragmented moans.

This was the birthday present he truly wanted.