Supreme Spouse System.

Chapter 323: Night with Naughty princess [Part-2]

Night with Naughty princess [Part-2]

”Aah—! I can’t—something’s... happening—”

He didn’t stop. His tongue curled, pressed deeper. His lips sealed perfectly around her clit, relentless and hungry.

The sounds were obscene—wet, slick, messy echoes filling the room.

Slrrrp... shlick... slrp...

His tongue drank her down, licking up every drop of her heat. He groaned low, guttural, like she was his favorite goddamn meal.

Because she was.

”Fuck,” he muttered between licks, his voice muffled against her heat. ”You taste so damn good...”

She shuddered now—legs shaking uncontrollably, arms trapped above her head, mouth open in soundless scream. Her pussy pulsed, slick and hungry, clenching around nothing, yearning for more.

”I c-can’t...! I can’t... it’s too...

He clutched her thighs tighter, drawing her in as if he required her deeper, as if he couldn’t even begin to get his fill of her flavor.

Then—his fingers joined the feast.

Two of them slid inside her without resistance, swallowed up by the soaked heat with a wet, obscene squelch.

”Aah—!”

She clamped down immediately, her walls fluttering around him.

He moved slow. Deep. Curling his fingers just right, dragging them over that trembling, tender spot again and again until her hips jolted off the couch.

Then his tongue returned to her clit.

And stayed there.

He sucked harder now—matching the rhythm of his fingers, every motion feeding the next. His mouth owned her, locked onto her most sensitive spot. His fingers filled her just enough to make her unravel.

And she was falling.

Fast.

”N-no—please—I can’t—!!”

”You will,” he growled, low and rough against her dripping flesh. ”Come for me, my love.”

She moaned louder, helpless and raw, her back arching hard, breasts rising with every breath, nipples stiff and aching in the open air. She couldn’t think. Couldn’t care. Shame burned away long ago.

Every flick of his tongue shoved her closer.

Every thrust dragged her tighter, until—

Her eyes flew open.

Something inside her snapped.

And she shattered.

Her climax slammed through her like a wave breaking a dam—violent, fast, unstoppable.

”Ahhh—ahhhh—AHHHN—!!”

She screamed, thighs locking tight around his head, her hands scrambling for something to hold as her pussy clenched brutally around his fingers, pulsing again and again, soaking him completely.

Her moans broke loose—wild, uncontrolled, far too loud for the room.

And still, he didn’t stop.

He hold her tightly, riding every spasm. His tongue kept working on her drink her orgasm all last drop, his fingers still deep inside her pussy, dragging every drop of pleasure from her body until she was twitching beneath him—gasping, boneless, melting into the bed like she’d turned liquid.

When it was finally over, she couldn’t move.

Couldn’t speak.

Her breath came in trembling, shallow pants.

Lira came with Leon’s tongue still inside her, and her release gushed out in waves of warm love juices—and he drank every drop like it was holy.

Leon rose slowly, licking her essence from his lips. He wiped the rest from his chin with his fingers... then slid one into his mouth.

He closed his eyes, savoring it with a soft, sinful smile.

”Sweet... intoxicating,” he murmured. ”I’ve tasted others before, but yours... it’s different. So damn good. Nothing compares to this.”

Lira’s face burned. Her body felt exposed, flushed, still twitching in the afterglow. Vulnerable in a way that made her chest ache—but there was pride too, a flicker of heat in her heart at how she made him feel.

Still. It was too much. Too raw. She smacked his chest lightly, hiding her face.

”You’re bad...” she breathed, voice trembling.

He bent over her, golden eyes blazing with heat and teasing amusement.

”I merely gave your body what it asked for.”

Her breath caught as he kissed her—softer now, gentle where before it was fire. Her lips quivered. She tasted herself on his tongue—perverse, dizzying intimacy sparking a jolt in her chest. Leon kept kissing, deeper, mixing their saliva with the sweet tang of her love juices in an erotic mess that spun her head.

While his body pressed over hers, Lira felt his hard dick against her belly. So big, it scared her a little.

She reached down, stroking it over his pants with shaky fingers.

”You’re so excited... It’ll definitely make a mess inside me...”

Leon leaned close, his lips brushing her ear as he licked its edge, slow and warm.

”Yes, my naughty princess. I’ll turn your insides over and mark you with my dick... Isn’t that what you want?”

”Yes, darling, I want it... now... Don’t let me wait any longer.”

Her voice was soft, pleading—and that was all he needed.

Without a word, Leon removed his pants, freeing the beast.

Lira had already braced herself for the size... but seeing it in front of her—erect like a spear—made her heart race. She swallowed hard, stunned all over.

Leon caught the flicker of fear in her eyes. Didn’t blame her. Even Mia and Rias had struggled with how deep he could go, their small bodies barely handling the stretch.

He leaned back against the headboard, legs spread just enough, golden gaze locked on her.

”Show me.”

Lira smiled shy but bold, climbed on her knees between his legs. Fingers trembling as she reached for his belt. Heat pulsing beneath the fabric, making her gasp. Even through the cloth, the weight and thickness stunned her.

”It’s... so warm... and big,” she whispered, cheeks burning a deep embarrassed red.

Leon said nothing, just smiled—eyes full of quiet fire.

Finally, the buckle clicked open. She unbuttoned his trousers slowly, carefully. And the moment the fabric loosened, it sprang free—his dick, fully erect, thick and veined, flushed dark and aching. It stood proud before her widened eyes, a beast of lust and heat.

She froze.

”Oh...” Her breath hitched. ”It’s... huge...”

She stared, unable to look away. Nine inches, fat and pulsing, twitching as if responding to her awe. The scent hit her next—rich, male, musky. Her thighs clenched on instinct.

Lira smiled, then leaned forward and began kissing him. His face. His jaw. Down to his neck. His chest. Lower, lower still—until she reached her destination.

She didn’t wait. She took the initiative, just like Mia had once done, and slid down to his cock. Her tongue brushed against one side of the shaft in a long, slow lick.

”Go on,” Leon murmured, running his hand gently through her silky hair. ”Touch it.”

Her fingers quivered as they wrapped around the base.

So warm. So hard. Yet the skin was velvet-soft.

”Haa...” she exhaled, voice shaky. ”It’s... throbbing...”

The moment she gave him a gentle stroke, Leon groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair.

”Good girl...” he growled, voice low and thick with pleasure. ”Just like that.”

The praise lit a fire inside her.

She leaned in again, lips parting, tongue flicking out. Just a small lick, teasing the swollen head.

”Slrp...”

A droplet of pale fluid glistened at the tip.

Sweet. Salty. Addictively male.

Her blush deepened as she opened wider, lips wrapping around the tip, tongue swirling slow and sensual.

”Mmm... sllrrp...”