From Goblin Slave To Giga-Daddy: A Goblin's Guide to Getting a Harem
Chapter 76: Royal Ball Treatment!

Chapter 76: Royal Ball Treatment!

He had anticipated a reaction.

But not this.

Not the sudden, brutal force with which she swallowed him whole.

No warning. No warm-up.

Just her mouth diving down and taking his entire cock to the base like it was nothing but a popsicle on a summer day.

No gag. No hesitation. No mercy.

Just heat, pressure, and a wet glide that made Rae’s legs twitch.

He squirmed in the seat, jaw clenching.

The pleasure hit like a train, slamming into him before he could brace for it.

’Shit... I can’t show it. I can’t fucking show it outside.’

He fought every instinct in his body.

Tried to keep his cool, to pretend like he wasn’t seconds away from gripping the chair like it was a lifeline.

But her throat—goddamn.

Her throat constricted around him, each ripple gripping his shaft like it wanted to milk the soul out of him.

The ridges along his cock, his favorite cursed gift, were doing their job too well.

He had always said they were a double-edged sword.

Now he was feeling the cut.

Not just pleasure. Overload.

And he hadn’t even reached her kitty yet.

But oh, it was coming.

She pulled her head back slowly, dragging her lips along every vein, every pulse, until just the crown sat between her lips.

Rae’s eyes twitched.

Holy fuck.

Before he could recover, she slammed back down in one brutal, sloppy motion—fast, furious, unforgiving.

"Gawk~ Gawk~ Gawk~"

The sounds echoed obscenely in the room.

Wet. Loud. Ruthless.

She wasn’t sucking him.

She was punishing him.

It didn’t even take a full goddamn minute.

Rae was already squirming in the chair, fists clenched on the armrests like the furniture was the only thing keeping him tethered to reality.

His breath hitched, and then—bam—a muffled groan escaped him as he dumped a hot load of green nectar straight down her throat.

She didn’t flinch. Didn’t gag. Not even a twitch.

Like a seasoned pro with something to prove.

Even after his cock stopped trembling, even after every last drop had been deposited deep in her throat, she didn’t move.

She just stayed there. Staring up at him. Eyes locked. Glaring.

Then, slow. So damn slow. She pulled her head back.

Spit trailed down from the corner of her mouth, glistening like a trophy.

The head popped out with a wet slurp, a thin string of saliva still clinging between her lips and the tip.

His cock was already drenched, glossed in a mix of drool and vengeance.

And then—just to make a point—she grabbed it again. Firm. Tight. Squeeze.

He let out a shaky chuckle, struggling to keep that smug face intact, but it was cracking.

’Shit. Shit... this woman...’

She had sucked the soul out of him.

He’d seen stars. He’d forgotten math.

For a solid five seconds, he may have even transcended the concept of time.

And now?

Now his dick was a ticking time bomb of oversensitive nerve endings, twitching at every breeze.

One more move, and he was going to break.

"Aah, so you do know how to suc—Eek!"

He didn’t even get to finish the sentence.

Alice shut him up the only way she knew would hurt his ego the most—by showing him just how wrong he was.

She pushed his shaft upright with a firm grip, then slowly, almost cruelly, dragged her tongue along the underside from the base to the tip.

The kind of lick that made a man forget his name.

Rae’s whole body twitched.

He clenched his fists, his jaw, even his butt—trying not to react.

But it was useless.

The shiver that ran through him was loud and clear.

She looked up and smirked, eyes full of wicked payback.

Without missing a beat, she lowered her head again, letting her tongue explore lower. Lower still.

She didn’t stop at just teasing the obvious.

No, she went for the full royal treatment.

She leaned in, slowly, deliberately, and gave his crown jewels the kind of attention that made men rethink their entire existence.

One lick. Then another.

She took her time, treating each one like some forbidden delicacy.

’Man, this woman is insane.’

Rae swallowed, hard. And not just from pressure.

Then she went a step further.

Her lips wrapped around one of the orbs, sucking hard, while her hand massaged the other like it was a stress ball made of pure sin.

Rae’s breath hitched. He was hanging on by a thread—his pride on life support.

She switched.

Took the other in.

Her tongue danced.

Her mouth worked like she was trying to break his will with nothing but suction and mischief.

Spit glistened, lips shiny, and Rae was about to start praying.

He bit his lip, trying not to moan.

He failed.

Her hand slid up to his shaft, slick and slow, pumping with a rhythm that was equal parts mercy and menace.

She dragged her palm down, thumb flicking across every ridge, every vein, like she’d studied this thing for finals.

’Damn this girl... This is better than last time.’

Last time, she’d been curious. Unsure. Just fumbling her way through the dark.

But this time?

This time, it was war. Her pride was on the line.

And she was servicing him like there was no tomorrow, no shame, and definitely no mercy.

She let his balls drop from her lips with a soft pop, then trailed her tongue up his shaft, slow and smug, like she owned it.

At the top, she spit on the swollen head—purposefully messy—then gave it a playful nibble that made his thigh twitch.

"It only took this to make you melt?"

She scoffed, kissing the side of his shaft.

"Alex’s peanut wouldn’t even need my mouth, let alone my hands. Hmph."

Rae chuckled, breath uneven. His hand came down, fingers threading into her hair.

"You look beautiful with my cock in your mouth."

She blushed instantly.

"Shut it!"

Then, without warning, she swallowed him again, deep, hard, fast. Rae visibly flinched, grabbing the chair like he was preparing for a crash landing.

’No clue if this is even the proper technique...’

’I’m just copying whatever those shady romance books said. But judging by his face? I’m nailing it.’

Oh yeah. This was way more satisfying than just teasing him.

’Forget annoying him. I’ll break him. Make him whimper. Make him beg.’

Alice was having a full-blown villain arc in her head.

Still, one thing bugged her.

’He already came once. So why hasn’t innocent Rae come out yet?’

She glanced up at the still-throbbing beast in her mouth.

No signs of calming down.

None.

’Figures. He’s still hard. Still hungry.’

’Perfect.’

She grinned inwardly, swirling her tongue like a devil in disguise.

’That just means I get more time... to torture him properly.’

Alice was gearing up for round two—mouth slick, eyes locked, tongue poised like a weapon—when a sharp voice cut through the tent flaps like a dagger.

"Alice! Alice! Come out!"

Both of them froze.

Alex.

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