Powerless Boy is reborn as Lustful Elf
Chapter 78: Fingering Inolda

Chapter 78: Fingering Inolda

Inolda’s throaty moan ripped through the quiet of Alex’s room, a raw, desperate sound that bounced off the walls.

Her back arched off the rumpled bed, pink curls fanning across the pillow like a neon halo, wild and untamed.

Alex’s lips locked around her nipple, sucking hard, his tongue flicking with a relentless rhythm that sent a jolt of electricity through her.

The ceiling’s crystal orb cast a silvery glow, bathing her sweat-slicked skin in a soft, ethereal light.

Her vibrant tunic hung open, unbuttoned and splayed, her bare breasts exposed, heaving with each ragged breath.

Her bold eyes fluttered, half-lidded, drowning in arousal as pleasure surged through her, a sharp, white-hot current that made her thighs clench, her moans spilling out in broken gasps.

"Fuck, Alex," she groaned, voice thick with need, her fingers digging into his blonde hair, yanking with a desperate edge.

The sensation was overwhelming, a burning ache that pulsed through her core.

His suction intensified, lips pulling at the sensitive peak, tongue swirling in a way that made her nerves scream.

Another loud moan tore from her throat, raw and unfiltered, her body trembling under the onslaught.

The pleasure was a living thing, coiling tighter, a primal force that consumed her every thought.

Alex pulled back, his breath hot and uneven, eyes dark with hunger.

He crashed his lips against hers, the kiss fierce and sloppy, all teeth and tongue, a hungry tangle that tasted of desperation.

His hands cupped her breasts, kneading the soft flesh, fingers squeezing with a firm, teasing pressure that sent fresh waves of pleasure crashing through her.

Inolda moaned into his mouth, a muffled, needy sound that vibrated against his lips, her body pressing closer, skin tingling as his thumbs grazed her nipples.

The friction was electric, igniting sparks that pulsed low in her belly, a slow-building fire that made her squirm.

Her hands roamed his shoulders, nails biting into his skin, leaving faint red trails.

The kiss was chaos, wet, messy, unrestrained, her arousal a palpable force, her moans growing sharper, more insistent with every clash of their lips.

"God, you’re killing me," she gasped against his mouth, her voice shaky, the pleasure making her dizzy.

Alex broke the kiss, his lips diving back to her breast, sucking the nipple with a wet, hungry pull that made her cry out.

His hand worked the other breast, fingers twisting the sensitive peak with a deliberate, almost cruel precision.

Inolda’s moan was a broken sob, her body shuddering as the dual sensations, suction and sharp twist, sent a shockwave of pleasure through her, her nerves alight, her skin flushing hot.

"Oh, fuck, yes," she whimpered, her voice raw, the twisting intensifying the ache, a pulsing heat that made her thighs quiver, her breaths hitching as she writhed beneath him.

He alternated, mouth shifting to the other breast, sucking hard, his tongue swirling over the nipple while his fingers pinched and twisted the first.

The relentless rhythm drew louder moans, her voice cracking, her body trembling as the pleasure coiled tighter, a tidal wave ready to break.

"Alex, don’t stop," she begged, her moans a desperate chant, each one louder, more unhinged.

The sensation was too much, too intense, a raw, burning need that consumed her.

Her fingers clutched his hair, pulling hard, grounding herself as the pleasure threatened to unravel her completely.

His hand slid lower, trailing over her stomach, fingers brushing her bellybutton with a slow, teasing circle that made her skin prickle.

The softer touch contrasted the intensity above, pulling a softer moan from her lips, a low, needy hum.

Her bold eyes flickered open, glazed with arousal, locking onto his as his hand ventured downward, grazing the edge of her mound.

His fingers were light but deliberate, teasing the sensitive skin above her cave, sending a hot, anticipatory pulse through her.

"Fuck, please," she moaned, her hips twitching, her breaths turning shallow. The pleasure was a steady current, keeping her on edge, her skin flushed and slick with sweat.

Alex’s fingers slid lower, brushing over the lips of her cave, slow and taunting. The contact sent a sharp spike of pleasure through her, her moan loud and unrestrained, echoing in the room.

"Oh, God, yes," she gasped, her hips bucking involuntarily. Her cave was slick, the heat radiating as his fingers explored, parting the lips with a gentle, probing touch.

Each stroke amplified the ache, her body trembling as the pleasure built, a relentless pressure that made her thighs spread wider.

"More, Alex, fuck," she moaned, her voice hoarse, her moans a desperate rhythm, each one sharper, more pleading.

The crystal orb’s glow caught the tension in her frame, her pink curls tangled, her bold eyes squeezed shut as the sensation overwhelmed her, raw and unyielding.

His fingers lingered, teasing the entrance, circling with a maddening slowness that drew another moan, her voice breaking, her body aching for more. "Please, I need you," she whimpered, her moans a steady stream, each one laced with raw need.

Then, with a deliberate thrust, he penetrated her cave, his fingers sliding deep, the intrusion sudden and intense.

Inolda’s back arched, a loud, guttural moan tearing from her throat, the pleasure exploding through her like wildfire, hot and consuming.

"Fuck, yes!" she cried, her walls clenching around his fingers, the sensation a raw, pulsing force that left her gasping.

Her hands gripped the covers, knuckles white, her body shuddering as he moved, each thrust stoking the heat.

"Oh, God, Alex, don’t stop," she moaned, her voice a broken cry, the pleasure a tidal wave that drowned out everything but the relentless rhythm of his fingers inside her.

Each thrust sent a fresh surge of pleasure through her, her moans growing louder, more frantic, a symphony of need that filled the room.

"Fuck, I’m so close," she gasped, her thighs trembling, her body a live wire, every nerve singing with pleasure.

He curled his fingers, hitting a spot that made her scream, a raw, primal sound that echoed in the quiet.

"Right there, oh fuck, right there," she moaned, her voice shaking, the pleasure coiling tighter, a white-hot knot ready to snap.

Her moans were relentless, each one louder, more desperate, as he drove her higher, the rhythm unyielding.

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