I Only Summon Villainesses

Chapter 354: And There Goes White Feather’s Gate Of Pleasure

White Feather apparently had not been joking when she said what she said.

Whatever she had done to her spirit had made it so that her soul could never get enough. Either the force of centuries without fulfillment was now ripping at the very core of my being in a bid to pull me in completely, or the nature of her pleasure was harmful in a way I could not yet comprehend.

But I was certain it was the former.

The reason was simple: I could feel the urge of that force in the way White Feather’s body moved. It was as though crashing waves responded to the rhythm of her body. And despite her lithe frame, she had concealed centuries of pleasure within her body, and all of it was now being torn open with crude force.

Of course, I was the one dealing with the damage.

I was left with two questions.

Do I withdraw now and prevent myself from incurring severe soul damage, or do I continue?

’Is that even a question? Continuing could literally kill me... which might be the best way to die.’

I had once been ready to die by sex, who was to say I wasn’t ready again?

’I survived Kassie. There’s no way in hell I’m dying from this feeble lady. And who knows... this might be the moment I meet that impossible requirement.’

The thought sent a surge of energy through my body.

And I met her brutal force with equal brutality. I gripped the lip of the wooden basin and kissed her intensely while holding her tightly against my body. A moment later, the wood splintered beneath my grip.

But I couldn’t care less. I lifted her off it to keep her from getting injured. Her legs wrapped around my waist, and her lips refused to break away even for a single breath.

Pressed beneath the force of her kiss, I moved her toward the wall. The frames trembled as we leaned against it.

She grabbed my jaw and kissed me harder. Her tongue pushed into my mouth, moving like the wheel of a storm, generating endless waves of pleasure.

It surged through my body and gathered between my legs, mounting slowly towards explosion. My hand slid along the length of her thighs, shifting her wet fabric higher and higher.

Between us, muted exhalations and sighs mixed with the wet sounds of intense kissing, warming the air.

Finally, White Feather pulled back for a moment, leaning away to look at me with slightly widened eyes. Disbelief spilled across her expression.

"How... what... are you?"

She looked down at me, her eyes blinking slowly.

"Every second... every bit of you fills me with essence... and pleasure. It’s so satisfying. If it stopped now, I wouldn’t starve for weeks."

A small mischievous smile curled at the corner of my lips.

"So you want us to stop?"

She lingered for a moment, still staring at me with wonder and disbelief. Then she shook her head.

"No... I do not. I don’t want this to end. Not anytime soon."

The mischievous grin returned.

"Then how about we take this to the next level?"

I held the neckline of her cloth where it rested on the edge of her shoulder and slowly pulled it down. As the linen gave way to my gentle tug, her breasts slowly spilled free.

She looked down, her face flushing with crimson.

Before she could process any other emotion, I sank my teeth into her neck. Not hard or viciously like some blood-sucking man hunter. The bite was soft and unhurried, firm enough to send jolts of pleasurable pain across her body but not lingering long enough to hurt.

Her eyes gave out and rolled back, and a wet, savoring moan escaped her lips as her head tilted with the rhythm of it.

I ignored the moan and continued down her neck, teasing along her skin until I reached the swell of her breasts. I fondled one with my hand while my mouth played with the other, drawing sensual moans from her lips each time.

I took her breast fully into my mouth and focused on her nipple.

I dealt with it.

First, I teased it with gentle bites until it became so sensitive that even the slightest brush of my tongue against its tip sent her entire body jerking upward as though struck by lightning.

At some point, she clung tightly to me and ground her waist against me as I sucked and bit at her nipples.

"Something is wrong..."

Her words spilled out unevenly.

"Something isn’t right... I feel like if you continue like this... something will break loose inside me."

I gave her a reassuring smile.

"That’s good then. That means we’re on the right track. It looks like your wells of pleasure might soon fill and overflow. But we can’t have that happen before I’ve shown you my boundless mercy, can we?"

Her eyes widened in shock.

"Show me? There’s still more you haven’t shown me?"

I held her cheek and tapped it lightly with a scoff.

"In fact, this is only the tip of the iceberg."

I stepped back slightly, feeling a little dizzy from enduring the soul assault, but I suppressed it immediately.

She slowly uncurled her legs and stood upright. Her cloth slipped to the floor, but her gaze didn’t wander. It remained fixed on me... on what hung beneath me.

Her pale face had turned almost completely red. It retained its porcelain quality but looked far richer and warmer than it had just minutes ago.

She stared downward.

Protruding beneath me was a schlong casting an enormous shadow across the floor.

The shadow of her hand moved toward it, and her long, delicate fingers wrapped around the shape. Then two larger shadows merged together.

White feather, wrapped her hand around my manhood and held it firmly, looking with a bit of wonder in her eyes. While I drew her closer, pressing her breast against my defined chest.

I looked into her eyes and said to her in the most simple manner possible.

"I’m going to fuck you till you can’t stand anymore.’