Argen barely gripped the pillar, too thick to hold with one hand, and pulled it out with all her strength.
The sensation of the rough, mottled bark sliding against her pale skin was dangerously stimulating.
Valen’s chest heaved roughly.
He couldn’t grasp what was happening.
…Does she need essence?
Succubi feed on human essence.
If Argen hadn’t absorbed anyone’s essence while Valen was unconscious, that meant she’d been fasting for a full three months.
Had her hunger surpassed the breaking point?
Perhaps that was why she’d lunged at Valen while he lay unconscious.
But whatever the case, there are usually warning signs before something happens.
How had Argen been lately?
Her expression was as impassive as ever, bordering on indifferent.
Even during their daily meeting, she’d stand at the doorway, exchange a few words, and leave.
She didn’t seem like she was craving energy.
But that was all Valen could think of now.
If Argen had directly asked for energy, Valen would have given it without complaint.
Why was this guy, who normally blabbed about everything without a shred of shame, now taking advantage of him while he slept to do such a despicable thing?
“Ugh…”
The overwhelming sensation from below cut off his thoughts.
Argen gripped Valen’s rock-hard thigh muscles and traced her tongue up over his taut abs.
Her slippery tongue pressed firmly against the tendons protruding below his abs as it moved, sending a tingling pleasure coursing through every vein.
She opened her saliva-filled mouth wide, licking his abs as if devouring them.
A damp heat spread across his lower abdomen as her tongue rubbed against his skin.
“Haah…”
His cock swelled as if it would burst.
Pre-cum dripped from the bright red tip, twitching as if desperate to be thrust somewhere immediately.
Valen’s hair grew damp with sweat as he endured the stimulation she gave him.
But his endurance had its limit.
The moment Argen’s lips touched the thickly swollen tip of his glans, a sharp wave of sensation shot through him to the tips of his hair.
“Guh…!”
Valen finally let out a crude curse and raised his upper body.
“Hey, you… Ugh!”
Argen gripped the base of the shaft with both hands.
Struggling to fit it all in her mouth, she licked it with her tongue before gathering her lips to suck, causing his lower body to jerk.
Valen’s hand clamped down on the back of her head.
He tried to pull her away immediately, but for some reason, his arms felt weak.
Heavy breaths broke into small fragments and escaped his mouth.
Argen’s eyes were half-glazed over, saliva dripping from her chin.
“Stop… Haa… Stop…”
He managed to force out the difficult words.
But instead of pulling her head back, Argen struggled to open her mouth wider, determined to push the glans inside.
“Haaah!”
Each time her mouth’s mucous membrane rubbed against the intensely sensitive glans, violent urges surged through him.
Argen greedily took the impossibly large mass of flesh deep into her mouth.
She spread her hot tongue wide to wrap around the shaft, then rubbed her tongue along the thick veins, causing his head to tilt back.
“Kuhk, ah…!”
Valen’s prominent adam’s apple bobbed up and down.
Hot beads of sweat trickled down his thick neckline, and the tendons in his forearms bulged.
Valen’s pupils darkened, clouded by damp lust.
He roughly swept his sweat-soaked hair aside with one hand before pressing her head down firmly.
“Huh, uh…”
“Haah, haah.”
As his member pushed deep into her throat, she felt a constricting pressure starting from the tip.
Argen gasped and choked, struggling, yet her hand groped for the base she couldn’t swallow.
“Deeper.
Swallow it deeper.
I’ll cum in your throat.”
“Hmph, ugh… Gulp…”
Valen lowered his lust-filled eyes languidly.
In contrast, Argen knelt, sucking his cock greedily while looking up at Valen.
Though the head filled her throat painfully deep, her eyes were glazed and unfocused.
Her neck and cheeks, once as white as pear blossoms, were now flushed a pitiful red.
Even as Argen gasped for breath, Valen didn’t ease the pressure on the back of her head.
The sight of her throat convulsing, the moisture gathering in her strained eyes—wasn’t it too precious, too beautiful, to abandon for a mere shred of pity?
Valen felt his base desires satisfied simply by having Argen bury her face in his crotch, moaning and groaning.
“Haaah, if I’d known you’d love swallowing cock this much, I would’ve let you have it sooner.”
“Huuu, kkkk, ugh……”
“You’ve torn your lips.” Valen rubbed the corner of her mouth with his thumb.
Argen, tears and snot streaming down her face, struggled to take him in.
Valen felt his arousal surge sharply.
As he thrust his hips upward, she clung tightly to his firm thighs with both hands.
Pounding this hard felt like it would bruise the inside of her throat.
The thought of his cock leaving marks inside her body was deeply satisfying.
He’d want to open her mouth every day and look inside her.
“Hmph… Kk, uhh…!”
He thrust his hips so roughly his balls slammed against her jaw.
Argen didn’t pull away; instead, she buried her face deeper.
What she wanted was clear.
His semen.
“Hah, ah, haa… Fuck, ah!”
Valen struggled to control the force building in his hips.
If he truly thrust greedily, her mouth wouldn’t survive.
Keeping his gaze fixed on Argen’s face, he thrust his hips for a long while before finally erupting with a crude curse.
His grip on her hair tightened with all his strength.
Even as the cock buried in her mouth twitched repeatedly, spilling its load, Argen swallowed every drop pushed deep into her throat without changing her position.
She tilted her head back slightly.
The cock that withdrew from her mouth was completely soaked in her saliva.
“Hmph… Ugh.”
Valen’s eyes rolled back as he watched her lick the urethral opening with her tongue, greedily consuming every last drop of semen.
He lifted her body and laid her on the bed.Like a man consumed by burning thirst, he moved his hands urgently, roughly undoing her clothing.
Buttons flew off in all directions, and her clothes were mercilessly crumpled.
He devoured her white breast mound in one mouthful, then slid his hand up her thigh.
And then he pushed his hand into the wet, damp hole between her legs—
“…….”
It was dry.
Cold water poured over Valen, whose heat had risen to the tips of his hair.
He pulled his mouth away from her breast and once more probed her inner walls with his long fingers.
It remained stiff and dry, not a trace of moisture to be felt.
“Why…?” He couldn’t continue, his words stumbling in bewilderment.
Argen, who had been lying still beneath him, slowly closed her eyes, then opened them and looked straight at Valen.
The face smeared with bodily fluids was gone without a trace, replaced by her usual expression—indifferent to the point of being disappointing.
“Hey, you.
Your dick is disgusting and tasteless.”
CRASH.
Lightning struck above Valen’s head.
“Gah, fuck…!”
Valen jerked upright convulsively.
His body was drenched in cold sweat.
His heart pounded as if it would burst through his chest, his face drained of colour.
Eyes wide, Valen frantically scanned his surroundings.
Argen was gone.
There was no trace of her anywhere.
Realising this, Valen simultaneously felt an unpleasant wetness between his legs.
He covered his face with one hand and bowed his head deeply.
It was a wet dream.
“Gah, ugh…!
Hey, let go of me first, then we talk!”
A vicious hand seized Nadol by the collar.
Nadol had been caught by Valen before he could even brush off the furry turtle.
Despite the pain of his throat being squeezed and his allergy tormenting him, Valen didn’t even notice Nadol’s suffering.
“I’m turning into a complete idiot day by day!”
“Alright, alright!
I get it.
I’ll try the treatment again!”