Reincarnated as a step-dad in a fantasy world

Chapter 343 : Ignited Desires (1) (R-18)

"Oh, I won't leave you," Alex said, a slight pink hue appearing in his usually clear silver eyes. His voice was a low, guttural growl that sent a shiver of anticipation racing down Freya's spine. "And I'll make sure you don't forget anything."

Alex reached down and tore Freya's dress apart with a single, decisive motion. The fabric gave way easily, fluttering to the floor like a discarded veil. 

Freya gasped, a startled yelp escaping her lips as she was suddenly exposed to the cool air—and to Alex's hungry gaze.

She instinctively moved her hands, trying to cover her most intimate parts, but Alex stopped her, firmly grabbing her wrists.

Instinctively, her hands flew to cover herself, but Alex caught her wrists in a firm grip, pinning them gently but decisively above her head. "Don't," he commanded, his voice dripping with authority.

A shiver ran down Freya's spine. No one had ever spoken to her with such authority. Even her family elders usually spoke to her with respect, and if it had been anyone else, she would have probably been annoyed or even mad. But with Alex, she could only nod her head in obedience. She didn't even want to defy his order and was instead feeling a strange sense of happiness, a thrill of excitement even.

Alex's eyes darkened with satisfaction as he released her wrists, his gaze traveling down her body with deliberate slowness. What he saw completely stole his breath away.

Magnificent, just magnificent—that was the only thing he could think. Freya was a vision of perfection, her body sculpted like a goddess's. She wasn't even completely naked; her bra and panties were still in the way. But even then, the sight before him was something he would never forget in his life.

Freya's body was one of the most attractive and erotic bodies that Alex had ever had the pleasure of admiring. From top to bottom, there wasn't anything that wasn't perfect. It was to the point that he found himself frozen for a moment.

Her breasts, full and firm, strained against the confines of her black lace bra, the fabric doing little to conceal the hardened peaks of her nipples. Alex's mouth watered at the sight, his fingers itching to touch, to taste. Travelling down with his eyes, Alex was left with the pleasant surprise of witnessing how toned Freya's body was. Her waist was narrow, her stomach taut with subtle muscle under her fair white skin. She looked like a warrior, a very hot Valkyrie brought to life, and yet there was a softness to her that made her all the more irresistible.

Alex's eyes continued feasting on her body, lowering further to her nether regions. There, he could make out a patch of sticky liquid on Freya's black lace panties, glistening under the dim light. The sight made his mouth water, a primal hunger stirring deep within him. He could smell her arousal, sweet and intoxicating, and it only fueled his desire to taste her.

Freya closed her eyes with her hands, too embarrassed to look Alex in the eyes. As much as she told herself to compose herself and not spoil her image by looking like a shy little girl, it was too damn embarrassing to have the man she liked staring at her—and realizing that she had been leaking for a while now.

Since she had her eyes closed and was lost in her own world, she didn't realize that Alex had freed her from her undergarments and had moved lower. His hands were gentle but deliberate, sliding her panties down her legs and leaving her completely exposed to his hungry gaze.

Freya only felt that something was different when a hot breath landed on her most intimate place. Her eyes snapped open, and she looked down to see Alex's head between her legs, his strong arms supporting her thighs. The incredible sight sent a jolt of shock through her.

"Wha-what are you— Anhhhh~" Before she could even finish her question, Freya felt something warm and wet brush against her outer labia, parting her folds with a slow, deliberate stroke. The sensation was electric, sending a wave of pleasure straight to her core. His tongue traveled upward, teasing her sensitive flesh until it reached her erect clitoris. Freya felt an electrifying shiver travel down her spine as an overwhelming wave of pleasure consumed her. She released the most lewd and unrestrained moan of her entire life, her back arching off the surface beneath her.

"W-Wait," Freya gasped, her whole body trembling violently as she placed her hand on Alex's head, trying to push him away. But it was at that moment that his tongue flicked against her again, sending another wave of pleasure crashing through her. A guttural moan tore from her throat, her mind going almost blank as the intensity of the sensation threatened to overwhelm her. Her hips bucked involuntarily, seeking more of his touch, even as her hands weakly gripped his hair.

She had never felt such a sensation in her entire life. Never had she imagined that pleasure could be this intense, this all-consuming. It felt like she was dreaming, like her body was no longer her own. But then, Alex's tongue licked against her pussy a third time, and any semblance of control she had left shattered.

Hanngg~

Freya let out a moan so loud that, if the walls hadn't been insulated, everyone outside would have heard her. But at that moment, she didn't care. Her hands, which had initially grabbed at Alex's head with the intent to push him away, now fisted in his hair, pulling him closer. Before she knew what she was doing, Freya was the one driving his face deeper into her, her hips lifting off the couch to meet his mouth.

Alex didn't mind—in fact, it was exactly what he wanted. Freya's scent was intoxicating, her arousal a heady mix of sweetness and desire that he couldn't resist. Her love juice was as tantalizing as nectar, and he was eager to devour every drop. If anything, he was the one who couldn't get enough of her.

Alex flicked his tongue from her entrance upward once again, but instead of continuing the motion, he paused to circle her erect clitoris with deliberate precision. The lewd moan that escaped Freya's lips was music to his ears, and she responded by driving his face even deeper into her groin, her back arching off the couch as pleasure consumed her.

By the fourth and fifth lick, Freya's body shook uncontrollably, her back violently arched, her legs bent, and her hips pressed firmly against Alex's head. Her toes curled, and then it was as if something exploded inside of her—a feeling so intense, so overwhelming, that it threatened to tear her apart. Waves of pleasure crashed through her, each one more powerful than the last, leaving her gasping and trembling in his grasp.@@novelbin@@

A loud, unrestrained moan filled the room as Freya's orgasm ripped through her, leaving her writhing on the couch of her work office. Her love juices flowed freely from her cunt, drenching Alex's mouth and chin as he greedily drank her in, savoring every drop of her essence. His tongue continued to lap at her, prolonging her pleasure until she was a quivering mess beneath him.

Freya, on the other hand, nearly lost consciousness as her orgasm tore through her with unrelenting force. Her vision blurred, her breath came in ragged gasps, and her body convulsed with the intensity of the sensation. It was as if every nerve in her body had been set ablaze, leaving her utterly spent yet craving more.

Slowly, the overwhelming high began to subside, and Freya slumped back onto the couch, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggled to catch her breath. Her eyes were droopy, half-lidded and glazed over, staring blankly at the ceiling of her office as a stray thought drifted through her mind: 'I had missed so much in life.' The realization hit her like a thunderbolt, cutting through the haze of pleasure and leaving her momentarily stunned.

Since the instant she became the matriarch—no, even before she had taken on the role as head of the second branch—Freya had been what could only be called a workaholic. Her life had revolved around duty, responsibility, and the relentless pursuit of success. She focused so much on her role as matriarch, that she had never allowed herself to truly live. It was only after her daughter, Maya, was born that she seemed to care about something other than her work. With Maya by her side, she had never felt like she was missing anything in life.

But now, in this moment, lying there with her body still tingling from the aftershocks of her orgasm, she realized how wrong she had been. There were other joys, other pleasures to be experienced, and Alex had just given her a taste of one. She couldn't help but hope that he would show her more—much more.

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