Warrior Training System
Chapter 109: Unchained Fantasy (R-18)

"Ahh… ahhh…" Lucy moaned, her voice filled with pleasure as Cassian, fully hard again, moved his hips steadily, sliding in and out of her tight warmth. Each thrust was controlled yet eager, his pace keeping steady but building intensity as he worked toward another release, which to Lucy's surprise, was taking longer this time.

Ten minutes had passed, his rhythm maintaining the same pace, quick but unhurried, as he continued to suck at her breasts with a kind of focused hunger. The sensation sent tingles throughout her chest, her nipples sensitive under his attention, her body so responsive that she felt she could reach her peak just from the way he was teasing them. She was close, so close, and Cassian's lips trailing over her skin only brought her closer to the edge.

With eyes bright with excitement, she looked down at him, watching him work her breasts, his lips moving eagerly over her skin, his youthful intensity showing in the slightly clumsy but enthusiastic way he thrust into her. The contrast between his youthful eagerness and his obvious desire for her thrilled her deeply, making every moment feel electric and alive.

"Yeah, just like that… keep going," Lucy murmured, pulling his head deeper against her chest, her fingers weaving through his hair as his hips worked tirelessly, thrusting into her with relentless rhythm. His hands gripped her thighs firmly, keeping her spread wide open, and each deep thrust drew a gasp from her lips.

Cassian, though thrilled by the pleasure of being inside her, found himself even more captivated by her breasts, unable to resist their softness and allure. 'God, I could suck on these forever…' he thought, reluctantly pulling his mouth away for a moment to admire his handiwork. Her nipples were glistening, fully erect, and the skin around them flushed a deeper shade of pink from his kisses and bites, standing out on her pale skin. As he thrust into her, her chest bounced rhythmically, the soft weight of her breasts jiggling from the force of his movements, mesmerizing him all over again.

Her arms stretched overhead, griping the bedrest tightly, held herself in place, leaving her armpits exposed. They were smooth, flawless, a subtle sheen of sweat glistening on her skin from the intensity of their movements. Each time her body arched or shifted, the muscles in her arms and shoulders moved slightly, highlighting the delicate contours beneath her soft skin.

Her expression was a blend of intense pleasure and encouragement, cheeks flushed, eyes bright with desire.

Noticing him watching her breasts, she smirked, leaning into his gaze. "Why'd you stop?" she teased breathlessly, her voice low and taunting. "Keep sucking them."

Cassian smirked at her demand, replaceing her mix of command and surrender wildly enticing. Without a word, he leaned back down, capturing her soft, moving breast in his mouth. His lips latched onto her peak with a slow, tantalizing suction, and he let his tongue tease circles around her hardened nipple.

As Cassian continued to lavish attention on her breasts, his mouth moving with a possessive rhythm against her soft skin, his hips followed suit, establishing a slow, deep thrusting that seemed to stretch time itself. His hard length moved in and out of her with deliberate precision, sinking fully into her heat, then drawing out again until just the head lingered at her entrance. Each time he pushed back in, a gentle but relentless pressure built between them, forcing a gasp from Lucy as her body responded to the filling, the sensation of him moving against her sensitive walls igniting a deep warmth that spread through her core.

"Cassian…" she whispered, her voice catching each time he hit that perfect spot. Her legs trembled as she opened herself wider, embracing his every thrust, her body eager for the intense connection that his steady rhythm provided. She could feel every vein, every inch of his length as it stretched her, filling her with a sensation that was both overwhelming and electrifying. The depth of each thrust drove him closer to her in every way, and she held onto him with a desperate grip, her fingers curled into his back, urging him closer, deeper, and slower.

Her breaths became shallow as he began to pick up speed, his body pressing firmly against her with each thrust. The wet sound of his movements mixed with their breaths, creating an intoxicating rhythm that seemed to resonate through her whole body. Her thighs quivered with each press of his hips, and she arched into him, feeling him fill her more completely than she'd thought possible. Her moans became louder, her body arching to meet him, her breath catching with every surge forward as her inner muscles clenched around him, heightening his own pleasure in return.

"Don't stop…" she whispered between gasps, her head tipping back, her neck exposed as she pressed herself against him, the warmth between them building with every motion. Cassian's gaze traveled up her face, her flushed cheeks, and finally, her half-closed eyes filled with a mix of pleasure and need. He could feel her muscles tighten around him with each inward stroke, her body responding to his touch as though it had been waiting for this.

Driven by her words, he shifted slightly, angling his hips to press deeper, eliciting a gasp from Lucy as his length reached further, pressing against her in ways that sent a shockwave of sensation through her. Her moans turned into cries, and she clung to him, her hands sliding up to his shoulders, holding him as close as she could. She wrapped her legs around him, drawing him even deeper as their rhythm grew, each movement bringing her closer to that elusive edge, where pleasure and bliss would collide.

As Cassian moved within her, Lucy felt herself tightening around him, her body responding instinctively to the pleasure building inside her. The sensation of him—young, eager, and hungry—made every nerve come alive. Her fantasies, her long-buried desires to feel this kind of youthful passion, were fully realized in each of his movements.

Her hands slipped from the headboard to his shoulders, clinging to him with a fervor that matched his own. The combination of his inexperience and eagerness, his every touch driven by pure, unrefined desire, thrilled her beyond anything she'd imagined.

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Cassian's lips roamed back up to her neck, leaving a trail of heat against her skin, his mouth exploring her with a mix of wonder and determination. His eyes held a glint of admiration and surprise, as though he couldn't believe he was the one driving her to this level of pleasure. He reveled in the way she responded, how her body pulled him in, tightening around him in sync with every deep thrust, her moans blending with his ragged breathing. He was immersed, lost in the moment as he tried to draw out every ounce of pleasure from her that he could.

For Lucy, this was more than just physical—it was her fantasy made real. Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him back to her lips as she whispered, "More… don't hold back." Her voice was a mix of pleading and demand, a tone that stoked Cassian's own excitement as he kissed her fiercely, all traces of hesitation gone.

The look of youthful determination on Cassian's face, his raw focus on her, only added to her arousal, intensifying every touch and sensation.

As Cassian continued his deep, relentless thrusts, Lucy's body tensed, her waist arching off the bed as she succumbed to the overwhelming pleasure building within her. Her chest pressed tightly against his face, her breaths coming in sharp gasps as her head fell back into the pillow, eyes rolling in pure ecstasy. Every nerve seemed to ignite, each sensation heightened as Cassian's movements sent waves of pleasure radiating through her.

Her climax hit her like a surge, her body trembling as her inner walls clenched rhythmically around him, tightening with every pulse. Cassian could feel the intensity of her release, the warmth and pressure drawing him deeper, even as her contracting muscles slowed the pace of his thrusts. But he didn't stop. Driven by her moans and gasps, he pushed through the tightness, each thrust carefully controlled yet forceful, prolonging the powerful sensation for both of them.

Lucy's nails dug into his back as her orgasm crested, her entire body alive, reacting to his every movement. Her inner walls pulsed around Cassian's length, gripping him in a rhythmic, almost spasmodic motion, intensifying with every beat of her rapid heartbeat. The tight, slick heat of her depths squeezed him over and over, her entire core responding to the pleasure with an unrestrained fervor, contracting and releasing in a perfect, involuntary pattern.

Her back arched high off the bed, bringing her torso closer against him, her skin flushed and shining with a sheen of sweat. Beneath him, her hips bucked reflexively, her body pressing into him, driven by pure, physical response.

Her chest rose and fell rapidly, breaths shallow and erratic as her core continued to convulse, and her toes curled tightly, her legs stretching and tightening around him. Every surge that ran through her body brought with it another tight squeeze of her slick walls around him, slowing his movements as her body instinctively clung to his.