Chapter 63 Enjoy to the Fullest

Chapter 63 Enjoy to the Fullest

"Say it again."

"Huh?"

"Call me again." Lila's voice had an unintentional flirtatious lilt.

Killian stared at her.

Deeply, intently, as if he was trying to see right through her.

Her almond-shaped eyes were long and delicate, with pupils so dark and clear they seemed endless.

But Killian felt like he couldn't see through her.

"Lila..." His rough fingertips brushed her soft cheek, making her shiver. "Who are you really?"

Lila shuddered at his words.

She hadn't expected Killian to be so perceptive.

Just as Lila was thinking about how to explain if he pressed further, he continued. "Or is this the real you?"

Beautiful and wild, she made people willingly fall under her spell, bowing down to her charm.

Lila felt relieved hearing Killian say that.

"What do you think?" Lila countered. "What was the version of me in your mind like?"

Killian was taken aback by her question, his thoughts involuntarily drifting into memories.

The woman who caused his mother's death strutted into their home, flaunting her power. 

A boy much younger than him was cradled carefully by their father, like a proud peacock. 

When no one was looking, the boy gave him a malicious, triumphant smile.

"Why are you still living here? Dad already said everything will be mine and Mom's, including the house and the company." The boy blinked innocently, looking both pretty and naive. "And you... Well, why don't you just leave?"

That day, the teenage Killian, unable to bear it any longer, finally pushed the boy, his brother, only to be caught by his returning father, who grabbed a stick from the wall and swung it at him.

The scene shifted to a lonely figure walking aimlessly down the street, feeling wronged with no one to confide in, and filled with anger with no outlet, just moving forward step by step.

Killian felt the world was dark.

Neon lights flickered in the distance, but they couldn't penetrate the decay and withering inside him that began with his mother's death and his father's remarriage.

Until he saw a smiling face, a cute little girl.

Her eyes curved, smiling brightly and happily at the camera.

She was a ray of light.

A light that shone into his life, bringing hope.

At that moment, that shadow seemed to overlap with Lila.

"No matter what you thought of me before, Killian, just remember one thing..."

Killian's darkened eyes were hard to read, but Lila didn't care about that right now. 

She suddenly straightened up, pressing her red lips to Killian's ear, whispering, "You are mine, only mine."

Hearing this, Killian's pupils contracted sharply.

But Lila didn't give him time to react. 

She mimicked his earlier actions, pressing her knee into his groin, then twisting.

Killian's forehead was instantly covered in a thin layer of sweat, his breathing became heavy, the hot air hitting his pores, sending a shiver through him.

Lila let out a surprised cry as Killian's hand suddenly grabbed her calf, pulling it aside forcefully.

His strength was controlled, but the sudden pull would startle anyone, and Lila hadn't noticed when Killian had taken off his pants. 

By the time she realized, he had already forcefully entered her, like a sharp blade.

"Wait... it'll hurt..." Lila frowned in discomfort. 

The feeling of being filled was satisfying, but the mismatch in size made the process particularly painful.

Even the slightest movement from him made Lila gasp in pain.

Killian wasn't feeling great either.

He thought he had dodged a bullet today, but the drugged soup had his blood boiling.

He was impatient, not taking the time to properly prepare her before entering. 

To his surprise, she was even tighter than yesterday, gripping him tightly and making it hard to move.

"Why are you so tight again?" Killian's voice was strained. "Relax, don't squeeze so hard."

"You... it's not that easy, ugh..." Lila knew this wasn't a solution, so she tearfully and patiently directed him. "Help me, quickly..."

Killian followed her instructions.

The effect was unexpectedly significant. 

The pleasure came in waves, and the narrow passage that had stubbornly refused to open finally began to soften, trying to accommodate the large penis.

Her sweet moans reached his ears, making his heart itch.

Killian knew the time was right.

"I'm going to move."

At first, he made shallow thrusts, only going halfway in before stopping, sometimes rubbing against her tender flesh, sometimes brushing against the entrance, making Lila feel like she was being teased, her whole body wet.

But it wasn't enough.

The teasing only amplified the emptiness.

Killian grabbed a pillow and placed it under Lila's hips. "I'll fill you up."

With that, his hips moved like a motor, thrusting in and out vigorously.

"Wait... there..." Lila clutched the sheets, trying to maintain her balance under his relentless assault.

Lila's eyes half-closed, her neck arched, her moans sharp and short, matching his rhythm.

To Killian, her sounds were like an aphrodisiac.

Feeling his penis swell inside her, Lila was scared. "It hurts... ugh..."

No man dislikes hearing such praise.

"How else could I satisfy you?" Killian bit her earlobe, whispering.

Their intimate position made Lila's body tremble uncontrollably.

Killian smiled, suddenly grabbing her slender ankle, lifting her legs, and thrusting deeply.

The angle allowed him to reach deep inside, hitting her most sensitive spot.

Lila couldn't hold back, tears welling up in her eyes as she whimpered.

Hot waves poured down.