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Northern Slave chapter 102

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The cold aura radiating from Killian gradually subsided.

Nael rubbed his hands together vigorously before wrapping them around Killian’s neck.

Under his gentle touch, Killian’s body temperature rose slightly.

The stiffness in his cheeks from the long ride melted away, and his lips, once tight like tanned leather, softened into a faint smile.

“Warm enough?”

“I suppose…”

Nael settled onto Killian’s thighs in the bath, pressing a palm against his chest.

The steady rhythm of his heartbeat alone was enough to soothe him.

The emptiness he’d felt in Killian’s absence vanished as if it had never existed.

The rippling water seemed to merge them into one.

Nael pulled Killian’s long hair to his nose and inhaled deeply.

“You’re acting extra cute just because we were apart for a day.”

“Was I cute before?”

Killian let out a dry laugh and covered his eyes.

Nael’s finely arched brows lifted, his shimmering green eyes reflecting Killian’s face.

His cheeks, flushed pink from the heat, only added to his allure.

Even motionless, Nael was obscenely tempting.

Click. A faint metallic sound came from the thin collar around Nael’s neck.

When Killian gave it a short tug, Nael followed like an affectionate pet—a sight Killian adored.

“Hng…”

Killian’s grip tightened around his own swollen length and Nael’s.

Nael’s eyes widened as he looked down.

Beneath the rippling water, their hardened cocks stood stiff, pressed tightly together.

“Who was it that said I was cold?”

“Hh—ah!”

With his free hand, Killian began stroking them both, his pace gradually quickening.

The shallow waves in the bath sloshed violently until water spilled over the edge, soaking the floor.

“Ah—!”

Killian’s cock pulsed, veins bulging as if alive, while Nael’s shyly revealed its flushed tip, as though hesitant.

It was so enticing that Killian wanted to display it—keep it out where he could always see it.

“I should paint your cock. On canvas. Along with your spread legs and that tight hole. Did you know it turns red when you’re embarrassed?”

“Hh—! H-How would I… know…?”

“Pity.”

Nael raked his nails down Killian’s back.

Trembling, he fought back the urge to cum, not wanting to finish too soon.

It felt like losing somehow, even as they moved together.

Come to think of it, Killian took much longer to reach his climax, while Nael… Well, he came—a lot.

There was some truth to Killian’s teasing that all the food he ate went straight to his cock.

Even when his balls ached and his release ran dry, pleasure still coiled tight in his gut.

“You can cum.”

“N-No… W-Want to… together…”

“Stubborn. Let’s see how long you can hold out.”

Killian curled his thumb, pressing against Nael’s slit. “

Hih—! Hhk—!”

Gasping, Nael whined about foul play, his words slurred.

“What, you think this is a competition?”

Killian dragged a nail lightly over the head, and Nael’s back arched.

He tried to squirm away, shaking his head.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Ah—! I-I’m gonna… cum… Stop…”

“Want to go together?”

“Y-Yes…”

Nael clung to Killian even tighter.

With a shuddering moan, thick ropes of cum spilled from both of them into the water.

Squelch.

Their wet bodies collided.

“Hah—!”

Nael gripped the edge of the tub, breath hitching.

The overwhelming pressure made his vision blur before snapping back.

His mind melted, unable to tell if the sloshing was from the bath or his own head.

Unconsciously, he called out for Killian again and again as his hips pistoned relentlessly.

“Hah… Master.”

Killian chuckled at the petulant whine.

He yanked the collar, forcing Nael’s head back.

His spine curved, the outline of Killian’s cock visible beneath his flushed skin.

“Hh—!” The choking tightness made his breath ragged.

Heat surged up his spine, threatening to burst his face open.

Tears streamed freely, drool pooling in his mouth.

“Ghk—!”

At his limit, something—he didn’t even know what—gushed from his oversensitive cock.

Though breathless, he wasn’t quite unconscious.

Killian expertly controlled the pace, driving him to the edge.

The stretched entrance between his cheeks worked tirelessly to take in the thick length.

“Hah—!”

Each time the head brushed his prostate, Nael trembled violently.

The overstimulated walls clenched in tiny spasms, magnifying every sensation.

His insides molded perfectly to Killian’s shape, swallowing every thrust without resistance.

“M-Master… Hah!”

“Nael…”

Just that low, quiet voice alone was enough to push him to the brink.

The dizzying scent of Killian’s skin, the heat of his body—every touch, every word, every movement was perfect.

His chest itched, desperate to be scratched, especially the spot below his collarbone where Killian’s name was engraved.

“You’re acting like you’ve been drugged.”

“Nn… N-No…”

“Maybe you’re not a puppy but a fox.”

Nael rocked his hips back, meeting each thrust.

The pleasure Killian gave him was addictive—like gorging on something unbearably sweet.

So sweet he couldn’t tear himself away, reduced to a sobbing, mindless mess.

“Hah… Master… P-Please… more.”

His ass, reddened from the relentless impact, looked thoroughly spanked.

The lewd sight of his stretched hole swallowing Killian’s cock was obscenely erotic no matter how many times he saw it.

His oversensitive walls trembled, ready to tip over with even the slightest stimulation.

When Killian called his name, a quiet euphoria bloomed in his chest, like floating on clouds.

Since the day he’d been taken, Nael had noticed something different in Killian’s gaze.

It was softer now—yet the possessiveness, the dominance, had only grown stronger.

Nael was satisfied.

The pleasure he received through his body was so intoxicating that the more he swallowed, the greedier he became.

“Master… Mmm.”

The handle of the collar dipped into the water.

As the constriction around his throat loosened, fresh air rushed in.

Cough, cough—he thought it wouldn’t be too difficult, but coughs burst out relentlessly.

Killian’s torso pressed flush against Nael’s back.

Wet strands of hair brushed over Nael’s shoulders, clinging damply.

When Killian’s fingers twisted Nael’s nipple, his mouth fell open helplessly.

Uncontrollable moans spilled out unchecked.

“Hah—ah, ngh—”

With rough force, Killian pushed down as if determined to shatter Nael’s climax.

Below his waist, blood seemed to rush nowhere but his cock, swollen an angry red.

His spine tingled, his mind hazy with pleasure.

“Haa… I can’t—”

As Killian’s hand moved toward Nael’s cock, he shook his head violently.

Dizziness spun his vision.

Ngh…! I’m—I’m gonna cum. Ah—!

A short moan tore from him, followed by thin streams of release.

“You… came.”

The unrelenting hardness left a sharp, itching heat deep inside him.

Unable to scratch it, Nael grabbed Killian’s hand and dragged it over the taut skin of his stomach.

“Here… it feels weird. Hah—”

When Killian pressed down firmly, Nael threw his head back with a sob.

His desperate gaze, brimming with longing, searched the air blindly until Killian’s lips met his damp temple.

“Kiss… me.”

“If you want it.”

Of course.

Killian’s lips traced a smooth arc before devouring Nael’s reddened mouth.

His thick tongue ravaged the inside, leaving chaos in its wake.

As Nael gasped for air, Killian gripped the back of his head, tilting it to deepen the kiss.

Hng… ngh…

The muffled sounds were swallowed eagerly by Killian, as if savoring a mouthful of unripe fruit, drenched in spit.

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