Chapter 7

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Chapter 7

“Hey! You crazy bastard! Put me down!”

Andra frantically shook her body and resisted, but Dustin didn’t move. He became an Awoken and became stronger than ever before. He was so strong that she immediately doubted whether this was still a human body. Andra, helpless, was led by Dustin to the professor’s room,

“Ack!”

Dustin tossed Andra onto the wide sofa and locked the door as before. Then he started to unbuckle his pants. Seeing this, Andra’s face turned pale. She wasn’t so naive that she didn’t know what this would lead to.

“You, you, you perverted bastard!”

Andra could affirm it. That bastard had gone crazy!

Dustin Airak must have gone insane when he became an Awoken.

Andra hurriedly looked around, looking for something that could be a weapon. Then, realizing that she still had the ashtray in her hand, she hit Dustin’s head with all her might without hesitation as he approached her.

Kuang!

“…”

Silence came for a moment. Andra glanced alternately at the ashtray split in exactly two and Dustin’s head dripping with blood. Dustin staggered for a moment as he touched the blood flowing from his head with his fingertips. Meanwhile, Andra quickly got off the couch.

‘What the hell happened!’

Andra took a deep breath, trying to hide her slightly trembling hands. She was confused. She had only come to see the professor, so why did she have to do this with Dustin Airak?

Moments later, Dustin got up. The air around him earlier as he staggered towards her was now nowhere to be seen. He muttered in a low voice as he wiped the blood from his hands on his clothes with a fine face.

“It’s too real to be a fantasy.”

Dustin lifted his head and looked at Andra. Andra was blocked by the wall as she continued her step backwards. She was like a trapped ray. But Andra found something at the desk and soon threatened Dustin. It was a letter opener.

“If you take one more step…!”

“What are you going to do with that?”

“What if I poke one of your eyes?”

As if she really would, Andra raised the small knife and Dustin clicked his tongue.

“You have to know, regardless of whether it’s in reality and fantasy, that temper of yours is nasty.”

“Do you think this is a fantasy now? Dustin Airak, just be frank. You’re drugged, aren’t you?”

“What drug? They don’t even work. All right, come quietly. I have no patience right now.”

“You’re the one who’s testing my patience, ah…!”

Dustin easily subdued Andra, took the knife, and forced her to lie on the desk. It was like that dream where he went crazy on her body.

Ugh! Andra let out a low scream as she bumped her chin against the desk. But soon a large, hot hand slipped through her pants and tapped her entrance over her underwear, and she couldn’t say anything, as if her throat was blocked.

The thick fingers rubbed her folds through the thin piece of cloth. A strange pleasure ran up her waist. Andra held her breath, forgetting her rebellion. She twisted her waist as suddenly the fingers crawled into her underwear and rolled her cl*toris. Little by little, pre-c*m flowed out and wet her underwear.

“Look at this. I haven’t even touched you that much, but you’re already wet.”

“…Du, Dustin Airak, wait just a second…!”

Andra held onto her pants and slammed the desk with her palm in haste to stop Dustin, who was pulling down her underwear.

“Listen to me! You, you really are out of your mind right now!”

“If I’m in the right mind, it’ll be more strange.”

“What…!”

Unfortunately, Andra’s words did not follow. It was because Dustin’s throbbing manhood had slipped tightly, cutting through her entrance which was not yet fully ready.

Ah…! As she felt the painful sensation of tearing, Andra couldn’t even moan, and only scratched the desk. Tears welled up. This is crazy…! Even though he wasn’t even halfway in, she was too tight to accept. It felt like her stomach was already full. Her legs trembled.

That was the time. Dustin let out her short exhaled breath.

“You are right, Andra Avellin.”

It’s the only thing my d*ck reacts to.

Fwop, Dustin grabbed Andra’s waist and thrusted into her.

“Keuk…!”

“Ahheuk!”

This crazy bastard!

The breath she had been holding back burst out in a gasp as he shoved his manhood in. Andra’s upper body collapsed on the desk, trembling. The sudden intrusion, this manhood that pressed against her insides, was stimulating her. Moreover, her head immediately went blank just through that one thrust. Her insides were burning. She was so full that it was hard to breathe, as if even her rationality had been pushed aside.

Her whole body was tingling. Even though he just put it in, after a while, her lower half started to get wet. Contrary to Andra’s intention, her inner walls twitched and tightened on Dustin’s manhood. It was the stimulation and pleasure that came to her surprisingly quickly. She could almost say that she liked it.

It was as if someone had cast a magic that raised her sensitivity.

“Huu…”

“Ha… I don’t think I can stand it if you tighten it too much…”

Dustin pushed himself all the way down to the base of his member, not moving right away as he took a few deep breaths. Andra swallowed his manhood so tightly that he almost came as soon as he put it in. Thanks to this, he was surprised. It had been so difficult to find release lately, but he almost gave way just by inserting it. And it wasn’t just that. The broken reason came back half way.

‘But is this really a delusion?’

Dustin looked down in front of him with a slightly uneasy look and looked at Andra who was under him. His last memory of Andra was her running away after he had lost consciousness for a moment.

He half-checked Andra’s immaculate buttocks, and slapped it down. Then Andra was startled and shook her back. At the same time, he was stimulated by the inner wall the clamped over his c*ck harder than before.

“Heuk, Don’t… tighten.”

Dustin’s worries were blown away as soon as she tightened. Shit, what’s the point? The pent up sexual desire dominated his mind once again. He was like a rutting beast. He grabbed Andra’s a*s tightly with both his hands and held it down in place before roll his hips.

Andra was hurriedly distracted by Dustin’s attempt to move her waist, and she grabbed his wrist.

“Du, Dustin Airak, you crazy bastard…! I know what, ugh, you’re trying to do, huuuu, right now so, hnngh! Ah, huk, don’t move…!”

“What else, am I doing, I’m f*cking you.”

Dustin stopped and grabbed Andra’s hand and secured it to the desk. Don’t move. You want me to wrap it up quickly, right? Andra was startled by Dustin’s vulgar remarks. She swung her head and tried to hit Dustin’s face, but Dustin easily avoided Andra’s retaliation. Instead, he gently pressed down inside.

With a reddened look on her face, Andra exclaimed slowly.

“Son of a, bitch! Get out of me! This time, heuuhhh, I’ll, I’ll put you in jail, you bastard…! Stop, I-I’ll kill, you!”

“Good luck trying to do that.”

“I don’t know how I’ll do it but… Ah! Ah, ahhhngh!”

Andra couldn’t finish speaking, unable to bear the manhood pounding inside her. She bowed her head and bit her lower lip. She almost swore. There was a considerable amount of stimulation from underneath. Although she was still a little stiff, her entrance was already fairly loose.

Andra’s body was definitely accepting Dustin.

‘Nonsense!’

He didn’t even caress her properly and tried to shove it halfway, but she got so wet. Andra thought it was obvious that her body had become strange. Her body wasn’t this sensitive. If it was her normal body, she would spit out a scream of pain because she wouldn’t be wet. It would have been an added bonus that she screamed at Dustin every time he moved.

‘What’s going on!’

Andra gasped for breath thanks to Dustin’s slow movements, as she struggled to contain her moaning. But the pleasure that was stroking her inner walls was unbearable, and her waist moved too.

Rather, she was hoping that he would thrust into her harder. She was in conflict because her body was crazy about the stimulation, not following her will. She also tried to empty her head as she did in the dungeon.

Meanwhile, Dustin, who tucked one of his hands into Andra’s coat and began to nudge her breasts, muttered, nibbling at the nape of her neck.

“Ha, it’s good for you too… This feeling…”

“Who, is feeling what… ahhhnngh, please… Stop, this, this, crazy bastard…! You, ah, ah, AH, you did this, in, in the dungeon… heungg! Ung! Ah, AH!”

“Stop, denying it… Open, your legs, more.”

“Crazy, bastar…! Ah, mmngh! I, will, kill… you! Hnngg!”

Andra couldn’t stand the pressure on her most sensitive spot and closed her eyes tightly. How the heck did he know this, Dustin had been pounding her from the back from a while ago, choosing only the places where Andra would go crazy.

Andra suddenly came to the idea that what had happened inside the dungeon might not be a fantasy but reality. Otherwise, Dustin wouldn’t have known her body so well.

‘This is crazy!’

But after a while…

Andra couldn’t think of anything right away at the breathtaking pleasure.

‘Ha… So good… harder…’

Andra, without realizing it, began to move her waist to match Dustin’s movements. After this, perhaps it was good. The pleasure pouring down on her was so good at this moment. It was just a mindless desire to swallow up the flesh that went in and out of her.

“Ah, ah! De…ep! Uhh, Go, od, ah…!”

“…Ha, who would have imagined me doing this with you.”

His hand, which had been kneading Andra’s voluptuous breasts, suddenly lifted one of Andra’s legs. Her underwear slid off her ankles and her legs spread apart, revealing more than their copulation. Right there was the thick pillar that was moving back and forth inside her bare flesh. The sound of dripping liquid filled the room. Dustin pounded faster than before.

Tak, tak, tak, the sound of flesh hitting flesh followed.

“Heuk, why must it be you, Andra Avellin? Falling together in a dungeon? Shit, that’s right, the dungeon… What did you do to me?”

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