My Yandere Harem Doesn't Accept No-Chapter 19: Together

Solène slowly lowered the zipper with deliberate slowness and, between the two of them, they finished removing his pants and boxers.

As soon as he was exposed, she looked at him with obvious hunger and wrapped her hand around his erection, squeezing just enough to draw a rough groan from him.

She began to move her hand slowly, up and down, with a perfect softness that made Lyan tense his entire body.

With her other hand, Solène removed her bra without taking her eyes off him. Her breasts were freed. Her nipples hardened with arousal.

She leaned forward and brushed her chest against his torso while continuing to stroke him, her skin warm and slightly damp as it slid over his.

Lyan let out a broken sigh, his hands moving up her back, tracing the curve of her spine, going down to her hips and squeezing them firmly.

Solène smiled against his mouth and kissed him again, this time slower, savoring him.

"I want to feel you... but not so fast." she whispered against his lips, gently biting his lower one.

She kept moving her hand around his member, sometimes squeezing more at the base, sometimes just brushing the sensitive tip with her fingertips.

Lyan closed his eyes for a second, enjoying the sensation, but he didn’t want to stay still. So he lowered one hand and caressed the inside of her thighs, slowly moving up until he brushed her center over the thin fabric of her underwear.

Lyan, shedding any trace of shyness, slipped his fingers inside the fabric and touched her directly.

She was hot and wet, his fingers moving slowly along her folds, exploring and learning what made her react.

When he found the most sensitive spot and brushed it in soft circles, she arched slightly and tightened her grip around him.

"Fuck... like that." Solène murmured in a husky voice.

She lifted herself slightly onto her knees and, without letting go of his erection, removed her last piece of underwear with her free hand.

Now she was completely naked over him.

Lyan looked at her from head to toe, mesmerized by her pale skin, soft curves, and the contrast of her hair falling over her shoulders.

Solène leaned down again and began to rub her wetness directly against his member, sliding up and down without letting him enter just yet.

The friction was hot, slick, and torturous.

Every time the tip brushed her entrance, Lyan felt a shiver run up his spine.

’Shit... this is too good.’ he thought, clenching his teeth.

She kept moving like that for a long while, playing, teasing him. Sometimes she lowered herself more, letting only the head slip in slightly before rising again.

Lyan growled and instinctively lifted his hips, but Solène placed a hand on his chest and pushed him back down to the ground with a mischievous smile.

"Relax... let me handle it for now." she said softly.

Lyan could only nod, breathing heavily.

His hands returned to her ass, squeezing and spreading it slightly while she continued rubbing herself against him.

Solène leaned forward and licked his neck, then moved down to one of his nipples and sucked on it gently.

Lyan let out a louder moan and slipped one hand between them to touch her again, this time with more confidence.

His fingers moved in slow circles over her clitoris while she continued sliding along his length.

Solène’s moans became more frequent and more broken, and suddenly she shifted to the side and lay on her back on the ground, pulling him on top of her.

"Come here." she whispered.

Lyan settled between her legs. Solène spread her thighs for him and looked up at him with half-lidded eyes.

He lowered his head and began kissing her neck, moving down her chest, taking one of her nipples into his mouth, licking and sucking it carefully while his hand moved down between her legs and continued touching her.

Solène arched her back and tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer.

"Lower..." she asked in a breathless voice.

Lyan hesitated for a second, but went down.

Kissing her stomach, her hips, and finally reaching her between her legs.

He kissed her there shyly at first, but then with more hunger when he heard her moan.

His tongue explored and tasted, while Solène moved her hips against his mouth, breathing faster and faster.

"Lyan... yes..." she gasped, tightening her fingers in his hair.

After a while, she pulled him back up again, kissing him hungrily, tasting herself on his lips.

"Now..." she murmured against his mouth.

Solène guided him with her hand, and Lyan positioned himself and began to enter very slowly.

Centimeter by centimeter, both letting out a long moan when he was fully inside.

She was tight, hot, and soaked.

Lyan stayed still for a moment, wanting to feel that sensation a little longer, struggling not to lose control so quickly.

"S-So... big..." she murmured with her tongue slightly out.

Then she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

They both began to move slowly. Lyan pulled out almost completely and pushed back in with deep, measured thrusts.

Solène lifted her hips to meet each movement, her hands roaming his back, digging her nails in when the pleasure surged.

The rhythm gradually increased, with Lyan propping himself up slightly on his arms to look at her as he moved.

Solène had her eyes half-closed, her mouth slightly open, moaning every time he entered fully.

At one point, she pushed him to the side and moved back on top. Now she rode him with fluid movements, rotating her hips in perfect circles before rising and lowering again.

Lyan placed his hands on her breasts, caressing and gently pinching them while she moved faster.

"Fuck... Solène..." he growled, feeling himself lose control.

She leaned forward, placing her hands on his chest, and quickened her pace.

Her moans became higher-pitched.

Lyan lowered one hand and began touching her clitoris again, helping her along.

Solène tensed suddenly, arching her back as she reached orgasm with a long, broken moan.

Her inner walls tightened around Lyan strongly.

He held on for only a few more seconds before letting out a deep groan, finishing inside her, gripping her hips tightly as his whole body trembled.

Solène collapsed onto his chest, both of them sweaty and breathing heavily.

Their hearts beat hard, one against the other.

After a long while in silence, broken only by their breathing as it slowly calmed, Solène lifted her head and gave him a soft kiss on the lips.

"See? You weren’t bad at all." she murmured with a tired smile.

Lyan let out a short, hoarse laugh, hugging her against his body.

"I think I just died and went to heaven..."

She laughed, settling more comfortably, still joined, her head on his chest. Lyan stroked her back with slow, lazy movements.

Fatigue gradually took over.

The warmth of their bodies, the scent of sex and sweat, and the other’s calm breathing enveloped them.

Solène closed her eyes first, murmuring something unintelligible against his skin. Lyan held her a little tighter against him and kissed her hair.

Shortly after, the two of them fell asleep on the ground, tangled together and among the scattered clothes, exhausted and with a peaceful smile on their lips.