[H] Transmigration | How to Survive in a H Harem Game - Chapter 3

“Crawl over here.” The prince commanded haughtily.

Driven by desire, Zhao Cen slowly crawled forward, his body trembling due to weakness. He felt the iron rod inside his flesh continuously grinding him, causing his legs to soften even more.

Suddenly, it seemed that the rod had hit a spot, making Zhao Cen’s body shudder sweetly, and he helplessly sat down on the ground. The force drove the rod deeper, and he climaxed with an “Ah” as the pleasure overwhelmed him.

Iris clicked his tongue and pulled out a red rope, tightly tying Zhao Cen’s slightly raised member. Looking into his teary, blurred eyes, Iris didn’t hold back his desires any longer and thrust deeply into his flower, tearing through and going even deeper without stopping.

“Don’t… Don’t go any deeper…” Zhao Cen’s hands weakly clung to the prince’s neck, his body trembling between the filled pleasure and the fear of being penetrated too deeply. He moaned incoherently, “No more… Hmm… It’s too big… too long… Ah… Harder… Faster… Ah ah ah…”

Iris sneered and bit down on Zhao Cen’s mouth, making him whimper and lick his tongue while he ruthlessly thrust all the way in! Then, he pulled out crazily only to thrust back in deeper with each stroke!

Zhao Cen cried out again as his desire to ejaculate flared up once more, but the red rope blocked it. The feeling of being filled made him wiggle his waist to meet the prince’s thrusts continuously, the evil grinding of the prince’s member making his drool flow as pleasure racked his body.

The deeper pounding made Zhao Cen cry in fear. The sensation that clouded his mind made him wriggle continuously, opening his flower to let the prince go deeper, yet he feared being completely ruined.

“Hmm… Ahh… Ahh,” he cried out, pleading, “No deeper… Hmm… It’s so deep… Ahh… Too full… Ah… Thrust faster… Ah ah ah ah!!!”

The virgin prince, after a hundred fierce thrusts, couldn’t hold back any longer as the hot, wet flower clamped around him, and he thrust in deeply, releasing his thick essence.

The scorching semen made Zhao Cen tremble all over, his legs tightly winding around the prince’s strong waist as he cried out intoxicatingly. His once cool and abstinent face was now flushed with desire, sweat, and drool, his lust-filled expression enticing the prince to become hard again.

“Give it to me… I want more…” Zhao Cen, still under the influence of the aphrodisiac, pressed up again, his empty flower after the climax making him completely lose control.

But this time, the prince pulled out his hard member and, looking at the teary Zhao Cen, commanded, “Beg me.”

Lost in lust, Zhao Cen gazed obsessively at the daunting purple-black member before him, recalling adult films he had seen in his past life, and without thinking, he opened his mouth and took it in.

Startled by Zhao Cen’s sudden move, the prince shuddered, his member swelling even larger. Zhao Cen could barely take in the head before he couldn’t take any more. Iris’s eyes darkened, originally only wanting to see Zhao Cen cry and beg, he seductively whispered, “Come… take in a little more… just a bit more and I’ll give it to you…”

Obediently, Zhao Cen took more of the dark purple member into his mouth, excited by seeing such a cold person doing this beneath him, Iris excitedly grabbed his head and forcefully thrust into his wet mouth.

Zhao Cen’s mouth couldn’t close, the hard member stuck in his throat almost stopping his breath. Wanting to swallow, his pulsing mouth made the prince even more excited. He smelled the salty, wet scent of the member, the itch in his lower flesh unbearable, once again overflowing with desire as his tongue moved uncontrollably.

Iris, almost climaxing from the licking, suddenly pulled out and turned around to grab a fluffy ring, placing it on his member. He sat on the chair by the bed, picked up Zhao Cen, and harshly pressed him down onto himself.

“Ah ah ah ah!!!” With the force of gravity, Zhao Cen screamed out loud, his back against the prince’s chest, his Adam’s apple bitten by the prince as his legs bore the fierce impacts.

This position allowed his flower to be penetrated even deeper, the fluffy ring snagging on the tender flesh deep inside, rubbing it so much that it itched unbearably, only relieved by the prince’s harsh thrusts. This back and forth torment made him cry out, his mouth unable to close as drool flowed freely.

“It’s so itchy… ah… ah ah… harder… Iris… faster… harder…” He cried out, wiggling his buttocks to take the member deeper, the prince obediently thrusting even more fiercely, the collision making a “smack smack smack” sound, and directly fucked out a layer of foam, “Ah ah ah I’ve reached it!”

Under the relentless pounding, Zhao Cen suddenly paused as his flower sprayed out like a fountain!

He was actually fucked right up to the womb!

Author’s note:

Next chapter has a threesome, with an older brother involved.
I heard writing steamy scenes makes your face bigger, is that true…
I love writing steamy stuff but always get stuck halfway through, hehe.