After that, Asta remained silent and went straight for my mouth, biting it many times. He seemed to have made a choice then and then to mate with me, but my mind was no longer rational enough to recognize his expression at that point in time. Because of his combined efforts to make me happy, I was hallucinating that there were lights in front of my eyes.

His lips moved in rhythm with mine, kissing, licking, and even biting the hell out of me as if he had suffered this for a long time and now was the moment he was able to satisfy his wants. His lips worked in...