Divine Milking System-Chapter 110 | Again

The sports bra came off over her head. Her breasts spilled free, heavy and full with nipples already hard as little pebbles. And leaking. Thin white streams ran down the curves, dripping onto her stomach.

The extraction had activated just from arousal alone.

My mouth watered so hard I almost choked.

"See?" I touched one nipple, collecting milk on my fingertip. "Your body knows what’s coming."

Belle stared down at herself, at the milk dripping onto her abs.

"That’s so weird."

"You’ll get used to it."

"Will I?" She looked up at me, her amber eyes searching my face. "Are we doing this again after tonight?"

"If you want the buff to last you’ll need regular sessions. Silver tier lasts twenty four hours. Then you’re back to normal."

"So every day."

"Or every other day depending on need."

"With you."

"With me."

She bit her bottom lip, worrying it between her teeth.

"And Naomi?"

"What about her?"

"Will you be doing this with her too? At the same time?"

"Eventually yeah. Bronze Sanctum lets me bring two people."

"So you’ll fuck both of us."

"If you both agree, yeah."

Belle looked away, focusing on the window and the fake city skyline beyond it.

"That’s so messed up."

"I know."

"And I’m agreeing to it anyway."

"You don’t have to." 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"Yes I do." She looked back at me, her jaw setting into that stubborn line I was starting to recognize. "I told you. I need to be stronger. Need the buff." She paused. "So fine. Regular sessions. With you. And eventually Naomi too I guess."

"You two could say no."

"We won’t though. Because we’re both smart enough to know what you’re offering is too good to pass up." She reached down and wrapped her hand around my cock, her fingers barely meeting around the circumference. "Now are you going to fuck me or talk me to death?"

I grabbed her wrist and pinned it above her head. She gasped, her eyes going wide again.

"Impatient."

"You’ve been teasing me for ten minutes."

"And I’ll tease you for ten more if I want."

I leaned down and sealed my lips around her right nipple.

Suck.

Milk flooded my mouth in a warm rush. Twenty points. That same caramel sweetness from Wednesday, rich and thick on my tongue.

Slurp. Slurp.

"Ahh. Monroe."

I drank in long pulls, swallowing between each one and feeling her milk coat my throat. The flow increased as her arousal spiked again, responding to the combination of my mouth and the Euphoric Feedback still running through her system.

Gulp. Gulp.

"Ngh. That’s. That feels."

I switched breasts, catching the left nipple between my teeth and pulling gently.

Lick. Suck. Slurp.

Belle’s free hand grabbed my hair, fingers twisting into the strands.

"Fuck. I forgot. I forgot how good that feels."

I cranked Euphoric Feedback up to level six. She moaned, the sound starting low in her chest and building until it filled the room. I lined myself up while I drank, pressing the head of my cock against her entrance.

She was soaked. Dripping. Ready.

I pushed in slowly. Just the tip for now, letting her feel the stretch.

Belle’s voice died mid-sound, transforming into something desperate and raw.

"Oh. Oh god."

I slid deeper into her body, taking my time. Each inch forward was deliberate. Controlled. I could feel the way she resisted, the way her walls tried to accommodate me and struggled with the effort. The sensation of her stretching around my thickness was incredible. The heat and pressure enveloping my cock was better than anything I’d experienced so far.

"Too big. Monroe it’s. Ahh. It’s too big."

I eased back just enough to give her relief before pressing forward again, claiming more of her. A pattern started to establish itself. Small movements that wouldn’t overwhelm her completely, paired with long pulls from her nipple. The combination of sensations seemed to work.

Slurp. Thrust. Slurp. Thrust.

"Fuck. Fuck. Oh my god."

My cock was buried halfway inside her now. Still more to go, but this was progress. Her body was learning to accept me.

Maybe a little more depth. Maybe just another inch. Maybe everything I had.

Her walls constricted around me. A grip so firm it bordered on pain. I pulled my mouth away from her nipple, threads of milk breaking across my chin. My head lowered just enough to watch the place where we connected. The sight of my thickness forcing its way into her slick entrance, her body spreading wide to accept me, was obscenely beautiful.

"You’re taking it so well," I said.

"Ngh. Shut up."

"Look how good you’re doing."

"I said—ahh—shut up!"

I drove my hips forward with more force this time. My full length disappeared into her tight heat. Belle’s scream cut through the air between us.

"FUCK!"

Her spine curved off the bed like a drawn bow. Her nails tore down my shoulders, leaving stinging trails I knew would mark. I stayed completely still inside her. Let her adjust to the sensation of being filled entirely. Gave her body time to recognize what was happening.

"Breathe," I told her.

"I—I am."

"You’re not."

She dragged air into her lungs. Released it with a tremor that ran through her whole frame.

"Okay. Okay I’m—I’m good."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. You can—you can move."

I withdrew slowly. Feeling every inch of her grip me on the way out. Then slammed back in without warning.

Hard.

Slap.

"Ahh!"

Again. The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed in the Sanctum.

Slap. Slap. Slap.

Her breasts bounced with each impact. Milk continued to leak from her nipples in steady streams, painting her stomach and thighs with white. Some of it splattered onto my chest. I dropped my head down again. Caught her nipple between my lips and sealed my mouth over it.

Drank while I fucked her.

Slurp. Thrust. Slurp. Thrust.

The rhythm became automatic. Mechanical. My body knew exactly what to do. My mouth pulled essence from her while my cock drove into her over and over. Belle’s hands found my hair. Fisted it. Pulled hard enough to hurt.

Notifications kept coming.

Twenty points. Twenty points. Twenty points.

Lifespan climbing with every swallow.

"Monroe. Monroe. Oh god. Harder."

I grabbed her throat. Gentle at first. Just enough pressure to register.

Her eyes snapped open wide.

"Yes."

"Yeah?"

"Yes. Do it. Choke me."

I squeezed. Not brutally. Firmly enough that she had to work for air. Enough to make the edges of her vision blur and spark.

She came on the spot.

"JACE!"

Her pussy clamped down hard. Trying to milk me dry. I kept going. Kept drinking from her breast. Kept my hand locked around her throat until she tapped twice on my wrist.

I let go.

She gasped. Coughed. Dragged air back into her lungs in ragged gulps.

Then laughed.

Wild. Breathless. Completely unhinged.

"Again."

"You sure?"

"Again."