Shattering the Male Lead's Aura as the Ultimate Villain

Chapter 5: Milking (R18)

Ethan’s scorching breath brushed against that place, making Milvin tremble. Before she could even try to escape, Ethan opened his mouth, his tongue licking over it, then slipping directly inside—yet not fully thrusting in, only licking and pressing against the outside.

His tongue was thick and soft, and especially hot—much hotter than fingers. Almost instantly, it made Milvin moan in pleasure as slick fluid continued to spill out. But things grew worse when Ethan’s tongue moved upward, beginning to lick at her clitoris, which was slightly protruding from the stimulation.

Every time Ethan’s tongue pressed down and licked over that spot, Milvin jerked violently, letting out strained moans. She shook her waist, trying to escape, but Ethan held her firmly in place.

Ethan carefully licked at the reddened flesh, then suddenly sucked it in. As he sucked, his tongue continued circling and teasing without pause.

Milvin cried out, “No, Master, I’m going to come, Master! Please, I beg you… ah, ah, please…”

Milvin could only feel something building, as if a current of electricity were gathering, ready to burst out at any moment.

But it wasn’t enough. Just a little more, just a little more. Milvin didn’t even know what “more” was—she only knew how to sob and moan.

By now, Milvin’s clitoris had been sucked until it was swollen and taut, even protruding slightly. Ethan chuckled softly, then gently bit down, grinding at the base of her clitoris.

“Ahhh~!”

Milvin let out a long scream. Her entire body suddenly lost control, trembling as if electrocuted, her eyes rolling back. Her thighs instinctively clamped shut, immediately trapping Ethan’s head before he could pull away.

She arched her abdomen, her lower belly trembling, and at the same moment, a stream of liquid burst out, spraying all over Ethan’s face.

Ethan instinctively squeezed his eyes shut, his entire face pressed tightly against her. Milvin’s thighs were clenched with overwhelming climax, leaving Ethan unable to break free for a moment.

Only when Milvin’s thighs finally gave out and softened did Ethan manage to pull back. His face was completely soaked, and there were even drops of “liquid” dripping from his chin.

He looked at Milvin with a slightly dazed expression. Seeing her legs spread apart, her inner thighs still trembling, her waist jerking in waves, both hands gripping the bedsheets tightly, her mouth hanging open and her eyes rolled back, he couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his lips and let out a faint smile.

He wiped away the liquid still clinging to his face, licked his lips, and looked at the health bar. What had once been bright red had now turned blue, the progress already more than halfway filled.

This was already within the safe threshold, but Ethan truly wanted to see Milvin’s health bar completely filled.

So his hand began to slide upward. Wherever his fingers passed, her skin immediately twitched with sensitivity.

Ethan couldn’t help but laugh, the look in his eyes growing even more delighted.

But just at that moment, his hands were suddenly caught. Ethan lifted his gaze and, as expected, met Milvin’s eyes. Her face was flushed red, the corners of her eyes tinged crimson, her pale blue eyes shimmering with moisture.

As if she had gathered all the courage she had in her life, she pulled Ethan’s hands and placed them on her full breasts, pleading, “It’s so tight here, please… Master… please help me milk it…”

Boom!

Ethan could practically hear his mind explode.

Too adorable!

And milking, right, Milvin was a dairy cow. Of course she needed to be milked. Feeling the slight firmness beneath his palms, he could easily guess how uncomfortable Milvin must be right now.

Ethan immediately nodded, his expression solemn, as if what lay before him was a grand research project rather than simply a pair of breasts.

Of course, these were the breasts of a demi-human. No matter how great a research project was, it couldn’t possibly create a demi-human.

He was far too happy.

Ethan thought to himself as his hands gently kneaded the breasts beneath them. He immediately felt the flesh twitching under his touch. Milvin’s breathing grew more and more chaotic, even mixed with soft sobbing sounds. “Please, I beg you… ah… hah, I’m so uncomfortable…”

Good heavens, Milvin really shouldn’t cry like this. It only made him want to bully her even more.

At this point, Milvin’s skimpy top had already been lifted up by Ethan. The two small pieces of fabric covering that area disappeared, finally revealing Milvin’s nipples. But at the sight before him, Ethan couldn’t help but pause for a moment.

Milvin’s breasts were truly too large, and yet her nipples were actually inverted. They were pale now, with a few drops of milk seeping out, but it clearly looked very difficult.

Only then did Ethan finally understand why Milvin was so uncomfortable.

Ethan immediately began rubbing with his hands without pause. He lowered his head and took one of Milvin’s nipples into his mouth, while his fingertips on the other side kept lightly scratching and teasing.

Milvin was stimulated to the point that her breasts kept swaying uncontrollably.

But Ethan had already seized them in his hands. How could he possibly let them escape? Milvin could only helplessly endure the dense torment of pleasure, something that felt both painful and blissful at the same time.

After a while of light scratching, the nipple on one side finally emerged a little, but the other side still showed no sign of coming out no matter how much Ethan sucked.

He couldn’t help feeling slightly dissatisfied and gently bit down, immediately earning a soft cry from Milvin.

Milvin’s whole body was suddenly pulled upward. Ethan placed her sitting on a cushion. Whether it was intentional or not, her small mouth below, which had just been stimulated to its peak, was now pressed hard against the raised edge of the cushion. It was pure torture for Milvin.

She even instinctively wanted to grind against it, but held herself back in embarrassment.

At this moment, Ethan had already moved behind her and pulled her into his arms. His hands reached forward, and the thumb and forefinger of each hand grasped one of Milvin’s nipples, squeezing and stimulating them repeatedly.

“I’m so uncomfortable, Master… my breasts…” Milvin moaned.

Ethan replied calmly, “Don’t worry. I’ll milk you right away.”

Ethan’s breath brushed against her ear, making Milvin shiver. Her waist instinctively moved, rubbing herself against the cushion.

The action was completely instinctive. She did not even realize what she was unconsciously doing.

At that moment, Ethan’s fingers finally felt something. He lightly scratched once.

Milvin instantly jolted. Both nipples suddenly popped out slightly, and at the same time, the milk that had been suppressed for so long burst forth. Two streams shot out, forming small arcs before finally splashing onto the bed, soaking a large area and releasing a sweet fragrance.

Milvin screamed as well, her waist moving frantically as she ground herself, her whole body rocking and causing her breasts to bounce even more violently.

Ethan was still holding her nipples, continuing to milk her.

“Ah~ milk, it’s flowing, Master. It feels so good, Master. Please, down there wants it too. Please…”

“Master, let me go. Please… hng… mm… hng…”

Watching Milvin’s milk spray out like a fountain and seeing the health bar finally almost full, Ethan also felt his own “little brother” on the verge of exploding. With Milvin begging like this, if Ethan kept holding back, he would not be human anymore.

He directly unzipped his pants, and his heated member immediately sprang out, slapping lightly against Milvin's buttocks.

Almost instinctively, Milvin slumped forward into a prone position, her legs still kneeling.

She spread her legs wide; her breasts, pressed heavily against the bed, were being squeezed tightly by her own hands, continuously milking them. Meanwhile, her waist and hips were raised, directly exposing that beautiful crevice, which was now twitching incessantly as if begging to be fed. The tail emerging from her tailbone wagged nonstop in a submissive, pleasing manner.

Ethan stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Milvin’s waist. His scorching palms touched her lower abdomen, causing her to shudder uncontrollably.

The tip of his penis brushed against the small opening, teasing and pressing against it repeatedly. He pushed in slightly, but did not fully penetrate.

Milvin was truly being tortured to the point of tears by Ethan.

She began to sob: "Master, I beg you... please let me, hic... please."

As she spoke, she swayed her hips, her tail wrapping around Ethan's wrist and patting it as if urging him on.

Ethan couldn't help but chuckle, continuing his playful torment: "Do it yourself."

Milvin froze for a moment, then indignantly shook her hips, trying to press down onto Ethan’s heated rod.

However, this position was not like sitting. No matter how hard she tried, the rod wouldn't find its mark accurately; it kept slipping away because her opening was far too slick and lubricated.

Milvin’s waist grew numb and tired. Just as she was about to give up, Ethan finally moved...