ebookslot Chapter 599 - 598- Corrupted Beyond Her Logic
Chapter 599 - 598- Corrupted Beyond Her Logic
He rotated between them.Naro’s anal. Helviana’s cunt. Naro’s anal. Helviana’s mouth. Dara’s cunt. Naro’s anal.
The cycle continued — each woman used in turn, each hole filled and vacated and filled again, the room filling with the symphony of their combined moans and cries and the wet, relentless sound of flesh on flesh.
PAH PAH PAAH PHACK!
"AAANNNH~!!♡♡!! NGH~!! HAAIYAANGH~!! HIEKKK~!! MMMPH~!! GLKK~!!"
He pulled Naro from the bed.
Her tied wrists — he cut the rope with a knife from the kitchen, the blade severing the binding in one clean motion. Her arms fell, the blood rushing back into her fingers, the pins-and-needles sensation making her gasp.
But he didn’t untie her legs.
He lifted her.
The full, dense, heavy, mature weight of Naro Hageh — former commander, former mother, former woman — lifted in his arms. Her thick thighs still bound at the ankles, her legs forced together, her heavy body suspended.
He held her by her thick ass.
Both hands gripping the broad, soft, heavy cheeks, his fingers sinking deep. Her hairy cunt pressed against his stomach, her heavy tits against his chest, her mouth against his neck.
He entered her.
PAH!
"AAANNNH~!!♡♡!!"
In the air — impaled on his cock, her body weight driving her down onto him, the full twelve inches plunging into her cunt. He bounced her, using his grip on her ass to lift and lower her, each descent a full, brutal, gravity-assisted thrust.
PAH PAH PAAH!
"NGH~!! HAAHH~!! MY PUSSY~!!♡ MY PUSSY IS~!!♡♡!!"
Her cunt was being destroyed.
The walls — engorged, sensitive, blood-manipulated — gripped him with the wet, crushing, desperate strength of a body that had been fucked for hours and was still producing juice. Each thrust stretched her further, the head of his cock hitting her cervix, the impact making her whole body convulse.
Helviana pressed against his back.
Her mouth finding his neck, her arms around his shoulders, her tits against his spine. She kissed him — her lips on his ear, her tongue tracing the shell of it, her breath hot and wet.
His tail found Helviana’s anal.
The appendage curled behind him, found her presented ass, and pushed inside. She gasped against his neck, her body jerking, her hands gripping his shoulders as the tail entered her and began to vibrate.
"NGH~!! MASTER~!! YOUR TAIL~!!♡ MY ASS~!!♡"
He fucked Naro in the air while his tail fucked Helviana from behind. The two sensations — his cock in Naro’s cunt, his tail in Helviana’s anal — merged through his body, the pleasure feeding back through the incubus bloodline.
PAH PAH PAAH PHACK!
"AAANNNH~!!♡♡!! NGH~!! HAAIYAANGH~!! HIEKKK~!!"
Dara knelt beneath them.
Her mouth found his balls — the heavy, swinging sac, her tongue lapping, her lips sucking, the devoted, grounded attention of a woman serving from below.
Three women.
One devil.
He threw Naro back on the bed.
She landed heavy, her body bouncing, the mattress groaning. He was on her immediately — his cock finding her throat, his hands on her jaw, his hips driving forward.
PAH!
"GLKK~!! MMMPH~!!"
He fucked her mouth like a pussy.
The thick, veined length of his cock pushing past her tongue, into her throat, the bulge of his cockhead visible through her neck. Her eyes watered, her hands clawed at the sheets, her heavy tits heaving with each gag.
He stuffed cloth in her.
A torn strip of her own blouse — balled, shoved between her teeth, gagging her, muffling her screams while he fucked her throat. The wet, muffled, choking sounds of a woman being used beyond her capacity.
"MMMPH~!! GLKK~!! HNNGH~!!"
He pulled out.
Turned to Helviana.
Threw her against the wall.
PAH!
"AAANGH~!!♡"
Fucked her against the wall — her legs around his waist, her back against the stone, her tits bouncing with each thrust. Then pulled out and went back to Naro, entering her anal, then her cunt, then her mouth, then Helviana’s cunt, then Dara’s ass — the rotation continuing, unbroken, the marathon of a man who did not tire.
PAH PAH PAAH!
"AAANNNH~!!♡♡!! NGH~!! HAAIYAANGH~!!"
"GLKK~!! MMMPH~!!"
"MY LORD~!!♡ MASTER~!!♡ PLEASE~!!♡"
Hours.
The candles burned down. The moon crossed the sky. The room filled with the smell of sex and sweat and cum and the wet, animal, unmistakable scent of three women being used through the night.
He focused on Naro.
Her thick body — the heavy, dense, mature, mother-round flesh of her — was his primary target. He destroyed it with the methodical, patient, devastating thoroughness of a man who had claimed a kingdom and was now remodeling it.
Her anal — fucked raw, gaping, leaking.
Her cunt — stretched, swollen, the hairy lips dark and puffy, the clit engorged beyond recognition.
Her mouth — swollen, raw, her throat bruised from the inside, her voice destroyed.
Her tits — bitten, sucked, mauled, the dark nipples raw and aching.
He came in her.
Thick, flooding, royal seed — pumping into her cunt, into her anal, into her mouth, onto her tits. Marking every part of her, claiming every surface, filling every hole.
PAH PAAH!
"NGH~!! MASTER~!!♡ I WILL HELP~!!♡ PLEASE HELP ME TAKE MY REVENGE~!!♡♡!!"
She begged.
Between thrusts. Between orgasms. Between the pain and the pleasure and the grief and the devotion.
"PLEASE~!!♡ MASTER~!!♡ LORD~!!♡ I WILL DO ANYTHING~!!♡"
He came inside her.
The final, thick, deep load — buried in her cunt, the seed flooding her womb, mixing with the blood he had commanded there, filling her completely.
He pulled out.
They lay on the bed.
All three women. On their stomachs. Their asses lifted — presented, swollen, leaking. The cum ran from each of them in thick rivers, pooling on the sheets, dripping onto the floor. Their bodies trembled — the continuous, unconscious, aftershock tremble of women who had been fucked past endurance.
Naro was in the middle.
Her heavy body — the thick, mature, thoroughly claimed mass of her — lay between the two younger women. Her face was in the pillow. Her ass was up. Her anal and cunt were gaping, leaking his seed, the hairy lips swollen and dark.
Helviana lay to her left, her smaller body curled, her ass raised, her anal still twitching around nothing.
Dara lay to her right, her young body limp, her pussy still dripping, her mouth slightly open.
They were unconscious.
The sleep of the utterly, comprehensively, totally fucked.
Viktor sat on the edge of the bed.
He looked at the three of them.
At the three raised, leaking, presented asses.
He reached for Naro.
His hands found the ropes at her ankles — the ones he had not cut. He untied them slowly, the knots coming loose, the rope falling away, the blood rushing back into her feet.
He pulled her up.
Her heavy body, limp, unconscious, settled against him. Her heavy tits pressed against his chest — the full, warm, soft weight of them mashing against his skin, the stiff nipples scraping. Her head lolled against his shoulder.
He held her.
One arm around her waist, his hand on her broad hip. The other on her hair — his fingers combing through the tangled, sweat-damp, cum-streaked strands.
"I will," he said.
His voice was soft.
Gentle.
The voice of a devil imitating tenderness.
"Do you have to do these favors daily?"
Naro stirred.
Her eyes opened — slowly, heavily, the drugged, post-marathon blink of a woman surfacing from unconsciousness. She looked up at him. At the violet eyes. At the pale face. At the devil who had destroyed her and was now holding her like a lover.
"I will," she whispered.
Her voice was destroyed. Raw. The voice of a woman whose throat had been fucked for hours.
"I will do."
She swallowed.
"I will spread my legs whenever you want, Master."