Beast Taming: Reincarnated With The Ultimate Bond System!-Chapter 173 - : : Venya’s Turn!
"My Lord... Venya needs... needs My Lord..."
He pushed, slowly, inch by agonizing inch, into her, feeling her muscles clench around him, a warm, tight embrace.
"Aaaaah... so good... My Lord... Venya loves this..." Her voice was a drawn-out moan, her hips arching to meet his thrust.
He began to move, a slow, deliberate rhythm, each thrust deeper than the last.
Her fiery patterns pulsed brighter with every movement, her body a canvas of molten desire.
His cock slid against the slick walls of her pussy, the squelching sound filling the air.
"Oh, My Lord... harder... Venya wants it harder... yes... just like that..." She gasped, her breath catching in her throat, her eyes rolling back into her head.
He picked up the pace, his hips slamming against hers, the bed groaning beneath them.
He watched her face, the pure ecstasy etched there, the way her lips parted slightly, a soft whine escaping them with each impact.
Her long, spined tail thrashed gently against the mattress, a rhythmic counterpoint to their movements.
"My Lord... My Lord... Venya is... oh, My Lord..." Her moans grew louder, more frantic, her body trembling violently. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮
He drove into her, deep and relentless, his cock hitting her cervix with a dull thud, eliciting a sharp cry from her.
"Aaaah! Yes! My Lord! Venya feels My Lord... deep... so deep..." She clawed at his shoulders, her nails leaving faint red marks on his skin.
He leaned down, capturing her mouth once more, his tongue plunging in as his hips continued their merciless assault.
He tasted her, a sweet, metallic tang mixed with her own fiery essence.
He felt her clit, swollen and sensitive, rub against his pubic bone with every thrust, building her pleasure to an unbearable peak.
"Oh! Oh, My Lord! Venya... Venya is... coming! Aaaah!" Her body arched violently, her back lifting off the bed, a guttural cry tearing from her throat as she convulsed around him, milking his cock with an intense, powerful squeeze.
He felt the tremors ripple through her, her pussy clenching, pulling him deeper into her fiery core.
He continued to thrust, a few more powerful strokes, feeling the warmth of her climax engulfing him, pushing him to his own edge.
"Ah... Venya... you’re so tight..." He grunted, his voice thick with desire, his own climax building rapidly.
He held her tight, thrusting one last time, a guttural roar escaping his lips as he pulsed into her, filling her with his hot, thick cum.
Her body shuddered beneath him, still quivering from her own release.
He collapsed onto her, breathing heavily, his chest pressed against her still-heaving breasts.
"My Lord... My Lord is so good..." She whispered, her voice hoarse, her fingers gently tracing the lines of his back.
He pulled out slowly, the wet, shlicking sound echoing in the silence.
He didn’t remove himself fully, but flipped her onto all fours, without breaking contact. Her pussy, still dripping and swollen, slid against his cock, a tantalizing friction.
"My Lord... what is My Lord doing...?" She murmured, her voice laced with curiosity and anticipation.
He slapped her left ass cheek, a sharp, resounding crack that made her jump.
"Ah!" She yelped, her head snapping around to look at him, her eyes wide.
"I want you to take it all," He rumbled, his voice low and commanding.
"Oh! My Lord... yes... Venya likes this... My Lord is so big..." She moaned, her hips beginning to sway in a primal rhythm.
He began to thrust, a steady, powerful rhythm, watching her proud ass cheeks jiggle and bounce with each impact.
He reached down, his finger tracing the sensitive rim of her asshole.
"My Lord... what is...?" She gasped, her body tensing, her tail flicking nervously.
He pushed his finger inside, slowly, carefully, feeling her muscles clench around it.
"Aah! My Lord! That feels... strange... but good... My Lord..." She whimpered, her voice a mix of discomfort and burgeoning pleasure.
He worked his finger in and out, stretching her, preparing her, as he continued to fuck her pussy from behind.
The double sensation sent shivers through her body, her moans growing louder, more desperate.
"Oh, My Lord! Venya is going to... My Lord... My Lord... oh, yes!" Her voice rose to a shriek as she climaxed again, her pussy tightening around his cock, her body shaking uncontrollably.
He felt his own climax building, the intense friction, the sight of her trembling body, pushing him over the edge.
He grunted, thrusting deep and hard, pouring himself into her once more.
He pulled out with a loud schlick, leaving her panting and spent on all fours. He moved, his cock, still hard and dripping, hovering over her asshole.
"My Lord... Venya can’t..."
She whimpered, trying to move away.
"Venya will take My Lord," He commanded, his voice firm, leaving no room for argument.
He pushed, slowly, carefully, against her tight opening.
"Aaaah! My Lord! No! It hurts! My Lord, please!r Her voice was a scream of pain, her hands gripping the bedsheets, her knuckles white.
Tears welled in her amber eyes.
He paused, letting her adjust, feeling her muscles clench painfully around him.
"My Lord... it’s... too much..." She choked out, her body rigid with discomfort.
"My Lord will make it good, Venya," He promised, and began to push again, slowly, gently, inch by agonizing inch, stretching her, filling her.
"Nnnngh... My Lord... it burns..." She whimpered, her body still fighting him, but slowly, reluctantly, yielding.
He pushed deeper, his cock slowly sliding into her, feeling the tight, unyielding embrace of her asshole.
The pain slowly began to recede, replaced by a strange, intense pressure.
"Oh... My Lord... it’s... full... My Lord is so big..." She gasped, her voice softening, the pain turning into a new, unfamiliar sensation.
He began to move, a slow, deliberate rhythm, each thrust a careful exploration of her new depth.
Her moans changed, from cries of pain to gasps of surprise and then, finally, pleasure.
"My Lord... this feels... My Lord... aaah..." She whimpered, her hips starting to move, tentatively, to meet his thrusts.
He picked up the pace, her asshole clenching and unclenching around him, a new kind of pleasure washing over them both.
He leaned down, his lips brushing her ear.
"Your Lord loves your ass," He whispered.
"My Lord... My Lord is so... good... Venya wants My Lord... deeper... yes... My Lord..." She cried out, her body arching, her tail thrashing with renewed vigor.
He drove into her, deep and hard, feeling her climax again, her muscles spasming around him, milking his cock with an intense, powerful grip.
He roared, his own release building, and he slammed into her one last time, filling her with his hot, sticky cum.
He pulled out, the wet squelch echoing in the room. She collapsed onto the bed, panting, her body slick with sweat, her eyes half-closed.
She immediately turned, her hand reaching for his still-hard cock.
She guided it to her mouth, her lips wrapping around the tip, her tongue flicking out to taste him.
"My Lord... Venya isn’t done..." She mumbled, her mouth already working on him, sucking gently.
He leaned back, watching her, a grin spreading across his face. She began to suck harder, her head bobbing up and down, her cheeks hollowing as she took him deeper.
Her throat worked around him, a soft gurgling sound escaping with each deep plunge.
"Oh, My Lord... so good... so big..." She whispered, pulling back for a moment, her eyes shining with desire, before taking him fully again, deep-throating him with practiced ease.
He groaned, his hands reaching for her crimson hair, pulling gently, guiding her movements.
Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock, teasing, tantalizing, making him ache for release.
She sucked him dry, her mouth a warm, wet heaven, until he felt the familiar surge, the pressure building, and he pulsed into her mouth, filling her with his cum.
She pulled away, her mouth glistening, a string of his cum connecting her lips to his cock.
She smiled, a mischievous glint in her amber eyes, and showed him her mouth, full of his seed.
"My Lord’s cum... Venya loves it," She purred, her tongue swirling the white liquid around her mouth.
"Savor it, Venya," He commanded, his voice hoarse, "then swallow."
She giggled, a childlike sound. "My Lord... Venya isn’t done yet." She swallowed, a visible gulp, then licked her lips clean. "My Lord... Venya wants more."
He grinned, then pulled her away from the bed, onto the floor, both of them standing.
"I want you to do as I says," He instructed, his voice firm.
He grabbed her left leg, hoisting it onto his shoulder, pulling her close.
"Oh! My Lord!" She gasped, her body pressed against his, her pussy, still slick and swollen, now perfectly aligned with his hard cock.
He pushed into her, a single, powerful thrust, burying himself deep inside her.
"Aaaah! My Lord! Yes! Venya loves My Lord!" She cried out, her leg trembling on his shoulder, her hands gripping his biceps.
He began to thrust, a fierce, relentless rhythm, his hips slamming against hers, her body swaying with each impact.
He leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss, his tongue intertwining with hers, tasting her fiery essence.
"My Lord... My Lord is so good... Venya wants to scream..." She moaned into his mouth, her body trembling, her climax building rapidly.
He continued to fuck her, holding her tight, her leg still hoisted onto his shoulder, his cock pumping into her, deep and hard.
He felt her muscles clench around him, her body convulsing, and she screamed, a long, drawn-out cry of pure pleasure, as she climaxed again, her pussy milking him dry.
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END OF Chapter : 173 : VENYA’S TURN!
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