Demonic Witches Harem: Having Descendants Make Me Overpowered!-Chapter 63: Destroying Layla**

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Claude raised an eyebrow, amused. "Already? You just came hard enough to make a mess of the bed." Continue reading stories on novelbuddy

Layla grabbed his wrists, her eyes burning with desperation.

"I don’t care!! I need more!! Fuck me again!!! Use me!! Break me!! I don’t care, just don’t stop!!!"

Claude chuckled. "Well, since you’ve already turned into a slut."

He grabbed her by the waist and flipped her over onto all fours. She grabbed her sister’s body, hugging it to hold on.

"Let’s see how long you last."

Just as he was about to thrust back in, a soft, breathy voice whispered against his ear.

"Mmm… That was so hot."

Lilac.

Claude turned his head just as Lilac straddled his back, her bare skin pressing against him.

Her amethyst eyes gleamed with mischief as her soft lips trailed along his neck.

"Look at her, Claude," she purred. "My sister’s gone completely mad from your cock. I bet she’ll lose her mind once you start again."

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Claude smirked. "I know."

Lilac giggled, licking his earlobe before whispering, "But don’t forget about me… I want my turn too."

Claude groaned as her hands wandered over his body, her nails lightly scratching his skin, teasing him while Layla’s trembling body was still begging for more below him.

"You’ll get it soon enough," he murmured before slamming his cock back into Layla’s dripping pussy.

Layla’s scream shattered the air as Claude drove into her with unrelenting force, her body jolting forward with every brutal thrust.

The aphrodisiac had completely taken over, reducing her to nothing more than a desperate, writhing mess beneath him.

Her fingers clawed at the sheets, her arms trembling as another wave of unbearable pleasure crashed through her.

"AHHH!! OHHH!!! HAAAHH!! YOUR MAJESTY! S’TOO GOOD!! I—!!!"

Her words dissolved into incoherent moans as Claude grabbed her hips, slamming her back onto his cock like she was nothing but a fucktoy for his pleasure.

"Goddamn, you’re squeezing me so fucking tight," he groaned, feeling her walls pulse around him, greedy and insatiable.

"How much more do you think you can take, Layla?"

Layla sobbed, her body convulsing. "I-I don’t know!! I don’t care!! Jus’—!! Ahhh!!! Cumming again!!!"

Her voice cracked as another orgasm ripped through her, her body shaking violently.

Slickness gushed down her thighs, soaking his cock, but Claude didn’t stop—he didn’t let her rest.

His pace was ruthless, punishing, his cock drilling into her overstimulated pussy with no mercy.

And all she could do was take it.

Lilac, still draped over Claude’s back, giggled softly. "Mmm… She’s completely broken now," she purred, her nails tracing down his chest. "It’s beautiful."

Her hand drifted lower, fingers wrapping around his balls, squeezing just enough to make him grunt.

"My pussy can’t wait to be destroyed by your hard, big, veiny cock too, Your Majesty."

Claude groaned, the overwhelming sensations pushing him closer to his limit—Layla’s tight, convulsing pussy greedily milking his cock while Lilac’s soft, naked body pressed against him, her nipples grazing his heated skin.

His grip on Layla’s hips tightened as he pounded into her harder, deeper, chasing his release.

Lilac moaned against him, her lips teasing along his jaw before biting down on his earlobe, sending a sharp jolt of pleasure through him.

"Because after you’re done ruining my sister…" she whispered, her voice thick with arousal, "you’re going to fuck me even harder."

Her words sent a shiver down his spine, but she wasn’t done teasing. Lilac’s fingers worked faster between her legs, slick sounds filling the air as she pleasured herself.

She had been watching, imagining herself in her sister’s place, desperate to feel his cock stretching her just as mercilessly.

"Ngghhh~ Your Majesty!!!" the twins cried out in unison, their bodies trembling as they neared their peak.

Layla’s pussy clenched down on him like a vice, her walls pulsing and gripping him so tightly that he felt his own climax rushing forward.

"Fuck!" he growled, his control finally snapping.

And with that, Claude couldn’t hold on anymore. His cock twitched violently before he buried himself deep inside Layla, releasing a thick load of semen into her already overflowing pussy.

A lewd squelch filled the air as his cum spilled out, mixing with her juices and drenching the bed beneath them.

Layla came at the same time, her body seizing up as a final, devastating orgasm ripped through her, while Lilac moaned softly, reaching her peak just from her own fingers.

A glowing golden tribal tattoo appeared above Layla’s womb, intricate and beautiful.

[Congratulations!]

[Layla has become your mate now!]

[The chance of conceiving an S-rank child is high! Keep filling her with your cum to increase the probability of her pregnancy!]

’Well, that’s easy to say...’ Claude’s gaze shifted to Layla, who had completely passed out.

She had cum so much that he’d lost count, yet even in unconsciousness, her pussy kept convulsing around him, milking his softening cock like it refused to let go. It felt like heaven.

Before he could even pull out, Lilac moved quickly, gently shifting her sister aside before lowering herself between his legs.

Without hesitation, she leaned in, her warm tongue gliding over his cock, lapping up the mixture of cum and slick with slow strokes.

"Ah~ Your Majesty’s cum and my sister’s taste so good together," she murmured, licking up every last drop like she was savoring the finest delicacy.

She didn’t stop until his cock was completely clean, her tongue tracing along his veins, sending shivers up his spine.

Claude smirked, amused. ’She’s even wilder than Mother,’ he thought as his cock twitched, already hardening again.

Lilac’s golden eyes gleamed as she swallowed, the aphrodisiac still potent in his semen taking effect. Her body trembled, heat pooling between her thighs as slickness dripped down her legs.

Without hesitation, she climbed onto his lap, her breath hitching as she felt his cock throb against her entrance.

Her delicate fingers wrapped around his length, rubbing it against her soaked pussy, teasing her clit as she shuddered.

"Your Majesty, may I?" she asked, her voice laced with both playfulness and desperate need.

Claude leaned back, enjoying the show. "Of course. Do what you like, Lilac. I want to see just how good you are at pleasuring me."

A wicked grin spread across her lips. "Oh~ don’t worry… You’ll be more than satisfied."

With that, she finally lowered herself onto his cock, taking him in inch by inch.

"OHHH—!!! YOUR COCK IS FINALLY INSIDE ME!!!" she cried out, her hands flying to her stomach, feeling the bulge from how deep he was stretching her.

Her walls clenched down greedily, sucking him in, her body already trembling with pleasure.

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