Villain's Breeding System: Evolving 999+ Harem into an SSS-Rank Legion-Chapter 338 - Filling the Empty Missing Void
Raven’s dark eyes burned with feral hunger as Elena’s breathless, shameless confession lingered in the cool night air like a spell.
"Yeah... I am horny... bitch~~ ♡♡... just for you~~ Annghh~~♡♡."
The words snapped something primal inside him. His mouth slammed back down on hers in a kiss so deep and devouring it stole the last of her air.
Their lips crushed together, wet and hungry, tongues sliding hot and filthy, tangling in a desperate dance of need and possession. He sucked on her tongue like it was candy, tasting the faint copper of her earlier tear mixed with the sweetness of her moans.
Saliva trickled from the corner of their joined mouths as he tilted his head, kissing her harder, deeper, like he wanted to crawl inside her soul and never leave.
"Mmmph—Raven... hahh♡... yes... kiss me like that—mmph♡♡" Elena whimpered into his mouth, the sound broken and muffled, vibrating straight to his cock.
Her crimson eyes fluttered half-shut, those tiny heart-shaped gleams sparkling brighter as she poured every month of aching loneliness into the kiss. Her fingers tightened in his black hair, yanking him impossibly closer, nails scraping his scalp as if she feared he might vanish like smoke again.
His hand never left her soaked crotch. He rubbed slower now, deliberate and teasing, pressing the heel of his palm against her swollen clit through the drenched denim while two fingers traced the seam right over her dripping slit.
"Goddamn, Elena," he growled against her lips, voice low and rough like gravel wrapped in velvet. "You’re so fucking wet already... I can feel it through your jeans. Your tight little pussy is leaking for me, baby. Soaking your panties like a desperate whore who hasn’t had her husband’s cock in months."
He rubbed firmer, circling, feeling the heat radiating through the fabric, the way her folds parted and fluttered under his touch even through layers. The wet spot had grown massive, dark and obvious, her juices seeping down the inside of her thighs in shiny trails that caught the moonlight.
Elena’s hips jerked forward shamelessly, grinding against his hand like a woman starved.
"Y-yes—Raven—ahhn♡♡—I’m so wet for you... only you... it’s been dripping ever since I felt your hand—hahh♡... please don’t stop touching me there..."
Her voice cracked with raw desperation, the voice of a wife who had counted every lonely night, fingering herself to memories of him until her sheets were ruined and her eyes red from crying his name.
Raven pulled back just a breath, lips still brushing hers, dark eyes sharp and calculating beneath the hunger. His thumb pressed slow circles into her clit while his voice dropped lower.
"Tell me."
Not a question. A command.
Elena’s breath shuddered out of her, knees weak, hips still grinding against his palm like her body refused to stop even while her mouth worked.
"I..." She swallowed. "I got close to her. Kira." Her crimson eyes glimmered, half with shame, half with something colder. "She trusts me now. Thinks I’m her only real friend in this whole rotten city. I spent weeks learning every little thing she cares about, every soft spot, every fear." Her lips curled into a smile that was equal parts beautiful and ruthless. "And then I found him."
Raven went very still. His thumb kept moving. Slow. Relentless.
"Kenji." Elena’s voice was silk over a blade. "She’s completely gone over him. Blushes if someone even says his name. Dumb girl doesn’t even know her own feelings yet." Her breath hitched as Raven pressed harder. "I’ve already laid the groundwork to isolate him. Kenji won’t see it coming. Once he’s taken and tied down in front of her... Kira will fold."
Her eyes met his, bright and obsessive and wholly devoted.
"She’ll spread her legs for you, Raven. I’ll make sure of it. I’ll break every wall that girl has. She’ll beg you herself before I’m done with her."
The corner of Raven’s mouth curved. Slow. Wolfish.
"You did all of that."
"For you." Elena’s voice cracked on the last word, raw and bleeding and honest. "Every single thing I do... it’s always for you."
Something dark and satisfied moved through Raven’s eyes. His hand finally left her crotch, sliding instead to grip her jaw, tilting her face up hard.
"Then you deserve something."
His voice was low. Almost tender. Almost.
"No pussy in this whole miserable world earns what yours earns." His thumb dragged over her swollen lower lip, smearing her own lipstick across it. "You think I don’t know that? You think while you were out here playing games, earning me Kira on a silver plate, I wasn’t thinking about this tight, wet, perfect cunt of yours?"
Elena’s chest cracked open.
’He thought about her. He always—’
The thought dissolved as he yanked her forward by the jaw and kissed her again, brutal and thorough, all teeth and tongue and ownership.
"Mmmph—♡♡" she melted completely into it, tears pricking hot at her lashes.
Her trembling hands slid down his chest, nails dragging over the hard planes of muscle, until they reached his belt. With frantic, needy tugs she yanked it open—’clink’—then dragged his zipper down—’schkrrrip’—the sound loud and obscene in the quiet rooftop night.
His thick, heavy cock sprang free, throbbing hot and angry against her stomach, the swollen head already slick with pre-cum that smeared across her skin.
Elena’s breath hitched at the familiar weight of it, her palm wrapping around the veiny shaft, stroking slowly from base to tip, feeling it pulse in her grip like it had missed her touch as much as she had missed it.
’This long, thick thing... she had almost forgotten how heavy it felt. Almost.’
Raven groaned deep in his throat, the sound vibrating through their kiss. He broke it just enough to breathe, lips brushing hers, then hooked one powerful arm around her slim waist. Slowly, almost tenderly, he pulled her down from the ledge, guiding her heels back to the flat rooftop surface while keeping their bodies glued together.
They stood pressed chest to chest under the silver moonlight, his cock trapped between them, hot and heavy against her lower belly. He hugged her tight, one hand cradling the back of her head, fingers threading through her red hair as he buried his face in the curve of her neck and shoulder.
"Missed this body so fucking much," he murmured, voice hoarse. "My tight little vampire... every curve, every inch... I dreamed about ruining you again."
His lips found the sensitive skin of her nape, kissing softly at first, then sucking wet, open-mouthed marks that made her shiver. He trailed lower, kissing along her collarbone, then down the deep valley of her cleavage, his hot breath fanning over her skin.
Elena’s head fell back with a broken cry.
"Raven... oh god—Raven... I missed you—missed your mouth on me—missed your cock stretching me—hahh♡♡... I felt so empty without you inside me every single night..."
Tears of pure overwhelming joy and need pricked her crimson eyes again as she clung to him, her body trembling like a woman finally reunited with her husband after a war.
He tugged her top down roughly, freeing her heavy, full breasts.
They bounced free into the cool air, nipples stiff and aching, pale skin glowing in the moonlight.
"Kyaaan~~!!"
Raven groaned like a man starved and latched onto one perfect tit, sucking hard—’schlurp’—his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak, teeth grazing just enough to make her jolt. His other hand kneaded the soft, heavy flesh, pinching and rolling the nipple while he sucked deeper, hollowing his cheeks.
"Annghh~~♡♡ Yes—suck them harder, Raven—mmph♡—bite them—make them yours again—hahh♡♡" Elena gasped, back arching sharply, pushing her breast deeper into his greedy mouth.
Her hand stayed fisted in his hair, yanking him closer as her other hand stroked his cock faster, thumb smearing the leaking pre-cum over the head.
While he devoured her tits, his free hand hooked into the waistband of her soaked panties and slid them aside with one smooth, possessive motion. The thin strap caught on his wrist, rubbing teasingly against his own throbbing shaft as he freed her dripping pussy completely.
The cool night breeze kissed her swollen, glistening folds, making her whimper.
’That air against her soaked slit. God. She was already so open, so ready, her whole body screaming for that thick thing in her hand to just—’
"Fuck."
