novelraw Chapter 220- Dealt with both Women
Chapter 220- Dealt with both Women
On the massive, king-sized bed, the scene was nothing short of absolute, unfiltered depravity. Both of the women, Ytrisia and Lira, were lying completely paralyzed, their bodies entirely broken and trembling in the aftermath of his relentless, brutal pounding.
Their legs were splayed wide open, utterly incapable of closing, presenting their totally ruined, glistening holes to the heavy, musky air of the room.
’Psssshhhh... squelch... drip...’
A continuous, highly obscene sound filled the silence. Their swollen, bruised pussies were literally squirting, gushing out endless streams of hot, clear juices as if they were uncontrollably pissing all over the expensive silk sheets.
But it wasn’t piss; it was the pure, concentrated nectar of their absolute physical ruin, a relentless fountain of highly aroused pussy juices that mixed seamlessly with the thick, boiling white seed continuously trickling down from their gaping, utterly defeated holes.
"Ahhhnn... ♡ Haaah... ♡ s-so full..." Ytrisia gasped, her violet eyes completely rolled back into her head, her chest heaving violently.
Both of their holes—their incredibly tight pussies and their virgin asses—had been completely filled to the absolute brim, stretched far beyond their natural limits and stuffed with so much of his thick, heavy cum that it was constantly leaking out in large, sloppy globs. With every desperate, ragged breath they took, their massive, heavy boobs swung up and down heavily, the plump, sweat-slicked globes jiggling and bouncing with a lewd, rhythmic momentum, their stiff, pink nipples glistening under the dim light.
While Ytrisia lay completely incapacitated, Cruxius was entirely focused on completely dominating Lira. He was standing right beside the edge of the bed, his hands violently holding the back of her head as he aggressively pounded his massive, throbbing cock in and out of her desperate, soaked mouth.
’Sshhluuck... glck... shhhlorp!’
"Mmmph~!! Hnngh~!! Glck~!!" Lira choked and gagged, her tear-streaked face flushed a deep crimson as she desperately tried to swallow his immense girth.
His hips snapped forward with a brutal, unrelenting rhythm, driving the thick head of his shaft all the way down into her throat. With every single deep thrust, his heavy, incredibly full balls slapped violently against her delicate chin and cheeks—’pah-pah-pah!’—the sheer force of the impact sending dull, aching spikes of pain straight up into his lower abdomen. His balls were clearly hurting from the sheer volume of seed he had been continuously pumping into these women all night, yet his lust remained an unstoppable, terrifying force.
"Sit, you idiot," Cruxius growled, his voice a low, vibrating rumble that demanded absolute obedience.
His massive, calloused right hand suddenly shot out, aggressively grabbing a thick fistful of her heavy, incredibly soft right boob. He squeezed the plump flesh mercilessly, his thick fingers digging deep into the soft, jiggling mass as he kneaded it with rough, dominating strength.
"Kyaahn~!!" Lira squealed through her nose, the sudden, intense stimulation causing her entire body to arch forward, her heavy breast squishing and spilling out from between his thick fingers.
At that exact moment, the final, overwhelming surge of pressure completely broke through his limits. Cruxius’s entire body tensed, his back bowing slightly as he drove his hips all the way forward, burying his thick cock to the absolute hilt inside her throat.
"Fuuuck...!" he cursed, his grip on her massive boob tightening to a bruising degree.
He came a massive, seemingly endless load of boiling hot cum once again. The thick, heavy ropes of his filthy seed shot violently into the very back of her throat, coating her tonsils and flooding her esophagus with an unstoppable, suffocating warmth.
"Glp... glck... mmmph~!!" Lira swallowed frantically, her throat visibly pulsing around his thick shaft as she desperately tried to take down every single drop of his potent, life-giving essence.
The last bit of it squirted deeply inside of her throat as he finally gasped, his own chest heaving with exertion. He slowly stopped thrusting, simply leaning forward with his heavy, muscular frame resting slightly against her. His hand remained firmly planted on her soft, sweat-slicked right boob, his thumb lazily and intimately massaging the swollen, highly sensitive nipple while Lira slowly, blissfully closed her tear-filled eyes, completely broken and satisfied.
With a wet, thoroughly obscene pop, Cruxius slowly pulled his massive, slick cock out of her mouth. A thick, sticky string of saliva and pure white seed stretched between his throbbing tip and her swollen, cum-stained lips before finally snapping, landing messily onto her heaving chest.
Cruxius took a step backward, his legs suddenly feeling a slight, uncharacteristic tremor from the sheer, mind-numbing exertion of the night.
Thump!
He retreated back too quickly, stumbling slightly as his hip heavily hit the nearby wooden drawer. He caught himself, leaning his strong hand against the polished surface, gasping for air as he looked down at his own trembling muscles.
"Hah... sit, sit," he muttered under his breath, shaking his head as a small, exhausted smirk played on his lips. "It was really a bad idea to fill both of them."
He lifted his heavy gaze, taking in the absolute, total ruin he had caused upon the king-sized bed. It was a sight of pure, unfiltered degradation. This seemed like an infinite ocean of sheer, blinding lust and sticky white fluids. Clearly, even though both women were completely stuffed to the absolute brim with his potent seed, their mouths, their soaking wet pussies, and their thoroughly destroyed asses were constantly leaking here and there, leaving massive, wet puddles all over the expensive sheets.
Their beautiful, highly sensitive bodies were entirely covered, having his sticky white seed marks permanently stamped all over their soft skin all night, even long after he had stopped actually fucking them. It was a complete and utter mess, a true testament to his terrifying stamina and endless reserves.
He realized that going this hard, completely emptying himself into two highly demanding, beautiful women until they were literally squirting uncontrollably, was really a bad idea for his own physical energy reserves.
Cruxius breathed in deeply, his large hand coming up to forcefully rub his own broad, muscular chest as he could distinctly feel his own heartbeat rising. The heavy thump-thump-thump echoed in his ears, a rare sign of his absolute physical limit being approached.
But as quickly as the exhaustion had come, it began to fade. Slowly, the chaotic thumping in his chest completely calmed down, his breathing returning to a steady, powerful rhythm due to his ancient, incredibly potent vampire bloodline. The dark, supernatural energy inherent in his veins quickly began repairing the microscopic tears in his muscles, completely washing away the lingering fatigue of the endless, brutal night.
As his heart rate completely stabilized, his crimson eyes narrowed slightly, a calculating, entirely rational thought cutting through the lingering haze of pure, sexual euphoria. He thought about the complex, manipulative web of lies he had spun around these women.
It was a genuinely good idea to completely lie to them about the true nature of his healing factor.
Naturally, he had looked them dead in the eyes and lied to them regarding how he desperately needed to travel and get a specific, traditional woman located in India, a highly specialized healer.
It was a completely fabricated excuse, especially currently considering he had already successfully gotten his hand on the incredibly powerful Seleyena.
But there was a very specific, highly calculated reason he had bothered to spin that intricate web of deception. The only reason he had explicitly said that to them was because he urgently needed a particular kind of ability—the mythical, entirely overpowering ’Ability of God’, or something exactly like that, hidden within the depths of that specific region. He couldn’t just reveal his entire hand; a true conqueror always kept his true intentions completely shrouded in mystery.
Gripping the edge of the drawer one last time, he slowly turned his muscular, naked body, his terrifying, crimson gaze shifting away from the two broken, leaking women on the bed. He looked straight through the heavy oak door.
As he confidently walked out, his dark energy flared. He didn’t even bother turning the knob; instead, clearing the space in front of him, he effortlessly created a swirling, dimensional portal right in the middle of the room.
Without a single backward glance at his completely ruined toys, he directly entered the portal, instantly bypassing the walls and stepping out directly into the grand, dimly lit hallway of the estate.
Even though he was still completely naked, his massive, heavy cock still slick with Lira’s saliva and Ytrisia’s juices, he didn’t care in the slightest.
The cold, ambient air of the hallway felt incredibly refreshing against his overheated, sweat-slicked skin.