Taming the Beast World with a Frying Pan

Chapter 296: Dual Penetration**

A/N: This Chapter contains anal stimulation. If you’re not into that kind of stuff you can skip this Chapter. There are a lot of stuff I want to try to make the sex scenes more interesting, but I’m a bit nervous. Let me know~

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Ren’s eyes snapped wide open, momentarily piercing right through the blinding, colorful haze of her intense orgasm. Panic struck her chest like a physical blow.

"Wait! Syris, stop! The vial!" Ren gasped, her hands flying up to push frantically against his rock-hard, wet chest.

But the Snake King absolutely was not listening.

Syris’s amethyst eyes were completely dilated with dark, primal lust and a violent, overwhelming jealousy. He didn’t even pause his relentless assault. "You are mine," he growled, entirely ignoring her panicked pleas. He pulled his cock almost all the way out of her slick, dripping cunt before slamming his hips forward, burying his girth right back to the hilt.

"Ah!" Ren shrieked, her back arching steeply as the air was violently knocked from her lungs all over again.

The intense, mind-melting action forcefully erased the sinking vial from her immediate priorities. Who the hell cares about a magic bird tear when her brain was turning to blissful mush?

"Syris... please!" she begged, completely losing her mind as another climax rapidly built in her lower belly.

"Tell me I am better," the Snake King demanded darkly, his fangs extended as he bit down affectionately on the sensitive juncture of her neck and shoulder. "Tell me I make you feel better than the bird does."

"You! Yes, you!" Ren cried out shamelessly, her inner walls clamping down tight around him. She milked him with frantic desperation, climaxing as she threw her head back, practically howling into the humid air.

Syris let out a guttural roar, his hips stuttering as he pumped thick, copious ropes of his seed deep into her. He held himself deep inside her for a long moment, his chest heaving as he panted against her skin.

Ren thought it was over. She slumped weakly against the pool wall, completely boneless and gasping for air.

But Syris wasn’t even close to being done with her.

"I told you," Syris hissed smoothly, withdrawing his slick, completely rigid cock from her dripping hole. "My stamina cannot be rivaled. And I am going to claim every single part of you."

Before Ren could even formulate a thought, Syris grabbed her bare waist and forcefully spun her around in the water. He pushed her forward until she was leaning over the shallow, curved edge of the stone steps, her chest pressed flat against the warm obsidian. Her ass was hoisted high, completely exposed and dripping wet above the water line.

"Syris... wait..." Ren whimpered, her legs trembling.

"I am not waiting," he purred, stepping up right behind her.

He coated his long, cool fingers in the slick mixture of the copious juices leaking from her swollen pussy. Without hesitation, he reached down and pressed two heavily lubricated fingers directly against her tight back entrance.

Ren gasped, her entire body tensing as he slowly pushed inside.

"Relax for me, my mate," Syris commanded softly, using his other hand to gently massage her lower back. He scissored his slick fingers inside her tight ass, expertly stretching the delicate, sensitive ring of muscle until she was completely pliable and melting against his touch.

Once she was perfectly stretched and whining for more, Syris withdrew his fingers.

Ren felt the thick weight of both of his cocks resting directly against her cleft. One blunt, weeping tip pressed insistently against her slick, swollen cunt, while the other textured head prodded firmly against her newly stretched, tight back entrance.

Ren’s eyes went wide. "Syris... both?!" she squeaked.

"Both," he confirmed darkly.

With a brutal, simultaneous surge of his hips, Syris thrust forward.

"AHHH!" Ren screamed.

It felt like she was being split completely in half. Both of his thick, rigid swords sank deep into her tight passages at the exact same time. The bizarre, raised scales on his anatomy scraped exquisitely against her internal walls as he filled every single inch of her small body.

Once he was buried to the hilt in both holes, he began to move.

Syris pounded her relentlessly from behind. The wet slapping of his groin colliding with her soft ass cheeks echoed like rapid gunfire in the cavernous room.

He pulled almost all the way out, leaving her feeling terrifyingly empty for a split second, before slamming both of his thick hemipenes right back into her dripping wet holes.

Ren was a completely delirious, drooling mess. She couldn’t form words, only high-pitched, broken screams and needy sobs. She rode the agonizing wave of pleasure, her hands gripping the slick stone edge of the pool so tightly her knuckles turned entirely white.

"You feel so good," Syris groaned, his hands wrapping possessively around her waist to hold her down as he jackhammered into her. "You belong to me."

The overwhelming, dual penetration pushed Ren entirely over the edge of human endurance. She climaxed so violently that her vision literally went black for a few seconds. Her pussy and her ass clamped down completely in unison, milking both of his thick cocks with a vice-like grip.

The intense squeezing completely shattered the Snake King’s control.

Syris let out a roar. His fangs extended, and he bit down hard on the sensitive skin of her shoulder, claiming her completely as he violently unloaded. He shot massive, thick, endless ropes of his seed deep into both of her tight, quivering holes simultaneously.

He thrust one final time, completely draining his balls into her body before slowly, sliding both of his slick, cum-coated hemipenes out of her ruined entrances.

The second his hands left her waist, Ren completely collapsed.

Her arms and legs turned to jelly. She slid bonelessly down into the shallow steps of the steaming pool, her heavy limbs floating uselessly in the warm water. Her head rested weakly against the smooth stone edge, her fiery red hair plastered to her flushed, sweat-drenched face.

She was entirely spent. The magical system buffs were powerful, but they could only do so much.

As her eyelids began to droop, her hazy green eyes stared blankly down through the steaming, fragrant water.

The vial... she remembered faintly.

But there was absolutely nothing she could do about it now. Her mind was slipping rapidly into the dark, comforting void of exhausted sleep, and her thoroughly ravaged body refused to move a muscle.