Aiden growled low in his throat, eyes darkening with raw hunger as he stared down at Mira—sprawled beneath him on the bed, legs still trembling from her last orgasm, virgin blood and slick staining the blue sheets. Her hazel eyes were glassy, lips parted in breathless pants, massive breasts heaving with every ragged inhale.
"No way I’m satisfied yet," he rasped, voice thick with lust. In one smooth, rciless push, he sheathed himself back inside her—full length plunging deep, stretching her freshly deflowered pussy to its limits again.
Mira’s back arched off the bed like she’d been electrocuted—eyes rolling back, mouth falling open in a sharp, surprised cry. "S-Sir—! Oh god—too deep—!"
Stars burst behind her eyelids, pleasure-pain exploding through every nerve. Her walls clenched desperately around him—still hypersensitive, fluttering wildly as he bottod out, cockhead kissing her cervix with brutal precision. Tears spilled anew down her cheeks, mixing with sweat, but her hips bucked up instinctively, chasing more.
Aiden didn’t give her ti to adjust. He started fucking her hard—deep, punishing thrusts that made the bedfra slam against the wall. Each slam forced a broken moan from her throat, her tits bouncing wildly, nipples stiff and aching. "Fuck—look at you," he growled, hands gripping her wide hips hard enough to bruise. "Taking it like a good little slut already. Virgin few minutes ago—now you’re creaming on my cock like you were born for it."
Mira sobbed—half pleasure, half overwhelm. "Y-Yes—! Harder—! Please—! Don’t stop—!"
He yanked her lacy tunic up and over her head in one rough pull—tossing it aside. Her massive breasts spilled free completely—creamy, heavy, swaying with every brutal thrust. Aiden dove down, crashing his mouth against hers in a savage kiss—tongue dominating hers, swallowing every moan and whimper she made. She kissed back desperately—arms wrapping around his neck, nails digging into his shoulders, hips rolling to et his punishing rhythm.
He broke the kiss with a wet gasp—then latched onto her left nipple. Sucking hard, tongue flicking the stiff peak, teeth grazing just enough to sting. His right hand found her other breast—kneading the soft flesh roughly, pinching and rolling the nipple between thumb and forefinger until she squealed.
"Sir—! Ahhn—! Too much—!"
"Shut up and take it," he growled against her tit, biting down harder—sucking until the peak was swollen and red. Mira’s whole body trembled—waves of pleasure crashing through her, building fast. She pressed his head harder against her chest, fingers tangling in his hair, urging him on.
"More—! Please—! Bite —!"
Aiden released her left nipple with a wet, deliberate pop—the swollen peak glistening red and slick from his mouth, throbbing visibly under the soft lantern light. Mira whimpered at the sudden loss, her chest heaving, but before she could catch her breath he lunged forward—teeth sinking hard into the sa creamy swell of her breast.
The bite was brutal—deep enough to bruise instantly, deep enough to mark her permanently. Skin gave under his canines; a sharp sting exploded through her nerves as blood welled in tiny beads along the crescent indentations. Mira cried out—high, broken, a sound torn between agony and ecstasy—her back arching off the mattress, massive tits thrusting upward into his mouth as if begging for more punishnt.
"Sir—! Ahhn—! It hurts—!"
Aiden growled against her flesh—sucking hard on the fresh bite, drawing more blood to the surface, tongue lapping at the coppery taste while his hips never stopped their punishing rhythm. Each thrust slamd his cock deeper, stretching her abused pussy, grinding against her oversensitive walls. "You like it," he rasped, voice muffled against her tit. "You’re dripping even harder now. Slutty little professor—marking you as mine."
Mira sobbed—tears streaming down her flushed cheeks—but her hips rolled desperately to et him, pussy clenching like she wanted to keep him inside forever. "Y-Yes—! Mark —! Bite harder—! Own —!"
He obliged—teeth sinking deeper into the soft upper curve of her breast, sucking until a dark purple hickey blood around the bite marks, a claiming brand that would linger for weeks. Then he released—lips trailing wet kisses up her chest, over her collarbone, until he reached the tender junction of her neck and shoulder.
Mira’s breath hitched—anticipation making her tremble.
Aiden bit down again—harder this ti—teeth piercing skin, sinking deep enough to draw fresh blood. He sucked—greedily—tasting the warm copper rush, tongue swirling over the wound as he marked her permanently. A claiming bite no noble could ever erase. Mira scread—raw, shattered—her whole body convulsing as another orgasm tore through her without warning. Her pussy clamped down like a fist around his cock, milking him desperately, juices gushing in hot spurts that soaked his balls and the sheets beneath them.
"Sir—! Cumming—! Again—! Oh god—your teeth—!"
Aiden growled—vibrations rumbling through her neck—then abruptly stopped thrusting. He pulled out in one smooth, cruel withdrawal—cock slick and glistening with her arousal, leaving her gaping, empty, aching.
Mira’s cry was imdiate—desperate, broken. "Why—?! Please—! I want more—! Don’t stop—! Fill again—!"
Aiden grinned down at her—dark, predatory, eyes burning. "Ohhh... you want more?" He stroked his soaked length once—slow, teasing—watching her eyes track the movent like she was starving. "Then suck on . Show how bad you need it."
Mira didn’t hesitate. Too lost in pleasure, too wrecked to think—she scrambled onto all fours—ass high, face lowered—crawling toward his glistening cock like a bitch in heat. Her tongue darted out imdiately—lapping at the shaft, tasting herself mixed with his pre-cum, moaning at the filthy flavor.
"Like that?" Aiden asked, voice rough. "Taste how wet you got ?"
"Mmm—yes—! So good—!" She sucked the head into her mouth—sloppy, eager—cheeks hollowing as she bobbed, hand pumping the base. Saliva and her own juices dripped down her chin, soaking her neck, trickling between her marked breasts.
Aiden groaned—hand fisting her bun again. "Put it between those massive tits while you suck. I want to feel them wrapped around ."
Mira moaned around his cock—nodding frantically. She pulled back just enough to press her heavy breasts together—soft, sweat-slick mounds enveloping his shaft in plush warmth. She squeezed them tight—trapping him in creamy valley—then lowered her mouth again, sucking the tip while her tits stroked the length in slow, wet glides.
"Fuck—yeah," Aiden hissed. "Just like that. Milk with those fat tits."
Mira whimpered—eyes rolling back as she worked him—tongue swirling the head, lips sucking hard, breasts bouncing with each stroke. The sight of her—professor turned cock-hungry slut—pushed him closer.
"Gonna cum," he warned. "Open wide."
She obeyed—mouth open, tongue out—eyes pleading up at him.
He erupted—thick ropes painting her tongue, filling her mouth, spilling over her lips and dripping onto her tits. Mira swallowed greedily—gulping down every spurt—then imdiately spun around on all fours, presenting her ass like an animal in heat. She wiggled it desperately—plump cheeks jiggling, pussy gaping and leaking cum.
"Please—!" she begged, voice wrecked. "Fuck again—! Breed —! I need it—!"
Aiden slapped her ass—hard—leaving a bright red handprint. "Beg prettier."
"Please—Sir—! Pound my slutty cunt—! Fill up—! Mark inside too—!"
He gripped her hips—lined up—and slamd back in with one brutal thrust.
Mira scread—pleasure exploding anew. He fucked her roughly—deep, fast, rciless—each thrust slapping skin on skin, balls smacking her clit. She climaxed almost instantly—walls spasming, gushing around him—then again, and again—wave after wave until her arms gave out. She collapsed face-first into the pillows—ass still high, moaning brokenly into the fabric.
"Too much—! Sir—! Can’t—! Cumming—again—!"
Aiden didn’t stop—pounding her prone form, hands bruising her hips, cock pistoning relentlessly. "Take it. All of it."
She sobbed—overstimulated, euphoric—body twitching uncontrollably. When he finally roared—thrusting deep—and ca, flooding her womb with another thick load, the pressure snapped sothing inside her. Her whole body seized—eyes rolling back, tongue lolling, consciousness slipping as pleasure overwheld her completely.
She passed out—grinning like an idiot, pussy twitching, cum leaking in thick streams from her raised ass.
Aiden pulled out slowly—admiring the ss: cum flooding from her gaping, abused cunt, pooling on the sheets. He slapped her ass one last ti—hard—leaving a final red mark.
Then he stood—calm, collected—tucking himself back into his pants, buckling his belt.
He glanced down at her—sprawled, marked, ruined, smiling in blissful unconsciousness.
he said softly.
He walked to the door—opened it—and turned back to her.
"We have a deal."
The door clicked shut behind him.
Leaving Professor Mira Hale unconscious, marked, filled, and smiling in blissful oblivion
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END OF Chapter : 260 : DEAL SEALED!
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