I climbed over her.
She spread her legs without hesitation, knees falling open, offering herself completely.
Her body was still cool in places, especially along the undersides of her thighs and the soft skin just beneath her breasts, but heat was rising fast wherever we touched.
I settled between her legs, my cock resting heavy against her slick folds, and took a mont just to look at her, hair fanned across the pillow, nipples tight and flushed, chest rising and falling in those quick, unsteady breaths.
It still felt like the first ti. The wonder hadn’t worn off. I leaned down and kissed her again.
I kissed down her throat, along her collarbone, lower, taking one nipple into my mouth, sucking until she gasped and her fingers tightened in my hair. Her hips pressed up against , grinding into nothing, searching.
I shifted lower, kissing down her stomach, feeling the muscles jump beneath my lips. Her hands moved to my shoulders, gripping, not pushing away, just holding on.
"Abram." My na, breathless.
I looked up at her. Her eyes were closed, lips parted, chest rising and falling. Beautiful. Not because of how she looked. Because of how she was letting herself be seen.
She wanted this. I could see it in how her breath caught, how her thighs fell open.
"I want to watch you," I said.
She opened her eyes. "Then watch."
I lowered my mouth between her legs.
She cried out, soft and sharp, her hips bucking against my face. I held her down, my hands flat on her thighs, and worked her with my tongue, slow and deliberate, feeling her shake beneath . The taste of her was clean and faintly sweet, her body already slick and ready.
"Abram—" She didn’t finish. Her hand ca down on the back of my head, pressing harder against her, and I didn’t resist.
[Charging]
She ca with a strangled gasp, her whole body tensing, then shuddering, then going slack against the sheets. I stayed where I was, mouth still on her, until she reached down and pulled up.
"Abram..." Her voice cracked. "Don’t tease."
I didn’t. I climbed up her body, my cock pressing against her entrance, slick and hot. She wrapped her legs around my waist, her heels digging into my lower back.
"Don’t hold back," she whispered.
I pushed inside her in one smooth thrust.
She arched hard, a sharp cry breaking free as I filled her.
Her walls fluttered around —tight, velvety, and so warm it made my vision blur for a second. The contrast wrecked : her cool skin against my chest, her burning core gripping my cock.
I groaned low and buried my face in her neck, breathing her in while I gave her a mont to adjust.
Her hands clutched my back, nails digging in. Her breath ca in ragged pants against my ear, each exhale trembling.
I started moving—long, deep strokes that made her breasts bounce softly between us. Every thrust pushed more heat into her body. The coolness faded. Soon she was burning everywhere, skin flushed and slick with a new kind of sweat, thighs trembling around my hips.
"Yeah—" That was . I couldn’t help it.
Daphne moaned louder, the sound raw and unrestrained. Her breathing grew frantic, little sobs of pleasure escaping with every exhale as I drove into her harder. The wet slap of skin, the creak of the bed, and her desperate sounds filled the room. I hooked one of her legs higher, changing the angle, and she cried out, clenching around .
[Progress towards the next full charge: 70→75→80→]
I kept my promise. I didn’t stop. I fucked her through her first orgasm—her back bowing, walls pulsing hard around my cock, her breath locking in a silent scream before it shattered into broken moans. I rode her through it, slower but deeper, grinding against her clit until she was shaking.
Only when her eyes fluttered open again, hazy and dark with need, did I pull out, flip her onto her stomach, and drag her hips up.
She pushed back against eagerly, ass soft and round in my hands. I sank back into her from behind and lost myself in the rhythm—harder now, the wet sounds filthier, her moans muffled into the sheets. Her fingers twisted in the fabric as another climax built inside her.
This ti I went with her.
My own release hit like a freight train. I buried myself to the hilt and ca hard, groaning her na against her shoulder as pleasure tore through . Her walls milked every pulse, greedy and hot.
[LEWD LEVELING SYSTEM]
[Climax Achieved]
[Half Charge Received]
[One full charge and a half still required before mission]
We collapsed together, her body soft and spent beneath mine. For a long minute the only sound was our breathing—mine deep and steadying, hers light and trembling as she ca down.
I stayed inside her, pressing lazy kisses along her damp spine while my hand stroked the curve of her waist.
Daphne turned her head, eyes half-lidded, a small, dangerous smile playing on her lips.
"One down," she whispered, voice husky. "Are you still going?"
[Post-Climactic Surge Active]
The notification flashed in front of my eyes at the sa mont fresh blood surged into my cock. I hardened again inside her. She felt it and let out a soft, pleased sound, pushing back against .
I pulled out slowly. She rolled onto her back, bent her knees, and spread her legs for again, looking up with that sa ready smile.
"I heard it from Brown that you’re among the people leaving the walls tomorrow," she said quietly.
She knew. Of course she did.
I settled between her thighs and rested my renewed hardness against her entrance. I still needed three more climaxes before dawn.
"Promise you’ll co back to ," she whispered, eyes locked on mine.
I t her gaze, steady.
"I promise."
Then I pushed inside her again — slow, deliberate, savoring every inch as her heat enveloped once more.
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