Kassie continued to move on . At so point, she lost control of herself and burrowed a dent into her own armor just as she pressed tighter.
I coughed but contained the blood in my mouth, knowing that if I spilled it she’d imdiately co back to her senses and stop. So I swallowed it back down.
’Go back to where you ca from, you party pooper.’
The copper taste lingered on my tongue. Worth it.
I held the curve of her ass, gripping it tight as she bounced on , throwing her head back with a moan that sounded sowhere between ecstasy and desperation.
"So good, can’t take it... anymore!" she cried.
But she was still moving.
She rode like one would a stubborn stallion, her thighs clenching hard enough to drive fresh dents into the armor wrapping my body. She drifted her waist forward, consuming my dick inside of her with each roll of her hips. The tempo switched constantly — all according to her needs, naturally. My needs didn’t factor into the equation.
’Not that I’m complaining.’
At so tis she was slow, drifting gently like the wind picking up before a storm. Sotis she was the storm itself, riding as if I was a damn bull at a rodeo. She had to have forgotten that I was wounded and dying as she fucked the shit out of .
Had to have.
All I did was groan and enjoy the mix of pleasure and pain bleeding together into sothing indistinguishable.
[Attribute: Perfect Fit Proficiency has increased]
[Attribute: Perfect Fit Proficiency has increased]
[Attribute: Perfect Fit Proficiency has increased]
She kept going with no regard for , and I held it all in. I could feel the wounds that had been tightened getting ripped back open, fresh blood soaking my clothes beneath the armor. I’m sure it would leak out soon enough.
Yet she rode.
At this point, I couldn’t even complain anymore. I enjoyed it — genuinely. But at the sa ti, it was devastating in the most literal sense.
’Damn it, I underestimated her...’
I’d forgotten that an Unconquered Tyrant was an Unconquered Tyrant. It didn’t matter where. Bedroom, battlefield, or cave floor drenched in my blood — she conquered all the sa.
’She’s a monster!’
Her pace picked up. At this point, it was getting more difficult for to keep swallowing my blood. Her eyes were closed, her hands gripping her own neck as she slamd her ass down on my groin so hard the impact echoed through the cave.
The sound was obscene.
I knew I said I wanted to die, but... it was getting really hard to die painlessly.
’I never said with so much pain!’
"Kass—"
She let out a loud moan that cut off, her voice cracking as her waist moved faster. It was almost like her hips had suddenly gained a mind of their own and were moving without conscious input.
"Summoner! Aww... this, this, awwhh..."
Her voice. The moan. The pain radiating through my chest. It was exhilarating—a different kind of pleasure entirely, one that transcended the physical. It shut up before I could fully utter her na.
She looked down at , her eyes half-lidded and lost in pleasure. Another moan escaped her lips.
"Do you like it, summoner? Am I doing good?"
’Hell??!! She’s PEAK!!’
"Yes, Kassie," I managed. "You’re doing so well. I love it so much..."
Her crimson hair fell across one side of her face, scattered over her bare ivory skin like spilled wine. She looked almost ethereal in the dim light.
"Then will you call a good girl?"
My head exploded.
’What in the—’
I grabbed her cheek with whatever strength I had left and smiled at her as sweetly as I could manage.
"Kassie, you’re my good girl. Keep riding just like that."
Her brows lifted toward each other, and an insane smile broke across her face—the kind of smile that promised either salvation or utter destruction.
Probably both.
Now she began to really pick up.
’Crap. I’m fucked.’
Her pace now was nothing compared to before. She rode like a twisted rollercoaster, drifting her waist between forward and backward in a rhythm that defied physics. She held my neck down with one hand and slamd her ass down on my groin with renewed vigor.
At so point, I had to open my eyes to take a look at what it actually looked like.
Her ass was slamming down, each cheek folding with shockwave rolls with every movent. The visual was almost hypnotic.
’Damn. That’s... that’s art.’
The sight alone made even harder, and it felt like my rod grew an inch longer inside of her.
She reacted differently to that. Her tongue stuck out of her mouth helplessly, her pupils were half-rolled back, and she was drooling like a drugged fox girl who’d lost all sense of dignity.
Not that I was in any position to judge.
Then she began to tremble. Or spasm, really — that would be a better word for it.
I was weak at this point. Too weak to even raise my head or help her. My body felt cold, going numb from blood loss, and my boner was probably the only strong thing about anymore.
It has always been.
’Damnit... I’m dying... what a confusing way to go...’
My vision got blurry, so blurry that I couldn’t even make out Kassie’s figure anymore. I just knew I was hearing loud screams and feeling a violent tremble shaking my body along with hers.
It was tough to decide if I was dying of pain or of pleasure.
Probably both. That seed to be the the here.
But the one thing I knew as I died was... even Kassie wouldn’t hate for this. She’d gotten what she wanted. I’d gotten what I wanted.
I also didn’t hate myself.
It was worth it.
[Attribute Proficiency has increased]
[Attribute Proficiency has increased]
[Attribute Proficiency has increased]
[Attribute Proficiency has increased]
[Attribute Proficiency has increased]
[Attribute Proficiency has increased]
[Attribute: Perfect Fit has reached level 4]
[Attribute: Infinite Vitality has reached level 3]
[System Notice: Yin and Yang Spirit Energy has perfectly harmonized.]
[Threshold surpassed: The River of Essence from the Spirit Realm has opened.]
[Your Spirit Essence has increased beyond limits.]
[Your Spirit Essence has increased beyond limits.]
[Your Spirit Essence has increased beyond limits.]
[Your Spirit Essence has increased beyond limits.]
[Your Spirit Plane has expanded]
[You can summon a new villainess]
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