Chapter 108*- Anal Claim
12:25 AM
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A thick, wet sound tore through the bedroom’s silence—vulgar, loud.
His cock slipped free from her—slick and angry-looking, flushed red from friction, a string of cum trailing from its swollen head to her gaping, twitching slit. The veins throbbed along its thick shaft, pulsing visibly. Her juices clung to every ridge, coating him in a filmy sheen that gleamed under the low amber light.
Seleyena collapsed forward on the bed, face down, gasping. Her arms failed to hold her. She lay flat—cheek pressed to the sheets, breasts squished beneath her, nipples aching and wet from earlier bites and suction. Her whole body shimmered with sweat, back arching in aftershock tremors.
Her mouth hung open. Her eyes fluttered, unfocused.
"Haaah... a-ahh... C-Cruxius..."
Her hips remained high, instinctively raised. Her pussy, flushed and glistening, clenched around nothing—slick lips still spread wide, pink and swollen from repeated thrusts. Her inner folds quivered, raw and wet, pulsing with each heartbeat. From her gaped opening, his cum oozed in thick, milky threads—stretching down slowly, lazily, painting the insides of her thighs in lewd trails.
She looked utterly used. Ravaged. Divine.
He sat on her thighs like a throne, weight possessive, claiming. His fingers trailed down her spine, nails dragging lightly—watching every twitch his touch caused.
She shivered.