Beast Taming: Reincarnated With The Ultimate Bond System!

Chapter 234: Chapter : 233 : Tsundere Flames!

Aiden lingered above Luna for a long, tender moment.

His lips brushed her sweat-damp forehead—soft, reverent. Luna’s breathing had already evened out into the slow, satisfied rhythm of deep sleep.

Her black tail curled loosely around his thigh one last time before going limp, her clawed fingers relaxing against his chest. A small, contented smile curved her lips even in unconsciousness.

He pressed one final kiss between her ears.

”Good girl,” he murmured, voice barely audible.

Then he lifted himself carefully—sliding free of her still-twitching warmth with a low, wet sound that made Luna sigh in her sleep—and turned.

Selvara was already watching him.

She hadn’t moved from her spot near the center of the bed—arms crossed tightly beneath her heavy breasts, white hair fanned across the pillow like spilled moonlight, curved black horns gleaming faintly in the blue glow. Her eyes burned with that familiar mix of defiance and hunger.

The second his gaze locked on hers, her composure cracked.

She lunged.

Both hands shot up—fingers sinking into his white hair—and yanked his head down with surprising force.

Their mouths crashed together.

Desperate. Starving. No preamble, no teasing buildup—just raw, immediate need.

Selvara kissed like she was trying to devour him whole—tongue shoving past his lips, teeth nipping sharply at his bottom lip, a low, frustrated growl rumbling in her throat when he didn’t immediately give her everything.

Aiden groaned into her mouth—pleased, amused—and let her have her moment of control.

For about three seconds.

Then his hands moved.

One large palm slid up the smooth, pale plane of her stomach—fingers splaying wide—before cupping the heavy underside of one full breast. He squeezed—hard—thumb dragging roughly over the stiff, pink nipple until Selvara’s back arched off the mattress with a sharp gasp.

”Fuck—” she hissed against his lips, breaking the kiss just long enough to glare up at him. ”Don’t tease, My Lord. Fuck me. Now.”

Her voice cracked on the last word—equal parts command and plea.

Aiden’s smile was slow. Dangerous.

”Demanding tonight, Selva?”

”Shut up,” she snapped, cheeks flushing scarlet. ”You made me wait—again. You fucked Luna right in front of me and now you’re—ngh—!”

Her complaint dissolved into a choked moan as his free hand slipped between her thighs.

Two thick fingers parted her soaked folds—slow, deliberate—then plunged inside without warning.

Selvara’s hips bucked violently.

”Ah—! My Lord—!”

He curled them immediately—dragging along that sensitive spot that always made her lose her tsundere mask in seconds.

Her inner walls fluttered desperately around his fingers.

”So wet already,” he murmured against her throat, teeth grazing the sensitive skin just below her ear. ”You were watching us the whole time, weren’t you?”

”Shut—up—” she panted, but her legs fell open wider anyway. ”Just—fuck me—please—!”

Aiden withdrew his fingers—slick and glistening—and lined himself up in one smooth motion.

The head of his cock pressed against her entrance.

Selvara’s breath hitched.

Then he thrust—hard—burying himself to the hilt in one brutal stroke.

Selvara’s scream was immediate and broken.

”MY LORD—!”

Her nails raked down his back—hard enough to draw blood—as her body arched like a bowstring.

Aiden didn’t give her time to adjust.

He pulled back almost completely—then slammed forward again—setting a punishing rhythm that made the entire bedframe groan.

Selvara’s breasts bounced wildly with every thrust—pale skin flushed pink across her chest and throat.

”Harder—!” she demanded through gritted teeth, even as tears of overstimulation gathered at the corners of her eyes. ”Harder—My Lord—fuck me harder—! Don’t you dare hold back—!”

Aiden obliged.

His hips snapped forward with brutal force—cock driving so deep each thrust punched against her cervix.

Selvara’s voice cracked on every downward stroke.

”Ah—! Yes—! Like that—! Break me—! Claim me—! I’m yours—only yours—!”

Her legs locked around his waist—heels digging into his ass—pulling him impossibly deeper.

”I hate you—” she sobbed between moans, ”—I hate how good you feel—! I love you—! I love you so fucking much—!”

Aiden growled—low and possessive—and captured her mouth again.

This time the kiss was filthy—tongues sliding, teeth clashing—while his hips never slowed.

Across the bed, Valeforia had already escalated.

She had Xylendra pinned flat on her back—thighs spread wide—her own dripping cunt pressed flush against Xylendra’s.

No fingers this time.

Just slick, swollen flesh grinding directly against slick, swollen flesh.

Valeforia rolled her hips in slow, filthy circles—clits kissing with every pass—making obscene wet sounds that echoed in the quiet room.

Xylendra was already trembling—face buried in Valeforia’s neck—soft, helpless whimpers spilling from her lips.

”Va—Va-chan—too much—!”

”Shhh, Onee-chan,” Valeforia purred, voice thick with lust. ”Let’s feel good together... just like this...”

She dipped her head—capturing one of Xylendra’s stiff nipples between her lips—and sucked hard.

Xylendra keened—back arching—hips jerking up to grind harder against Valeforia’s cunt.

”Ah—! Va-chan—! There—right there—!”

Valeforia’s hands roamed greedily—kneading Xylendra’s heavy breasts, pinching and rolling the sensitive peaks until they were swollen and dark.

”You’re so pretty when you fall apart,” Valeforia whispered against her skin. ”Look at you... dripping all over me... my sweet, shy Onee-chan...”

She rolled her hips faster—harder—clits sliding together in frantic rhythm.

Xylendra’s moans turned high and desperate.

”Va-chan—! I’m—! I’m going to—!”

”Come for me,” Valeforia growled, sucking harder on her nipple. ”Come all over my pussy—let me feel it—”

Xylendra shattered with a long, trembling cry.

”VA-CHAN—!”

Her hips bucked wildly—gushing slick heat between them—inner walls spasming around nothing as pleasure ripped through her.

Valeforia followed seconds later—grinding down hard—moaning low and filthy against Xylendra’s throat.

”Yes—! Fuck—Onee-chan—!”

Under the far edge of the blanket, Lusha was lost.

Her fingers were back between her thighs—rubbing frantic, messy circles over her swollen clit—chasing the same overwhelming high she’d felt earlier.

Every time Selvara screamed ”My Lord—harder—!” Lusha’s hips jerked.

Every time Xylendra whimpered Valeforia’s name, Lusha’s inner walls clenched painfully around nothing.

She was soaked—dripping—thighs trembling so badly the blanket rustled faintly.

She bit her own wrist again—trying to stay quiet—but tiny, broken whimpers still escaped.

Aiden’s rhythm grew even more brutal.

Selvara was sobbing now—tears streaming down her cheeks—not from pain, but from the sheer intensity.

”My Lord—! I can’t—! Too deep—! Too much—!”

”You can,” Aiden growled against her ear. ”You will. Take it all—every fucking inch—”

He slammed forward again—harder—cock punching against that deep, sensitive spot that always made her see stars.

Selvara’s voice broke completely.

”I LOVE YOU—! I LOVE YOU—! FILL ME—! PLEASE—! BREED ME—! MAKE ME YOURS FOREVER—!”

Aiden’s control finally snapped.

He drove into her one last time—burying himself to the hilt—and came with a low, guttural roar.

Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded her—pulse after pulse—filling her until it leaked out around his shaft, dripping down her ass and onto the sheets.

Selvara’s climax hit like a tidal wave.

”MY LORD—!”

Her whole body seized—inner walls clamping down like a vice—milking him desperately as she screamed his name to the ceiling.

”I feel it—! So much—! Inside—! Thank you—thank you—! I love you—!”

Aiden stayed locked inside her—grinding slow, deep circles—milking every last tremor from her shaking body.

When the aftershocks finally eased, he kissed her—slow, deep, tender—tasting the salt of her tears.

”My perfect demon,” he murmured against her lips. ”Mine.”

Selvara clung to him—trembling—voice wrecked.

”...Idiot,” she whispered, but there was no bite left. Only exhausted, sated affection.

Across the bed, Valeforia had collapsed half on top of Xylendra—both of them panting, slick with sweat and each other.

Xylendra’s arms were wrapped loosely around Valeforia’s shoulders—soft, shy smile on her flushed face.

”...Va-chan...”

Valeforia kissed her forehead.

”Love you, Onee-chan.”

Aiden stayed buried inside Selvara for several long, lazy heartbeats. Selvara’s legs finally loosened around his waist; her arms fell limply to the sheets. Her golden eyes were glassy, unfocused, lips parted on shallow pants.

He kissed the corner of her mouth once—soft, almost gentle—then slowly withdrew.

The wet sound of his cock sliding free made Selvara whimper weakly, a thin strand of cum stretching between them before snapping. She shivered, thighs trembling, but didn’t protest when he eased off her completely.

Her voice was wrecked, barely a whisper.

”...Don’t disappear too long, My Lord...”

Aiden brushed silver strands from her sweat-damp forehead.

”Rest, Selva.”

He turned.

Across the wide expanse of silk and tangled limbs, Valeforia and Xylendra were still wrapped around each other—breathing hard, skin glistening, cunts still pressed together in lazy, post-orgasmic slides.

Valeforia’s hair spilled over Xylendra’s purple shoulder; Xylendra’s fingers were loosely tangled in Valeforia’s hair, cheeks flushed crimson.

They hadn’t noticed him approaching yet.

Not until the mattress dipped heavily behind them.

Both girls froze.

Valeforia felt the heat of his body first—then the brush of his cock, still slick from Selvara and Luna, against the small of her back.

She yelped—high and startled.

”Saviour—?!”

Xylendra’s head snapped around; her wide, shy eyes met his over Valeforia’s shoulder.

”S-Saviour...?”

He didn’t answer with words.

He simply reached between them—large hands sliding under Valeforia’s hips—and lifted her slightly, forcing her ass higher while keeping her cunt flush against Xylendra’s.

Valeforia’s breath hitched.

”Saviour... I—I already came twice...” she tried, voice trembling between protest and plea. ”Let me rest... please...”

Aiden ignored the words.

His voice was calm, almost clinical.

”System.”

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END OF Chapter 233 : TSUNDERE FLAMES!

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