My All Powerful System

He broke the kiss, cupping her face. Her eyes were closed, her breathing slow and even. Asleep.

He stayed inside her for a long moment, his forehead pressed to hers, his breath slowing. The glow of his skin faded slowly, dimming to a faint shimmer as his heartbeat steadied.

He pulled out and lay beside her, her head on his chest, her body curled against his. ”Damn, she’s was so fucking good. Her pussy feels so fucking great. It’s no wonder the guys who fuck her doesn’t last. Blessed or Not”.

He traced a finger down her spine, feeling her shiver even in sleep. ”Good thing I’m not a normal Blessed”

She wasn’t going back to Daniel. He’d made sure of that.

The golden glow between them pulsed once, twice, then settled into a steady thrum against her skin. Eira stirred against his chest, her lips parting, her fingers curling against his ribs.

”Mmnn...”

Not awake. Not yet. But close.

Lynx watched her face, the flutter of her lashes, the way her breath caught and deepened as the warmth spread through her veins.

His cock, still half hard against her thigh, began to thicken again as the glow intensified, responding to her nearness, her heat, the scent of her skin.

He didn’t move. He let the light work first.

Then Her eyes opened.

Slow, dazed, her dark irises finding his, unfocused at first, then sharpening.

”I’m sorry, the pleasure was so intense. It was the best fuck I ever had in my life.” She looked at his eyes. ”Again,” she whispered. Her voice hoarse, raw, but certain.

He raised an eyebrow. ”You sure?”

In answer, she pushed herself up, her palm flat on his chest, her legs straddling his hips. The shift brought her wet center against his growing cock, and they both inhaled at the contact.

”I said again.”

His hands found her waist, thumbs tracing the dip of her hipbones. ”You’re going to be sore tomorrow.”

”Don’t care.”

She reached between them, her fingers wrapping around his shaft, guiding him to her entrance. The head caught against her folds, slick and hot, and she sank down with a gasp that turned into a moan.

”Ahngnn~”

”Ahn” Eira and Lynx moaned at the same time. She was still so fucking tight, hot and wet. Like her pussy repairs itself.

The stretch was just as intense the second time. Her walls clenched around him, struggling to accommodate his girth, but the golden glow pulsed between them, easing the resistance, turning the burn into something deeper.

She sat there, impaled, her chest heaving, her hands braced on his shoulders.

”You’re shaking,” he said.

”I know.”

”Good.”

He gripped her hips and thrust upward, burying himself to the hilt. Her head fell back, a broken cry escaping her lips.

”Ohhhnn~ fuck~”

He set a rhythm from below, driving into her with sharp, upward thrusts that made her breasts bounce. She rode him on instinct, her hips rolling, her nails digging crescents into his shoulders.

He took her one of her big breast in his mouth. Sucking and Marking it. Her released it with a wet ”pop” and took the other one. Giving them the same attention.

His hand found her throat. Light pressure, just enough to remind her he owned her body now.

He released her breasts ”Look at me.”

She did. Her dark eyes were glazed, her lips parted, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

”Who do you belong to?”

”You,” she breathed.

”Say it again.”

”You, Lynx. I belong to you.”

”Good girl.”

He flipped them both, laying her on her back, driving into her from above. The new angle let him go deeper, and her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer, heels digging into his ass.

”Yesss~ right there~ nghhn~ don’t stop~”

He didn’t.

His hips moved with mechanical precision, each stroke hitting the same spot, building a pressure that coiled in her belly like a spring. Her hands fisted in the sheets, her back arching, her moans turning to wordless cries.

”That’s one,” he said. ”I want five more before I let you sleep.”

”Th-then you’re going to be here all night~”

”That’s the plan.”

He reached between them, his thumb finding her clit in tight circles, and she shattered. Her orgasm ripped through her, her walls clenching, her scream muffled by his mouth.

”Two,” he said against her lips.

He pulled out, ignoring her whimper of loss, and turned her onto her stomach. Her ass rose instinctively, her knees sinking into the mattress, her cheek pressed to the rumpled sheet.

He entered her from behind with one smooth thrust, and the new angle made them both groan. Her back bowed, her fingers clawing at the bed as he drove into her, deeper than before, hitting places that made her see white.

”Ohhhnn~ f-fuck~ so deep~”

”You like it deep.”

”Yes~ yes~ nghhn~”

His hand found her hair, gathering the dark strands, pulling her head back. The slight tension arched her spine, changed the angle, and she cried out as his cock hit that spot again.

”You like being filled.”

”Yes~”

”You like being fucked.”

”Yes~”

”You like being mine.”

”Yes~ yes~ yours~ I’m yours~ nghnn~”

She came again, shuddering, her juices running down his shaft, and he kept thrusting through it, prolonging the wave until her legs gave out and she collapsed onto the mattress.

”Three.”

He pulled out, breathing hard, his cock slick with her. The golden glow pulsed against his skin, hungry, alive. He could feel it pulling at him, urging him to keep going, to take more, to claim her completely.

He turned her onto her back again, hooked her legs over his shoulders, and drove back inside.

Her mouth opened in a silent scream. Her body convulsed around him, a fourth orgasm hitting her before he’d even settled into his rhythm.

”That’s four,” he said, his voice strained. ”Two more.”

”I can’t~ I can’t~ too much~ i feel like passing out again”

”You can.” He thrust deep, held there, letting her feel every inch of him. ”You will.”

The golden glow spread from his skin to hers, warm, revitalizing. She felt her muscles loosen, her breath steady, the oversensitivity fading into something she could bear.

Something she craved.

”How...” she breathed.

”Don’t ask.” He began to move again, slow, deliberate strokes that dragged against her inner walls. ”Just feel me.”

Her hands found his chest, tracing the carved lines of his abs, the faint shimmer of his skin. His muscles flexed under her touch, and the power of him, the raw, untamed strength, made her feel small and safe and utterly possessed.

”Harder,” she said.

He gave her harder.

His hips slammed into hers, the bed frame groaning, the headboard knocking against the wall. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down, her teeth finding his shoulder as she bit down to muffle her scream.

He growled against her ear. ”Bite harder.”

She did. Her teeth sank into his skin, and he thrust deeper, faster, the pain driving him higher. She tasted copper on her tongue, and the metallic tang mixed with the honeyed sweetness of his skin, intoxicating.

”Close,” she gasped. ”Lynx~ I’m close~”

”Wait for me.”

His hand slid between their bodies, his fingers finding her clit, pressing and circling in time with his thrusts. The dual stimulation pushed her to the edge, held her there, her body trembling, her breath coming in sobs.

”Lynx~ please~ I need~”

”I know what you need.”

He drove into her one last time, buried to the hilt, and let go.

His release hit him like a wave, his cock pulsing, filling her with a warmth that spread through her entire body. She came with him, her walls clenching, her scream lost against his throat as she bit down again.

They lay there, tangled, breathing, the golden glow pulsing between them in slow, fading waves.

He pulled out slowly, the loss of him making her whimper. But before she could protest, he had turned onto his side, pulling her against him, her back to his chest, his arm around her waist.

His cock, still half hard, pressed against her ass.

”Sleep,” he said, his voice rough. ”You earned it.”

She was already fading, her eyes heavy, her body limp in his arms. But before she slipped under, she felt something hard and warm nudge against her entrance.

He didn’t push in. He just held it there, pressing, teasing, letting her feel what was waiting for her when she woke.

”I’ll be ready when you are,” he murmured.

She wanted to answer. Wanted to tell him she was ready now, that she never wanted to stop, that she would let him fuck her until she forgot the shape of her own name.

But sleep took her before the words could form.

Lynx stayed like that, his cock nestled against her slick folds, her warmth seeping into him. The golden glow pulsed once more, then faded, settling into a faint shimmer beneath his skin.

He watched her sleep. The rise and fall of her chest. The flutter of her lashes. The way her lips curved, just slightly, into the ghost of a smile.

His hand rested on her stomach, certain. ”Fuck she is beautiful”.

She wasn’t going back to Daniel. She wasn’t going anywhere.

He traced idle patterns on her skin, feeling the steady rhythm of her heartbeat. His cock stirred against her, still hungry, still wanting, but he held himself still.

He Let her rest. He reached for his phone and saw the time. [4:00 AM]. They’ve been fucking all night. He saw dozens of message from Daniel, which he ignored.

He kept his phone and lay beside her, arms wrapped around her. He had to be by the Ice Affinity Arena by 8 Am.... He slept off.