My All Powerful System

”You feel incredible. So fucking tight,” he growled, his forehead pressed against hers. ”Like you were made for me.”

”I was,” she gasped. ”I was made for you, Lynx...”

He kissed her, hard and demanding, swallowing her moans as he fucked her.

She came again, her inner walls clenching around him, and he groaned at the feeling, his thrusts growing harder, faster.

”I’m going to fill you up,” he said, pulling back to look at her. ”I’m going to come inside you and watch you take every drop.”

”Yesss~,” she whimpered. ”Please, Lynx~ I want it... I want all of it...”

He drove into her one last time, his cock pulsing as he came, filling her with his hot, thick release.

Kira cried out as she felt it, the sensation pushing her over the edge again, her body trembling beneath him.

But he didn’t stop. He pulled out, flipped her onto her stomach, and entered her from behind, his cock sliding easily through her slick, well fucked pussy.

”We’re not done,” he said, his voice dark with promise. ”I told you I was going to take care of you all night. Make you completely Mine. Make you ready for the tournament.”

Kira moaned into the pillow as he began to fuck her again, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her back onto him with each thrust.

The heat of his cock was so intoxicating, filling her with pleasure so intense she thought she might faint.

”Lynx. Godss~ I can’t... Ahgnn~ the pleasure, Ohghnn~ it’s too much...” she gasped.

”You can take it,” he said, his voice a low growl. ”You’re stronger than you know. And I’m going to prove it to you.”

He changed angles, driving deeper, hitting a spot inside her that made her see stars. She screamed his name, her hands clawing at the sheets as she came again, her body convulsing around him.

But he kept going. He flipped her onto her back again, lifting her legs onto his shoulders for a deeper angle.

He fucked her through orgasm after orgasm, each one more intense than the last, the glow of his Eternal cock amplifying everything until she was lost in a sea of pleasure.

”You’re so beautiful when you come,” he murmured, his thumb finding her clit and rubbing in slow circles. ”I could watch you fall apart forever.”

”Lynx please—I can’t...” she sobbed, tears of pleasure streaming down her cheeks. ”It’s too much...”

”You can Kira,” he insisted. ”Take it, Kira. Take all of me.”

He drove into her, deep and relentless, and she came again, her body arching off the bed as she screamed his name.

He followed her, spilling his seed inside her once more before pulling out and rolling her onto her side.

”One more position,” he said, lifting her leg and entering her from behind. ”I want to feel you from every angle.”

Kira was beyond words, beyond thought. She was pure sensation, her body a vessel for pleasure she’d never known existed.

She let him move her, position her, fuck her, each act blurring into the next until she lost count of how many times she’d come.

He had her face down, her hips raised, his cock driving into her from above, some variation of a hold she didn’t know the name of, his arms wrapped around her, pulling her close as he thrust deep.

Then he had her on her back, her legs spread wide, his body covering hers as he kissed her deeply, their bodies moving together in perfect rhythm.

”I love you,” she gasped between moans. ”Lynx, I love you so much...”

”I know, princess,” he said, kissing her forehead. ”I love you too.”

Hours passed. The city lights outside shifted from gold to silver as the moon crossed the sky.

Kira lost count of her orgasms somewhere past twenty, her body trembling with exhaustion and pleasure.

But Lynx showed no signs of stopping, his heated blessed cock glowing brighter than ever, the Yin Yan energy feeding her energy even as he drained her.

”Seven times,” she breathed, her voice hoarse from screaming. ”You’ve come inside me seven times, and you’re still going.”

”I told you I’d take care of you,” he said, his cock still hard, still ready. ”And I’m not done yet.”

He lifted her onto his lap, impaling her on his length. Kira cried out, her hands bracing against his chest as she rode him, her hips moving in desperate circles as she chased one more release.

”That’s it,” he encouraged, his hands gripping her waist. ”Ride me, princess. Use me.”

She did. She rode him until she came again, her body collapsing against his, her forehead pressed to his chest. He held her there, his cock still buried deep inside her, his hands gentle on her back.

”Are you okay?” he asked softly, his voice tender now.

Kira nodded weakly. ”I’m more than okay. I’m... I’m perfect.”

He smiled, kissing her hair. ”Good. Because we’re going to do this again tomorrow night.”

Kira laughed, a breathless, giddy sound. ”I don’t think I’ll be able to walk by the time the tournament starts.”

”Then I’ll carry you,” he said simply. ”Now sleep, princess. You’ve earned it.”

She curled against him, her body still humming with residual pleasure, the glow of his cock slowly fading to a warm ember.

Kira’s breathing had barely steadied when Lynx slid down her body, his mouth trailing fire across her stomach, her hip, the inside of her thigh.

She felt his silver hair brush her skin, felt the heat of his breath against the slick, swollen flesh between her legs, and her hands flew to his head.

”Lynx~”

He looked up at her, those mismatched eyes burning gold ringed blue and silver in the dark, and smiled against her thigh. ”I haven’t tasted you enough, princess. You think I’d let this night end without that?”

She opened her mouth to protest, to tell him she couldn’t take any more, but the words died in her throat when his tongue touched her.

Flat and warm, dragging from the bottom of her slit to the top, slow and deliberate. Kira’s back arched off the bed, a sound torn from her chest that she didn’t recognize.

He hummed against her, the vibration traveling through her clit like a current, and she felt her thighs tremble around his head.

”You taste like honey and fire,” he murmured, his breath hot against her most sensitive flesh. ”I could drown in you.”

His tongue circled her clit, lazy and teasing, and Kira’s hands twisted in the sheets. She’d cum so many times already, she’d lost count somewhere past twenty, but this was different.

This was Lynx worshiping her, his mouth devoted to her pleasure, and the glow along his big cock and his sculptured body pulsed in rhythm with his tongue, feeding her energy even as she burned.

”Please,” she gasped, not knowing what she was begging for. ”Lynx, please...”

”Please what, princess?” He pulled back just enough to speak, his lips brushing her inner thigh. ”Tell me what you want.”

”Your mouth. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”