Hero Hack: Reversing Heroes and Raising Harem-Chapter 48: The Bedroom of No Return (18+)

Savra’s bedroom was nothing like the rest of her home.

Velvet-black walls. Crimson sheets.

A full-length mirror at the foot of the bed, angled just right.

There were silk ropes coiled neatly in the drawer.

A steel ring bolted into the headboard.

And the faint scent of her perfume clung to the air like temptation itself.

Zain stepped inside.

His coat dropped from his shoulders with a thud, revealing his muscular body.

Savra leaned against the bedpost, licking her lips as she slowly taking off her clothes.

"You gonna show it to me, or are you keeping me waiting all night?"

Zain didn’t speak.

He simply pulled down his pants—and it dropped like a weapon.

"This is what I’m working with. Thirty centimeters. Ten wide."

Savra blinked. Her mouth parted slightly.

"Thirty centimeters?" she muttered, catching her breath.

"That’s not a cock. That’s a curse."

He walked toward her.

His thick and veined cock was already hard.

It was twitching with need.

"Kneel," he said.

Her knees hit the floor like instinct.

She looked up at him with those dangerous red eyes.

Mocking, sultry, but trembling slightly now with real anticipation.

Zain grabbed her by the hair.

Wrapping it around his hand like a leash and pulling her mouth to his tip.

"Open wide."

She obeyed.

The first inch slid in.

Her jaw was forcefully opened wide.

Her lips stretched, her breath shuddered.

He didn’t ease her in.

He pushed deeper, his hand guiding her head as she choked around his girth.

The wet sounds of her mouth struggling to keep up echoed in the room.

Drool spilled from the corners of her lips.

Her eyes watered, mascara streaking just slightly.

"Too big?" he muttered, watching her face contort.

"Then take it slower."

She tried to pull back, but he held her down.

He force-fed her, forcing her to feel every thick inch, every pulse of heat.

Her nails scratched his thighs—but he didn’t flinch.

"You wanted a beast?" he growled.

"Then swallow like you mean it."

Savra gurgled as he fucked her throat, his hips rolling slowly at first.

Then harder, using her mouth like she was just another hole to own.

The mirror behind her showed it all.

On her knees, lips stretched wide, face flushed, spit dripping down her neck.

Zain looked down at her ruined expression.

"Look at you," he murmured.

"On your knees, choking on what you begged for."

She moaned around his cock, and that vibration made his grip tighten.

He gave her a few more rough thrusts.

Deep, brutal, punishing.

Before pulling out with a wet pop.

Letting her gasp for air, drool trailing down her chin.

Her chest heaved. Her eyes were glassy.

Her voice was hoarse. "Z-Zain..."

He bent down, grabbed her by the throat, and lifted her to her feet.

"You’re not done," he whispered, dragging her to the bed.

"That was just foreplay."

Savra barely had time to catch her breath when Zain flipped her over.

He threw her down—face-first—onto the red sheets.

One hand pressing between her shoulder blades and the other gripping her waist like a handle.

Her body twitched beneath him, sore from the oral punishment alone.

But Zain wasn’t slowing.

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[Hack Initiation: Temporary Enhancement – Intimate Optimization]

[Target: Zain]

[Effect: Enhance physical performance and endurance for one night]

[Additional Effect: Maximize partner satisfaction through instinctive adjustment and feedback-based precision]

[Duration: One Night]

[Cost Required: 500 Hack Points]

[Status: Executing...]

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A dark glow pulsed briefly across Zain’s body—barely visible, but real.

His breathing steadied. Muscles tensed.

His cock twitched, growing even harder, hotter, and heavier.

He growled low. "Now you’re mine."

Savra didn’t even realize what hit her until he rammed into her in one brutal stroke.

Thicker, harder, deeper than before.

The optimization had kicked in.

Her scream tore from her throat. "Z-Zain—!"

Her back arched violently. Her arms collapsed.

Her body tried to crawl away.

But he grabbed her by the shoulder and yanked her right back onto him.

"Don’t run," he hissed into her ear.

"You’re going to take every inch and thank me for it."

His hips crashed into her with ruthless precision.

Every thrust hit exactly where it hurt the most—pleasure so sharp it felt like pain.

The system adjusted in real time—angling deeper, harder, faster.

Savra clawed at the sheets.

Her moans turned to sobs.

Her body betrayed her, tightening, clenching, and shaking.

Zain lifted her by the hips, forcing her onto all fours.

Before pushing her chest back down—folding her like prey being mounted.

The sound of skin slapping echoed through the room, sharp and obscene.

"You’re soaked."

Zain dragged his cock out slowly just to slam it back in with a sickeningly deep smack.

"So don’t lie and say it’s too much."

Her voice broke. "I—I c-can’t—!"

"Yes, you fucking can."

He grabbed her throat from behind, squeezing as he continued to pound into her.

relentless, optimized, inhuman.

"Now cum," he commanded.

Savra’s body spasmed.

She screamed his name so loud it could’ve broken glass.

Her legs gave out completely.

But Zain didn’t stop.

He used her limp form like a ragdoll, pistoning into her.

Over and over, chasing his own satisfaction.

She came again. And again.

Her voice was gone.

Her body—shattered.

And finally.

When he slammed in one last time, holding her there, making her feel every centimeter of the beast inside her.

He grunted low, possessive, savage.

He filled her to the brim.

Then collapsed over her back, breathing like a monster that had finally fed.

His voice was low, rough against her ear. "How’s it feel?"

Savra could barely speak. Her lips trembled as she gasped.

"Th-The best... No one’s ever—nngh—no one’s done it better than you..."

Zain smirked. "Then let’s do it again."

Her eyes widened.

It was still night.

Savra whimpered and shook her head, voice hoarse.

"No... no more..."

But Zain only leaned in, dragging his tongue across her neck as his hands gripped her hips once more.

"That was your mistake," he whispered.

"Inviting me in tonight."

And he didn’t give her a choice.