The Heavenly Demon of Terror-Chapter 304: The Animal Park

The palm of his hand struck my behind, leaving a lovely impression that resembled the mark of a lover. As pain and pleasure intertwined, my body trembled, causing me to fall off the edge.

My pussy clamped down on his cock like a vice, my release, a hot, wet gush that coated his cock and dripped down my thighs. "Damn it you are seriously making me Cum you cum Monster."

The room's dense fog of desire was then shattered by the piercing ring of my phone. While still maintaining his rhythm, he smiled and reached for the gadget, swiping to answer it on speaker.

"Hello?" my assistant asked.

I questioned, "What's wrong Kaisel?" in a low, tremulous whisper.

"Madam, we have the deal and what are your additional orders?" Kaisel replied from the opposite side.

I was attempting to keep my mouth shut while saying, "Yeah, go... To my office on my... Desk...".

As my personal assistant, he asked, "Madam Vasilyev, is everything alright?" His tone was a combination of worry and inquiry.

I attempted to restrain my mowns and replied "I'm okay; plans are on my desk. Go and examine them tomorrow, and take action in accordance with them. I'll be out of town for a while tomorrow."

"Just like you said, Madam." He hung up without asking any more questions.

I screamed louder as I was holding it, then I turned my head to face him and yelled, "I was so embarrassed by you Samuel Gebb, fuck you!"

"Really Queen? You could have stopped me or can tell me to stop," he said, with a sneer on his face as he leaned in closer.

Then he thrust deeper and I Cum "Ahhhhhhh Samuel Ahhhhhhh!!!"

My mowns echoed through the room as I came like a monster in heat.

"You really enjoyed the rush, didn't you?"

This shameless jerk is out of line, but he's right.

He asked me, "I'm about to cum Roselle, tell me you want it inside?" as if he wasn't the one who reunited me a moment ago!

"Inside my pussy, Deep inside my womb!!!!"

I Roared as if I'm gonna let him cum outside after making me cum this much for Hours.

As the desire to let go took over, I could feel my orgasm approaching, my muscles tightening. With a final, savage thrust, He buried his cock deep inside me, his cock pulsating as he began to spill his hot, thick release into me, claiming me, marking me as his.

My body arched against him, my inner walls clenching around his cock, drawing out every last drop of his cum.

I yelled, "Fuck, yes!" as I felt his warmth and my body trembled. My inner muscles clenched around his, milking every last drop as I surrendered to my own climax, my body convulsing in waves of intense pleasure.

"Samuel, fill me up. Make me your dirty little cum slut. I want to feel your hot cum deep inside me."

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We fucked like animals till morning, our bodies slick, our bodies slick with sweat and lust, the room filled with the filthy sounds of our fucking, moaning, and screaming. As we were engrossed in an infinite cycle of raw, primal sex, our bodies became entangled in a thick, sensual atmosphere.

"Oh fuck, Samuel, I'm cumming again!" I screamed, my body convulsing as I squirted all over his cock.

I yelled, "Oh fuck, Samuel, your cock is so fucking deep!" as my fluids ran down to his balls.

"Oh Samuel, please fuck me!... I need your cock so bad!"

The room was filled with the nasty sounds of our fucking, moaning, and crying: "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

"Oh fuck, Samuel, I'm cumming again!" I screamed, my body convulsing as I squirted all over his cock.

Finally, with a roar, he came deep inside my pussy, his cock pulsing as he filled me with his hot, thick cum. He pulled out, my pussy dripping with our combined juices. frёeωebɳovel.com

He carried me to the bathroom, where we took a shower together, our bodies pressed against each other as we washed away the evidence of our filthy fucking.

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Samuel's POV

I didn't say a word. I just picked her up—her body still humming with that dark, dangerous energy only she could wield. Roselle didn't protest. Her arms wound around my neck like a serpent returning to its branch, and I carried her through the quiet halls to the marble-shadowed bathroom.

The room was wrapped in black stone and soft golden candlelight, steam already coiling as warm water began to fall like rain from the overhead spout. It was silent save for the soft splash of water and our breathing—slow, ragged, heavy with the aftermath of chaos.

I stepped into the stream with her in my arms.

Water hit us like absolution, but there was nothing pure about it. Her body pressed against mine, slick and warm, skin on skin, pulse against pulse. The lines between hate and need blurred just like always. Our souls had been stitched together across lifetimes with passion, war, and betrayal.

My fingers combed through her dark hair as the blood, sweat, and sin were washed away. She tilted her head back, eyes half-lidded, the droplets racing down the sharp curve of her jaw like glass tears. Her crimson eyes—those cursed, beautiful eyes—locked on mine with something raw, something ancient.

"We've done this before," I murmured. "Different world. Same ghosts."

She gave a soft chuckle, leaning her forehead against mine. "And we'll do it again. Until one of us finally kills the other."

"Tempting," I said, brushing my lips along the edge of her wet cheek. "But you'd miss me."

She smiled, but it was hollow. "I already do. Every time we part."

For a moment, neither of us moved. The war, the throne, Nerezza—all of it faded beneath the weight of the steam and our shared silence. Just two monsters in love with a battle only they could survive.

We didn't speak of what just happened. We never did.

We just let the water run over our scars.