Chapter 34. And There We Have It... I Manage To Blow A Massive Load Inside Her**

Chapter 34: 34. And There We Have It... I Manage To Blow A Massive Load Inside Her**

She was caught in a state of pure sensory overload. Her eyes were rolled back so far only the whites showed above those glowing pink hearts, and her entire body was vibrating with shock.

Her hips weren’t just moving, but they were convulsing in rhythmic, desperate spasms against me.

"Nnh... ahhh... HAAAAAH..." Her breathing came in wet, broken stutters. "Leon... you... you hit it... oh fuck... you hit the spot... inside... ahhh!"

The terror in my chest was instantly replaced by a surge of possessive triumph. She wasn’t screaming in pain... I can tell that she was screaming because I had reached the most sacred, most forbidden part of her.

I had touched the center of her being, and the bunnykin instinct within her was responding with terrifying intensity. And it seems like my plan really did work.

There’s no backing down from this.

"You liked that?" I demanded, my grip tightening on her hips until my knuckles turned white. "You liked feeling me touch your womb?"

"YES! YES, FUCK YES!" she wailed, her voice breaking into a sob of ecstasy.

Her legs locked around my back, her claws digging through my skin. "Don’t stop! Don’t you dare stop!"

"Push harder! Make me cum again! Make me break!"

I didn’t need to be told twice.

The fear of breaking her was still there, lurking in the back of my mind, but the sight of her completely undone, completely claimed... especially with her body weeping fluid around my cock was a drug I couldn’t refuse.

I began to move, not with the hesitation of a lover, but with the relentless, driving rhythm of a conqueror, each thrust sending me deeper into that impossible, welcoming heat.

The dam had broken, and there was no going back.

The tenderness that had defined our earlier moments was consumed by a wildfire of raw, primal need.

I wasn’t just fucking her... I was claiming every inch of her existence.

Every thrust was deliberate, powerful, and relentless, driving my cock into that impossibly slick, welcoming heat that seemed to mold itself around my shaft like living silk.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

"Nngh... AHHH! Leon! Oh fuck, Leon!" Millie’s voice was a wrecked melody of ecstasy.

She was clinging to me as if I were the only solid thing in a world that had dissolved into pure sensation. Her arms wrapped around my neck so tightly I could feel her heartbeat thundering against my own chest, her small body shaking with every devastating impact of my hips against hers.

I wasn’t holding back anymore. Fuck it! I couldn’t.

The way her internal muscles gripped me... especially those strange, bunnykin ridges pulsing in rhythm with my thrusts was a drug that demanded more.

I drove into her harder, each stroke sending a wet, squelching sound echoing through the quiet room, the sound of our bodies colliding in a desperate dance of flesh and fluid.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Hngh... YES! Right there!" Her hips began to move on their own now, no longer conscious reactions but involuntary movements driven by her mating instincts.

Her ass would roll and grind against me with an animalistic hunger, seeking to maximize every millimeter of friction, every ounce of pressure against her swollen clit.

"You’re taking it all, Millie," I growled hoarsely into her ear, my breath hot and ragged. "Every fucking inch!"

"Look at how you wrap around me!"

I wanted more. I wanted to consume her completely.

My hands slid up from her hips, traveling up her sweat slicked torso until I reached her breasts. They were heavy, aching, and hypersensitive from her earlier climax.

I captured one nipple between my teeth, biting down just hard enough to elicit a sharp gasp, then immediately began to suckle on it with desperate intensity.

"AAAAH! Leonnnh... fuck!" Millie’s head thrashed against my shoulder.

The dual stimulation—the punishing rhythm below and the sharp sting of my mouth above—was sending her over the edge repeatedly. "Both... ahhhnnnn... both at once!"

"Don’t stop, please don’t stop!"

I moved to the other side, my mouth claiming both nipples in quick succession, alternating between gentle sucking and rough, demanding bites.

I wanted to leave my mark on her, to mark her as mine in every possible way.

Below the belt, I was relentless.

I was building a rhythm that was almost mechanical in its brutality, each thrust deeper than the last, each one bottoming out against her womb with a wet thwack that made her whole body shudder.

’Fuck, she’s so tight,’ I thought, my mind spinning in circles of arousal. ’Even with all that fluid, she’s gripping me like she never wants to let go!!!’

’Like she needs to swallow every drop of me...!’

"Tell me you want more," I demanded, my voice a guttural rasp as I pulled back almost completely before slamming home again. "Tell me you want me to fuck you until you can’t walk!"

"I do! I want it!" she screamed, her voice cracking as she bucked against me, her hips rolling in a frantic, desperate circle that drove me to the absolute brink. "Break me, Leon!"

"Fuck me until I forget my own name! Nngh... AHHHHNNN~! OH GOD!"

The tension in the room was suffocating, thick with the smell of sweat, salt, and the sweet, floral musk of her arousal.

Every moan she let out felt like it was being ripped from her lungs, every scream a testament to the overwhelming power of her heat.

My own climax was clawing at the back of my throat, a molten pressure building in my groin that felt like it would shatter my bones, but I refused to give in.

Not yet... I wanted to push her further.

I wanted to see how far this bunnykin fire could burn before it consumed us both.

The dam wasn’t just cracking anymore it had completely disintegrated. The restraint I had been clinging to like a lifeline snapped with the violence of a breaking cable.

My vision went white at the edges, my entire world narrowing down to the wet, scorching friction where our bodies met. Every nerve ending in my body screamed for release.

"Fuck...! Millie... I’m losing it...! I’m fucking losing it...!" I roared, my voice raw. "YOU’RE SO FUCKING HOT IN THE INSIDE AND ALSO SLIPPERY THAT I CAN DO THIS HOURS AND HOURS!!!"

I abandoned any semblance of control. I became a machine of pure, unadulterated instinct.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

My thrusts became thunderous, each one driving me deeper into her slick, pulsing walls with enough force to shake the entire bed frame.

CREAK! CREAK! CREAK! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

The sound of our bodies colliding... that wet, rhythmic slap squelch was all I could hear over the sound of my own blood rushing through my ears.

"AAAAHHH! LEON! OH GOD, OH GOD!" Millie’s screams were no longer human... they were primal, desperate cries of a creature being completely overwhelmed.

Her hips were bucking wildly, her inner muscles clamping around my cock in desperate, milking spasms that threatened to make me cum prematurely. "I’m breaking! Leon, I’m breaking!"

"Then break, baby! Break for me!" I growled, my teeth bared.

I felt it then the tidal wave.

A massive, volcanic pressure built up at the base of my spine, flooding my cock with an unbearable heat.

I grabbed her ass hard, pulling her hips flush against mine to ensure every last drop would be delivered where it belonged.

With one final, devastatingly deep thrust that bottomed out against her womb with enough force to make her entire body convulse, I unleashed everything.

"HRAAGGHHHHHHH! TAKE IT ALL, MILLIEEEE!!!"

"GYAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!" Millie’s scream was a shattering crescendo that echoed through the room as I climaxed.

It wasn’t just a release, but it was an eruption.

SPLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTT~!

I felt waves after waves of hot, thick semen pumping into her, filling her up, flooding that delicate, hyper extended space.

My cock throbbed violently with each jet, each pulse sending fresh spurts deep into her core.

I couldn’t stop.

My body kept convulsing, each aftershock sending more of my seed into her.

Millie’s body went completely limp mid scream, her head falling back before sliding forward to rest heavily against my shoulder.

Her breathing became shallow, ragged gasps. She had been pushed past the point of conscious thought.

She had passed out from the sheer intensity of the pleasure.

"Millie? Sweetheart?" I panted, my own body trembling with exhaustion. "Millie..."

Ahh... shit...

I stayed there for several minutes, my forehead pressed against hers, waiting for my heart rate to slow.

My cock was still twitching, still leaking thick ropes of cum into her as the aftershocks slowly ebbed away.

When the haze finally began to lift, I needed to see. I needed to see what I had done to her.

I carefully gripped her hips and lifted her body off mine, sliding her up slightly to examine the aftermath.

My breath caught in my throat. Her pussy was swollen, flushed a deep pink, and literally overflowing.

As soon as I created space, a torrent of mixed fluids her clear squirting fluid and my thick, white semen began to spill out of her, cascading down her thighs and onto the soaked sheets in a messy, obscene fountain.

Even more shocking was my cock.

Despite everything I had just poured into her, it remained massive, still angry and swollen, and as I watched, another involuntary twitch sent a final stream of cum spilling out across her ass.

"Damn... I’m still hard..."

"Fuck me..." I whispered, staring at the evidence of our surrender.