Chapter 97. She Thought It Was Over, But Nope~! I Want To Let It All Out More And More**

Chapter 97: 97. She Thought It Was Over, But Nope~! I Want To Let It All Out More And More**

A dark chuckle rumbled in my chest as I drove upward, watching the way her pupils dilated until her eyes looked like bottomless black pits of desire.

"You have no idea," I growled, my hands sliding from her hips to grip her thighs, spreading them wider to expose every inch of her swollen entrance. "You don’t just look intense, Velora..."

"You look like a female in heat for her male... pure, shameless need."

That admission broke something inside her. Her hips bucked upward instinctively, seeking more of that punishing friction.

"Then fuck me like I’m yours!" she screamed. "Fuck me like I’m your animal!"

I obliged, but I wasn’t ready to give her the release she was begging for. Not yet.

I wanted to prolong this exquisite torment. I shifted my angle slightly, finding that perfect, devastating sweet spot where her walls seemed to melt around me.

I began to thrust with a renewed, ferocious energy, each stroke deliberate and punishing.

Slap-slap-slap-slap!

The sound of our bodies colliding echoed like gunshots in the quiet room.

"Shit," I hissed through clenched teeth, the pressure building behind my cock like molten lava. "Velora... I’m close!"

"I’m going to cum so fucking hard."

Her eyes flared with a desperate hunger at the word. "Yes! Yes!—oh fuck—I can feel it!"

"I can feel you getting harder inside me!"

"Don’t you dare hold back, Leon!" She arched her back, her chest heaving as she tried to swallow every sensation. "I want to feel it pouring in!"

"I want to feel every drop of you filling me up until I can’t take any more!"

But as the climax neared, I showed her why I was her match.

Instead of simply surrendering to the explosion, I manipulated the sensation. I slowed down for three agonizingly long seconds, grinding my cock against her most sensitive nerve endings without withdrawing, letting her feel the throbbing heat of my impending release without giving her the payoff.

Then, I exploded back into motion—faster, harder, more chaotic.

"Leon—ahhh!—don’t stop! Please—don’t stop—nnngh!" Velora’s voice rose to a shriek as she felt me teetering on the edge. "I want to feel you more and more!"

"Push yourself until you’re empty!"

"Empty yourself into me! AAAAHHHHH!"

I was losing control of my own discipline. My vision began to blur at the edges.

My muscles were coiled like steel springs, straining with every thrust. I could feel her pussy muscles convulsing around me in desperate, rhythmic spasms, milking me, demanding the tribute she had earned.

’Fuck, she’s going to drain me dry,’ I thought, a surge of primal triumph washing over me.

She was a commander, a warrior, and a queen—and she was begging to be emptied by me.

"You want it all?" I roared, my voice breaking as I accelerated into a final, devastating assault. "You want every fucking drop?"

"YES! GIVE IT TO ME!—OH GOD—LEON! AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!"

Her scream tore through the air as her own climax seized her body once more, her inner walls clamping down on me with the force of a vise. That was the final trigger.

And the dam broke.

I buried myself as deep as physically possible, my hips locking against hers as the first volcanic wave of cum erupted from me.

SPLOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTT~!

"OH FUCK—VELORA—AAAAHHHHHH!!!!"

I felt myself pouring into her—hot, thick, endless streams of seed flooding her womb. The sensation was overwhelming, a white-hot flood that seemed to connect our very souls.

I could feel her taking it all, her body shuddering violently as she absorbed the force of my release, her cunt twitching in ecstatic rhythm with every pulse of my cock.

The dam didn’t just break, but it shattered.

The first wave of my release was merely the prelude to a second, even more violent eruption. My cock throbbed with terrifying intensity as another massive load flooded her, each pulse sending fresh waves of heat deep into her core.

"AAAAHHHHHH—LEON—Nngh!—AAAAHHHHH!!!"

Velora was lost to something primal. Her head thrashed wildly against the pillows, her mouth working frantically.

Strange, guttural sounds began to pour from her throat—sounds that weren’t human. They were old, ancient sounds, the vocalizations of the Pantherkin tribe.

She was speaking their tongue, syllables that sounded like growls, purrs, and sharp clicks, words that carried the weight of centuries of mating rituals.

I couldn’t understand a single word of it, but the raw emotion behind them, especially the desperation, the surrender, and the absolute ecstasy, was unmistakable.

Finally, as the last of my seed flooded her, the strange sounds died down into broken whimpers. She collapsed completely, her body boneless and drenched in sweat.

"I’m... I’m so happy..." she gasped, her voice barely audible. "I feel... so weak... so empty and full at the same time..."

I stayed inside her for a moment, letting our heartbeats sync, before slowly withdrawing. The wet sound of my cock sliding out of her slick heat seemed to echo in the silent room.

I sat up on the edge of the bed, breathing hard, looking down at her beautiful, ruined form.

"Good job, Velora," I said quietly, reaching down to brush a sweat-soaked strand of hair from her face. "You did amazing."

"Now, just stay there... Stay in bed and sleep."

"You deserve the rest."

Velora’s eyes snapped open, pupils still blown wide. "Over?"

"It’s... it’s over already?" she asked, her voice tinged with genuine shock. "But Leon—I—"

"Who said anything about being over?" I interrupted, my voice dropping into a dangerous, husky register.

Before she could process the words, I moved.

I crawled over her, repositioning myself behind her. I grabbed her hips, pulling her back against me, and without warning, I drove myself back into her from behind with a single, devastating thrust.

"OH GOD—LEON—AAAAHHHHH!!!"

Velora’s back arched so violently it looked like it might break. The shock of the sudden re-entry sent her straight back into the abyss.

But I wasn’t done playing with her. I wanted to feel every inch of her vulnerability.

I pressed my bare chest flush against her spine, feeling the heat of her skin against mine. I reached around, grabbing both of her wrists in one of my hands and pinning them above her head against the mattress, completely immobilizing her.

Then, I wrapped my other arm around her throat—not to hurt her, but to claim her, to feel the frantic pulse of her carotid artery against my forearm.

A possessive, dominant choke that signaled she belonged to me completely.

"I told you I wanted to be lovey-dovey today," I growled against her ear as I began to fuck her again, each thrust deeper and more punishing than the last. "And this is how I show it."

The pace was relentless.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

The sound of my pelvis hammering against her ass filled the chamber. I was relentless, using every ounce of my strength to drive her further past her limits.

"Leon—ahhh!—I love you! I love you so much!" she screamed, her voice cracking. "You’re... you’re so strong!"

"Nnngh!—Such a strong partner! Fuck—Leon, please—don’t stop—AAAAHHH!"

She was spiraling again, falling into successive waves of climax. Each time she thought she had reached her limit, I found a new angle, a new way to make her cry out, to make her body convulse around me.

"I want to mate with you forever," she sobbed between moans, her hips bucking shamelessly against my thrusts. "More... give me more!"

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

"I want to carry your seed until I’m bursting!"

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

"I want to feel you inside me until I forget my own name!"

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

"OH GOD, YES—RIGHT THERE—AAAAHHHHH!!!"

I leaned forward, biting gently at the junction of her neck and shoulder as I accelerated, my hips moving like pistons. The intensity was intoxicating.

I could feel her desperation, her need to be claimed over and over again. She wasn’t just a commander anymore, but she was a mate in her purest form, demanding everything I had to give.

The room had become a temple of carnal worship, and I was its only god. I didn’t give her a moment to breathe, let alone think.

My hips worked with the relentless rhythm of a siege engine, each thrust driving her deeper into the mattress and further away from her own sanity.

I held her throat with just enough pressure to make her gasps sound desperate, to make her pulse flutter wildly beneath my skin, and to make every word she spoke feel like a confession.

"Leon—ahhh!—I never... I never understood it before," she cried out, her voice breaking as a fresh wave of pleasure crashed over her.

Her eyes were glazed, staring at nothing as she surrendered to the sensation. "All those poems... all those songs about devotion... I thought they were lies."

"I thought love was weakness."

A particularly deep thrust made her hips jerk involuntarily. "But now I get it!"

"Nnngh!—I understand everything!"

"I need to thank Elsbeth... thank her for this chance, for bringing you to me." Her words became more feverish and more primal as the friction intensified. "To love someone... it’s not just words."

"It’s this! It’s wanting to feel you inside me forever!"

"It’s wanting to bear your child, Leon! I want to carry your legacy inside me!"

"Then take it all, Velora," I growled, my voice thick with dominance. "Take everything I have to give."