Chapter 10: Claiming The Heiress

Chloe stared up into Morales intense, electric blue eyes, her chest heaving as the last remnants of her hesitation evaporated into the warm air of the dimly lit room.

Up close, his sharp, godlike jawline, striking red hair, and dark, possessive aura made her pulse race completely out of control. Her small hands, still resting against his broad chest, trembled as she felt the steady, powerful rhythm of his heart beating against her palms.

"Yes..." Chloe whimpered, her voice trembling with raw, unfiltered surrender as tears of overwhelming emotion pooled at the corners of her glowing emerald eyes. "I’m yours, Morales... I’m completely, utterly yours. Do whatever you want with me, but isn’t it too big for me, I’m too small for it."

Morales didn’t offer a gentle response. Instead, he leaned down and captured her soft lips in a deep, forceful kiss that stole the very air from her lungs.

He tasted like expensive wine and pure dominance, drowning out her breathless gasp before she could even prepare herself. "Don’t worry." He responded.

Simultaneously, he lowered his heavy frame onto her, aligning himself with her core and pushing past her final boundary to claim her completely in one smooth, uninterrupted motion.

"Ahn...!"

A sharp, breathless gasp burst from Chloe’s throat. Her back arched sharply off the mattress, every single muscle in her delicate body locking up instantly.

Her slender fingers dug frantically into the hard muscles of his broad shoulders, her manicured nails biting deep into his skin as a overwhelming shockwave of heat rippled from her center directly up her spine.

The sudden, invasive fullness was staggering, making her feel as though she were being completely remade from the inside out.

Morales didn’t pull back. He held her firmly against his broad, bare chest, wrapping his strong arms around her slender waist to hold her steady.

He placed warm, slow, reassuring kisses along her jawline, moving down to the sensitive dip of her collarbone, using his warmth to soothe her sudden tension.

"Breathe, Chloe," Morales commanded in a low, intoxicating whisper that vibrated straight through her chest. "Look at me."

Chloe forced her heavy, fluttering eyelids open, her emerald eyes shining with a mix of lingering shock, deep desire, and absolute adoration.

As she locked gaze with his cool, unyielding blue eyes, the initial sharp sensation began to melt away, rapidly replaced by a creeping, addictive wave of warmth that flooded her entire nervous system. Her tight muscles slowly relaxed beneath his touch, her body naturally molding itself around his massive frame.

Seeing her adapt, Morales began to move.

He established a slow, agonizingly deliberate pace, withdrawing almost completely before driving back in with precise, heavy force. The sheer physical presence he commanded was overwhelming.

With every smooth stroke, the residual discomfort vanished entirely, replaced by an agonizingly intense wave of sheer pleasure that made her mind go completely blank.

"Ah... ahn! Morales!" Chloe cried out, her small hands sliding up his back to grip his neck as he gradually accelerated the rhythm.

Her soft, melodic moans began to echo loudly off the sleek, hard walls of the dormitory room. Every time he drove forward, her voice rose higher, ringing out in breathless, desperate cries that she couldn’t suppress if she tried.

She wrapped her slender, smooth legs tightly around his waist, interlocking her ankles behind his back to pull him as close as physically possible.

She surrendered every shred of control, every ounce of her pride as a highborn heiress, allowing him to navigate her body as if he owned every inch of it.

Morales dominated the bed with terrifying ease. His enhanced physical attributes, his iron-like stamina, his raw strength, and his heightened sensory instincts, allowed him to read every subtle quiver of her skin, every ragged gasp of her breath.

He altered his angle, adjusting his momentum to strike her most sensitive spots over and over again with ruthless accuracy.

"Morales! Oh god, Morales... please! Mooooreeree!" Chloe screamed softly into the crook of his neck, her entire body shuddering violently as shockwaves of bliss ripped through her nerves.

The sound of their colliding skin and her continuous, ringing moans filled the room, creating an atmosphere thick with heavy heat and unspoken possession.

Her voice turned higher and higher, trembling with pure, unadulterated bliss as he drove her deeper into a state of ecstasy she hadn’t known existed in the real world.

The sturdy bed frame creaked beneath their weight as the heat between them reached a chaotic, fiery peak.

For nearly an hour, Morales showed zero signs of fatigue. His stamina felt endless, turning what should have been a brief encounter into a prolonged, overwhelming storm of passion for the blonde girl.

Chloe was completely helpless beneath him, her cries turning into soft, weeping gasps of total delight every time he brought her to the absolute edge of sanity.

She squirmed beneath his weight, her fingers clutching the bedsheets, her head tossing from side to side on the pillow as her damp blonde hair whipped around her flushed face.

"I’m... I’m going to... ahn! Morales, I can’t...!" she sobbed out, her voice breaking completely.

"Hold on to me," Morales purred darkly against her ear, driving forward with one final, crushing surge of speed.

That was the final push that broke her entirely. A massive, earth-shattering climax seized Chloe’s body.

Her eyes rolled back as her core contracted wildly around him, every muscle in her thighs trembling in violent spasms. She screamed his name at the top of her lungs, clinging to his back with all her remaining strength as her world exploded into pure white light.

Morales felt her tight, pulsing warmth engulfing him completely. With a low, primal groan, he buried himself deep within her one last time, unleashing his overwhelming heat directly into her core, permanently sealing his claim over the virgin daughter of the powerful Sterling clan.

[Ding!]

[Target Chloe Sterling (Heiress of the Sterling Clan) — Fully Claimed!]

[Devotion Level: 100/100!]

[Sterling Family Status Reward Issued: +50,000,000 $AC!]

[Special First-Time Claim Bonus (Sterling Virginity): +10,000,000 $AC!]

[Total Aureus Credits Deposited: +50,000,000 $AC!]

[Current Total Worth: $150,000,000]

Golden holographic notifications flashed brightly in Morales, peripheral vision, detailing the massive influx of wealth that had just cleared his encrypted account.

Sixty million credits in a single night. He was now sitting on an absolute fortune, far surpassing the baseline requirements of the First Exam. ’Wait does it mean he get $AC through sex, this system is really legit.

Yet, he paid the glowing screen no mind, keeping his focus entirely on the girl beneath him. Slowly, Morales pulled back slightly, looking down at the utterly spent blonde heiress.

Chloe lay motionless on the messy mattress, her face flushed a deep, beautiful red, sweat glistening like fine liquid diamonds across her fair skin.

Her chest rose and fell in rapid, shallow gulps, her damp blonde hair sticking to her forehead and shoulders. Her emerald eyes were half-lidded, unfocused, and filled with a quiet, unconditional devotion.

Morales reached over to the edge of the bed, grabbing the thick, plush comforter and pulling it up over both of their bare bodies to shield them from the cool air conditioning circulating through the dorm room.

He pulled her soft, trembling frame flush against his broad chest, sliding his heavy arm underneath her waist to anchor her body securely to his.

Chloe let out a long, shuddering, contented sigh. She instinctively snuggled closer, pressing her flushed cheek into the crook of his warm neck and wrapping her arms tightly around his torso, as if terrified he might vanish if she let go.

Enfolded in each other’s arms, their bare skin intertwined under the heavy blanket, the quiet hum of the dorm room enveloped them. Overcome by sheer physical exhaustion and profound contentment, they slowly closed their eyes and fell into a deep, unbroken sleep.