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Chapter 487: the depraved archangel (2)
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Chapter 487: the depraved archangel (2)

Sulyvhan placed his hands on Loriel’s hips, his fingers digging into her firm flesh with an authority that ripped a gasp from her breath. He adjusted his legs to better position his pelvis against hers, feeling the moist warmth emanating from her body. He aligned his member against the gaping entrance and, without the slightest hesitation, thrust himself in with a merciless stroke, penetrating Loriel to the hilt.

"AAAH... Alexander!"

Loriel’s cry was a mixture of exquisite pain and liberation. Her back arched violently as her nails dug into Sulyvhan’s forearms. The sensation of being filled, ripped open by Sulyvhan’s waist, sent an immediate spasm through his inner walls, which tightened like a velvet vise around him. His chest heaved and he felt his own abdominal muscles contract with the brutal intrusion.

Sulyvhan remained still for a moment, savoring the internal embrace, fighting to keep from the immediate explosion. He gazed into Loriel’s eyes, his voice now a low, guttural whisper.

"You’re so tight... I can feel every movement you make, every twitch of your muscles."

Loriel panted, her swollen lips glistening with saliva, curving into a defiant smile amid her ecstasy. "It’s because... your cock is way too big."

Without answering, Sulyvhan thrust into her in one go, his hip movements rapid and heavy. At each impact, his thighs slapped against the inside of hers, her skin reddening under the repeated shocks. Their bodies collided with a dull, wet sound, the bed creaking under the weight of their movements, the wood groaning with every jolt.

"Ah! Ahhan!" Loriel gasped, her chest heaving abruptly under the assault. Her nails dug into the sheets, her fingers clenched on the crumpled fabric. Her cunt, already wet, welcomed each thrust with a distinct sucking sound, schlick, schlick, marking the rhythm of Sulyvhan’s cock coming and going.

"F-faster... don’t stop..." Her voice broke, syllables cut short by the jolts. "A-Alexander!" she cried out, arching her back, her stomach hollowing with each penetration.

The pleasure, already intense, intensified even further when Loriel felt Sulyvhan’s fingers sink a little deeper into her flesh. Usually, she displayed a grace befitting her angelic status. But now, none of that remained. She had let herself be swept away by a wave of raw desire, her rational mind giving way to an animalistic urgency that surprised even herself. Every caress, every sigh she let out, testified to a total surrender, far removed from the self-control she usually displayed.

Sulyvhan, however, didn’t seem satisfied. His hands roamed Loriel’s body with growing authority. He wanted more. He wanted to possess her completely. For him, this was just the beginning of something long.

Sulyvhan grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, his torso pressing against hers. His abs contracted, drops of sweat running along his ribs to bead on her skin, dirtying her navel. He sped up, his pelvic thrusts becoming brutal drives that lifted her hips off the mattress.

"Ah! Ah! Nnggh..." Loriel moaned, her mouth open, saliva trickling from the corner of her lips. Her eyes rolled back, her pupils dilated. "There... yes, there!"

Sulyvhan tilted his head, his jaw clenched, his breath short and raspy. "Is this what you wanted?" he asked between thrusts, his fingers crushing her wrists against the pillow.

"Yes! Yes, fuck!" Loriel replied, her legs wrapping around his waist to drive him deeper. "They don’t know... ahhan... they don’t know what you are!" She hiccuped, her neck tensing with each stroke. "More... harder, fuck me like the whore I am!"

Her moans rose in pitch, becoming shrill cries punctuated by hiccups. "Hnnn... ah! Ah!" Each thrust made her clit slap against his base, and her inner lips, red and swollen, parted then tightened around him in a slick, oozing motion.

Sulyvhan pounded, his testicles slapping against her ass with a dull, steady sound. Sweat glued their skins together, the hair of his pubis chafing against her thighs, a moist heat rising between them. He slowed for an instant to drive deeper, his tip knocking against her cervix, and she screamed, "Nngghh! There!" before he resumed his brutal rhythm, each stroke shaking her from shoulders to curled toes.

At these words, Sulyvhan smoothed a strand of his silver hair back with a free gesture before regaining his grip on her hips. He changed angle, lifting Loriel’s legs to place her heels on his own shoulders, a position that opened the angel completely to his view and his penetration. He could then see his sex disappear and reappear in Loriel’s purple wetness, a spectacle of royal obscenity that heightened his own arousal.

He began to pound her with renewed ferocity, each impact making the angel’s generous breasts bounce, her hardened nipples pointing toward the ceiling. He leaned down to capture one between his teeth, nibbling just enough to draw a cry of pain mingled with ecstasy from his partner.

Pleasure in the room became a physical entity, a haze of heat and sweat. Loriel felt her orgasm rising, a shockwave starting from her lower belly to radiate into her wings. Her vaginal walls began to pulse rhythmically around Sulyvhan’s member, a precursor sign of collapse.

"Alexander... I... I’m going to... AAAHN!"

Loriel arched one last time, her muscles tensing to the extreme, her fingers clawing into the Emperor’s back, leaving bloody furrows. She exploded in a piercing cry, her body shaken by violent spasms as a fountain of her fluids flooded their junction.

Sulyvhan, pushed beyond his limits by the angel’s contractions, let out an animal groan. He thrust one last time deep inside her, his body vibrating with tension, and discharged his seed in powerful, burning jets, filling Loriel with his presence.

They remained like that, fused together, their breaths nothing but ragged hisses in the darkness of the room. Sulyvhan let his forehead rest against Loriel’s, his silver hair mingling with Loriel’s blue curls.

Loriel wrapped her arms around her lover’s neck, a peaceful smile on her swollen lips. "I am yours for eternity, my Emperor..."

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