Chapter 36: Feast of the Tyrant
Leon laid Elara down gently in the center of the plush mattress.
The dark velvet bedsheets provided a stunning contrast to her pale glowing skin.
She stared up at him with a volatile mixture of nervous anticipation and desperate longing. Her breasts rose and fell rapidly as she spread her legs inviting him to conquer the final frontier of her ruined pride.
He climbed onto the bed and positioned himself perfectly between her parted thighs.
He settled his weight over her voluptuous frame and supported himself on his forearms to avoid crushing her with his heavy muscular build.
Elara immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his face down for another bruising kiss. Her lips tasted intensely of her own sweet arousal fueling the fiery heat pumping through his veins.
"Look at me," Leon commanded softly breaking the kiss and forcing her to meet his dark magnetic gaze.
Elara opened her eyes.
The fierce tyrannical authority that defined her existence in the kitchens was gone. She was nothing more than a woman desperate to belong to the man hovering above her.
Leon reached down and guided the blunt head of his length against her slick entrance.
She was incredibly tight and the initial friction drew a sharp gasp from her lips.
He pushed his hips forward slowly breaching the tight threshold of her innocence. The physical resistance was significant but the copious amount of wetness she had produced made the agonizing stretch manageable.
Elara whimpered and buried her face into the crook of his neck.
Her fingernails scored light red lines across his broad back as she felt the unfamiliar intimidating pressure filling her tight core.
"Breathe Head Cook," Leon whispered deeply while pausing his advance to let her body adjust. "You are doing incredibly well."
He waited for her tense muscles to relax before driving his hips forward with a firm steady thrust.
He broke through the final barrier and buried himself deep inside her slick heat until their bodies were pressed flush against each other.
Elara let out a loud breathless cry that was instantly swallowed by the silencing magic surrounding the room.
A single tear escaped the corner of her eye but a massive radiant smile bloomed across her flushed face. She wrapped her athletic legs high around his waist locking him securely inside her.
"Master," she breathed heavily while running her hands through his dark hair. "You feel so big inside me."
Leon gritted his teeth as the tight scorching walls of her inner core violently clamped down around his length.
The sensation was astronomically pleasurable. He slowly pulled back until he was nearly shallow before driving his hips forward again.
The heavy slap of his flesh meeting hers echoed loudly in the quiet room.
He established a slow grueling rhythm designed to maximize the friction and test the limits of her physical endurance. Elara matched his pace beautifully.
Being a high level physical enhancer allowed her to absorb the brutal force of his ninety points of Strength without breaking. She arched her back and met every single thrust with a desperate upward buck of her own hips.
"Tell me who owns this body HeadCook," Leon demanded while slipping a hand between their bodies to expertly massage the sensitive nub of flesh resting above their connection.
The combination of deep internal stretching and highly targeted external stimulation sent Elara spiraling back toward the edge of insanity. Her head thrashed wildly against the pillows and her amber eyes rolled back into her head.
"I belong to you," she screamed shamelessly into the silent room. "I am your property Master. Only yours."
The raw possessive nature of her confession shattered his ironclad control.
Leon abandoned the slow agonizing pace and unleashed the full terrifying speed of his enhanced Agility.
He pounded into her with ruthless primal aggression. The heavy wooden bed frame groaned and slammed violently against the stone wall with every devastating thrust.
Elara took every single punishing stroke with unbridled enthusiasm.
Her massive heavy breasts bounced wildly with the forceful impacts and her loud continuous moans formed a chaotic symphony of pure lust. She tightened her inner walls and desperately milked his rigid length pushing him closer to the breaking point.
"I am close," Elara sobbed incoherently while her body began to tremble. "Please give it to me Leon."
Leon felt the familiar intense pressure building at the base of his spine.
He drove his hips forward in a rapid succession of punishing thrusts striking her deepest sweet spot with lethal accuracy.
Elara shattered first.
Her back arched off the mattress and a deafening shriek tore from her throat as a massive explosive climax ripped through her body. Her tight scorching walls violently convulsed and crushed down around him milking him with a devastating rhythmic pressure.
The intense stimulation was the final push he needed.
Leon let out a deep guttural roar and buried himself to the hilt.
He unloaded a massive scalding wave of his release deep into her womb. He held her tightly against his chest while his hips continued to twitch involuntarily spilling every last drop of his seed inside her ruined core.
[DING!]
The crystal bell chimed in his mind signaling the end of his grueling campaign.
[Quest Completed Successfully!]
[Your masculine pride remains a terrifying force of nature.]
[Distributing Rewards: +20 Agility, Skill ’Endless Vigor’ Acquired, 500 Shameless Points.]
A sudden explosive surge of raw stamina flooded his veins.
The Endless Vigor skill instantly vaporized the lingering exhaustion in his muscles and regulated his racing heartbeat. He physically felt his rigid length throb and harden again while still buried deep inside the panting woman beneath him.
Leon smiled a wicked predatory smile.
The system had given him the stamina of a mythical beast and he had over thirty minutes left before he needed to meet the Silver Goddess at the gates.
"Do not fall asleep on me yet Elara," Leon whispered while slowly pulling out of her slick heat only to plunge right back in with a devastating thrust.
"We are just getting started."
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