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The First Patriarch: Streaming My Cosmic Harem

Chapter 60: Let me take the lead [2] [R18]
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Chapter 60: Chapter 60: Let me take the lead [2] [R18]

Azriel gently placed Rosalind down right in the center of the silk sheets and immediately climbed over her, trapping her body beneath his broad shadow.

For the first time since he had arrived in this world, Azriel felt like he was entirely in control of the pacing.

Still, he knew he couldn’t push his dominance past a certain limit.

If he triggered her deeply ingrained, matriarchal defense mechanisms as a powerful woman, her reflexes might take over and ruin the mood.

He needed to be firm, yet deeply intoxicating.

Hovering directly above her, he looked down at her breathtaking form.

Her cheeks were heavily flushed, her silver-white hair fanned out across the white silk pillows, and her feline ears twitched with intense anticipation. He reached down, tenderly caressing her warm, smooth cheek with his thumb, before leaning down to capture her lips in a deep, slow, and completely possessive kiss.

"I love you, Rose," he whispered softly against her lips, his voice dropping into a husky, breathless register.

Without giving her a chance to overthink, he guided his heavy, rigid length down to her dripping, fully prepped entrance.

He paused for a fraction of a second, letting her feel the massive, throbbing heat of his tip against her slick folds, and then slowly, deliberately pushed his dick straight into her tight, welcoming pussy.

Hearing the wet, heavy squelch of his entry combined with the intense, stretching physical stimulation of his massive size bottoming out inside her completely, Rosalind let out a loud, broken moan, her fingers digging deep into his broad shoulders.

"Ahhhhhhh..."

Azriel leaned down and kissed her again, cutting off her cry.

The kiss was slow, deep, and bruisingly intimate, their tongues tangling as if they were melting into each other.

For these opening moments, all thoughts of the matriarchal power struggle vanished.

There was no aggressive play for dominance here, it was pure, unadulterated harmony.

[LIVE CHAT]

[Sadistic69] (Red): Look at that slow sink! The audio feed on this premium stream is insane, that squelch sounded crisp as hell

[Pure_Jade_Fairy] (White): Oh my goodness, the emotional weight behind that kiss... they aren’t even trying to fight for control right now.

[Boundless_Slacker] (Red): Bro took the lead but didn’t go full caveman. You can see her feline ears dropping, she’s completely letting her guard down.

[Lusty_Sera] (Golden): The pacing is beautiful! He’s letting her feel every single inch of his size entering her. This is how you treat a queen.

Though Azriel fully intended to take absolute control and dominate her in the future, he knew exactly how to play the long game.

For now, he needed to show her the sheer heights of pleasure she could reach when he took the reins and put his entire focus into catering to her body.

He kept the kiss slow and intoxicating while beginning to move his hips.

He thrust with an agonizingly slow, deep, and grinding rhythm, bottoming out completely to rub his pubic bone hard against her hyper-sensitive clitoris, rotating his hips at the deepest point to spread her walls from the inside.

His calculation worked better than he could have ever imagined.

The moment Rosalind felt the deliberate, incredibly intense internal friction, her eyes rolled back into her head.

Experiencing how beautifully her body reacted to his unhurried pacing, her competitive nature subtly twisted into a carnal desire to match him.

She wanted to give him that exact same mind-melting feeling.

Forgoing her usual stance of just demanding satisfaction, she actively hooked her long legs tightly around his waist, tilting her pelvis upward to help him sink even deeper into her.

They continued kissing deeply, their saliva mixing as Azriel maintained his heavy, rhythmic thrusts.

The bedroom fell silent save for the loud, rhythmic clapping of their wet skin and the slick, messy sounds of his cock sliding in and out of her dripping channel.

[LIVE CHAT]

[Frost_Queen_Elsa] (Cyan): The hip rotation at the base?!

Look at her locking her legs around his waist! She’s chasing it, girls!

[Iron_Blood_Asura] (White): Wooow...She completely abandoned her matriarchal posture. Her body is actively cooperating to maximize his depth.

[God_Slayer_Klara] (Red): The rhythm is superb.

[Sadistic69] (Red): The squelching is getting ridiculously loud lmao. They are absolutely soaking those silk sheets.

Their hands roamed frantically over each other’s bodies, craving the raw skin-to-skin intimacy.

Azriel reached down between their chests, his large, calloused hands heavily gripping and squeezing her plush breasts, using his thumbs to twist her swollen pink nipples in perfect sync with his strokes.

The overwhelming combination of his thick size stretching her out and his hands ruthlessly working her chest finally broke her restraint.

She tore her mouth away from his, her head tossing wildly on the white pillows.

"Ohhhhhh... Azriel, faster! Please, slam into me!" she begged, her voice completely breathy and desperate.

Azriel smirked, his violet eyes flashing in the dim light.

He immediately picked up the pace, his lower body hitting hers with a rapid, thudding force, but he strictly kept the rhythm flawless, driving his full length inside her over and over again without letting up.

The sheer friction caused her juices to foam, a loud, squelching sound echoing through the room.

It didn’t take long for the dual-tempered endurance of their bodies to hit the boiling point. Rosalind’s inner walls began to clamp down around him in tight, violent spasms, her toes curling straight out.

"I’m coming... Azriel, I’m coming right now!" she screamed, her pussy pulsing ruthlessly around his shaft.

"Come with me, Rose!" Azriel growled, his own limits snapping as the suffocating tightness of her climax gripped him.

With three final, deep, and frantic thrusts, they hit the peak together.

Rosalind arched off the bed, a heavy squirt of her release hitting his thighs just as Azriel let out a deep, primal roar, his hips locking hard against hers as he violently pumped a thick, searing hot torrent of cum deep into the absolute depths of her womb.

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