The System Sent Me to Breed an All-Female Amazon Tribe

Chapter 449: It was Indeed a Wonderful Night

The moment he bottomed out, Marina’s entire body convulsed violently.

A powerful orgasm ripped through her without warning, her inner muscles clamping down around him in rhythmic spasms as waves of intense pleasure overwhelmed her senses.

She lost her balance momentarily, her toned warrior’s frame trembling uncontrollably atop him.

For Benjamin, the experience was nothing short of exquisite torment—a tightness that was so overwhelming.

She was a battle-hardened Amazon, her body honed by centuries of combat and discipline, and despite losing her virginity only the day prior, her vagina remained almost impossibly snug, gripping him like a velvet vice that threatened to pull him under with every involuntary flutter.

The intense heat and grip of Marina’s inner walls enveloped Benjamin completely, her powerful body still trembling from the force of her sudden climax.

Every few moments, her toned pussy would contract sharply around his throbbing length, squeezing with such rhythmic intensity that it bordered on painful.

The pressure was exquisite and overwhelming all at once, like a fist of wet silk tightening unpredictably, sending sparks of mixed sensation shooting up his spine.

Benjamin’s own release hit him like a crashing wave. He groaned deeply, hips jerking upward as thick, hot pulses of cum flooded deep into her welcoming depths.

Excess semen spilled out around their joined bodies in warm, sticky rivulets, coating her thighs and dripping onto the already soaked sheets beneath them.

The lewd sounds of their combined fluids mingled with their heavy breathing, filling the dimly lit room with raw evidence of their passion.

"Marina...?" Benjamin called out softly after several long seconds passed without any movement from her.

Concern laced his voice as he noticed how still she had become, her body slumped heavily against his chest. "Marina, are you alright?"

But no response came. Her breathing remained steady but deep, almost as if she had drifted into unconsciousness.

He tried again, his tone growing more worried. "Marina? Hey, talk to me..."

Still nothing. Only the faint, rhythmic rise and fall of her breasts against him answered.

Alarmed now, Benjamin reached up and gently shook her shoulders. "Marina, wake up! Come on—"

Suddenly, her head lifted from his chest. Her emerald eyes were glassy and unfocused, blinking slowly as confusion clouded her flushed features.

A small trail of drool had escaped the corner of her mouth during her brief lapse.

"Ah... I passed out," she informed him matter-of-factly, her voice still husky and dazed, as though she were returning from a faraway place.

"P-Passed out?! From just one penetration?!" Benjamin asked, his eyes widening in genuine shock. The words tumbled out before he could temper them, surprise clear in every syllable.

He was about to suggest that perhaps they had done enough for one day, that they should rest and recover, when Marina’s expression shifted.

A fresh, manic hunger ignited in her gaze.

Without giving him any chance to protest, she planted her hands firmly on his chest for leverage and began raising and lowering her hips with renewed, frantic energy.

The wet slap of skin meeting skin echoed loudly as she rode him wildly, her powerful thighs flexing with each forceful descent.

Benjamin clicked his tongue in response, refusing to be completely outdone.

He planted his feet against the mattress and thrust upward to meet her movements, driving himself even deeper with each collision.

The added power made her cry out sharply, her body jolting from the intensified penetration.

Her full, heavy breasts bounced lewdly with every wild motion, the soft, rounded flesh jiggling hypnotically in the dim twilight filtering through the windows.

Her moans grew louder and more shameless, carrying far beyond the walls of her European-style cottage and out into the surrounding residences.

The erotic sounds echoed through the ancient trees, alerting every woman within earshot that something intensely passionate was unfolding in the usually stoic Marina’s private quarters.

"That warm feeling!" Marina gasped, leaning forward to cradle Benjamin’s cheek in one trembling hand.

Her dark eyes softened with raw vulnerability even as her hips continued their relentless rhythm. "I want that warm semen again, Benjamin! Breed me, please!! Fill me until I cannot hold any more!"

"As you wish, Mari!" he replied with a breathless grin, unable to resist the playful nickname even in the heat of the moment.

"I said do not call me that!" she protested between moans, though the complaint lacked any real heat and only seemed to spur her on further.

They continued like this for hours, losing track of time as the night deepened around them.

The never-ending sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, mingled with Marina’s increasingly desperate and shameless moans, kept the other women in nearby treehouses wide awake and aroused.

Many found their hands slipping between their own thighs, fingers moving in time with the distant rhythm, completely unable to find peace.

Some whispered in disbelief among themselves, wondering if the stoic, disciplined Marina they knew could truly be the source of such unrestrained, erotic demands.

The next day dawned with golden light spilling across the room, but the duo showed no signs of stopping.

Benjamin had positioned himself behind her now, gripping her strong hips as he thrust into her from behind with relentless stamina.

The entire bed was soaked through with countless releases, the sheets clinging wetly to their bodies.

Marina’s pussy continued to squeeze around him rhythmically, still contracting with enough force at times to send sharp, pleasurable jolts through both of them.

With one final, powerful series of thrusts, Benjamin pressed their bodies tightly together.

Marina’s inner walls fluttered wildly around him as they climaxed together for what felt like the hundredth time.

Thick streams of cum overflowed from her once more, dripping steadily onto the ruined bedding.

Exhausted, they collapsed together in a tangled heap, chests heaving with labored breaths.

"That was... crazy..." Benjamin murmured, reaching out to interlock his fingers with hers.

Warm cum continued to drip slowly from her well-used pussy, evidence of their marathon session.

"Indeed..." Marina nodded weakly, her voice hoarse but satisfied. "Sex far exceeded my expectations. I will be seeing much more of you from now on, I suppose. And thank you... for your understanding. It was... a wonderful night."

***

Benjamin eventually sat up in the bed, his back resting against the headboard as he stared thoughtfully at the woman lying beside him.

His mind wandered back over the events that had led them here.

[It wasn’t supposed to go this way... I wasn’t even supposed to sleep with her. To be honest, I didn’t romantically like her at first. It just got on my nerves—maybe due to my own arrogance—that she was the only one in Verdant Spire who seemed to be on such bad terms with me.]

He glanced down at Marina’s peaceful, flushed face, her breathing finally slowing into a more restful rhythm.

[But yesterday... I used Soul Link on my bond with her, with Sys’s help, and I saw fragments of her past. When it comes to pain and suffering, I have experienced way more than she ever did. I was lonelier than she ever was... And that is exactly why I could not let her remain alone with those wounds.]

A soft, rueful smile touched his lips.

[I know it is naive, but I am beginning to think there might be no truly "bad" people in the world. Maybe everyone has that one painful thing—or a series of unbelievable circumstances—that shaped them into who they are. Who knows, I might have murdered my relatives for abandoning me as a kid... Nevertheless; I did not expect things to turn out like this, but... I am very interested and in love with Marina now. And I want her, along with all my other lovers, to live a life free from pain, suffering, and isolation.]