My Harem of Dangerous and Crazy Women as a Reincarnated Necromancer-Chapter 42: A Little Pleasurable Bite (R-18)

Mark already had his cock completely hard and rigid when she brushed her soaking entrance against the tip for the third time.

The heat coming from her pussy was intense, almost burning against his sensitive glans.

The warm wetness coated the head and began sliding in thin streams down the sides of the shaft, reaching the base and soaking his balls.

She placed her open hands on his chest, fingers spread wide for good support, and leaned forward until her breasts brushed against his torso.

Then, inch by inch, the inner walls wrapped around him—at first very tight around the glans, then gradually yielding as her pussy opened to let him slide deeper.

Every deep breath she took made the walls expand slightly and then close again around him.When the tip reached the bottom, pressing against that firm, deep spot inside, she paused.

Her insides surrounded him completely; soft but firm pressure at the base, and a faint, rhythmic pulsing that matched the rapid beating of her heart.

Mark felt his cock swell a little more inside that hot, wet space.

"Mmm...," she whispered right against his ear, voice low and husky. "I feel you stretching me... you’re reaching all the way to the bottom..."

Mark’s cock throbbed hard once, twice, in response. She let out a soft giggle that vibrated against his neck.

"I want to feel your cock pulsing inside me."She started to move.

Rose slowly, letting the inner walls slide along the entire shaft, brushing every swollen vein with her slippery wetness.

She almost pulled the tip out, leaving only the head inside, and the contrast of cool air against the hot moisture made Mark gasp.

Then she sank down again, this time a little faster; Mark’s thick cock plunged fully inside once more, the tip hitting bottom with a small, dull thud she felt low in her belly.

Her ass cheeks slapped against his thighs, producing a wet, sticky sound.

She repeated the motion several times, barely varying the speed. Each upward slide made her pussy contract slightly, as if reluctant to let him go completely.

Each deep descent forced a hot spurt of her juices out, running down Mark’s balls and dripping lower.

The sound grew louder—a constant wet plap plap—mixed only with their ragged breathing.

"Do you like how I squeeze you?" she asked. "I feel the tip of your cock pressing right where it feels best... it makes me clench without trying."

Mark growled low and his hands moved to her hips, fingers digging into the soft, warm flesh.

He helped guide her a little, thrusting upward as she came down.

The friction changed—now the tip rubbed harder against that inner spot every time he bottomed out.

Her legs began to tremble, thighs tensing around his hips.

She shifted her angle slightly, tilting her pelvis forward. Her swollen clit started rubbing directly against the base of Mark’s cock and against his pelvis with every downward motion.

The direct contact made her gasp louder. Her pussy clenched harder around him, inner walls gripping and releasing in quick waves.

"Yes... right there," she gasped against his jaw, voice breaking. "Your cock rubs me perfectly... I’m gonna lose it if you keep hitting so deep."

Mark felt the pleasure climbing up his spine and his cock swelled even more inside her, the prominent veins throbbing against her wet walls.

Every upward thrust pressed the tip hard against the back, and every contraction from her milked him.

"I’m close... so close," he growled, voice strained, feeling the muscles in his abdomen tighten.

She smiled against his neck and sped up just a little. She came down harder now, making her ass slap against him with fast, wet sounds.

Her juices flowed uncontrollably, soaking both their thighs and the base of his cock.

"Are you gonna come already?" she whispered, playful but voice broken by pleasure. "Do it... come inside... I want to feel my insides get hot with your seed."

Mark couldn’t hold back anymore. With a deep, rough growl he came.

The first spurt shot out hard, hot and thick, straight against the back of her womb.

She moaned loudly as the sudden heat made her contract violently around him.

Second spurt, third, fourth... each pulse sent more hot cum flooding inside, building pressure against the walls and starting to overflow at the sides.

Her pussy milked every spurt, squeezing rhythmically from base to tip, drawing out every last drop while she trembled on top of him.

Her own orgasm hit almost at the same time. Her walls spasmed in intense, rapid contractions, gripping so tight that Mark gasped while still ejaculating.

She moaned against his neck, nails digging into his shoulders, body arching as the spasms ran through her from head to toe.

When the last spurts finished, she collapsed fully onto him.

Her pussy still pulsed around Mark’s cock, soft residual contractions keeping him sensitive inside.

The hot cum began to leak out slowly, sliding down Mark’s balls and along her spread thighs.

"You’re still hard... and I can feel it throbbing... I love when it stays like this after you come."

Mark let out a long sigh, hands still on her hips, feeling his cock give small residual twitches inside the pussy enveloping him.

Her body rested heavy on him, warm and relaxed, and neither of them was in a hurry to move... or so Mark thought.

The woman stayed motionless on top of him, her breathing still ragged, her chest rising and falling against his.

Mark closed his eyes, savoring the peaceful post-orgasm moment.

’That was... intense.’

’Definitely didn’t expect my morning to start like this.’

He felt her shift slightly, adjusting her position on him.

Her short black hair tickled his neck, and Mark could feel her warm breath against his skin.

"Thanks," she murmured softly, almost purring.

"That was... incredible." Mark smiled faintly.

"Yeah, it was..." She snuggled closer, face buried in the crook of his neck.

Mark could feel her lips brushing lightly against his skin as she breathed.

’This is... nice.’

But then something changed.

Her breathing grew deeper.

Slower.

Mark frowned slightly, feeling her inhale deeply against his shoulder, as if she were... smelling something.

’What is she doing?’

And then he felt it.

A sharp, piercing pain in his shoulder.

"Fuck!"

Mark yelled, eyes snapping open as he felt the woman’s fangs sink deep into his flesh.