Supreme Spouse System.-Chapter 80: The Priestess [Part – 3] [R-18]

The Priestess [Part – 3]

Leon unbuckled his trousers and allowed them to fall to the ground, his dick springing forth—thick, hungry, and yearning for the untried woman that stretched out before him.

Cynthia’s breath caught, her wide eyes betraying wonder and nerves. He saw it. The corner of his mouth twitched in satisfaction. That expression on her face—it was addictive. Nothing fueled a man’s ego better than raw, unfiltered desire.

Without ever breaking eye contact, he stepped onto the bed, standing between her shaking thighs.

Cynthia, torn between excitement and shame, automatically raised her hands to her face, peeking through her fingers like a shy maiden. Her cheeks flushed with warmth as her eyes dropped—unable to help but take in the view of his stiff length, so near, so real.

Her heartbeat resonated loudly within her chest, every beat reminding her that she was about to surrender herself to him, something both exhilarating and frightening. The prospect of losing her virginity to Leon made her blush with bashfulness, her body shivering with anticipation.

Leon saw it her shyness—her vulnerability—the tension in her limbs, the shiver of anticipation in her breath. But it only made him harder. That innocence, that surrender. it was fucking intoxicating.

He reached down, holding his cock and rubbing it slowly against her soft, swollen pink lips. Her folds were already wet, and he groaned softly at the feeling.

"Don’t look away," he whispered, his voice low and coarse with desire. "Watch. feel it. This is the moment we become one."

"I-I. I’m too ashamed," Cynthia whispered, her voice shaking as her eyes closed tightly, her heart pounding in her chest. Her body shook under him, too overwhelmed by the exposure of the moment. "You can do it like this. I c-can’t look."

Every slow stroke of Leon’s dick over her fragile folds sent a burst of pleasure through her. The feelings overpowered her, intensifying her shyness with each breath, making it more difficult to concentrate as her body reacted to him in ways she hadn’t dreamt.

Leon couldn’t stifle the small, knowing smile that pulled at his lips. Her honesty, her vulnerability, only served to make him more hungry for her. Leaning in, he whispered in her ear, his voice soft but teasing, "Then just feel every moment, baby. Every inch, every second of this."

With slow purpose, Leon moved his hips, angling his dick against her opening, parting her soft folds a little as he teased her slowly—just enough to get her to feel him, but not enough to penetrate.

His pre-cum and Cynthia’s love juices combined, creating a dirty mess that slicked their skins. Cynthia believes that at any second, Leon’s dick would enter her pussy

Her body trembled every time the bulging head of his dick nudged gently into her opening, teasing her just hard enough to make a harsh gasp catch on her lips. Her breath caught, and with a voice shaking with raw hunger, she whispered, "I want it inside. I want your dick. I need it.

Leon leaned in further, softly tugging her shaking hands from her face. He gave her a soft, lingering kiss on the lips—warm and reassuring—and slowly, slowly drew back far enough to catch her eyes.

His golden eyes were filled with a gentleness that caused her heart to flutter. he whispered in voice so full of softness, "I’ll be gentle... I want it to be perfect, unforgettable—for you, my priestess."

The gentleness in his tone made her cheeks flush. Flames spread through her body, and while her lips parted, nothing emerged—just a shy, silent nod as her heart beat loud and fa

With tender care, he brought the tip of his hardness to her entrance, the fire between them igniting as their bodies came together. He stopped, tracing a thumb over her cheek, bringing both of them back to the moment.

"I’m going in," he whispered against her lips, his voice low and smooth. Then, he begins to push slowly into her and while looked at apprehensive Cynthia.

"Don’t be nervous, I am here."

Cynthia nodded, attempting to steady her body as well as excited and nervous heart.

Leon then brought his head near hers as he spoke.

"Just concentrate on me"

He then sealed her mouth with his own once more—slow and deep—as he started to thrust more forward, slowly, allowing her to feel every inch of him, every feeling carried in that one, intimate touch.

Cynthia closed her eyes and savored Leon’s kiss as she felt his dick slowly penetrate her pussy. The sensation of him slowly opening her insides’ wall was amazing and unforgettably enjoyable.

She didn’t want to break the kiss, so in between every kiss, she conveyed her joy to Leon. I’m all yours now. I-I-I love you. So much!

Leon continued to move slowly and ruptured her hymen as softly as he could while answering in between kisses. ’I love you too, my dear. You are mine now, and so it shall be forever.’

"AHH!!" Just the sensation of Leon’s dick slowly slipping into her pussy caused Cynthia to desire to cum. Nevertheless, she groaned even louder as she felt him withdraw and penetrate into her.

Her pussy closed in on Leon’s dick, so he retreated and trusted again into her, deeper and harder with every pass, opening up her inner walls that contracted again to close tighter around his dick.

"Mm. It’s so nice and tight inside you, my dear." Leon also didn’t suppress his moan as he continues to thrust his dick inside Cynthia’s tight pussy

Cynthia’s moan changed from muffled to loud as Leon kissed her and devastated her pussy. There were so much pleasures that Cynthia’s mind began to blank out.

"Mmmnngghnn~ Mmmnngghnn~ Mmmnngghnn~"

Leon picked up the pace of his thrusts within her, Cynthia was getting nearer and nearer to her breaking point, and naturally, she didn’t wish for her pleasure to be over so soon.

"Lo-Lord. My love. Please. Mmmm. Slower. Ahhh. I will come if you keep so." Cynthia struggled to utter disjointed words between her moan and Leon’s thrusts, which caused her body to shake.

"You may come, sweetheart, don’t hold back." Cynthia’s body was pulled by Leon, and he knelt on the bed. Her legs wrapped around his waist, thereby forming a lotus sex position.

Cynthia began to use Leon’s shoulders and legs as a prop to slide her ass up and down.

He also assisted her in moving by lifting her around the waist and then placing her down on his dick in a very pleasurable motion for both of them, so he could move deep inside her.

Pah –! Pah –! Pah –! Pah –! Pah –!

The sensual noise of Cynthia’s ass slapping against Leon’s pelvis made everyone hornier and hornier.

"I feel it. I. I’m coming. Mmmmm. It’s. Ahhhhhhh. So good. Mmmm. My love. I’m coming on your dick!" Cynthia loudly moaned as she started to cum.

Leon firmly held her by the waist against his pelvis while his dick was deep inside her and began to shot his cum inside her pussy

Cynthia rolled her eyes as she could feel the cum of Leon flowing inside her. She hugged him with the little energy remaining in her body and began aggressively kiss her.

Cynthia’s lips were paused on Leon’s for almost one minute; her thoughts going drift in riptides of raw ecstasy. She shook and lingered after even the kiss faded, and was in her thoughts a blur—not a real or tangible sensation. It took several minutes merely for her to start putting herself together again.

Leon moved slowly; his touch as gentle as it was powerful. He placed her on the soft bed, handling her like she was something delicate—fragile but cherished. As he pulled out his cock slipped out of her, his cum and her love juices started to drip out of her pussy.

The fluid was slightly pink due to Cynthia’s blood. It testified to the depth of their union—her virginity, and the passion with which they both had enjoyed.

They did not speak.

Their labored breathing alone filled the space between them, gentle and hypnotic, harmonizing like their hearts had.

The room was silent, moonlight pouring in through the window and gilding their sweat-drenched skin in silver. The smell of sex and heat lingered in the air, and their bodies still entwined in the aftermath.

Leon stretched out next to her, his arm going out of habit and encircling her waist. Cynthia slipped into his arms without question, allowing his heat to envelop her like a protection from the world. His heartbeat thrummed beneath her cheek, solid and comforting.

As she burrowed deeper into the bend of his arm, her fingers following the curve of his chest, her mind began to clear.

Her eyes half-closed, her legs still pulsing, her lips throbbing from his kisses. There was tenderness, yes—but it was sweet. Like the pain left by something lovely. Fulfillment. Trust. Safety.

"So, this is what it feels like," she thought, eyes half-shut. "To give yourself to someone you love—not merely your body, but your soul and heart also. To be taken, completely and gently, and still feel that you are pieced together." She thinks in heart.

Leon looked down at her, his golden eyes softer than she’d ever seen. He brushed her hair from her face, his fingers grazing her cheek. She’s mine, he thought. All of her. And I’ll never let her go.

He pressed a kiss to her forehead—light, reverent—and felt her relax even more against him.

Neither of them needed words now.

Cynthia closed her eyes, allowing his touch to warm her. For the first time, she was exposed and yet safe, as if she had given him everything, but in his arms, she felt totally guarded. She knew she belonged to him, and how he cradled her indicated he knew what that meant.

Enfolded in his arms, fatigue from her first intimate experience swept over her like a soft wave. Her body was heavy and weary, her mind muddled with warmth and contentment. As sleep started to claim her, her heart overflowed with a feeling of tranquil contentment, the security of his arms calming her into serene sleep, where nothing else existed.