The Villainess Wants To Retire-Chapter 358: Knot r18

The thought ignited something primal.

Soren began moving faster again, hips snapping forward with relentless urgency, his thick shaft pistoning in and out of her dripping cunt.

He thrust deep and hard, bottoming out each time, the head of his cock kissing her cervix with a jolt that made her body arch beneath him.

Eris’s moans turned to cries, her pussy spasming around him as she squirted, hot jets of cum soaking his length, splashing against his abdomen and the sheets.

But he didn’t stop. His pace became brutal, unforgiving, fucking her through her release with savage strokes, his balls slapping wetly against her ass, the room echoing with the filthy sounds of skin on skin and her desperate whimpers.

Eris was barely present, her mind fracturing under the onslaught, body limp and trembling as she took the brutal pounding.

Her walls fluttered wildly, clenching and releasing around his invading cock, but Soren was lost to it now, driven by an urge that clawed at his insides.

As he neared his peak, a sudden, overwhelming instinct surged through him: the need to sink his teeth into her flesh, to mark her in the most primal way.

He did it.

Leaning down, he buried his face in the curve of her neck and bit, teeth piercing her skin with unexpected sharpness, drawing a hot rush of blood that welled against his lips.

Sharper than human teeth should be, but in the haze, he didn’t question it. The metallic tang exploded on his tongue as he licked the wound clean, sucking greedily at the puncture marks while his hips never faltered.

A zap of lightning shot through him, electric, invigorating, making his hunger grow stronger, fiercer.

He continued thrusting, harder through his own building orgasm, cock slamming into her sopping pussy with punishing force.

Eris felt it then, him growing bigger inside her, swelling thicker, stretching her more than before, filling her completely until she thought she might split apart.

Her walls strained around the increased girth, every ridge and vein pressing against her sensitive nerves, the friction turning unbearable.

Soren’s release hit like a flood, he buried himself to the root with a guttural roar, cum erupting in thick, hot ropes that painted her insides, overflowing her stuffed cunt to leak down her thighs in sticky rivulets.

But the pleasure didn’t crest and fade. A second wave built instantly, both of them caught in it, Eris’s body convulsing again, squirting around his throbbing length as her orgasm ripped through her, walls milking him desperately.

Soren came harder this time, grinding deep as he filled her anew, the sensation overwhelming, intense, their shared climax blending into a haze of raw ecstasy.

Then...

He felt it happen before he understood: the base of his cock swelling suddenly, ballooning thick and unyielding inside her.

It locked them together, his shaft buried deep, unable to pull out even an inch. Eris gasped beneath him, her pussy stretched taut around the knot, clenching helplessly as wave after wave of his cum poured nonstop, hot pulses flooding her womb, seeping out around the seal where they were joined. She felt every twitch, every spurt, her body overflowing with him.

In her haze, Eris’s mind flickered to the potion she’d taken that morning to prevent conception. How naïve, she thought dimly, to think I’d only need it once.

But now, locked together, filled to bursting, the worry dissolved into the overwhelming sensation of being claimed so completely.

Soren tried to pull out once the aftershocks began to fade, instinct urging him to give her space. But he wouldn’t budge.

Something held firm, his cock swollen and trapped inside her slick heat. He shifted experimentally, drawing a whimper from Eris as the movement tugged at her sensitive walls.

"Uhm," he said, voice awkward and rough, still buried balls-deep. "I think it got stuck."

Eris stared up at him, golden eyes wide with disbelief. "Huh???"

"It’s probably temporary," he assured her, though a faint flush colored his cheeks. "It happened on our wedding night too, remember?"

She blinked, processing. "...What?"

Soren realized then, wincing slightly. "Oh. Right. You fell asleep."

A pause stretched between them, thick with the absurdity of it all, their bodies locked in the most intimate way, his cum still trickling out around the knot. Eris’s pussy clenched involuntarily again, sending a fresh spark through them both.

"Don’t worry," Soren murmured, leaning down to kiss her softly, lips brushing hers in tender contrast to the brutal fucking moments before. "It’ll go down eventually."

To distract her, and himself, from the awkwardness, he shifted his weight carefully, keeping them joined as he trailed kisses down her jaw, her neck, avoiding the fresh bite mark that still oozed a faint trickle of blood that he refused to heal with his saliva.

His hands played with her body, fingers tracing the curve of her breasts, thumbs circling her nipples until they hardened into peaks.

He sucked one into his mouth, tongue swirling around the sensitive bud, teeth grazing just enough to make her gasp.

Lower, his free hand dipped between them, rubbing slow circles around her clit, the stimulation gentle but insistent, building a slow burn even as they remained locked.

Eris moaned softly, her body responding despite the exhaustion, her pussy fluttering around his stuck cock.

The fullness was overwhelming, his swollen base pressing against her sweet-spot, every tiny shift sending jolts through her.

Soren continued his ministrations, caressing her thighs, her hips, whispering filthy praises against her skin: "You feel so good like this, stretched around me, full of my cum."

He rubbed her clit with expert precision, dipping lower to gather their mixed fluids and smear them over her folds, making her slicker, needier.

The knot held for what felt like an eternity, his cock twitching inside her, occasional spurts of cum still leaking as if his body refused to stop claiming her.

Eris came again like that, a smaller but intense orgasm that had her walls spasming around the knot, milking him dry until he groaned and spilled one final time.

The overstimulation bordered on pain, but the pleasure outweighed it, leaving them both trembling.

Eventually, as the swelling began to subside, exhaustion claimed them.

Soren wrapped his arms around her fully, pulling her close, their bodies still intimately joined, his cock softening but not yet free, a final dribble of cum escaping as they drifted.

They fell asleep like that: locked together, exhausted, sated, the chamber filled with the scent of sex and magic and something deeper, unspoken.

In the quiet, Soren’s last thought before sleep was a vow: I love her. And I’ll never let her go.