The World Is Mine For The Taking-Chapter 665 - 102.5 - Rose’s Sweet Side (3)

Leon continued to fuck me in the missionary position, his body pressed firmly against mine, every deep thrust making my back arch into the mattress. The heat radiating between us was suffocatingly intense, his hips slapping into mine with each powerful movement.

My moans poured from my lips—soft at first, then louder, more uncontrolled—as the pleasure steadily consumed me. Every nerve felt lit up and every inch of my skin tingling from his touch.

"There...! Ahnnn~! Ahhh, hiii~! I'm gonna...~"

That unmistakable build-up came crashing into me and my body tensed, and my legs curled around his waist. My breath caught in my throat as the climax surged forward, and I couldn't stop it. I shattered beneath him, trembling violently as I came hard.

Leon grunted above me, his hips bucking a final time before he yanked his cock out. A second later, thick, hot streams of sperm splattered all across my stomach. It was warm and heavy, shooting out with such force that I gasped. The sensation of his sticky, rich cum hitting and marking my bare skin made my head spin and my thighs squeeze together instinctively.

"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn~!!"

A soft, quivering orgasm fluttered through me in the aftermath, my body twitching slightly. Still panting, my chest rising and falling in rapid rhythm, I reached down with trembling fingers and scooped up a generous glob of his thick semen. It clung to my fingertips like syrup, stretching in thin, sticky threads as I spread them apart slowly.

"Huff... Ha... Haaa..."

With a flushed face and fluttering breath, I let my tongue slide out. I dragged it along my cum-coated fingers, tasting him deeply. The viscosity made it coat my tongue thickly, almost resisting the pull of gravity as it lingered in my mouth. I struggled a bit to swallow—it was that thick—but after a few gulps, I forced it down.

Then I looked at him, locking eyes, trying to appear seductive with lips parted, tongue teasingly resting against them. And when I did, his cock gave an eager twitch, and a fresh stream of precum began oozing out, glistening along the tip.

Despite myself, a smug little smirk tugged at my lips.

***

Leon's POV

I didn't know why, but something about seeing Rose act this way—so messy, so teasing, so hungry—was beyond adorable. It tugged at something deep inside me. She was unbelievably cute right now. This same woman who used to carry herself with such terrifying authority back in the academy, now lay beneath me, completely undone. She was moaning, whimpering, begging for more of my cock like it was the only thing that mattered to her.

She was pushing my limits in the most dangerous, erotic way—but I didn't care. At this moment, there was only one thing I wanted. And it was to keep fucking her.

I shifted her to the side, lifting one of her long legs and resting it on my shoulder. Her skin felt warm and soft against me. In this new position, I drove deeper inside her with ease. She gasped, and her head tilted back, eyes half-lidded in bliss.

"Huff... huff... haaa... nnn, ahhhhnnn, ahhh... huff..."

My cock was sliding in and out of her soaking pussy with smooth, wet friction. Each time I thrust forward, I felt her cervix twitch, her inner walls tightening to squeeze around me like she never wanted to let go. When I pulled out slightly, her juices followed, slick and dripping, coating my shaft in a glistening sheen.

I kept going, hips slamming against her over and over. The wet sounds of skin smacking and the obscene squelch of her pussy echoed off the room's walls like a filthy rhythm.

"Hfff! Hff! Huff! Nnnnhaaaaah! Nnn! Oh gods~! Ahhhhh, ahhhhh, nnnnnnnnnn...! Fuck! It feels good! Ah, ahhhhh! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! AHnnnnnn! AhnnN! You'll... make me cumm...!! I think... I'm gonna cum...~!"

Her voice broke apart as she trembled violently. I kept thrusting, faster and rougher, watching her body react to every stroke. She was melting. She was completely consumed by the pleasure, spasming beneath me with wide eyes and flushed cheeks. My cock kissed her cervix again and again, sending jolts of pressure and heat through both of us.

"S-Squirt your... semen inside me...~! Leonnnnn!"

That permission was all I needed. My hips moved on instinct now, driving into her as I felt my climax coil tightly inside me, ready to explode.

"Here it comes… I'm gonna shoot my load inside you, Rose!" I groaned with gritted teeth, breath ragged.

"Nnnnn~!"

Her mouth clamped shut as she squeezed her eyes closed, bracing herself—and then I came, hard. My semen exploded into her in thick, heavy spurts, filling her tight pussy to the brim.

"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!!"

She muffled her cries into the pillow, her body convulsing as my load flooded her womb. Her pussy clenched down on me with intense pressure, milking me for everything I had. And there was so much that the excess began to seep out of her, trickling between her folds.

Afterward, we both started panting, breathless, bodies drenched in sweat. She trembled like a deer caught in headlights, twitching as the aftershocks of orgasm still rippled through her. I slowly pulled my cock out of her pussy with a wet pop.

"Nnn..."

And then—

Gloop...

The obscene sound of my cum leaking out of her filled the silent space, dripping onto the sheets below, thick and slow.

Now, she was staring at me—her eyes half-lidded, lips slightly parted, skin flushed with the afterglow of what we'd just done. There was an unmistakable sensuality in her gaze, deeper than anything I'd ever seen from her before. Her body glistened, slick with sweat and my semen, her every breath slow and shaky. She looked more seductive than ever—like a goddess basking in the chaos we'd made.

That day… I didn't think and I didn't hesitate at all. I simply gave in to my instincts and let them consume me. I came inside her—again and again and again and again and again—losing count of how many times I emptied myself into her until I was drained.

I smeared her skin with nothing but thick streaks of my semen, covering her entirely. Her stomach, her thighs, her breasts... every part of her bore the marks of our sex, and I continued until my body refused to move.

I had her wrap her lips around my dick, licking me clean, sucking gently even after I'd finished. Then I flipped her over, laying her flat on her stomach, her body still trembling. I climbed over her, gripping her hips, and pushed into her from behind. I fucked her, feeling her melt beneath me.

She came. Then came again. And again. And again. And again.

Each time her pussy clenched around me, it only spurred me on further, drawing more pleasure, more cum from me until I felt completely spent, like a dishrag wrung out and discarded.

The thick, hot ropes of semen kept flowing from her stretched pussy, leaking and trailing down her inner thighs in slow, sticky streams. Her body was soft now. She was utterly melted, her limbs limp.

***

After everything, we decided to make our way back to Flui Village.

As we approached, Titania was already waiting for us, standing near the open fire pit where everyone seemed to be preparing food. Her arms were tightly folded across her chest, her expression a mix of impatience and curiosity.

"So? Where did the two of you run off to?" she asked, her tone edged with suspicion.

All of them—Alice, Sister Lily, and even the village kids—were gathered around the cooking area outside. From the sizzling sounds and smoky scent in the air, it looked like they were making barbecue.

"We told you we had something to take care of, didn't we?" I replied.

"Yeah, you did say that," she replied, narrowing her eyes slightly. "But then explain this—why the hell is Professor… I mean, Rose… glowing like a walking sun?"

I paused for a beat. Honestly, I didn't really have a proper excuse—other than the obvious one that we fucked like rabbits for hours.

"Well, I suppose it's fine," Titania sighed, placing a hand on her hip. "But couldn't you at least have sent a text if you were gonna be out for so long? I started thinking something bad happened. I mean, sure, you're strong—but that doesn't mean there aren't still unknown dangers out there."

"I know," I admitted with a nod. "Sorry for making you worry."

"In exchange for that," she said, her pout barely hiding the teasing in her tone, "you better love me lots today."

"Yeah," I replied, smiling faintly. "Of course."

While I was mid-conversation with her, I suddenly felt that distinct prickling sensation that comes when someone's eyes are boring into you. I turned my head without thinking.

Sister Lily was watching me. Her gaze was quiet, unreadable, but the moment our eyes met, she quickly looked away, almost too quickly, like she'd been caught doing something she wasn't supposed to.

I tilted my head a little, curious. What was that all about?

Then, as if on cue, I felt it again. But this one was another gaze. This one... was stronger.

I turned and found Alice.

She was staring at me from a distance, her eyes locked onto mine. But unlike Sister Lily, she didn't flinch. She didn't avert her gaze. She just... stared.

It felt like we were locked in a silent staring contest. But her eyes weren't blank or indifferent. No. There was a sadness there. A quiet kind of ache. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Come to think of it... she'd had that same expression since I first arrived here.