Chapter 597: The Goddess Claims (r-18)

Phei shifted his grip—big hands sliding deeper under the high, round swell of her ass, palms cupping the full, firm hemispheres completely.

His fingers spread wide, sinking into the plush, yielding flesh until it dimpled between them, lifting her just enough to reposition her long, slim thighs draped over the tops of his own, knees bent, calves hanging loose behind him.

The new angle opened her obscenely wide,

pinning

her flush against his chest so every brutal inch of him stayed buried to the root, her dripping cunt stretched obscenely around the thick base.

Her perfect tits flattened against his pecs stiff, dark-rose nipples scraping raw, delicious friction across his skin with every heaving breath while her back stayed

locked

in that lethal goddess arch, ass lifted high and proud, cheeks spread naturally by his iron hold.

Midnight hair spilled wild across his shoulders; her arms wrapped tight around his neck in desperate affection, her slender fingers knotting in his hair at the nape while her other hand clutched the small of his back like she was anchoring herself to the only mortal who could ever make a goddess feel this alive, this owned, this

loved

.

He held her suspended like that—impaled to the hilt on all twelve thick, veined inches—and began to thrust.

Not gentle but

deep, brutal, savage thrusts

yet

worshipful.

Each upward slam drove his cock to the absolute root—flared crown battering her cervix with a wet, meaty thump that jolted her entire divine body forward. From behind—between the powerful spread of his thighs and below the bouncing curve of her ass—the view was pure, unrelenting and mixed with reverent beauty.

Her puffy outer lips stretched razor-thin and bone-white around his glowing girth on every out-stroke, clinging desperately as he pulled back.

The withdrawal dragged her dark-rose inner petals outward in slick, glistening folds—lips flipping and

sucking

wetly along his shaft like they were trying to keep their god inside—before he slammed home again, forcing them to vanish inside her stretched hole with a loud, obscene

schlick-squelch-schlurp.

Thick cream flowed at the seal—milky-white ring bubbling and frothing thicker with every deep hit—splashing out in messy strands that coated his heavy balls and dripped in sticky ropes down his crack and onto the couch below.

Her rigid clit fat, swollen, dark-rose and throbbing helplessly stayed

mashed

flat against his pubic bone, grinding mercilessly with each brutal plunge, the hood pulled back completely to expose the pulsing pearl to raw, relentless friction. Every time his pelvis slammed against it, a fresh tremor ripped through her, cunt spasming hard enough to make more thick cream bubble and overflow around his shaft.

His heavy balls slapped wetly against the underside of her ass—

smack-smack-smack

—splashing fresh juice and cream that ran in glossy rivulets down her crack, coating the tight pink pucker of her asshole in shining glaze before dripping off her bouncing cheeks in long, sticky threads.

He growled low against her throat—ravenous yet tender—lips and teeth attacking every inch he could reach while sucking hard at the pulse point beneath her jaw until fresh rose blooms marked her cream skin, biting the slope of her shoulder just enough to make her arch sharper with a loving cry, dragging

open-mouthed

kisses down the elegant knobs of her spine while he pounded upward without mercy, each thrust a silent vow of eternal possession and adoration.

Her voice poured into his ear—soft, deep, celestial moans that wrapped around his cock like velvet prayer and melted his heart:

"Phei... deeper... gods, yes... fill me... claim every inch of your goddess..." Her breath ghosted hot and loving against his earlobe, voice trembling with divine ecstasy and raw affection—not crude, never slutty, always reverent awe wrapped in shattering, worshipful need.

"Your cock... so perfect... stretching me open... ruining me so beautifully... I love how you feel inside me... more—please—harder—Phei... I’m yours... only yours... forever..."

The sweet, melodic

timbre

—full

of genuine love and celestial surrender—snapped something feral and protective in him.

His

thrusts

turned vicious, hips snapping up with punishing force, cock pistoning in and out in a relentless, brutal rhythm that made her whole body rock helplessly in his grip, tits bouncing wildly against his chest, ass rippling in his palms.

Each savage plunge stretched her cunt wider—lips dragging thin and red on the out-stroke, clinging and fluttering on the in-stroke—veins scraping exquisite fire along her silky ridges, heat blooming outward in pulsing waves that made her walls flutter and spasm with overwhelming pleasure.

Her cum flowed in thicker white and glossy, splashing out around his shaft with every deep hit, dripping in sticky ropes down his balls and pooling beneath them in widening puddles on the leather.

Her ass bounced beautifully in his palms, firm perfect jiggling and rippling with every savage thrust, cheeks spreading wider as he drove upward, the tight pink ring of her asshole winking and glistening with the overflow that coated it in glossy shine.

His thumbs teased the slick edges—light circles around the rim, never breaching—just enough pressure to make her clench harder around his cock, milking him greedily, triggering yet another violent spasm of love and ecstasy.

And then she came in huge eruption with a cry of pleasure.

The first shot erupted on his third savage plunge—hot, forceful, high-pressure arc shooting straight out around his buried cock in a clear, glistening stream. It splashed across his lower abs in messy ribbons, soaked his thighs in warm sheets, sprayed the couch cushions beneath them in wide, wet arcs that darkened the leather instantly.

She cried out—high, resonant, goddess-like—voice trembling with divine ecstasy and aching affection.

"Phei—!

Gods—yes—deeper—

I love you—!"

Phei’s whole boy seized at once at that confession before he executed yet another thrust—harder—balls slapping wetly against her soaked ass like he was prove he was worthy those words—and the second squirt came even stronger.

A violent, pressurized

gush

that shot forward in messy, arcing ropes—splashing his chest, dripping down his ribs in hot rivulets, puddling on the couch in thick, glossy pools.

The sound was a hot

splash-splash-splat

as the clear fluid mixed with her creamy froth and ran in rivers down her inner thighs, coating her tight pink asshole in shining glaze before dripping off her bouncing cheeks.

Her divine pussy

spasmed

hard—walls clamping down like a velvet fist—milking him in violent, rhythmic pulses that made her squirt again on the next plunge but shorter but thicker jets this time, forceful bursts that erupted around his shaft every time he bottomed out, soaking his balls completely, dripping in heavy strands from his sack to the floor below.

"Phei... gods... I’m—again—! For you... only for you..."

Her voice stayed soft, deep, celestial—moaning right into his ear like sacred whisper laced with pure love, fueling the feral yet worshipful rage in his hips.

He growled against her throat—mouth attacking every inch with devoted hunger: sucking hard at the pulse beneath her jaw until fresh blooms marked her skin, biting the slope of her shoulder just enough to make her arch sharper with a loving cry, dragging open-mouthed kisses down the elegant knobs of her spine while he pounded upward without mercy, each brutal thrust a declaration of eternal ownership and adoration.

Each

thrust

dragged her inner walls outward on the pull-back—lips clinging, fluttering, a brief glistening gape forming around his veined girth—before he slammed home again, cervix kissed brutally, clit ground flat, cream frothing thicker, squirt jetting in fresh, hot arcs every thirty seconds like clockwork.

Her ass rippled and jiggled beautifully in his palms—firm hemispheres bouncing with every savage hit, cheeks spreading wider as he drove deep, the tight pink ring of her asshole winking and glistening with the overflow that coated it in glossy shine.

His thumbs teased the slick edges—light circles around the rim—making her clench harder around his cock, milking him greedily with loving spasms, triggering yet another squirt: a long, sustained gush this time that poured out around his shaft in a steady, warm stream, soaking his thighs, balls, and the couch in a widening puddle.

She could only hold on—fingers knotted tight in his hair with desperate affection, other hand clutching his waist like he was her entire universe—body rocking helplessly with each punishing stroke.

Her moans stayed soft, deep, goddess-like—right in his ear—sweet celestial whispers full of love and surrender that snapped his control further:

"Phei... deeper... gods... fill me... claim every inch... I’m yours... yours... I love you... adore you...

ruin

your goddess completely..."

The words poured like honeyed prayer—reverent, shattering, overflowing with genuine affection—pushing him harder, faster, more brutal.

Her cunt

spasmed

again—walls fluttering wildly—another forceful jet erupting around his cock, splashing his abs in hot arcs, dripping in thick rivulets down her crack to coat her asshole completely before puddling beneath them.

She came hard—third time—voice rising to a long, resonant wail that vibrated against his ear like sacred thunder, eyes glassy with love and ecstasy:

"PHEI—!

Gods—yes—! I’m cumming for you—!"

He fucked her through it—deeper, harder—cock slamming home again and again, balls slapping wetly, cream frothing thicker, her pussy gaping and clinging and gushing with every brutal thrust, ass rippling, tits bouncing, squirt jetting in messy, loving arcs.

Because his goddess could take it all.

And he was going to make her squirt until the couch was ruined, her thighs were drenched and shining, her tight asshole glistened with their combined mess, and her celestial voice cracked from moaning his name like the most beautiful, adoring prayer in existence.

"You’re mine too," he growled against her throat between savage thrusts, voice rough with possessive love. "My perfect goddess...

forever."

She shattered again—fourth orgasm ripping through her—squirting violently while sobbing his name with pure, worshipful joy.