Chapter 122: TUNA continue

Chapter 122: TUNA continue Kiran’s eyes, still bright with desire and a hint of her usual wildness, met Eren’s over her shoulder. She was on her hands and knees, her body a beautiful curve, her wet pussy inviting him. A slow, knowing smile spread across her lips. Eren positioned himself behind her, his hard dick pressing against her entrance. He reached out, his hands finding her hips, guiding her subtly. He wanted this to be her pace, her rhythm, at least at first. With a soft sigh, Kiran began to lower herself. Slowly, she guided his thick cock into her. A soft "Ohh..." escaped her lips as he slid inside, the warmth and wetness enveloping him once more. She paused, letting out a drawn-out breath, letting the sensation wash over her. Then, with a gentle shift of her hips, she began to move. It was a slow, steady bounce, her body rising and falling with a deliberate rhythm. "Mmm... that feels... so good," she purred, her voice a low rumble. Eren watched her, feeling the incredible embrace of her pussy, the way she took him in fully with each slow drop. He responded with a soft groan, "Uhh... yes, Kiran... just like that." He kept his hips still, letting her set the pace, enjoying the pure sensation of her riding him. The sloshing sounds of their bodies meeting filled the air, a wet symphony that grew louder with each of her slow, controlled bounces. Her silver-white hair swayed with her movements, a hypnotic curtain around her. He reached out, his hands moving from her hips to tangle in her hair, his fingers gripping the soft strands gently. This allowed him to guide her, to feel the subtle shifts in her body as she moved. "You like this, Veilwalker?" she whispered, her voice laced with amusement as she continued her slow, steady up and down motion. "Feeling me around you... feeling me take you in, all of you." "More than you know," Eren breathed, his voice thick with desire. He began to push up from below, meeting her descent, adding his own power to her movements. Slow, then fast. Now, the rhythm changed. As she bounced down slowly, he met her with a powerful, fast thrust from below. "Thwack... thwack... thwack!" The sounds grew louder, more insistent. His hands tightened in her hair, pulling her head back slightly, allowing him to watch her face as he drove into her. Her moans escalated, becoming sharper, more desperate, mixed with gasps of pleasure. "Ohh... Eren... faster! Yes! Please!" she cried out, her voice rising in pitch, losing its usual controlled purr, becoming raw with need. Her silver-white hair thrashed against the dark pillows, framing her flushed face. He picked up the pace, pushing deeper, harder, his hips slamming against hers. He felt the pure power of their connection, the way their bodies fit perfectly, designed for this wild dance. He plunged into her again and again, his dick finding her deepest point, pushing her against the limits of pleasure. The sound of their bodies slamming together, wet and rhythmic, filled the entire chamber. "You wanted this, Kiran?" he growled, his voice rough with his own building pleasure. "Feel it!" He plunged into her again and again, his hands still gripping her hair, pulling her close, letting her feel every powerful stroke. She cried out, a series of short, sharp moans that were music to his ears. Her body bucked under him, muscles clenching and releasing around his dick. The fluid from her was pouring now, soaking the sheets beneath them, a clear sign of her wild arousal. He could feel it splash against his thighs, hot and slick, making their connection even more primal. Her breathing was coming in short, ragged gasps, her voice a constant stream of pleas and cries. "More... harder... oh, god, Eren... harder!" Her hips moved with a fierce, primal rhythm, meeting every one of his thrusts, begging for more. The sheer intensity of her response fueled his own desire, pushing him closer and closer to the edge. He was lost in the moment, in the raw, uncontrolled act of possession. He felt her inner muscles tighten around his dick, squeezing him with a force that made his own breath catch. He was almost there, pulled to the brink by her overwhelming pleasure. He held her tight, driving into her with one last, powerful series of thrusts, feeling the wave of her climax breaking around him. "Ahhhh!" Kiran screamed, a long, drawn-out cry of pure release, her body shaking violently as she came apart around him. Her back arched, her head thrown back, her hair a wild silver halo. He felt the incredible, milking contractions of her pussy, squeezing every drop of pleasure from him. He groaned, feeling his own release surging through him, hot and powerful. He continued to thrust for a few more moments, burying himself deep inside her as he rode out his own climax. The world narrowed to the sensations of their bodies, the wet sounds, the shared breaths, the lingering tremors of pleasure. Slowly, Eren pulled back his movements, letting the waves of pleasure recede. He kept his dick buried deep inside her, the warmth and wetness still surrounding him. He stayed connected, feeling her soft shudders as she slowly came down from her peak. The air in the chamber felt thick, charged with the lingering scent of their shared passion. Eren’s own breath came in ragged gasps, his vision swimming slightly from the intense pleasure and the dizzying scent. He looked down at Kiran’s face, seeing the pure, open bliss etched there. It was a sight that both fascinated and bothered him, a look into the depth of her unique madness, now softened by fulfillment. This was a side of her he hadn’t known existed, a moment of real openness in her strong energy. The contrast was striking, pulling him in even more. He could feel the connection between them, not just physical, but something deeper, made in the heat of their desires. He continued his fast, demanding pace, pushing her harder, her body responding with gasps and screams. Her hips were a blur beneath him, slamming into his, a raw, primal dance. He was a force of nature, driven by the need to completely overwhelm her, to break down any last wall she might have. The sounds from her were pure agony and ecstasy, a symphony of her breaking limits. "S-s-stop! No! Ahhh! More!" she cried, a mix of pleas and demands. He just growled in response, his own pleasure a rising tide. His dick slipped, a wet, loud "SQUELCH!" as her twisting body lost its hold. Kiran cried out in frustration and a strange delight, her eyes flashing. He pulled back, adjusting, then slammed back in with a powerful "THWACK!" that made the bed rock. "Hold still, Kiran!" Eren ordered, his voice raw, close to snapping. He reached for her, finding her hand. "Give me your hand. Now." Her fingers, still gripping his hair, finally loosened, trembling. He pulled one hand forward, guiding it to her mouth. "Spit," he demanded, his voice low and gritty, a command that left no room for argument. "Saliva. Here." Kiran’s eyes were wide, dazed, but she obeyed. Her tongue darted out, gathering a gleaming amount of saliva, and she spit it into his outstretched palm. He didn’t hesitate. He smeared the hot, slick spit around her pussy, coating every inch, making her even wetter, even more open. The instant increase in slickness was obvious, making his next entry effortless. "Oh! You—" she gasped, but he cut her off, slamming back into her with renewed force. "SLAP-SLAP-SLAP!" The sounds were a thunderous beat, driving them deeper. Her body arched, her cries rising again. He held her hair, guiding her, forcing her to take every deep thrust. "There! No slipping now, Kiran!" Eren growled, his voice a rough whisper. "Only this! Only us!" He drove into her with a fierce, powerful motion, pushing her higher, faster, deeper. Her moans became a constant stream of pure pleasure and desperate needs. "A-ahhh! Eren! I’m—oh, god—I’m coming again! Faster! Please!" He was a piston, a machine of pure force, never stopping. The bed was shaking hard now, creaking under the strain. The air was thick with the smell of sex and the sweet, confusing drug. He could feel her core tightening, her inner muscles squeezing his dick with amazing force. Her screams were wild, uncontrolled, the true sound of her finding her perfect match. "Ahhhh! Oh, my god! YESSS!" she shrieked, her whole body seizing, shaking with a series of powerful, earth-shattering climaxes. He felt her release wash over his dick, squeezing him tight, draining him. He groaned, close to his own breaking point, pushed over the edge by her pure, uncontrolled pleasure. He slammed into her one last time, emptying himself deep inside her, feeling his own body shake with strong spasms. He stayed buried within her, breathing heavily, feeling her body still trembling around his dick. He slowly pulled back, but didn’t remove himself completely, keeping his dick still lodged deep within her, a warm, pulsing connection. Then, with a clear, powerful movement, Eren began to push himself up, still connected to her. He felt her body lift with him, her legs still wrapped around his waist, her arms now wrapped around his neck for support. He stood, holding her firmly by her hips, supporting her weight against his chest. Her body was limp, spent, draped over his, head hanging, hair a silver waterfall. Kiran stirred, a soft moan leaving her lips. She slowly opened her eyes, meeting his gaze. They were still wide, dazed with lingering pleasure, but a hint of her usual sharp mind was returning. She looked at him, then down at their connected bodies, a small smile playing on her lips. "Wait," she whispered, her voice rough, a plea. She put a hand on his chest, a soft touch. "You... you can’t be serious. We just..." Eren’s smile was grim, like a hunter’s. He tightened his grip on her hips, his dick still deep inside her. "Your master will be angry hearing this," he said, his voice low, a dangerous sound that seemed to fill the room. He didn’t wait for her reply. With a smooth, powerful movement, he carried her across the room. He reached a large, fancy table, dark wood shining in the dim light. Without a word, he bent her over it, her body curving gracefully. Her pussy, still wet and open, was perfectly positioned. He kept his dick inside her as he moved, a constant, rubbing feeling that made her gasp. Then, with a final, firm push, he drove back into her, filling her completely. "Promise is promise," Eren growled, his eyes burning, looking down at her over her shoulder. "And I always keep mine."