10x God-Tier Stealing System: Pumping S-Rank SuperHeroines Daily!-Chapter 144 - How a Yandere Offers Her Body
He had planned for her obsession, certainly. He wanted to secure her peerless power, her undying love, her blind loyalty.
But this wasn’t a controlled attachment.
This was a woman cracked wide open. Her sanity was fraying into loose threads right in front of him, and he was the bastard holding the scissors.
Still, her pillowy lips wouldn’t cease their assault.
She kissed him again—and again—and again. She whispered that same manic chant like a dark, cursed prayer between every wet slide of her tongue.
"Mine... mine... mine... m-mine..."
The soft undersides of her breasts squished flush against his pecs with every downward press. The emerald aura pulsed in perfect rhythm with her racing heartbeat—bright, blindingly alive, and utterly defiant of the inferno raging outside their little dome.
While his brain struggled to process the sensual and terrifying weight of the monster he had just birthed, a semi-transparent blue screen chimed to life in his vision. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
[ Emotional Resonance Detected: Obsession-Level Love ]
[ Target: Doctor Seleyena ]
[ Amplification Multiplier: x5 ]
[ Ability Upgrade Triggered ]
[ Healing Aura: Rank S ⇒ EX ]
[ Intimacy Blessing: Rank SS ⇒ EX+ ]
[ Special Evolution Path Activated ]
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DING!
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[ Ability Review:
> Healing Aura ( Rank: EX )
>
Applies globally—no range limit.
User permanently gains:
Super Regeneration: Regrow limbs/organs/soul fragments instantly.
+300% to Strength, Agility, Endurance, Reaction Speed.
Immunity to death effects, instant-kill abilities, and time freeze (manually).
Auto-revival: Once per day, revive instantly with full stats if killed.
Nullifies all debuffs, curses, corruption, and dimensional instability.
Create a Divine Zone (1km radius) that:
Silences enemy passives and regeneration.
Continuously heals all allies within range (30% HP/sec).
Grants all skills a cooldown reduction of 90%.
Turns off friendly fire—no accidental ally damage inside.
> Intimacy Blessing ( Rank: EX+ )
>
* Upon establishing an intimate relationship, all the abilities under Healing Aura can also be used by the partner.
* The more someone worships or has faith in the user, the more they will be blessed by Healing Aura’s ability—depending on the value of trust and faith they have in the user. ]
’Huh...’
Cruxius stared blankly at the floating text. For the first time across both of his lives, the noise inside his head went dead silent.
His lower body remained strictly at the mercy of Seleyena’s frantic grinding, her plush lips still suctioning across his jawline in a wet, needy rhythm.
But his mind was rebooting, slowly piecing together the sheer absurdity of the notification.
Only a single, bewildered thought echoed through his skull.
’Did I just... get an EX-rank ability?’
The green aura pulsed like a broken heartbeat. It spasmed across the ruined floor, the collapsed walls, and over their slick, tangled bodies.
The erratic flicker bathed everything in a sickly emerald, turning the sheen of sweat on their bare skin to something resembling slick, warm oil.
Above them, the dome groaned. The air inside felt thick to breathe—choked with blistering heat, falling ash, and the potent, undeniable scent of sex.
Every breath he took was humid. Stifling. Entirely saturated with the musky, feminine scent of her cutting through the burning rubble.
Seleyena. Feral and untethered. She was destroyed on the inside, doing whatever it took to just fuck the pain away.
Her thighs straddled his waist, trembling with sheer exhaustion. Her pale skin was smeared with dark soot, mapping a stark contrast against the messy streaks of dried cum—his and hers, layered together.
The soft flesh of her inner thighs still glistened. Glossy and thoroughly coated in the pale mess he had pumped deep inside her earlier.
His seed leaked at a sluggish pace from both of her used holes, leaving lazy, stark-white trails down the curve of her soft ass and along the plump, swollen lips of her slit.
The fluid clung to her, a sticky reminder of their prior rounds, practically gluing her sensitive folds together where it began to dry.
Her cunt looked thoroughly wrecked. Flushed, puffy, and swollen, the delicate pink had deepened into a raw, angry red that visibly twitched with every involuntary clench of her core.
Her other hole fared no better.
The tight little ring remained slightly open, softly pulsing. It looked painfully raw, bruised from being so ruthlessly stretched and filled not too long ago.
She was still leaking, making a mess of herself and him, and she simply didn’t care.
Being surrounded by fire and the lingering shadow of death had flipped a switch inside her. She finally realized the crushing grief that would swallow her if she lost him. All her physical agony meant nothing. His absence would tear her apart far worse than any wound.
She looked entirely ruined. A gorgeous, tragic mess driven by the sheer terror of losing him again.
Strands of hair were matted to her flushed cheeks, clinging stubbornly to her sweat-slicked skin. Her plump lips hung parted, drooling out breath in short, erratic gasps.
Her wide eyes were red-rimmed and brimming with tears, glassy with an emotion hovering right on the edge of grief and madness. They couldn’t seem to focus.
They just floated back to his face, anchoring on him as if he were the only solid thing left in a world burning to ash.
Yet, she was smiling.
A soft, hopelessly broken curve of her lips.
Her voice cracked on a sharp, hiccupping sob.
"Cruxius... hic... d-do y-you want me to pleasure you, huh?"
She didn’t bother waiting for an answer.
Her hands, trembling yet guided by muscle memory, slid down to cup his cock. It was still half-hard, carrying the ghost of the heat that had vaporized their fluids earlier. But the relentless grind of her leaking pussy against him had painted the thick shaft wet all over again.
Stripped of all shame, her fingers dove straight between her own spread thighs. She dug into her slick, swollen folds, scooping out the wet, sticky cream pooling inside her.
With a loose grip, she wrapped her hand around his length, her thumb brushing the base as she shamelessly smeared her own juices up and down his shaft to act as a makeshift lube.
It was as if Cruxius’s earlier methods had unlocked something primal in her.
Then, she moved.
"Ungh..." She lifted her weight up, the muscles in her quivering thighs tensing with the effort.
His thick cock slipped loose from the tight clamp of her ass cheeks, the sudden release echoing with a wet, obscene smacking sound.
A soft splat followed, a dollop of their mixed fluids slipping free from her cunt to land directly on his heated flesh.
She didn’t flinch.
She didn’t even blink.
Leaning back just a fraction, she tipped her hips up high enough to put herself on full, explicit display.
Her fingers reached right into the mess between her legs. With two digits, she ruthlessly pried her puffy, soaked folds wide open, exposing the dark, glistening pink depths to his gaze.
"Y-you l-like going inside me...didn’t you."
It was an incredibly filthy sight. But not the kind born from mere lust. It was something so much deeper—far more dangerous. Too raw and unpolished to be beautiful, too chaotic to be anything but painfully real.
Her own fingers were rough, bordering on cruel as she stretched her tender entrance open. Her core visibly twitched from the overstimulation, glistening under the emerald light, dripping wet and practically pulsing with trapped heat.
She looked wrecked. Bare and unhinged.
Yet her free hand moved without a second of hesitation, gripping his cock like it was her personal property. She squeezed the thick flesh, syncing her tight hold with the rapid, pounding rhythm of his heart.
"S-STOP, SELEYENA! CONTROL YOURSELF!"
