a Yandere Harem in a Magic World Can't be That Bad-Chapter 13: Dream [III] **

watched the confession sink in, saw the confusion in his eyes shift slowly into something deeper. He was still unsure, still vulnerable, but a spark of belief flickered there—enough to give me hope that he wouldn't run.

Luke blinked up at me, searching my face for answers. "Iris," he said, almost like a plea.

"You've always been mine," I said, fierce and soft at the same time. "You just don't see it yet."

Luke's eyes searched mine with a desperate kind of wonder. If he didn't believe now, then he would soon. "But you will," I promised, leaning in and capturing his lips with mine before he could say another word.

The kiss was deep and claiming, full of all the intensity I'd held back so carefully. I felt Luke's surprise melt into something sweeter as his mouth softened under mine. He responded hesitantly at first, but then with more urgency—like surrendering to something he couldn't fight anymore.

I cupped his face in both hands, pouring everything I felt into him until it was all we could breathe. His fingers clutched at my waist in a way that made heat coil low inside me, and I had to force myself not to push for more—not yet.

He kissed me deeper, more passionately, as though he was finally beginning to understand. His fingers dug into my waist, pulling me closer until I could feel his heartbeat pounding against mine.

We pulled back, a string of our spit connecting us both as we looked into eachothers eyes.

"I love you, Luke" I confessed. "I've always loved you"

Luke's breath was ragged, and his hands trembled at my waist. There was a wildness in his eyes now, a disbelief that tilted into something like hope. "Iris," he said again, voice breaking around the word.

I kissed him softly, silencing everything but the heat between us. His hesitation was fading; I could feel it in the way his hands gripped tighter, desperate and needing.

"I don't—" He choked on the words, shaking his head as if trying to clear it. "I don't know if I can..."

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The vulnerability in his voice sent a thrill through me. I smiled against his lips, letting the truth of it all pour out in my touch and words. "You can," I promised fiercely, biting gently at the corner of his mouth until he gasped.

God, This Human. I wanted him so badly I could taste it, almost as vividly as I'd tasted his cum. I kissed him again, swallowing down his uncertainty and replacing it with my heat. He didn't pull away—couldn't, because he belonged to me.

His breath hitched in his throat as I shifted on top of him, rolling my hips just enough to tease us both. "Iris," he gasped, holding onto me like he was terrified I'd disappear. His eyes were wide and lost, but the desire there was unmistakable.

The power of it made me shiver; he wanted this just as much as I did, even if he didn't know it yet. Even if he was too scared to admit it.

I ground down again, slower this time, watching him unravel beneath me.

"It's okay," I murmured, sliding my fingers into his hair, letting the softness of it wrap around my knuckles. "I'm not going anywhere."

He looked at me like I was fire and water all at once, like he was drowning and burning and loving every second of it.

He didn't answer with words; he didn't need to. The way his body moved under mine said everything I needed to hear—that this was right, that we were right, that he wanted me even more than he feared losing himself.

I cupped his face and kissed him hard, catching the sound of his breathless moan as he let go.

Luke's hands slid up my back, and I knew he was done fighting, done pretending this wouldn't happen. There was a wildness in him that hadn't been there before—a spark that I knew I could fan into a flame.

I pulled back just enough to look into his eyes, letting him see everything I wanted him to know. "I'm yours," I told him again, softer this time, like a promise we both believed.

His breath shuddered out of him, and the last of his resistance crumbled away.

He surged up, kissing me with a hunger that sent heat flooding through me, making every nerve sing with triumph. His fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me down and holding me there as though afraid I'd change my mind.

I laughed into his mouth, breathless and giddy with it all. God, why had I waited so long? He was perfect—better than I'd imagined—warm and needy.

I gasped into his mouth when his hands slipped lower, gripping my hips before sliding back to cup the bottom of my asscheeks. The sudden boldness sent a shockwave through me, and I pressed harder against him, shivering with each squeeze.

"You like that?" Luke asked breathlessly, voice tinged with wonder as he grabbed my cheeks again.

A breathy moan escaped me when he did it—surprise and need battling inside me for control. "Yes," I panted, eyes half-lidded with heat. "Do it more."

He obliged with growing confidence, kneading the soft flesh between his fingers as I rocked against him helplessly.

I'd always known my ass was amazing, but trust Luke to think it was all magic. "You really like it, don't you?" I breathed, feeling how much he did with each squeeze. "The goddess's blessing made it extra juicy just for you."

His eyes widened at that, and I barely kept from laughing—he had no idea how long I'd worked to perfect every inch of myself for him before getting the extra boost. "It was already incredible," I said smugly, giving a little shimmy in his hands. "Now it's just fatter."

I rolled my hips enticingly, making sure he saw the fat of my ass jiggling and bouncing with each sway of my hips. His breath hitched, eyes locked on every wild movement as though he couldn't quite believe it was real.

"See what you do to me?" I gasped, arching back and lifting my ass so he'd get an even better view. "All for you, Luke."

He groaned at that—low and raw, like the sound had been pulled from somewhere deep inside of him. I could feel him straining beneath me, hard and hot against my thigh as I rocked my hips with growing urgency.

"These too," I teased, pressing my chest against him so he could feel every soft, bouncing curve. "Your favorite thing to watch when you think I'm not looking. You know they're yours, Luke? Everything you want—it's all yours."

His hands gripped me tighter, like the words were too much to believe.

"And you're mine," I said fiercely, rolling his hard cock with each slow grind of my hips. "Everything about you—it's all mine."

I pulled back just enough to slip a hand between us, grabbing his fat, juicy cock and aligning it with a wicked grin. Luke's eyes widened as he felt the hot space between my thighs, and I lowered myself slowly, pressing him snugly against all that soft flesh.

The heat from my pussy coated him as I rocked him back and forth until everything was wet with me. The tip of his cock peeked out from between my thighs, glistening and slick with precum.

I could feel how hard it was as I pressed down, feel it sliding against my opened lips each time I moved.

"So hard for me" I teased, kissing his chin lovingly. "You came so much already, and yet you're still so eager."

His cock was so hard and fat between my thighs that sometimes it almost slipped inside me, getting caught in my folds as I moved. Each time, I'd gasp and pull back slightly, teasing him instead of taking it all the way.

"You're close," I murmured breathlessly, feeling just how close he was. "I could fuck you right now, Luke."

He shuddered beneath me, like the words themselves were enough to make him come.

"Imagine how good it would feel," I went on, voice rough with need. "Your giant cock destroying the insides of my pussy." I gave another slow grind, making sure to press him right against my entrance.

Luke's breath came fast and ragged

"Stretching me open," I continued mercilessly, describing every detail. "So big and thick I'd barely be able to take you."

"Filling me up," I gasped, relentless as I watched him struggle beneath me. "So full of your seed, Luke. Imagine it leaking out of me."

I felt him twitch at the words, his cock jerking and pulsing from between my thighs. "You'd fuck me over and over again," I went on, rolling my hips to make sure he felt every wet inch of it. "Until my pussy couldn't hold any more of your delicious semen"

He groaned wordlessly, almost a whimper. His hands were tight on my ass as I moved faster, letting him feel just how close he was to burying himself inside me.

"I'd walk around school like that," — "Your seed so deep in me, I wouldn't even let it spill."

"Iris" he spoke, a tinge of fear in his eyes as he spoke those words.

A smug grin spread across my face as I felt him tremble beneath me. "But only when you're ready," I teased, pulling back enough to look into his eyes. "Don't worry. I'll wait."

I chuckled, seeing the relief in his face. "Teasing," I murmured against his skin between each kiss. "Just teasing, Luke." I nipped at his ear, then down along his neck, feeling the rapid beat of his pulse.

His body was so eager, so fucking responsive to everything I did. Even if he didn't believe me yet, it didn't matter—I'd make him.

I kissed my way down to his chest, trailing my tongue over each sensitive spot that made him gasp and arch beneath me.

"Let go, Luke," I urged, breathless and hungry as I showered his face and neck in playful kisses. "Give me all of it."

I could feel how close he was, every twitch of his cock trapped between my thighs like it was about to explode. I rocked against him hard, squeezing him tightly with each grind.

"I want your cum all over me," I begged, voice raw with need. "Cover me with it."

It was enough to push him over the edge. He groaned loudly and his cock pulsed violently, spurting hot cum all over me as I rode him desperately. Each thick stream made me shudder and gasp, white heat splattering across my skin.

The sight of his cum covering me sent me spiraling into my own release. I moaned loudly as my pussy clenched and quivered, squirting hot liquid down my legs and soaking him in the process. Pleasure tore through me in wild waves, leaving me shaking into his neck.

I went limp on top of him, both of us panting for breath as the tiredness from our many releases finally kicked in. I nuzzled into his neck, murmuring softly between each shaky breath.

"Thank you," I whispered, my voice a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction.

His chest heaved as he struggled to come down from it all, and I kissed the hot line of his throat—soft and slow, feeling him finally begin to relax beneath me.

"You'll be mine eventually," I promised, feeling him shiver at the words. "I'll make sure of it."

His arms wrapped around me hesitantly, like he wasn't sure if this was real. I smiled into his skin, knowing how far he'd already come—and how far we'd go together.

He swallowed hard, the rawness in his voice giving everything away.

My platinum-blue tail moved slowly, curling around us both until we were wrapped in soft scales. I kept kissing him lovingly, feeling him go soft against my thigh as our bodies relaxed in each other's warmth.

"See?" I murmured, nuzzling close as his breathing steadied. "I'm not the only one who's sticky."

He chuckled weakly, a sound that turned into a sleepy sigh as he melted beneath me. I let my tail tighten around us, cocooning our tired bodies together. It wouldn't be long before he was out completely.

"You can fall asleep," I whispered into his ear, feeling his pulse slow against my cheek. "You're safe with me."

His reply was an unintelligible murmur as he gave in to the exhaustion and slipped away, all the tension leaving his body at once.

I watched him sleep, the boy I'd wanted for so long finally here in my arms—still doubting every second of it was real.

"You're going to know," I whispered fiercely, watching each sleeping breath. "How much I want you. How deep inside you're going to be. How much I'll feel."

He lay still beneath me, lost in the dreams I'd given him.

"I'll teach you," I promised softly, brushing my lips over his as he slept. "Make sure you know how incredible you are."

I kissed his cheek and his neck, feeling him twitch against me even in sleep. It was gentle this time, like everything we'd done had finally worn him down.

"But for now," I murmured, cocooning us both tighter in my warm fur while my lips trailed down his jawline. "This is nice."

I nuzzled into the warmth of his neck, letting the tiredness from our many releases finally catch up with me. My eyes grew heavy as I listened to the soothing rhythm of his heartbeat, feeling drowsy as my own exhaustion began taking over.

I kept kissing his neck line even as my lids fluttered shut, the kisses growing slower and softer until i drifted to my own sleep.