Demonic Witches Harem: Having Descendants Make Me Overpowered!-Chapter 123: Claude Endless Night***

"Mmh~ Your Majesty," she whimpered, reaching between them and wrapping her hand around his shaft, stroking it slowly.

The moment she touched him, Claude shuddered.

He turned her around gently, pushing her forward until her ass lifted for him, trembling with anticipation. His fingers trailed along her puffy slit, watching her hips twitch in need.

"Ahh~ please don't tease me like that…" Freya moaned, wiggling her hips, desperate for more.

Claude smiled but kept control. He pressed his cock against her clit, sliding the shaft along her folds to spread her wetness and gauge her readiness.

"I need to be sure you're ready, love. I don't want to hurt you," he said honestly, though his own restraint was starting to crack.

He wanted to bury himself deep inside her, mess her pussy, and broke her. But he would play nice today since it was her first time.

Once her heat throbbed with need and her entrance opened just enough, he guided his tip in slowly. The tight warmth nearly made him growl.

His hands clutched her hips, fighting the urge to thrust in too hard.

"Ughh—ahh! Y-you're so big, Your Majesty!"

Freya cried out, her fingers clutching the bedsheets as her virgin hole stretched around him.

It stung, the pain sharp, but she grits her teeth and held on, remembering what her teacher once told her—that it would feel good soon.

All eyes were on her, and she trembled—not just from pain, but from the intensity of the moment.

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Claude leaned over her back, lips brushing her ear. "Relax… it'll only hurt for a moment," he whispered, his voice strained with control. "And then… it'll feel so good."

With a deep breath, he pushed forward in one slow, steady thrust—burying himself to the hilt.

"AHHHH!" Freya gasped, her body jolting as her virginity was claimed.

She bit the sheet, the pain blooming through her, and a trace of blood marked the moment. Her body clenched instinctively around him, and Claude groaned.

"Shit… you're so damn tight," he hissed, his nails digging lightly into her hips.

He paused there, letting her adjust, struggling to hold back as her inner walls throbbed and squeezed around him.

He closed his eyes, breathing heavily. "Damn it, Freya… I don't know how long I can hold back…"

Claude gritted his teeth, the warmth of Freya's slick, velvety walls gripping him like a vice.

The moment he pushed fully into her, he felt it—a tight, burning pressure that melted into addictive heat, like her virgin body was trying to mold itself around his cock.

While she was trembling beneath him, her pussy clenching involuntarily with every inch he moved.

"Nnnggghhh~ So big, Your Majesty, I felt like I can't breathe ~"

Even the smallest thrust sent electric pleasure up his spine. Her walls gripped him so tightly, that it was almost painful.

"I will move, alright? Hold it in."

He began to move—slow, grinding strokes at first—each pull dragged against her inner walls, wet and hot.

His cock throbbed, veins bulging. He wanted her to feel everything.

"AHHH!!! Your Majesty! It feels good!" she starts to moan as the pain turns into pleasure.

The sound of skin slapping skin, the wet suck of her pussy taking him deeper, and the symphony of moans around him heightened everything.

His nerves felt alive—raw. Every motion sent lightning through his body.

The women couldn't bear to sit still any longer.

Rosetta was the first to move, her bare body pressing close as her hand cupped Claude's face.

Without a word, she kissed him—desperate, hungry, her lips crashing into his with unrestrained lust.

Their tongues clashed in a messy dance of dominance, wet and needy, as their breath mixed with every heated gasp.

"Even your saliva feels so good, Your Majesty," she then licked his cheek and jaw, cleaning all the saliva on his face clean as Claude just chuckled.

Claude's hand slid down her smooth thigh, fingers slipping between her legs until he found her soaked folds.

She moaned into his mouth, clutching at his body for balance as his fingers pushed inside her, curling deep and hard.

"Ooohhh—Hnngh~ Your Majesty, deeper… please, I want your fingers deeper!" she cried, her voice trembling with need.

Claude's lips curled into a cocky smirk. "What an impatient slut."

He drove his fingers deeper, scissoring them to reach her most sensitive spots. Her pussy clenched greedily, getting wetter with every stroke, her legs quivering as her walls fluttered.

He moved his mouth down, trailing hot kisses until his lips found her breast.

He latched on, sucking like a starved man, his teeth grazing and tugging at her swollen nipple.

Rosetta's head fell back, her fingers threading into his dark hair as her back arched in bliss.

"AHH! AHHHH!! YOUR MAJESTY!!"

She screamed as the orgasm tore through her, her thighs clamping around his wrist, her pussy spasming around his fingers.

She collapsed beside him, panting, her body limp and satisfied.

Claude gave a satisfied smirk—but before he could even catch his breath, Vivi was already beside him.

"I want to pleasure you too, Your Majesty~" she purred, her voice soaked with desire.

Instead of kissing him, she dropped low, her eyes fixated on his cock—still buried inside Freya's trembling pussy, pistoning in and out with wet, filthy sounds.

Freya could only moan, her mind lost in pleasure as Claude kept pounding her relentlessly.

Vivi's eyes sparkled as she watched his balls slap against Freya's ass. A thin stream of slick dripped from his shaft, and she caught it with her tongue, moaning like it was honey.

She leaned in closer, nuzzling her face into his pub, inhaling the raw, masculine scent of sex and sweat.

"Ngghh~ Your smell is amazing, Your Majesty…" she groaned, one hand between her legs, rubbing herself furiously.

Claude hissed, his hips jerking instinctively. "Haah… fuck, this crazy bitch…"

Her tongue flicked out again, licking along the base of his cock each time it withdrew from Freya, the sensation adding another layer to the overwhelming pleasure already assaulting his senses.

His cock throbbed violently inside Freya, her walls still milking him greedily—but now Vivi's teasing made the heat coil tighter in his gut.

He wasn't sure how much longer he could hold back.

Claude's grip on Freya's hips tightened as the pressure inside him built to a breaking point.

Her tight, virgin pussy was relentlessly milking his cock, pulling him in deeper with every thrust. Each time he bottomed out, she gasped—her moans raw, high-pitched, and needy.

"AHHH!!! OHH!!! Y-YOUR MAJESTY! AHH! YOU'RE HITTING SO DEEP—I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!"

Freya whimpered, her legs trembling, her back arching as her orgasm crashed down on her again as she lost count of how much she cum.

"Shit!" he cursed.

Her walls squeezed around him, impossibly tight, and Claude nearly lost control right there.

Vivi's tongue never stopped. She licked along his base, her lips brushing his balls, her breath hot and shaky as she moaned from her own self-pleasure.

The combination of her mouth and Freya's spasming pussy pushed Claude over the edge.

"Fuck! I can't hold it anymore! I will cum inside your cunt Freya!" he growled, pulling Freya flush against him as he slammed into her one final time.

His cock twitched deep inside her, thick and hot, before he exploded—his entire body tensing as he emptied himself into her right cunt.

His seed surged out in heavy spurts, filling her to the brim. Freya cried out, her entire body jerking as she felt the warmth flood inside her.

"Ahhh—s-so hot… it's so much…" she whispered, her stomach trembling, eyes glazed. "it's so goodd~"

Claude panted, beads of sweat running down his back, his arms wrapped tightly around her waist as he stayed buried in her.

Vivi moaned at the sight, licking the mixture of arousal dripping down his shaft as it leaked out around his cock.

Claude groaned low in his throat, his body shaking slightly from the intensity of the release.

"…Haaah… you girls are amazing," he muttered, smirking between heavy breaths as more hands reached out to touch him again.