Reincarnated Into A World Of Elves As The Only Man-Chapter 167: New Command

"We need to go outside the water," Eren said, his voice firm, his eyes fixed on hers. "To perform this well. Kiran won’t tolerate any error."

Yuki looked at Eren, her eyes, usually so fierce with desire, now held a flicker of understanding. The mention of Kiran had shifted the atmosphere, reminding them both of the larger game at play. Her face, still flushed with pleasure, slowly settled into a more focused expression. She nodded, a subtle agreement.

"As you wish, Veilwalker," she said, her voice regaining its calm, commanding tone. "It seems we’re playing by your rules now."

She stepped out of the pool first, her body glistening wet in the soft light. The water streamed off her, pooling around her feet on the marble. Eren followed, feeling the cool air against his skin as he left the warm embrace of the water. They stood facing each other for a moment, both naked, both wet, the earlier raw passion now tempered by a different kind of intensity.

Yuki watched him, her gaze unwavering. "Tell me, then," she prompted, "what is your way?"

Eren’s eyes scanned the open space of the chamber. His mind was already calculating, envisioning positions that would allow for maximum impact, maximum efficiency. He gestured towards a sturdy stone bench that ran along one of the walls, its surface smooth and cool.

"Bend over the bench," he instructed, his voice low and direct.

Yuki’s eyebrows arched slightly, a hint of surprise in her eyes, but she didn’t question him. She turned, walking with fluid grace towards the bench. She placed her hands on its cool, flat surface, bracing herself as she slowly bent forward. Her back arched, her firm ass lifting and presenting itself to him. Her dark hair, still wet, cascaded down her back, brushing against the marble.

Eren moved behind her, his eyes falling on her ass. He paused for a second, simply observing. It was perfectly rounded, taut, glistening with water droplets. Her dark slit, already wet and stretched from their previous encounters, seemed to beckon him. The sight was undeniably arousing, a powerful surge of desire mixing with the cold resolve in his mind. This wasn’t just about pleasure now; it was about demonstrating control, power, making her feel the force he could exert, proving his worth to Kiran.

He reached out, his hands gripping her hips firmly. He pulled her slightly closer, aligning himself. His dick, thick and hard, nudged against her wet opening, already slick and ready.

He pushed, not slowly this time, but with a firm, deliberate thrust. His dick slid into her wet pussy, meeting no resistance.

"Ahhh!" Yuki gasped, a sharp, sudden intake of breath, her body tensing.

He pulled back, almost entirely, feeling her inner walls stretch around him, then slammed back into her with a powerful, fast thrust.

SMACK! SLAP!

The sounds of their bodies colliding echoed loudly in the open chamber, sharp and rhythmic. Yuki screamed, her moan quickly turning into a continuous, high-pitched wail as he began to pound into her without mercy. He grasped her hips, pulling her harder against him, feeling the solid impact of their bodies.

He drove into her, again and again, with powerful, unyielding thrusts. His breath came in ragged gasps, his vision narrowed to her bucking ass, the rhythmic movement of their hips. He felt the intense friction, the heat building, but it was a controlled fury, a demonstration. He watched her hips slam back against him, her body convulsing with each powerful push. Her cries grew louder, more frantic.

"Yes! Oh, God, Eren! Faster! Don’t stop! Never stop!" she shrieked, her voice tearing with pure pleasure and desperation. She gripped the bench harder, her knuckles white, her fingernails digging into the stone.

He maintained his furious pace, pumping into her with relentless speed. His dick plunged deep inside her, hitting her cervix with each powerful thrust. He felt her inner walls milking him, pulling him deeper, sucking him in with incredible force. He was a piston, driving, driving, pushing her to her limits.

Gush! Squish!

He felt a copious amount of wetness, warm and abundant, pouring from her pussy, drenching his dick and thighs. It wasn’t just her own juices; it was a deeper, more profound release, a testament to the intensity he was driving her to. The fluid splattered onto the marble beneath them, mixing with the water from their bodies, creating a slick, shimmering mess.

He leaned forward, pressing his chest against her back, wrapping his arms around her waist. He drove into her, feeling her body bucking wildly beneath him, her hips lifting to meet every single impact. Her fingers dug into the cold stone bench, desperate anchors in a storm of sensation.

"Ohh! Eren! I’m... I’m going to... AHHHHH!"

She screamed, her voice tearing as her body seized around his dick. He felt the intense, powerful contractions of her orgasm, squeezing him tight. He kept thrusting, pulling her closer, driving himself deep until his own body tensed, and he roared, emptying himself into her one more time, shaking with his own powerful climax.

He stayed buried in her, both of them panting, spent. Her body went limp beneath him, trembling with the last echoes of her pleasure. He slowly pulled out, his dick slick and wet. He rested his forehead against her back, catching his breath.

After a moment, he lifted his head. He was still holding her hips. He wanted to continue, to push her even further, to explore new depths of her response. He needed to prove to Kiran, and to himself, that he could perform perfectly, under any condition. His eyes scanned her position, still bent over the bench, seeing how he could optimize her for the next stage.

"Yuki," he said, his voice rough but clear. He pulled her slightly away from the bench, then repositioned his hands on her waist, guiding her. "Raise one leg up. You’ll be in a better position."

Yuki, still panting from her last climax, understood his unspoken directive. Her eyes, dazed with pleasure, met his for a brief moment before she slowly lifted her right leg. With a graceful, deliberate movement, she bent her knee and rested her foot on the stone bench beside her. Her body twisted slightly, exposing her ass even more fully, her pussy now angled perfectly, openly beckoning him. The position stretched her, making her entrance even more accessible, more inviting.

Eren wasted no time. He gripped her hips firmly, pulling her back against him, aligning his throbbing dick with her glistening entrance. With a single, powerful thrust, he drove deep inside her.

"AHHH!" Yuki screamed, a raw, piercing sound that vibrated through him. He felt her muscles clench around him, a powerful, milking embrace that sent shivers through his entire body. She was incredibly tight in this new position, and he was buried to the hilt, filling her completely.

He pulled back, almost entirely, feeling her inner walls stretch to their limit, then slammed back into her with brutal force.

SMACK! SLAP!

The sounds of their bodies colliding echoed loudly in the open chamber, sharp and relentless. He began to pound into her, faster and harder than ever before. Her moans rose to a continuous, high-pitched wail, a desperate, ecstatic cry that filled the air. She clutched the bench with both hands, her knuckles white, her fingers digging into the stone as if trying to anchor herself against the storm of sensation he was unleashing.

"Oh, God, Eren! Yes! Faster! Harder! Don’t stop! Please, don’t stop!" she shrieked, her voice tearing, pleading, commanding. She bucked her hips wildly, trying to meet his every powerful plunge, taking him deeper, wanting more.

He answered her pleas, driving into her with furious, unyielding power. His hips slammed into hers, a hard, grinding motion that made her scream his name. He felt her inner walls milking him, pulling him deeper with every rapid, powerful thrust. Her wetness poured from her, drenching his dick and thighs, making every stroke slick and incredibly intense.

Gush! Squish!

He drove into her relentlessly, feeling her body convulse with each powerful impact. Her elevated leg gave him an unparalleled angle, allowing him to plunge deeper, to hit spots that made her cry out in a mixture of pain and profound pleasure. He leaned forward, pressing his chest against her back, his arms wrapping around her waist, holding her steady against his furious assault.

"Eren! Oh, my God! I’m... I’m going to... AHHHHH!"

She screamed, her voice tearing as her body seized around his dick. He felt the intense, powerful contractions of her orgasm, squeezing him tight. He continued to hammer into her, pushing her through wave after wave of pleasure. Her body spasmed violently, arching against him, trembling from the sheer force of her release.

He roared, his own climax hitting him with sudden, brutal force. He emptied himself deep inside her, shaking with his own powerful release as her body continued to convulse around his.

He stayed buried in her, both of them panting, spent. Her body went limp in his arms, trembling with the last echoes of her pleasure. He slowly pulled out, his dick slick and wet, a soft, wet schlick sound as they separated. He rested his forehead against her back, catching his breath, the air thick with their scent.

After a moment, he pushed himself up, pulling himself away from her. He looked down at his dick. Though still full, it was already beginning to soften, the intense climax draining the rigid heat from it. He needed it hard, ready for the next command from Kiran, for the next part of this ritual. He knew what he needed to do.

He reached out, his hand finding her head. He gently pulled her away from the bench, bringing her around to face him. Her eyes were heavy-lidded, still dazed, but a deep, satisfied smile was on her lips.

"Come," Eren said, his voice rough but firm, his gaze dropping to his dick, then back to her eyes. "Suck me. Now."

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