The World Is Mine For The Taking-Chapter 1126 - 172 - Natasha’s Effort (2)

The tight ring of muscles kept clamping down around me, tightening and releasing in a way that sent a continuous rush of sensation straight up my spine. Every movement felt amplified, like my body was hyper-aware of every single point of contact. The pressure alone was enough to make my breath hitch, and I could feel how completely she was wrapped around me.

A low, involuntary sucking sound escaped me as I kept pounding her, my hips moving on instinct more than conscious thought. It was messy, raw, almost embarrassing, but there was no stopping it. My cock felt like it was being grabbed from all sides, squeezed and held as if her body didn’t want to let go.

"You seem to like being fucked in the ass, Trisha," I said, my voice carrying a hint of amusement despite how strained it sounded. I smiled as I continued fucking her ass, not slowing down, not pulling back. "Don’t tell me you actually like getting fucked in the ass?"

"Ahhhh...~ I-I don’t know...! I don’t know, but... Nhghhh, aaahhnghhh...!" Her words came out broken, tangled between gasps and moans, like she couldn’t keep her thoughts together anymore. "It feels really good...~! It feels really goooddddddddd...~!!"

Her breathing was completely wrecked now. She was moaning so hard she barely had time to inhale, her body trembling under me. She looked like someone who had been pushed past any sense of restraint, like she was drowning in the pleasure and didn’t even care anymore. Her asshole was stretched tight around the girth of my cock, and the sensation was overwhelming. Every ridge, every pleat inside her ass dragged against me as I moved, and each push sent flashes of white bursting through my vision.

Every time I tried to sink deeper, my body reacted before my mind could catch up. My thoughts scattered, replaced by pure sensation, by the way her body responded to me.

"Hnghhhh, aaahnghhh, ah, ahhhh...~ M-Master’s cock... it’s so good...~ Nghhh, aaahhn, ahhhn, aaah...~ My ass... I think I’m cumming on my ass...~ Ahhnghhh, aaaahhh...!"

Her voice cracked completely at the end, dissolving into desperate noise. Below us, her vagina was leaking juices, the evidence of how far gone she was. I could feel her anal muscles clenching tighter and tighter, like they were trying to crush my cock entirely. The pressure was insane, almost suffocating, but in the best way possible. It felt like her body was actively pulling me in, refusing to let me go.

I knew I was close. There was no stopping it anymore.

It was only a matter of time before I orgasmed.

And then it happened.

"Nghhh...~!! Hnghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The sound tore out of me as I ejaculated, my whole body locking up for a moment. I could feel the condom ballooning inside her as it filled, the sensation dulled just enough to keep it contained, but still intense enough to make my knees feel weak. I grabbed onto her ass without thinking, my fingers digging in as I emptied my balls, every pulse of cum trapped inside the latex.

For a few seconds, there was nothing else. No thoughts. Just heavy breathing and the fading aftershocks running through my body.

When I finally pulled my cock out of her ass, there was a soft, unmistakable popping sound. I rested my cock against her ass afterward, the condom still swollen, hanging there heavily with the semen caught inside.

"Haaa... haaaa... haaa...~" Trisha panted, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She sounded exhausted, completely spent. "Fufufu, I guess the round one is completed," she said, managing a small smile despite how wrecked she looked.

"I guess this isn’t enough, huh?"

From the way she said it, it was clear this was far from over. Whatever they were doing, whatever goal they were chasing, this wasn’t enough to fully create a cure for the eternal sleep. There was still more required—more fucking, more effort, more of everything—if they were going to make enough pills to wake the titans from their endless slumber.

I pulled the condom off my cock carefully, taking a moment to tighten the tip so none of the semen would spill out. Once it was secured, I hung it on Trisha’s panties, leaving it there like some strange, deliberate marker of what had just happened.

"Now then, Master," she said softly, still catching her breath, "what would you like to use next?"

This really wasn’t over at all. Not even close. There was going to be a lot more fucking before this was done.

I pressed my cock against her vagina, the contact alone making her shudder. I grabbed her ass, firm and unyielding, and pried her open again with my cock.

"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnhhhh...!!!" she cried out loudly, her voice echoing as she tried to grit her teeth and hold it back.

She failed almost immediately.

Her back arched suddenly, sharply, like her body had been pulled by invisible strings. Her neck followed, her head tipping back as her eyes rolled upward until almost nothing but white was visible.

I grabbed both of her hips and started moving again, harder this time, putting all my strength into my piston-like thrusts. I fucked her relentlessly, my movements rough and unrestrained. Her vagina yielded to every push, the pleats inside her clamping down on my cock as if trying to milk it.

"Nghhh, aahhhnghhh, aahhngh, ah, ah, ahhhnn, ah, ahhhnnghhh, ahhh...~! Ahngnhhh, ahh...!"

Her eyes kept rolling back, completely unfocused. Every time my hips slammed into her butt, her flesh rippled outward, the impact visible and undeniable. Her ass was slick, almost absurdly so, moving in a way that made it feel unreal, like some strange physics-defying phenomenon.

And all the while, none of them realized they weren’t alone.

Someone outside the room was watching through the door, which had been left slightly ajar.

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Natasha’s POV

What am I doing? No, seriously. What the hell am I doing?

I had been heading back to the space I’d set up as our office, my mind already occupied with formulas, notes, and the diagnosis I needed to run. The medicine we had created wasn’t complete yet, and I needed to focus. I needed to work.

But then I heard it.

The sound coming from Trisha’s room stopped me in my tracks.