Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives-Chapter 921 At His Mercy **

Villain Ch 921. At His Mercy **

Allen moved with a steady rhythm, his thrusts deep and deliberate. Each movement was designed to maximize their pleasure, to deepen their connection. He could feel Bella's walls tightening around him, her body responding eagerly to his every move. Her moans and gasps filled the room. A voice of pleasure that drove him to push harder, deeper.

The friction and the heat between them were electrifying. Bella felt every thrust, every movement of Allen's body against hers. The sensation was intense. The way his cock moved inside her, hitting just the right spots, made her feel utterly helpless, like a mouse caught in the grip of a cat. She was at his mercy, completely surrendered to the sensations he was creating within her.

But at the same time, she enjoyed it immensely. The power dynamic, the way Allen took control, drove her wild.

"OH!" She moaned without shame, each sound escaping her lips louder than the last. Her body responded to him instinctively, her hips rising to meet his thrusts, her back arching to increase the contact between them. The pleasure was overwhelming, consuming her entirely.

Allen looked down at her, his satisfaction evident in his eyes. His smirk widened, clearly enjoying the effect he had on her. "That's it," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "Louder. Moan louder."

Bella obeyed, her moans growing in volume and intensity. The sound of her pleasure echoed through the room. Each thrust, each movement of Allen's body against hers, drove her closer to the edge. The heat between them was almost unbearable. A fiery intensity burned through her, leaving her trembling and gasping for more.

Allen's eyes never left her face, his gaze locked onto hers with an intensity that made her shiver. He could see the pleasure in her eyes, the way her body writhed beneath him, and it fueled his own desire. His movements grew more deliberate, his thrusts deeper and more powerful, each one designed to push her further toward the brink of release.

Once again, a laugh came out of his mouth, a deep, throaty sound reverberating her mind. The sight of Bella, lost in pleasure, moaning and writhing beneath him, drove him to new heights of arousal. His laughter was rich with satisfaction and desire, a clear indication of how much he enjoyed this intimate control.

For a brief moment, he questioned his sanity—wondering if it was normal to derive such intense pleasure from dominance—but that thought was quickly drowned out by the overwhelming sensations and the intoxicating sight before him.

His voice, filled with authority and pleasure, made her shiver. There was something about the way he laughed, the way he commanded her, that triggered a deep response within her. She felt a surge of submissiveness, a desire to obey his every command and request. It was as if his dominance unlocked a part of her that craved to be controlled and cherished in this intense, intimate way.

- Slap! -Slap! -Slap!

The friction and heat between them intensified. Allen's thrusts became more deliberate, more powerful, driving deeper into her with each movement. The sound of their bodies meeting, the wet, rhythmic slap, mingled with Bella's cries of pleasure and Allen's throaty groans. Every stroke was designed to heighten her pleasure, to push her closer to the edge of ecstasy.

Bella's body responded instinctively, her legs wrapping around his waist to pull him closer. The sensation of his cock moving inside her, the way it stretched and filled her, was almost too much to bear.

She could feel the pressure building within her, her body tightening in anticipation of release. The friction of Allen's movements, the intensity of his thrusts, brought her to the brink of orgasm. "I'm almost there," she gasped, her voice a mix of desperation and pleasure.

Allen's eyes locked onto hers, his expression filled with a mix of dominance and affection. "Hold it," he commanded, his voice firm and unwavering. "Don't come until I let you, or you'll be punished."

Bella bit her lip, trying to focus on his words despite the overwhelming need coursing through her. The command added a layer of submissive excitement to her already intense arousal. Her body trembled as she fought to hold back, her muscles tensing with the effort.

Allen maintained his steady, powerful rhythm, his thrusts deep and deliberate. He watched her face closely, taking in every flicker of emotion, every sign of her struggle to obey his command. The sight of her biting her lip, her eyes filled with pleading desperation, fueled his own desire.

Bella's mind began to blur, the effort of holding back her release consuming her thoughts. She felt like she was teetering on the edge, the pleasure almost too intense to bear. Her head went blank, and the only coherent thought left was her need to obey him, to hold on until he gave her permission.

"Please," she whispered, her voice faint and filled with longing. "Please, let me come."

Allen's smirk widened, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Not yet," he said, his voice a low growl. "Hold on. Be a good girl."

Bella's breath hitched, her body trembling with the effort to comply. Each thrust, each movement of Allen's body against hers, pushed her closer to the brink, but she held on.

"Please, Allen," she begged again, her voice even fainter. "I can't... I need to..."

"A bit more," Allen commanded again, his voice filled with authority. His hands moved over her body, caressing and teasing, adding to the intensity of her struggle. He wanted to see just how far she could go, how much she could take.

Bella's world narrowed to the sensation of his touch, the sound of his voice, the overwhelming need to release. She felt like she was on the edge of a precipice, her body trembling with the effort to hold back. Each plea for release grew softer, more desperate.

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Allen's eyes softened slightly, a flicker of tenderness crossing his features. "You're doing so well, Bella," he murmured, his voice a mix of praise and command.