Villain's Breeding System: Evolving 999+ Harem into an SSS-Rank Legion-Chapter 104 - Taking Both of Them Together

Her lipstick was completely gone now, smeared across her face. Her hair had come loose from its perfect style.

And on the floor—

Sophia and Clara.

Both kneeling. Both with hands buried under their clothes. Rubbing. Seeking relief. Their faces flushed, breathing ragged, eyes locked on his cock.

That cock that was still hard. Still thick. Still ready.

Raven’s smile was slow and wicked.

"You two," he said, pointing at Sophia and Clara. "Lie down. Both of you. At the same time."

The words took a moment to register.

Then Sophia’s eyes widened. "W-what? Both—"

She didn’t get to finish.

Raven moved with that same impossible speed. His hands shot out, grabbed both women by their hair—Sophia’s blonde locks, Clara’s brown—and hauled them to their feet.

"Ah—!"

"Ow—!"

Their protests turned to cries as he dragged them toward the bed. Not gently. Not carefully. Just... pulled them like they weighed nothing.

Then he threw them.

Sophia hit the mattress first. Her body bounced, tits jiggling beneath her blouse, skirt riding up to expose her thighs. She landed near Priya’s unconscious form and immediately scrambled backward, eyes wide with shock and fear.

Clara followed a second later. She landed harder, glasses flying off her face, arms flailing as she tried to catch herself. Her body rolled slightly before coming to rest on her back, chest heaving.

Both women stared up at him with identical expressions of terror and arousal.

Raven climbed onto the bed.

On his knees. Moving like a predator stalking prey. Every movement was controlled. Powerful. His cock swung heavily between his legs, still coated in Priya’s fluids, still impossibly hard.

He reached Clara first.

His hand shot out and grabbed her by the hair again. Pulled.

"Ahh—!"

She was dragged across the bed, sheets bunching beneath her, until her head hung off the edge. Her back pressed into the mattress, shoulders at the very rim, skull tilted back at an almost ninety-degree angle.

Upside down.

Her neck was completely exposed. Vulnerable. The column of her throat stretched taut, pale skin over delicate bone.

Raven positioned himself at the edge of the bed. Standing. His hips level with her face.

Clara’s eyes—wide and terrified—looked up at him. At his cock, which loomed above her like a threat.

"Wait—" Her voice was shaky. Thin. "What are you—"

He grabbed her neck.

Not choking. Just... holding. His hand wrapped around her throat from underneath, fingers pressing against her jaw, thumb against the soft underside of her chin.

Then he placed his cock against her lips.

The thick head pressed against her mouth, smearing precum across her face. She tried to turn away, but his grip held her steady.

"Open," he commanded.

Clara’s lips trembled. "I can’t—it won’t—"

"Open."

The word carried weight. Power. Undeniable command.

Her mouth opened.

Slowly at first. Reluctantly. But it opened.

And Raven pushed forward.

The head of his cock slipped past her lips. Pressed against her tongue. Filled her mouth completely in an instant.

"Mmph—!" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Her eyes went wide. Her hands came up, flailing, grabbing at his thighs. But he didn’t stop.

He kept pushing.

Inch by inch, his cock invaded her mouth. Reached the back of her throat. Pressed against her gag reflex.

Clara’s body jerked. Her throat tried to close, to reject the intrusion, but there was nowhere to go. Her head was tilted back, throat aligned perfectly with her mouth, creating a straight path down.

Raven pushed deeper.

And her throat bulged.

Right there—on her neck—a visible bulge appeared. The outline of his cock pressing against the delicate skin from the inside. It traveled down slowly as he fed more and more of himself into her.

"Glkk—! Gghhkk—!"

Choking sounds. Wet. Desperate. Her body convulsed, trying to cough, to breathe, but his cock blocked everything.

Her hands beat against his thighs. Not hard. Weakly. Growing weaker.

Her legs kicked. Flailed. The pencil skirt she wore rode up, exposing simple white panties that were already soaked through.

Raven looked down at her.

At her face, turning red. At her throat, bulging obscenely with his girth. At her tits, rising and falling rapidly beneath her blouse as her body struggled for air.

His free hand reached down. Grabbed one of those tits through the fabric. Squeezed.

Used it like a handle.

And then he started to move.

Slow at first. Pulling back until just the head remained in her mouth. Then pushing forward again. Deeper. Until his balls pressed against her nose.

Her entire throat bulged with each insertion. The outline of his cock visible, stretching her neck impossibly wide.

"Glkk! Glkk! Glkk!"

The sounds were rhythmic. Wet. Obscene.

Behind him, Sophia watched in frozen horror.

"Oh my god—" Her voice was barely a whisper. "Her throat—it’s—"

Raven’s other hand shot out without looking.

Grabbed Sophia’s collar. Pulled.

RIIIP!

Her blouse tore apart. Buttons scattered. The fabric gave way instantly, exposing her bra—lacy, expensive, completely inadequate to contain her breasts as they spilled free from the destroyed garment.

"Ah—!" Sophia’s hands came up instinctively to cover herself, but Raven was faster.

He yanked her forward by the remains of her collar. Spun her around. Pressed her back against his chest while his hand immediately went to her exposed tits.

Grabbed. Squeezed. Kneaded.

His fingers dug into the soft flesh, rough and possessive. He groped her like she was property. Like her body existed solely for his pleasure.

"Nnnh—!"

Sophia’s head fell back against his shoulder. Her eyes fluttered. The combination of his hands on her breasts and the pheromones still thick in the air made coherent thought impossible.

His other hand released Clara’s throat—she could breathe now, sort of, in the brief moments between thrusts—and reached up to grab Sophia’s chin.

Turned her head.

And kissed her.

It was just as violent as it had been with Priya. His tongue invaded her mouth, dominated her completely. Sophia made a muffled sound of protest that quickly morphed into a moan.

"Mmmph—mmnh—"

His hand on her breast squeezed harder. Found her nipple and pinched.

Twisted.

"Mmaaahhh—!"