Villain's Breeding System: Evolving 999+ Harem into an SSS-Rank Legion-Chapter 105- The Marathon

The sound vibrated against his mouth. Her body arched, pressing her ass back against his abdomen, seeking more contact, more friction, more anything.

And then—

’Snap.’

The sound of fingers snapping.

Yuna’s entire body jerked.

One moment she was on the bed, hand between her legs, watching the scene unfold with glassy, aroused eyes.

The next, she was flying.

Not metaphorically. Actually flying.

Her body lifted off the mattress as if grabbed by invisible hands. She yelped—a startled, breathless sound—as she was pulled through the air.

Straight toward Raven.

Her body collided with his side. Her naked tits—heavy and soft—pressed against his chest. His arm wrapped around her waist, caught her, held her suspended.

His hand immediately went to her ass. Grabbed. Lifted her skirt, which was somehow still partially on despite everything that had happened.

"Ahh—!"

Yuna moaned as his fingers found her pussy. Still wet. Always wet. He rubbed roughly, no gentleness, just raw stimulation.

Then his fingers moved back.

Found the vibrator still buried in her ass.

And pulled.

"Aaaaahhh—!"

The toy slid free with a wet ’pop’. Her ass clenched around nothing, missing the fullness immediately.

But Raven didn’t leave her empty for long.

His fingers—thick, calloused—pressed against her back entrance. One finger. Then two.

Pushed inside.

Knuckle deep.

"HNNNGHH~!"

Yuna’s eyes rolled back. Her body went limp in his hold, supported only by his arm around her waist and the fingers buried in her ass.

Now he had all three.

Clara—throat bulging, being face-fucked with mechanical precision, her body convulsing with each thrust.

Sophia—pressed against his back, his mouth devouring hers, his hand groping and pinching her breast until she whimpered.

Yuna—suspended in his grip, fingers pumping in and out of her ass, her pussy dripping onto his forearm.

Three women. Three different kinds of stimulation. All at once.

Raven’s hips moved steadily, fucking Clara’s throat.

Glkk! Glkk! Glkk!

His hand squeezed Sophia’s breast, twisted her nipple, made her moan into his mouth.

"Mmmmnh~!"

His fingers curled inside Yuna’s ass, pressed against that sensitive spot, made her whole body shake.

"Aaahhh~!"

On the other bed, Veronica watched with wild eyes.

Her dress was completely ruined now. Pulled up, pulled down, exposing her breasts and pussy simultaneously. Both hands worked between her legs—one rubbing her clit, the other pumping fingers in and out of her soaked entrance.

"Nnnh—haahhh—"

She was close. So close. Just from watching. Just from seeing the sheer power, the dominance, the way he used three women simultaneously like they were nothing more than toys.

Her whole body trembled.

Then she came.

Hard.

"Aaaahhhh—!"

Her back arched. Her thighs clamped together around her hands. Fluid gushed from her pussy, spraying onto the floor, soaking through her expensive dress.

She collapsed backward onto the bed, gasping, one arm thrown across her face.

But even through the aftershocks, she kept watching.

Kept seeing him.

"Come on," she panted, her voice rough and needy. "Be done with those bitches and come to me, darling."

Raven heard her.

His eyes flicked toward her briefly.

Then ignored her completely.

Instead, his pace increased.

His hips moved faster. Drove his cock deeper into Clara’s throat with brutal efficiency.

GLKK! GLKK! GLKK!

Her neck bulged with each thrust. Her eyes had gone glassy. Tears streamed down her temples—going up, because she was upside down—and dripped into her hair.

Her hands had stopped fighting. They just hung limp now, occasionally twitching.

Raven felt his orgasm building.

He released Sophia’s mouth with a wet pop. Released her breast. Used both hands to grab Clara’s tits through her blouse.

Squeezed. Used them as handles.

And pounded.

GLKK-GLKK-GLKK-GLKK!

His balls slapped against her nose with each thrust. Her throat made wet, choking sounds. Her body convulsed.

Then he buried himself.

Completely.

His cock disappeared down her throat. His balls pressed tight against her face. Her nose was completely covered, unable to breathe at all.

He held there.

One second.

Two.

Three.

Then—

His cock pulsed.

Once. Twice. Three times.

Cum flooded directly into her esophagus. Down her throat. Straight into her stomach. She couldn’t even taste it—it bypassed her mouth entirely, pumped deep.

Her eyes rolled back. Showed only whites.

Her body went completely limp.

Unconscious.

Raven held her there for a moment longer. Made sure every drop was emptied. Then he pulled back.

His cock slid free with an obscene wet sound. Cum and saliva dripped from the head, connected to her mouth by thick strands.

Clara lay there. Unmoving. Chest rising and falling in shallow breaths. Alive, but completely gone.

Raven released her tits.

Let her body settle fully onto the bed.

Then he turned his attention to Sophia.

She was still pressed against him, trembling, breathing hard. Her destroyed blouse hung off her shoulders. Her tits were completely exposed, nipples hard and red from his earlier abuse.

He grabbed her hips.

Lifted her.

And threw her onto the bed.

She landed on her back with a gasp, bouncing slightly. Her skirt rode up around her waist. Her legs instinctively came together, trying to preserve some modesty.

Raven climbed over her.

His body caged hers. His cock—still hard, still wet—dragged across her stomach as he positioned himself.

Sophia’s breathing was panicked. "Wait—please—I’m married—"

"I know." His smile was cruel. He reached down and grabbed the waistband of her panties. Ripped them away with one hand. "That’s what makes this fun."

Her pussy was exposed now.

And it was hairy.

Not neatly trimmed. Not waxed. Just... natural. A full bush of blonde curls, slightly matted with arousal.

Raven’s eyes gleamed.

"You haven’t shaved," he observed. His hand reached down, fingers combing through the hair. "Looks like your husband hasn’t been fucking you properly."

Sophia’s face flushed crimson. "He’s been busy—work has been—"

"Busy." Raven’s fingers found her pussy lips. Spread them. "So busy he couldn’t take care of his wife’s needs." He pressed one finger inside. She was soaked. "Poor thing. So desperate. So needy."

"Nnnh—"

He pulled his finger out. Positioned his cock.

Pressed the head against her entrance.

Sophia’s eyes went wide. "Wait—you’re too big—it won’t—"

He thrust.

Not as brutal as with Priya. But firm. Steady. Splitting her open with one long, continuous push.

"AAAAAHHNNNGGHH~!!"

Her back arched off the bed. Her hands flew up, grabbed at his shoulders, nails digging in.

But he kept pushing.

Deeper.

Deeper.

Until he was fully seated. Balls pressing against her ass. His cock buried completely in her married pussy.

Sophia’s mouth hung open. No sound came out. She just... stared up at him with wide, disbelieving eyes.

Raven grinned down at her.

"You know why I like married women?" he asked conversationally. Pulled back slowly. Pushed in again. "Because I can fuck them as hard as I want." Another thrust. "Virgins pass out too quickly." Harder. "But you? You can take it."

He grabbed her leg. Lifted it. Pressed her knee toward her chest, opening her wider.

Then he started to fuck her.

Really fuck her.

PAH! PAH! PAH!

His hips drove forward with ruthless precision. Each thrust was deep. Full. His cock split her pussy wide, stretched her around his girth, made her feel every single inch.

"HNGH~! AAAHH~! OOHHH~!"

Sophia’s cries filled the room. Her tits bounced with each impact, jiggling hypnotically. Her eyes were wide, tearful, overwhelmed.

Raven’s hand found her breast. Grabbed it. Used it as a handle just like he had with Clara.

Pulled her body onto his cock while simultaneously driving forward.

PAH! PAH! PAH!

"HNNGH~!! AAAHHH~!! FUUUCK~!!"

The last word came out strangled. Broken. She’d never said it before—never used that word—but now it was ripped from her throat by sheer sensation.

Raven’s cock pistoned in and out. Each thrust reached deep. Hit her cervix. Made her feel him in her womb.

"This," he growled, leaning down until his face was inches from hers, "is what a real man feels like."

Then he kissed her.

Swallowed her moans.

And fucked her harder.

PAAH! PAAH! PAAH!