Lustful Demon King: Summoned by the Demon Goddesses!

Chapter 278: Ravaging ( R18 )

( This Chapter is switched with the one ahead )

"Good," he said, a slow, predatory smirk spreading across his lips. "Because you’re never going to forget it."

The words were a final, damning vow, and as he spoke them, he began to move. The initial withdrawal was a slow, agonizing drag.

The thick, flared head of his cock pulled against the tight, protesting ring of her sphincter, sending a searing, electrifying jolt through her entire body.

It was a strange, hollow ache, a profound sense of loss that was immediately followed by a sharp, stinging slap as he brought his heavy, slicked cock down hard against her reddened ass cheek.

"♥Ah!♥" Alexi cried out, the sound a raw, wounded gasp.

The pain was sharp, but it was quickly swallowed by a dark, blossoming heat that spread through her veins.

Her body, already conditioned to associate his touch with overwhelming pleasure, responded traitorously, a fresh wave of slick warmth coating her inner thighs.

He answered her cry with a powerful, punishing thrust. He sank back into her ass to the hilt, his heavy balls slapping against her dripping pussy.

The sensation was a tidal wave of pure, unadulterated sensation.

The initial burning stretch was still there, a constant, searing reminder of the taboo nature of the act, but it was now layered with a deep, soul-shattering pressure that was unlike anything she had ever felt.

He was impossibly deep, a hot, heavy presence that filled her completely, owning a part of her she had never even considered giving away.

He set a brutal, demanding rhythm. There was no gentleness, no period of adjustment. This was a conquest, a ravaging, a final, definitive act of dominance.

His hips became a powerful, pistoning machine, each thrust a devastating impact that stole the air from her lungs and sent shockwaves of intense, blinding pleasure-pain coursing through her.

The sound of their bodies meeting was a wet, rhythmic percussion, a lewd, primal symphony that echoed in the chamber, punctuated by her desperate cries and his low, guttural grunts.

Her ass, already coated with the slick mixture of his cum and her own juices, made the most obscene, squelching sounds with every powerful thrust.

The fluids were smeared across her pale skin, a glistening, damning proof of his utter possession.

He was marking her, claiming her, and the sheer depravity of it all sent her mind spiraling back into that blissful, fractured state of submission.

His hand came down on her other cheek, a sharp, stinging spank that left a perfect, crimson handprint on her skin.

~SMACK!~

"♥Gods!♥" she shrieked, her entire body clamping down around his invading cock like a vise. The pain was a sharp, exquisite needle, and the pleasure that followed was a potent, addictive drug.

"You like that, don’t you, my little toy?" he growled, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that vibrated through his chest and into her very bones, "You like having your tight little ass fucked like the dirty little whore you are?"

"♥Yes!♥" she sobbed, the word torn from her throat, a desperate, honest admission, "♥Yes, my King! I love it! I love your cock in my ass!♥

He spanked her again, harder this time, alternating between her cheeks until they were a uniform, glowing red, each impact a jarring, possessive brand that made her whole body tremble.

~SMACK~SMACK~SMACK!~

The rhythm was devastating, a perfect, counterpoint to the relentless pounding of his cock.

His hands moved from her hips, tangling once again in her fiery red ponytails.

He grabbed the silken ropes, his fists wrapping around them, using them as the perfect, brutal handles they were. He yanked back, hard.

Her head was snapped back, a sharp, involuntary gasp escaping her lips as the pull on her scalp sent a dizzying, tingling sensation down her spine.

The pain was sharp, but it was a grounding force, a reminder of his absolute control.

He used her hair as leverage, pulling her arching body back onto his cock as he thrust forward, the combined force a soul-shattering impact that drove the air from her lungs and pushed her closer and closer to the edge of sanity.

"That’s it," he snarled, his voice a dominant, commanding bark that was an absolute order. "Take it. Take every fucking inch. This ass is mine now,"

He was a relentless, brutal force of nature.

He yanked on her ponytails, spanked her glowing red ass, and pounded her tight, forbidden hole with a ferocity that was breathtaking. The degradation was absolute.

He was calling her his toy, his slut, his anal whore, and with every degrading word, every punishing thrust, every stinging slap, every brutal yank on her hair, she felt her old self, the hero, the warrior, dissolving into nothingness, replaced by this new, desperate, adoring creature who lived only for his pleasure, his pain, his cock.

Her mind fractured completely. The pleasure was too intense, the stimulation too overwhelming.

Words became impossible, thoughts dissolved into a primal, desperate need for more.

Her mouth fell open, and a thin line of drool trickled from the corner of her lips, dripping onto the black silk sheets below. Her eyes were rolled back in her head, showing only the whites, her face a mask of mindless, ecstatic bliss.

All she could do was moan, a constant, desperate, animalistic sound that was a testament to the overwhelming sensations that were consuming her.

It was a sound of pure, unadulterated submission, a song of a creature who had been completely and utterly broken and remade in the image of her master.

He could feel his own release building, a tight, coiling knot of pleasure in his balls that was growing tighter and tighter with every passing second.

He was going to cum, and he was going to fill her ass with his seed, a final, ultimate act of possession that would cement her place as his forever.

He leaned over her, his chest a hard, muscular wall against her back, his lips a hot, possessive brand against her ear. Who owns this ass, little hero?♥" he growled, his voice a low, dominant rumble.

"♥You!♥" she sobbed, the answer immediate and absolute, a broken, desperate chant. "♥You own my ass, Jax! Only you!"

"♥And what are you?♥" he demanded, yanking on her ponytails again, sending a fresh jolt of pleasure-pain through her.

"♥Your toy!♥" she cried out, her voice a desperate, high-pitched keen,"♥I’m your anal toy! Your ass-slut! Your fuckhole!♥"

"Damn right you are," he snarled, his hips a powerful, pistoning blur.

With a final, brutal roar that was more beast than man, he slammed into her one last time, his cock burying itself to the hilt inside her. He came, a thick, hot torrent of his seed flooding her bowels, a scalding wave of possession that marked her as his, irrevocably and forever.

The feeling of him cumming inside her ass, the hot, thick pulses of his release, was the final push that sent her hurtling over the edge.

She came with a silent, shuddering scream, her entire body convulsing, a massive, seismic wave of pleasure ripping through her.

Her vision went white, her mind went blank, and she collapsed onto the bed, a limp, sated, and utterly conquered wreck.