Chapter 17: Captive Heart [3] (R-18)
Streams of water drizzled down from the showerhead above as two naked people intermingled their bodies under its cool cascade.
"...uhh...w-wait—ummh~!"
Sierra was helplessly leaning back against Damien's tall figure as he unrestrainedly took his liberties with her body as he wished.
His hands greedily squeezed those soft mounds of flesh on her chest, sensually rolling and pulling on her excited pink nipples that were stiffly pointing toward the ceiling, while littering her fair neck with a bunch of aggressive hickeys all over.
"Hngg...ohhh~..."
Sierra breathlessly gasped. She could feel his heated aggression slowly increase in intensity as she surrendered more and more of herself to him, the sweet taste of victory against her pitiful defenses arousing him to no end.
For some reason, their current situation reminded her of a scene she saw on TV when she was little – about the relationship between a predator and its prey. The him right now was like a fierce wild tiger that desperately craved her flesh, and she was the powerlessly quivering deer caught within his grasp.
And once she was caught within his jaws, there was no getting away from him. At least not until he was finished with his meal to his satisfaction.
...And now, it was time for this predator to feed on his prey.
"Uhngg~!"
His burning, veiny shaft of meat constantly rubbed against her puffed-up pussy entrance, tightly squeezed between her milky thighs as it slowly became drenched in all the sticky juices she was leaking, little by little.
As he felt her juices starting to leak with more and more intensity, his roaming hands gradually snaked down from her chest, traveling below her waist and gently rubbing those dripping lower lips of hers – still a bit swollen because of the abuse it went through last night.
"Ohh, my God...!"
Sierra suddenly felt one of his thick fingers thoughtlessly slide inside her, twisting and scraping around as if it was searching for something inside.
Soon enough, another finger joined in on the search, making the girl's legs quiver in ecstasy.
"Nnghhh...!"
An unexpected splash of warm liquids suddenly landed on Damien's veiny member, most certainly not originating from the shower above. He grinned, pulling out his sticky fingers from her pussy and hovering them in front of her eyes.
"...Ohh, look what we have here. The soap seems ready enough, right? All that's left is rubbing out all the dirt..."
While saying that, he abruptly inserted his glistening fingers inside her gasping mouth with a smile, grabbing onto her cheek like a hook before slamming his waist forward and continuing his words with a grunt.
"...from the inside!"
Due to his violent thrust, the swollen, bulbous tip of his hefty log of meat smashed against the orgasming girl's puffy slit, slowly sliding inside while parting the slick walls of her flesh with much difficulty.
"Haauuhhh~!"
A muffled moan leaked out of Sierra's half-blocked mouth as she involuntarily sucked on his juice-coated fingers for some respite, inevitably tasting the mildly sour flavor of her own discharge.
Her legs began to wobble dangerously, seeming like she was going to fall over any moment.
"Come here, sweetheart..."
Sensing her difficulties, Damien quickly caught her before she could fall, before taking a step ahead and sandwiching the girl between the bathroom wall and his body. His veiny shaft pulsed excitedly inside her tunnel, feeling quite thrilled by this new position they found themselves in.
Damien felt like his entire body was set on fire.
Sierra's every move, every reaction stroked the flames of his lust to burn hotter and hotter to the point where it almost threatened to rob him of his rationality.
"Dammit, I really can't hold back anymore...!"
Unable to hold his desires in check anymore, he thrust his waist forward once again, mercilessly digging deeper within her honeywell and stretching her inner walls apart with his thick, pulsing member.
"...Mmmhhh—!"
The pace of his thrusting quickened little by little as he shoved more of his bulging cock inside her, one of his hands finding its way to the hardened little button on top of her stretched-out pussy, while the other one remained inside her mouth.
"Uhh...uh..uh...uhh~..."
Sierra couldn't really speak anymore with his digits shoved in her mouth. Only a series of desperate 'uhh' sounds could leak out of her as she bit down on his fingers to cope with the waves of pain and pleasure assaulting her senses relentlessly.
"Ugh...!"
Damien grunted, feeling her teeth painfully sinking into his fingers. But the pain didn't slow him down at all.
Instead, he sped up his thrusts when he felt her walls desperately squeezing his cock, as if wanting to milk him for every last drop he could give.
"Ahh...ahh~...uhh~...mhh~..."
*Flap* *Flap* *Flap* *Flap*
His waist soon began lewdly slapping against her round, perky ass as he finally felt himself bottoming out in her quivering pussy. He then gave her hardened clit a small pinch, causing her to gasp and shiver violently while her pussy walls started spasming again.
"Nnnggghhh~!"
Sierra felt overwhelmed by all the intense orgasms hitting her like a ton of bricks over and over again.
...But unlike last night when she completely passed out from it, this time, she found herself unabashedly relishing in it.
She didn't know what kind of magic spell this guy had cast on her, but she no longer felt averse to the intense pleasure he brought her.
It was quite baffling to discover this, but all she wanted now was to surrender herself to this wave and let it steer her in whatever direction it pleased.
"Ugh... You're really enjoying yourself, aren't you?"
Despite her orgasm not being over, Damien continued pumping his cock in and out of her with a savage smirk. And thanks to their unique position, Sierra could vividly feel his veiny member brutally ravage her pussy every time he thrust inside her.
"Ahh~...Ummhh~...Nnghhh..."
Her arms aimlessly flailed around as she came over and over again, grasping around for support that they just weren't able to find.
Seeing this, Damien took his hands off the bathroom wall and grabbed hold of Sierra's arms instead. He then turned her around, keeping his cock buried inside her while releasing her from the sandwich hold, before flinging her arms around his neck in an intimate embrace.
When he stared into her eyes, Damien saw her returning him a glassy look while slowly stretching her lips in a kissing gesture.
'What? Is she telling me to do it....by her own will?'
His hazy, lust-filled eyes widened a little as he immediately felt his cock jump in joy, while the glassy-eyed girl in his arms let out a light gasp, feeling the violent pulse deep inside herself.
*Smooch~*
A wide grin spread across Damien's face as he quickly dove into a heated kiss with her, suddenly feeling something warm blooming inside his chest, before slowly spreading across his entire body in a comforting embrace.
It was a very strange feeling, indeed. One that he had never felt before. But for some reason, this warm feeling swelling within his chest....didn't feel unpleasant to him, in any way.
Maybe it would've been a little different if it was only Daniel the transmigrator inside his body right now.
...But for Damien at least, sex was never something that elicited such warm feelings in him before.
He was raised by an abusive whore of a mother who routinely sought out random men to fuck her brains out whenever she went out of the house – while giving him the excuse of working to earn money.
The only thing he knew in life was either receiving pain and suffering, or inflicting the same on others with a vengeance.
That's why, if there was a feeling he held in his mind about women in general, it would've never been something so pure and flowery like love.
Rather, his feeling for the opposite sex leaned more on the side of indifference and veiled animosity. After all, he hated his own birth mother, while inwardly looking down on pretty much every girl or woman he came across in his life.
...The dismissive treatment he received from all the similarly-aged girls when he was a gloomy loser till middle school, and the drastic reversal of it all in his high school years certainly didn't help to correct his overly biased feelings for the fairer sex.
Now, he was nothing but a despicable misogynist who found joy in playing around with the feelings of women.
There was no love in him for the women he simply played around with. All he ever wanted from them was to relive his lust and bask in the fleshly pleasure of sex.
Sometimes in order to forget, sometimes to release his pent-up frustrations...
Deep down, he only saw those women as nothing but a bunch of stress outlets he could use anytime. Convenient toys meant for him to play around with as he pleased.
Nothing more, nothing less...
...That was, until the day he met this girl who was currently in his arms.
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Degenerate_Stephen
Degenerate_Stephen I know you guys (or gals) have already seen too many yandere-archtypes in webnovels by now.
But have you ever read about a misogynist male yandere character who's on a mission to build a harem (not too big, mind you) and loves a single female character a bit too excessively?
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