Chapter 450: [R18] Duty and Upgrade

"My... still hard... already? Poor lil ol’ me."

Nash didn’t expect her to say that with such a smug look on her face, but damn, it worked.

Nia shifted her weight, spreading her thighs wide to keep her balance. His cum was still leaking out of her, dripping slowly down the inside of her legs, making a wet mess. She gripped his cock at the base with one hand, her other hand resting on her own thigh, and then she just... went for it.

She started sucking him deep, then pulling back until only the head was in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip before sliding all the way back down. She was looking up at him, her eyes sparkling with this hungry, perverted look. Every time she slid up, she locked eyes with him. Her mouth was stretched wide around his shaft, lips pulling tight, and thick strings of saliva were already starting to leak from the corners of her mouth.

Nash just leaned back, enjoying the hell out of it. He sat there with one hand braced behind him and the other resting lightly on her head, not pushing, just feeling her work. He could feel everything, the heat of her mouth, the rough texture of her tongue, and that tight, wet suction that made his brain go fuzzy. His cock grew even harder, pulsing inside her mouth.

Nia decided to speed things up. She pushed deeper, and when the head of his cock hit the back of her throat, a wet, choking sound ripped out of her.

"Glrk— ghk—"

She pulled back with a loud, wet pop, a string of spit hanging from her lips. She looked at him for a second, eyes half-closed in bliss, and then she dove back in. Even deeper this time. That same gagging sound came back, louder and more desperate.

"Glrk... ghk-schlk..."

Saliva was dripping all over her fingers and chin now. She started moaning around his shaft, her breasts bouncing with every movement, but she never stopped staring at him.

Nash felt the pleasure building up, a tight knot of heat in his gut. He loved watching her struggle, the way her throat squeezed tight around him every time she hit the bottom. He reached out, gripping her ponytail, and let her keep going. Nia pushed herself down until her nose was almost touching his crotch, literally choking on his dick.

"Glrk— ghk— hrk—"

When she finally pulled away, a long thread of saliva stretched from her mouth to his cock. She stared at him, eyes shimmering, mouth open and dripping, and then she did it all over again.

Finally, Nash sat up straight, his hand still tangled in her hair. Nia followed his movement, staying on her knees. He gripped her ponytail firmly, pulling her head back slightly as he started to thrust his hips. He slammed into her mouth, then pulled back. She opened her mouth even wider, asking for it.

He picked up the pace. The hits became regular, rhythmic.

"Glrk-ghk...! Glrk-ghk...! Schlk...!"

Every time he slammed home, that wet, deep gagging sound echoed. Her mouth was overflowing; saliva was pouring down her chin, splashing onto her breasts and the floor. She looked up at him, her eyes fluttering half-closed with every deep throat, moaning through the blockage. Her hands stayed clamped tight on her own thighs, shaking.

Nash went harder.

"Glrk-ghk— schlk— glrk-hrk—"

Spit was flying now. Nia was taking a beating, but she fought back, pushing her head forward, her eyes bright and her mouth stretched to the limit.

Nash felt the blood rushing to his head, his balls contracting in a tight knot. He kept going, deeper and harder. With every stroke, her throat squeezed him, and that muffled, wet choking sound never stopped.

He slammed in one last time, burying himself as deep as possible in her throat, and stayed there as his cum exploded into her. Nia moaned around him, the sound vibrating deep in her throat, and she swallowed as much as she could. The rest spilled over the corners of her mouth, running down her chin and over her breasts. He kept making small, twitching movements, emptying himself while she looked at him, eyes half-closed, her throat still working to swallow.

"Glrk... ghk..."

When he finally pulled out, a thick string of cum and saliva stretched between his cock and her lips. Nia swallowed it all. She coughed a little, then gripped her thighs to stay steady. She was breathing hard, her face flushed red, her chin glistening with a mix of spit and his cum.

Nash looked down at her, his hand lingering in her hair for a second.

"You okay? You still with me?"

She looked up and smiled, then opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue.

Nothing. She had swallowed every drop.

She stared straight into his eyes, her mouth open for one more second before closing it. Then, she ran her thumb across the corner of her lips and licked it, slowly and provocatively.

Nash felt a surge of heat. His cock snapped back, completely hard again instantly.

Nia giggled. She pushed herself up a bit on her knees and placed both hands on her thighs, tilting her head, her gaze drifting down to his cock and then back up to his face.

"My... still hard... already? Poor lil ol’ me." She squeezed her thighs. "You’re not done with me, huh? Look at how ready you are to ravage me again."

Nash smiled. He stepped closer.

"Yeah. Not done as long as you’ve got this much arrogance. Besides, I don’t think one round is enough, right?" He looked down at her pussy, which was still dripping wet.

She leaned back just enough to lie on her back on the floor, her legs falling open naturally. She kept her eyes on him, a smirk on her face. One hand slid between her thighs, using two fingers to pull her vulva open.

"Yup, not enough. Come here." She lifted her legs, pulling her knees toward her chest and spreading them even wider. "Like this. I want to feel you in the bottom. See how full I still am?"

Nash moved over her, positioning himself between her raised legs. He put one hand on her thigh to keep her open, and the other guided his cock.

"Yeah. I see." He rubbed the head of his cock against her clit and the opening of her pussy, slowly, up and down, pressing in. "We’re gonna fix that."

She let out a low moan, pushing her hips up toward him, her lips parting around the head of his cock.

"Nash... stop playing. Put it in. I want you to fill me up again."

He pressed the head against her entrance, and he slid in. She was tight, scorching hot.

"Damn... you’re still so tight." He continued slowly, centimeter by centimeter. "Even after all this."

She moaned louder, her hands gripping his arms. When he hit the bottom, his hips slammed against her ass and the head of his cock hit her cervix. Nia let out a sharp gasp.

"Aah... you’re just too huge... Yeah... just like that." She looked at him, mouth open, one eye half-closed. "Go on."

Nash backed off a few centimeters, then slammed back in with everything he had. It wasn’t a long stroke, just a heavy, repetitive pressure that hit the same spot over and over. Nia let out a sharp, high-pitched moan that made Nash feel like the king, the king of every aberration.

"Aaah— right there... it’s... it’s right on..."

He didn’t stop. He kept doing it, small retreats, then driving himself back into her, keeping his hips glued to hers. He could feel his dick head rubbing and pushing against her cervix, and the best part was how her walls were squeezing him tight, over and over. Nia was losing it; her fingers clawed at his arms, and she couldn’t even move her legs because Nash had them pinned up high.

"Nash... it’s too deep... I can feel it everywhere..." she gasped.

But Nash wasn’t letting her go anywhere. He held her firmly, his hands gripping her knees and shoving them back toward her chest, forcing her wide open. He used his whole weight to crush her against the floor, their hips locked together. He loved the feeling of her thighs shaking under his palms and her tight, soaking wet pussy gripping him like a vice. Every time he pushed, his head slammed right into her cervix.

Nia was overwhelmed. Everything felt heavy and deep. She couldn’t move; all she could do was take the pounding. Her mouth was hanging open, and Nash could feel his own sweat dripping down onto her face and her chest.

He didn’t slow down. He went at it like a madman, his hips hammering into her.

Plap plap plap plap.

The sound of their skin slapping together was loud and dirty.

[System Alert: Resonance Available]

[System Alert: Resonance Available]

Nash felt that strange heat again, the one that started in his stomach and radiated around them. He didn’t care about anything else in that moment. He was totally focused on her face and the way her body was absorbing every single hit.

Nia was screaming with every thrust.

"Nash— Nash— Nash—!"

She couldn’t even form sentences anymore, just his name. Her voice was breaking, and her whole body was shaking under him. She tried to push her pelvis up to meet him, but he just hit her harder, his hips clashing against her without a second of rest.

Nash decided to change the angle. Without pulling out, he shifted his weight, keeping one hand under her knees and lifting her slightly before pinning her back down, her legs still shoved high. He hovered over her, one hand keeping her thighs spread wide toward her chest and the other planted by her head to steady himself. Now, he was positioned perfectly to drive straight down, deep and hard.

He started hammering again. The hits were heavy, downward strikes. Plap. Plap. Each push drove his head deep into her cervix. Nia was already peaking; she couldn’t stop. Her pussy was contracting violently around him, and with every hit, a jet of clear fluid sprayed out, splashing his lower belly and running down her raised thighs. She was screaming in short bursts, her head tossing to the side.

"Nash— aaah— Nash—!"

He pounded her even harder. He straightened up slightly to get more leverage and went full force, his hips pilling down on her. Plap plap plap. The slapping sound was deafening. The juices were flowing, making everything between them slick and messy. She was trembling, her legs trying to close, but he kept them forced open and high. She was completely gone, eyes closed, body twitching with every impact.

Nash felt the pleasure peaking too fast. He stopped holding back. He slammed himself in one last time, pushing as deep as possible and holding it there. His sperm exploded, hitting her in thick gushes that filled her up and overflowed instantly. Nia let out a piercing scream.

"AAAAAH—!"

Her entire body convulsed around him. She shook violently, crushed under his weight, her mouth wide open in shock. Nash kept making small, grinding movements downward, pushing every last drop of his load as deep as it could go.

Her juices mixed with his thick cum, foaming up around his shaft. She kept screaming, her voice shredded, completely destroyed by the pleasure.

Nash stayed buried inside her for a while, the excess cum leaking out and dripping onto the floor. Nia was still shaking, her breathing ragged, her legs still up. The aphrodisiac effect was still hitting them both, and his dick wouldn’t go soft, and he already wanted more.

He pulled out slowly. A thick, creamy mixture of sperm and her fluids flowed out immediately, bubbling slightly as it hit the air. Without letting her recover, he flipped her onto her stomach. She was flat on the ground, her ass shoved up in the air. He slammed back into her in one go, deep as hell.

Plap.

The leftover sperm from the first round made it foam up around his shaft with the first few strokes. White, thick liquid leaked down her slit and over her thighs.

He fucked her like that for a long time. His hips slapped against her ass. Plap plap plap. She groaned into the floor, mouth open, and with every hit, the mixture foamed more, gradually covering her ass and the lower part of her back.

She came twice up there, her pussy squeezing him tight while he kept hammering. When he came again, another thick blast was added to the mess. It overflowed immediately, foaming heavily around his dick.

[Pregnancy: 89% → 93%]

He pulled her up and put her on her knees on the bench, her ass sticking out. He stayed behind her and started again. These hits were even harder. The sperm was foaming abundantly now, white and thick, running down her thighs and dripping onto the bench. He gripped her hips and hammered away.

She screamed, pushing back against him. A new layer of white cream covered her ass and legs. She came again, and again with him, a clear jet of fluid mixing with the cum and making it foam even more.

[Pregnancy: 93% → 96%]

He pulled her off the bench. She could barely stand. He leaned her forward, her hands gripping the edge of the bench, and took her from behind while she was standing.

Plap plap plap.

The foamy sperm ran down her legs all the way to her ankles. Her ass, thighs, and lower back were covered in a thick, white layer that shined under the lights. She was trembling, moaning without stopping, her head drooping.

He held her by the hips and went hard. She came again, her legs almost giving out. He caught her and came too, deep inside, adding even more sperm that overflowed immediately.

[Pregnancy: 96% → 98%]

He turned her around to face him. She clung to his shoulders, and he lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist, a full standing carry. Holding her under the thighs, he slammed himself in to the bottom. In this position, every movement was heavy and deep. He made her bounce up and down on his dick.

Plap. Plap.

The sperm foamed between them, dripping onto her belly, her thighs, and onto him. Her arms were around his neck, her face pressed against his, her mouth wide open.

He picked up the pace. He pounded her while holding her in the air, his hips driving upward every time he pushed her back down. She screamed in jagged bursts, completely lost in it. The mixture foamed heavily, coating her stomach and dripping between them. The aura returned, weak, but there, pulsing around them.

"Ohr— Ouh— Arh!"

She came at the same time as him, letting out a long, broken scream, her head falling back. He drove himself in to the bottom and stayed there. His sperm erupted in a final explosion of thick, heavy gushes that filled her completely and overflowed instantly, foaming wildly between their bodies. He groaned, his arms gripping her tight while he emptied himself into her. She shook in his arms, still screaming, her body tightening around him.

[Pregnancy: 98% → 100%]

When the last pulsations faded, he stayed buried inside her, still holding her up. She went limp against him, her breathing fast, her body covered in foamy sperm from her belly down to her thighs. Nash breathed heavily, still hard inside her, completely electrified by the experience.

[NIA VALENCIA– Bond Status]

Affection: 100%

Lust: 100%

Trust: 100%

Pregnancy: 100%

Bond Sync: 5/5...

Nash was holding her up in the air, his cock buried deep inside her soaking wet cunt. His heart was absolutely hammering against his ribs, thumping so hard he thought it might actually break through his chest.

Even though the main explosion had already happened, his dick was still twitching inside her, sending little spurts of hot cum deep into her womb with every single pulse.

The heat coming off them was insane. It was that thick, salty smell of sex, sweat, musk, and the scent of her juices mixing with his. He could feel the warmth coming from where their bodies were smashed together, a humid heat that clung to their skin like a blanket.

He was panting hard, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. It felt too goddamn good. Like, seriously, why did it feel this good? He couldn’t even wrap his head around it. The pleasure wasn’t fading away; it was just sitting there, heavy and throbbing, making it impossible to ignore the fact that he’d just completely wrecked her.

He looked down at her. Nia’s head was tilted back, her arms wrapped tight around his neck, pulling him closer. Her eyes were half-closed and glazed over, looking completely out of it. She had this soft, almost stupid smile on her face, like she’d just seen heaven, but she sure went there for a second.

She wasn’t saying a word, just staring at him with her mouth hanging open, her hot breath smelling like a mix of temptation and pleasure as it hit his face.

They were so close their foreheads were practically touching. She leaned in a bit more, and Nash followed, their lips just a few centimeters apart. He could feel the tension, the urge to just crush his mouth against hers and start all over again.

[System Alert: Resonance Available]

Congratulations.

Resonances are now available. You can use Resonance with targets who have a Bond at the critical threshold.

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