Chapter 424. Covering Her Whole Body With My Seed! (A Masterpiece!)**

Chapter 424: 424. Covering Her Whole Body With My Seed! (A Masterpiece!)**

A dark, hungry smirk spread across William’s face.

"Sure thing," he growled, his voice dropping to a predatory register. "If that’s what you want."

He didn’t hesitate. His hands shot upward, abandoning her hips to seize her massive breasts.

He didn’t handle them with tenderness; instead, he attacked them with full, unrestrained roughness. His fingers dug into the soft flesh, squeezing and kneading them with a possessive force that made the skin redden instantly.

He pulled them together, crushing them against each other, before his thumbs began to mercilessly rake over her sensitive nipples.

"Nngh ahahaha~!" Catherine let out a surprised laugh that immediately dissolved into a moan. "Geez... William!"

"All you care about is my tits, don’t you!?" Despite her protest, she pressed herself harder into his palms, seeking more of the delicious pain.

William didn’t slow down. He leaned forward, capturing one nipple between his teeth and tugging sharply before swirling his tongue around the peaked bud.

The contrast between the rough pressure of his hands and the wet heat of his mouth was overwhelming.

He moved to the other side, pinching the nipple between two fingers while sucking hard, creating a wet, sucking sound slurp, mmmph, that filled the space between their bodies.

Catherine’s head fell back, her neck straining. Her mouth hung open, and she involuntarily stuck her tongue out, tasting the salt of her own sweat and the lingering sweetness of the soap.

Her hips began to stutter in their rhythm again, betraying how much she loved the torment.

"Ahh~! Fuck... William, stop, no, don’t stop, ahhh~!" she cried out, her voice cracking. "I’ll get way too turned on if you keep playing with my nipples like that!"

"You’re going to make me cum again before you even finish inside me!"

"That’s the plan," William muttered against her skin, his breath hot.

He increased the intensity, his thumbs rolling over her nipples with enough pressure to make her gasp in genuine shock. "I want you so turned on you can’t even stand up straight."

"Then do it! Fuck me harder while you do it!" Catherine screamed, her hips slamming down onto his cock with renewed fury.

The wet, slapping sounds returned with a vengeance—slap, squelch, slap—as she tried to compensate for the pleasure in her chest by seeking more friction below.

Every time his teeth grazed her nipple or his fingers twisted the sensitive peak, a fresh jolt of electricity shot straight down to her pussy, making her walls clench around him in desperate, milking spasms.

"Nngh~! Ahhh~! Yes! Right there!"

"Squeeze them harder, William! Make me scream for you!"

The chamber was a chaos of sensation: the bruising grip on her breasts, the wet suction of his mouth, the relentless grinding of their lower bodies, and the deafening chorus of Catherine’s increasingly unhinged screams.

The climax was approaching like a freight train, unstoppable and devastating. William’s breathing had become short, guttural growls, his entire body corded with tension as the pleasure reached a critical mass.

His hips were moving with such violence that the entire platform seemed to shake beneath them.

"I can’t hold out anymore!" William roared, his voice breaking under the strain. "Catherine, I’m about to cum!"

"I’m fucking losing it!"

Before she could respond, William shifted gears entirely. With a burst of raw strength, he maneuvered beneath her, pushing her back until she slid off the platform and onto the cool, marble floor.

He didn’t give her time to adjust; he immediately straddled her, taking complete, absolute control. He pinned her wrists above her head, looming over her like a predator, and began to pound into her with a relentless, piston-like fury.

Catherine gasped as she hit the floor, her eyes wide with shock at the sudden reversal. "Already?!"

"You’re taking control now!?" she laughed breathlessly, though her hips immediately arched up to meet his assault. "Then don’t hold back, William!"

"Don’t you dare hold back! I want to be dripping with cum and soap! Cover me in it!"

"Fuck yes, you do!" William growled.

He accelerated, his thrusts becoming faster and shallower before plunging deep again. The sound in the room was obscene: a wet, rapid-fire percussion of flesh hitting flesh.

Plap, plap, plap, plap, squelch!

The soap had turned the floor into a slippery battlefield, making every impact sound even wetter and more explosive.

"Come on, cum all over me!"

"Fuck, William, give it to me now!" Catherine screamed, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him deeper.

Her moans had turned into raw, unfiltered shrieks of ecstasy as her own climax began to crash over her again. "Yes! Right there! Fill me up and then paint me with it!"

William’s vision was tunneling. The world had narrowed down to the feeling of her tight, wet walls convulsing around him and the desperate need to release.

"Here I go! Fuck!"

Just as he reached the breaking point, he pulled out with a wet, sucking sound shlorp and positioned himself above her.

Catherine’s eyes locked onto his, her mouth open in anticipation. "Do it! Cuumm~! Fuck, do it now~!"

William let out a primal scream as his body buckled. A massive, hot torrent of semen erupted from him, shooting across Catherine’s body in powerful pulses.

The first jet hit her stomach, followed by another that splattered across her breasts and throat, and a third that coated her flushed cheeks and forehead.

"AHHHH~! I’m being covered in cum!"

"Oh gods, William~!" Catherine shrieked, not in protest, but in pure, delirious triumph.

She lay there, panting heavily, as the last few spurts painted her skin in white streaks.

For several minutes, the only sounds were their labored breathing and the distant drip of water. The chamber was silent except for the wet squelching of their bodies as they gradually settled.

Catherine slowly raised her hands, her fingers sliding through the sticky, warm mixture of cum, soap, and sweat that now coated every inch of her. She traced a line of semen down her cleavage, watching it glisten under the dim light.

"Ehehehe..." she giggled weakly, a dazed smile spreading across her face. "I’m covered in so many seeds... you really didn’t hold back at all."

She ran a hand over her thigh, feeling the tacky residue. "I wonder if this smell will ever wash off... it’s so strong."

She looked up at William, who was still catching his breath above her, looking utterly spent.

"I’d be okay if it didn’t," she confessed with a playful wink, "but... we may as well get in the bath at least once before we’re done for the night."

...

The steam in the bathroom was softer now, less chaotic than before, carrying the clean, floral scent of expensive soap mixed with the lingering, musky aroma of their shared climax. The warm water of the oversized marble bathtub lapped gently against their skin as they settled in.

William sat at the back of the tub, his broad, muscular back resting against the smooth stone, while Catherine slid backward between his thighs, letting her spine press against his solid, warm chest.

The silence between them wasn’t awkward; it was heavy with the afterglow of their intensity. Catherine sighed contentedly, feeling the steady, calming rhythm of William’s heartbeat against her shoulder blades.

William wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them.

"Doesn’t it kind of feel like we’re newlyweds like this?" he murmured, his voice gravelly and low in the quiet room. "Just two people lost in their own world."

Catherine felt a flush creep up her neck that had nothing to do with the water temperature.

"Y-yeah, it does..." she whispered, tilting her head back to rest against his collarbone. "It feels like we’re married."

"So warm... so safe."

William’s grip tightened slightly, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear. "Well, why don’t we start being married for real, then?"

Catherine froze for a heartbeat before turning her head to look at him with wide, startled eyes. "Huh? William!"

"Are you okay with that much progress so fast?!"

"We haven’t even finished the lesson yet~!" But despite her teasing protest, she didn’t pull away. Instead, she leaned back further into him, her eyes softening. "But... sure."

"If you’re really okay with that... I think I would be."

"Of course I am," William promised, his hand sliding down from her waist to explore the curves beneath the water. "I don’t want anyone else."

As he moved his hand, Catherine felt his cock still swollen and sensitive from their earlier encounter press firmly against the cleft of her ass. A mischievous glint returned to her eyes.

"So that means that thing I feel rubbing against my butt right now... it’ll be all mine, right? No sharing?"

She saw the surprise on his face before she let out a melodic giggle. "Just kidding!"

"Ehehe~." She turned slightly in his arms, her wet skin sliding against his. "Your cock belongs to your harem, William."

"I know your quest. And honestly?"

"I’m fine with that. As long as I get to be the one who has the most sex with you."

"Deal," William growled, already hooked by her boldness.

Catherine’s expression shifted from playful to hungry in an instant. "But I think I need another taste before we actually leave this tub."