Chapter 29: Filling Raven Up**

Chapter 29: Chapter 29: Filling Raven Up**

Raven whimpered as the cold morning breeze kissed her exposed, dripping folds. The sudden chill made her pussy tingle and clench around nothing.

Without so much as a word she slowly unbuttoned the rest of her shirt and let it slide off her shoulders, the discarded cloth falling to the floor. Now she was bare except for the tiny black panties still yanked to the side, one small hand still wrapped around the thick, hot length of his cock as if she was afraid it might disappear.

Michael swallowed hard.

’Well... it would be foolish of me not to oblige...’

The thought trailed off as the memory of how he had gotten Rachel pregnant slammed into him.

’I better use a condom. Just in case.’

The problem was, he had none on him. And he doubted the Sovereign Realm stocked condoms.

Besides, the look Raven was giving him right now was one he had seen a dozen times before—the flushed cheeks, the glassy golden eyes, the parted lips that silently screamed ’breed me’.

Michael pushed himself up and shoved the rest of his shorts down. His slightly upward-curved ten-inch cock sprang free again, heavy and already throbbing, the head still shiny with her spit and the last traces of his earlier release.

’I can’t pass this up... but I also can’t get her pregnant.’ He clenched his fists, causing his eight-pack abs to flex. ’I guess I’ll just have to rely on my expert pull-out game.’

With that new conviction he looked down at her. His gaze dragged slowly over every inch of her tan body: the cute, flushed face and twitching cat ears, the huge, perky breasts that were soft yet firm, the slim little waist, and the parted thighs still glistening with her earlier orgasm.

Then he reached down, gripped her by the waist, and lifted her like she weighed nothing before dropping her onto the bed; her long red hair spilling across the sheets like liquid silk.

Raven gasped—soft, sweet, and needy.

Michael climbed over her, fisted his shaft, and let the thick, scorching underside kiss the soft, slick folds of her pussy.

He didn’t push in. Not yet. Instead he settled the full length of his cock against her firm, hot stomach so she could see exactly how deep he was about to go.

The flushed head reached past her navel. The heavy shaft lay like a brand across her skin, twitching with every heartbeat.

Raven’s eyes shot wide. She stared at the thick, steaming length resting on her belly.

"That’s..." she whispered under her breath, voice almost shaking. "That’s going to kill me."

Even as she said it, she didn’t move. She didn’t flinch. Deep down, she knew she had already come too far to stop now.

Looking up at Michael’s handsome face—calm, confident, she felt the terrifying certainty that he knew exactly what he was doing.

He adjusted his shaft slightly, dragging the underside of his cock back down until the fat head nestled against her dripping entrance.

Then he rolled his hips, sliding the entire length through her soaked folds in one long, deliberate stroke. The thick crown grazed her swollen clit on the way forward, then dragged over it again on the way back.

Raven’s eyes fluttered shut. Her hands flew up to grip his shoulders.

"Ah~ Mmmh~ it’s so hot...."

Michael smirked at the broken little sounds she made. He kept the slow, torturous grinding going for a few more strokes—coating himself in her slick, letting her feel every ridge and vein—before suddenly stopping dead.

Raven’s eyes fluttered open slowly. Her mouth fell slack. And before she knew it, as if controlled by someone else, her hips began grinding against him on their own, desperate and shameless.

"Please... don’t stop... it feels too good."

Staring down at her, Michael suddenly felt the urge to pay her back for everything she had put him through a little teasing. After all, just like he had said—there was more than one way of defeating someone.

He leaned down slowly until his lips brushed the sensitive shell of her twitching cat ear. Hot breath spilled over the delicate fur and made her entire body tremble.

"Hmmm..." he murmured, voice low and rough. "What exactly shouldn’t I stop?"

Raven kept grinding beneath him, desperate and shameless. The thick, flushed head of his cock kept prodding against her dripping entrance with every roll of her hips, but she was so tight the little force she could muster wasn’t enough to force him inside.

The fat crown only kissed her hole, stretching the soft outer lips just enough to make her whimper before slipping away again.

Her lips parted. Breath hitching as the words finally slipped out in a broken, needy whisper.

"Please don’t stop... don’t stop touching my pussy."

Her hand left his shoulder and slid down between their bodies, small fingers wrapping around the slick head of his cock, as she tried to guide him, pressing the leaking tip more firmly against her entrance.

"Please put it in," she begged, voice cracking. "I want to feel it inside my virgin pussy."

Michael’s eyes widened. "Wait... you’re a virgin?"

Raven nodded slowly, chest heaving, heavy breasts rising and falling with every shaky breath. Her golden eyes were glassy, cheeks burning, but she didn’t look away.

"Yes. I’ve never gone all the way before... you’ll be my first."

Michael swallowed hard. He hadn’t expected her to still be a virgin—not after how bold she had been. The realization settled heavy in his chest, making the moment feel far more significant than he had prepared for.

He nodded almost to himself and gently pressed the thick, flushed head against her entrance. "Then I’ll be gentle."

Raven hummed in quiet acknowledgement, body trembling beneath him.

He pushed forward.

The first inch sank into her with agonizing slowness. Her virgin walls parted reluctantly around the fat crown, stretching wider than they ever had before.

"Nnh... ahh..."

Hearing the soft whimper escape her, he let another inch in. Then another. Raven’s golden eyes rolled back, her lashes fluttering as a wave of liquid heat flooded every nerve.

’Ahng... Haah... this feels way too good.’

There was almost no pain—only a deep, overwhelming fullness that made her toes curl.

Her arms came up and wrapped tightly around his neck, pulling him closer as a long, shaky moan spilled from her lips.

"Mmmhh... Michael..."

He kept sinking deeper, the thick shaft spreading her open inch by torturous inch until the swollen head kissed the soft entrance of her cervix.

Raven found herself unable to even breathe. It was as if every ridge and vein of his cock was dragging directly across sensitive nerves she never knew existed. It felt like her entire pussy no, her entire trembling body had become one enormous erogenous zone.

She suddenly clung to him harder, voice high and desperate.

"Michael... please... please don’t move yet—ahh—this feels... way too good... I’m losing my mind..."

Michael glanced at her once, but didn’t listen.

He pulled back slowly, almost all the way to the head. The long, wet drag of his cock against her fluttering walls made her insides scream in absolute pleasure.

Her legs snapped up and locked around his waist as a sharp, broken cry tore from her throat. The climax hit her all at once, fierce and overwhelming, rippling through her in trembling waves until she could barely draw breath.

’That was... amazing...’ she thought, whimpering. Her legs felt like warm, trembling noodles beneath her, loosening as the last aftershocks left her weak and utterly breathless.

She stared up at him with glassy, dazed eyes, lips parted, chest heaving. ’Is this... sex?’

Michael had to grit his teeth to hold back a moan of his own. Her pussy was impossibly tight and wet—like a perfect, living sheath molded just for his cock.

When she trembled and clung to him, those soft inner folds had clenched and rippled around him as if trying to suck him dry, massaging every inch.

’Fuck... this feels so good,’ he thought, his grip on her waist tightening.

As he kept moving, a sharp metallic chime suddenly rang his head.

Ding!

[Host has conquered and acquired the virginity of Raven Cross]

[Your Incubus Bloodline has gained +1 Purity]

[Please keep up the good work and make her completely addicted to your cock.]

A smirk curved his lips. ’So that’s how the incubus bloodline works, huh.’

He gripped her slim waist hard and slammed all the way back in.

"Ahhhh—!"

Raven’s eyes rolled back fully. Her moan cracked into a series of high, broken sounds that filled the room.

"Ahh—! Mmmhh—! Nngh—! Michael—!"

He pulled out slowly, then drove deep again. And again. Each thrust punched the air from her lungs in wet, filthy gasps. Her hands pushed weakly against his chest—not knowing whether to pull him closer or push him away from the dangerous pleasure flooding her.

"Michael—I’m—I’m cumming again—!"

The moment her words rang in his ears, he immediately found her sensitive clit with his thumb, rubbing tight, relentless circles around it.

Raven’s expression went completely blank for a second—mouth open in a silent scream, golden eyes unfocused, cat ears flattened hard against her head.

She clung desperately to him, her nails leaving crescent-shaped marks along his forearm. Michael knew this one was intense, and pulled away just as the climax hit, leaving her trembling in his arms.

A hard spray of clear fluid gushed from her, soaking his lower stomach and the sheets beneath them. Her empty pussy clenched desperately at nothing, fluttering and twitching as the aftershocks rolled through her.

She reached for him with shaking hands, voice ruined.

"One moment... give me one—"

He slammed back inside before she could finish.

"Aren’t you enjoying this far too much?" he growled against her ear, hips never stopping. "How many times have you cummed now without even making me cum?"

Raven could barely hear him. Her forehead dropped hard against his chest as another wave of pleasure crashed through her. Broken moans spilled endlessly from her lips.

’This is dangerous... way too dangerous... If he keeps this up I won’t be normal agai...’

He drove deep, the thick head battering her cervix, and her thoughts fractured.

’But... I don’t want to—ahh—stop it... this feels way too good!’

Michael suddenly felt her walls clamp down hard. She was about to cum again—and so was he.

He tried to pull out, but Raven’s legs locked around his waist like a vice.

"Please... inside..." she begged, voice high and broken. "Cum inside me—"

"Hey! Don’t joke around like that!" he snarled, trying to use more strength. "I can’t start taking care of two children already!"

However, the more he struggled, the more Raven held him tighter, moaning through every thrust.

"It’s a safe day... so please... fill me—"

Michael’s control snapped.

He buried himself to the hilt, gripping her soft, heavy breasts hard as his second thick liquid exploded out of him; hot, heavy ropes of cum flooding her virgin womb.

Raven’s eyes rolled back completely. Her legs trembled violently around him as her own orgasm crashed through her at the same time—cunt milking him in frantic, rhythmic pulses, sucking every drop deeper.

He collapsed onto her chest, both of them shaking, his cock still twitching inside her as the last spurts painted her walls white.

Just as his eyes began to flutter closed, the system rang out again.

Ding!

[Your Incubus Bloodline has earned +3 Purity]

[You have awakened innate skill: Demonic Qi]