Chapter 992. She Got Some Guts To Challenge Me! Then... I’ll Have To Show Her!**

Chapter 992: 992. She Got Some Guts To Challenge Me! Then... I’ll Have To Show Her!**

Aurelia let out another scoff, a defensive reflex against the sheer audacity of his claim. "Heh..."

"You think you’re that special?" she challenged, though her body gave her away as she involuntarily arched her back when his hand slid from her breast down to the junction of her thighs.

Rex paused, tilting his head to the side like a curious predator examining prey that had just shown a spark of defiance.

"Hm?" he hummed, a dangerous smile playing on his lips. "Is that a challenge, Aurelia? Because I take challenges very seriously."

The air in the room grew thick again, the sound of her rapid breathing and the distant creak of the bedframe setting the stage for what was coming next.

Aurelia forced herself to meet Rex’s predatory gaze, pushing through the haze of arousal to reclaim the icy composure that defined her as a noblewoman. Her eyes narrowed, scanning his cocky expression with undisguised contempt.

"You’ve been talking big this whole time," she began, her voice gaining strength as she weaponized her pride. "But let’s be honest, Rex."

"If it weren’t for this nonsense threat you’ve been given, you wouldn’t be getting laid at all, would you?"

"It’s pathetic, really." A cruel smile touched her lips as she saw his expression flicker. "I don’t know what kind of loose, easy women you’ve been playing with, but don’t you dare lump me in with them."

"I am not some tavern whore looking for validation."

Rex’s jaw tightened, the amusement draining from his face.

"If you’re here just to get off, then go do that on your own and leave me out of it, will you?" she continued, each word a calculated strike against his ego. "As soon as my husband gets home, I’ll be sleeping with him to my heart’s content, and you’ll be nothing more than a bad memory of a temporary inconvenience."

"So—"

She never got to finish her sentence.

The temperature in the room seemed to spike as Rex’s patience snapped. His eyes flashed with something far more dangerous than simple lust—pure, unadulterated rage.

"You think you’re above this?" he growled, his voice vibrating with magical energy. "You think your pathetic little pride matters right now?"

Without warning, he drove three fingers into her cunt with such violent force that her hips nearly left the mattress.

"AHHHH—!" Aurelia’s scream was cut short as he didn’t stop at mere physical penetration.

A crackling blue glow began to emanate from his fingertips. Rex channeled his lightning magic directly into her most sensitive nerve endings.

Zzzzzzt CRACKLE!

"AAAAAAAGGHHHH! OH GOD! REX! STOP!" Aurelia shrieked, her body convulsing as electricity coursed through her internal walls.

It wasn’t just pain; it was an overwhelming, terrifying overload of sensation. The magic bypassed her muscles and struck directly at her nerves, sending waves of white-hot agony and unwanted pleasure crashing through her brain simultaneously.

Schlick ZAP! Splat!

"You want to talk about being ’above’ me?" Rex roared over her screams, his fingers pumping inside her like pistons, each thrust accompanied by a fresh discharge of arcane energy. "Let’s see how noble you feel when I fry your fucking brain from the inside out!"

"Nnngh AAAAHHH! NO! PLEASE!" Her nails dug into the sheets so hard they tore.

Her back arched in a grotesque parody of ecstasy, her thighs shaking uncontrollably as the lightning danced between her folds. Every time his fingers struck her G spot, a bolt of magic detonated inside her.

Bzzzzzzzt SHHHH!

"GYAAAAAAH!" Her scream turned into a high-pitched, keening wail.

Her vision went white. The sensation was too much—the wet, squelching sounds of his fingers moving through her juices mixed with the deadly hiss of electricity.

The smell of burnt air and sweat filled her nostrils.

"Say it again, Aurelia!" Rex demanded, his fingers moving faster, more viciously, sending sparks flying off her wet skin. "Tell me how pathetic I am while I make you cum until you fucking break!"

"I...! I CAN’T! AHHHH! FUCK! OH GOD, IT’S TOO MUCH!" Aurelia’s words were lost in a torrent of incoherent moans and terrified screams.

Her body was no longer her own; it was a conductor for his power, her cunt clenching around his fingers in desperate, involuntary spasms as the lightning forced her climax to come in violent, uncontrolled waves.

Rex’s playful mockery died instantly, replaced by a cold, focused intensity. He stopped talking entirely, his jaw set in a hard line as his entire attention narrowed down to the wet, sparking junction between Aurelia’s thighs.

He became a machine of pure friction and magical torment. His fingers moved with terrifying speed, driving into her cunt in a relentless, piston-like rhythm that left no room for her to breathe.

Slap, squelch, slap, squelch, slap!

The sound was wet, obscene, and deafening in the charged atmosphere of the room. Each thrust was accompanied by the faint, threatening hiss of residual electricity crackling against her swollen folds.

"Nnnnngh... ahhh... ahh... ahh!" Aurelia’s moans were no longer coherent protests; they were raw, animalistic sounds forced out of her lungs by the sheer velocity of his assault.

’Dammit!’ she screamed internally, her mind racing through a fog of sensory overload. ’He’s more persistent than he looks!’

’Agh!’

’How long is he going to keep this up?!’

’My nerves feel like they’re being flayed alive!’

Rex wasn’t satisfied with two fingers. With a cruel smirk, he hooked his thumb against her inner thigh and forced a third finger into her already stretched entrance.

The additional intrusion forced her pussy to gape wider, exposing the glistening pink walls that were already slick with a mixture of her own arousal and the magical discharge.

Schlick slop, schlick slop!

Aurelia felt her consciousness beginning to fray at the edges. ’I want to push him away... I need to grab his wrists and throw him off me...’

But as she tried to summon the strength to move, her limbs felt useless. Her muscles had been overstimulated to the point of failure; her body felt impossibly limp, floating in a sea of white-hot sensation.

She was a prisoner in her own skin.

Rex leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice dropping to a deceptively gentle murmur that contrasted sharply with the violence happening below. "You don’t have to hold it in, Aurelia."

"Go ahead and moan if you need to, okay? Just let it out."

Aurelia’s eyes snapped open, pupils dilated to pinpricks.

"Wha—!? Why would I!?" she spat back, though the words were broken by a sharp gasp as he bottomed out against her cervix. "I’m not enjoying this at all, got it!?"

"This is torture, not pleasure!"

Rex didn’t respond with words. Instead, he increased the depth and the force.

He began to curl his fingers upward, deliberately hunting for the sensitive ridges that triggered her deepest responses.

Squish... squelch... ZAP!

Aurelia bit her lip so hard she tasted copper, fighting the urge to cry out.

’It’s fine,’ she told herself desperately, clinging to the last shreds of her dignity. ’He doesn’t know where my weak spots are yet...’

’I can get through this.’

’I can’t show him any weakness if he knows what makes me break; he’ll own me completely!’

"How about this then!?" Rex suddenly growled.

The challenge was punctuated by a sudden, brutal shift in technique. He drove all three fingers into their absolute limit, then pulled back nearly to the entrance before slamming them home again with bone-deep force.

He began to twist them in unison, creating a grinding motion that felt like it was rearranging her insides.

"GYAAAAAAAHHHH!" The scream finally tore free from her throat, echoing off the ceiling. "OH GOD! REX! STOP AHHHH! NNNGH!"

The grinding motion hit a nerve she had spent years learning to suppress. Her hips bucked violently, her toes curling as a wave of unwanted, overwhelming pleasure crashed into her.

The lightning magic flared brighter, responding to her heightened arousal, sending jagged bolts of blue energy through her clit that made her entire body convulse in a series of rapid-fire spasms.

Bzzzzzt! Slop squelch! BZZZZT!

"That’s it, Aurelia!" Rex commanded, his own breathing becoming ragged as he watched her unravel. "Show me that warrior’s pride breaking apart!"

Rex didn’t miss the subtle shift in her body language. He saw the way her breathing hitched in a specific rhythm, the way her inner thighs trembled with a particular frequency, and the way her pupils dilated until the irises were nearly gone.

He had found it the exact nerve cluster that governed her entire sense of pleasure.

With a predatory grin, he adjusted his angle, driving his fingers upward at a sharp angle while simultaneously grinding his knuckles against her swollen clit. He hit the spot with unerring accuracy.

"Nnngh! AAAAAAAHHHHHH!"

Aurelia’s entire world exploded. Her face contorted into an expression of pure, unadulterated ecstasy that shattered every ounce of her noble composure.

Her mouth fell wide open in a silent scream before a torrent of sound burst forth. Her spine snapped taut like a bowstring, her head lifting off the pillow and crashing back against Rex’s shoulder as her body underwent a catastrophic climax.

"GYAAAAAAH! OH GOD! OH FUCK! AAAAAHHHH!"

Her hips bucked uncontrollably beneath him as a powerful fountain of arousal erupted from her.

A stream of clear fluid sprayed across Rex’s hand and the sheets, the wetness making a rapid splat-splat-splat sound as it hit the fabric. Her cunt clutched at his fingers in violent, rhythmic spasms, milking him as she spiraled through waves of overwhelming sensation.

Squish... squelch... splat!

Rex watched with satisfaction as she shuddered, her body going completely limp as the aftershocks of her orgasm rippled through her. After one final, convulsive twitch, he slowly withdrew his fingers from her soaking, gaping cunt.

"Yup~ There we go!" Rex said, his voice smooth and dripping with triumph.