Chapter 201 - 200 : Danger Appearing

Chapter 201: Chapter 200 : Danger Appearing

The bedroom was thick with the heavy, musky scent of sex, mixed with the faint metallic tang of Yor’s virgin blood, the creamy warmth of Haruto’s load still leaking from her freshly torn pussy, and the raw, salty aroma of Aira’s saliva still clinging to Haruto’s cock.

Haruto had been fucking Aira’s mouth with long, deep, relentless strokes — his thick, veined cock sliding in and out of her throat while her tongue swirled desperately around the head and her lips stretched wide around his girth. Saliva poured out of the corners of her mouth in thick, sticky ropes, running down her chin and dripping onto her breasts. Aira’s eyes were watering, her moans muffled and broken as she tried to take every inch.

But Haruto suddenly pulled back.

He didn’t cum inside her mouth.

He didn’t want to waste it.

The swollen head of his cock slipped free with a wet, obscene pop. A thick strand of saliva still connected her lips to the tip before breaking. Haruto’s face was flushed, his breathing ragged, his cock rock-hard and shiny with Aira’s saliva — veins bulging, head glistening, every pulse of blood making it throb visibly.

He leaned at the edge of the bed and sat down, his thick cock standing straight up between his heavy thighs, still dripping with Aira’s spit and precum.

Aira crawled toward him on all fours, completely naked, her breasts swaying, her pussy already dripping with fresh arousal. She looked up at him with sparkling, hungry eyes.

Haruto poured a generous amount of lube from the bottle onto his already wet cock. The clear gel coated every inch of his thick shaft, making it shine obscenely under the fading moon light.

"Sit on it, Aira," he said, voice low and commanding.

Aira didn’t hesitate.

She climbed onto the bed, straddled his lap, and slowly lowered herself.

Her heavy, swollen pussy folds parted like warm butter. The thick head of Haruto’s lubed cock pressed against her slick entrance and sank inside with an overwhelming, wet sound. Yor’s blood and his own cum were long gone — only the fresh heat of Aira’s tight pussy remained.

Aira moaned loudly as the thick shaft stretched her open. Her pussy walls were hot, sticky, and slimy with arousal, gripping him like a velvet fist. The lube made everything glide smoothly, but the sheer tightness and wetness of her made Haruto’s eyes roll back.

"Fuuuuck... Aira... your pussy is so hot... so wet..." he groaned.

Aira sank down inch by inch, her heavy thighs trembling, her heavy breasts bouncing with every movement. When she finally sat fully on him — her ass resting against his hips — the entire length of his cock was buried deep inside her. They both cried out at the same time.

The overwhelming pleasure hit them like a wave.

Yor’s pussy had been torn and freshly used. Aira’s was tight, untouched, and dripping with pure, hot arousal. The contrast made Haruto’s head spin. Aira’s pussy was hot, slippery, and perfectly gripping him — the walls fluttering and squeezing around every inch of his cock like it never wanted to let go.

Aira buried her face in Haruto’s neck, her arms wrapping tight around his back. She hugged him with all her strength, her heavy breasts squished softly against his chest, her nipples hard and rubbing against his skin. Her legs wrapped around his waist, locking him deep inside her.

"Haruto... you feel so good... so thick inside me..." she moaned into his neck, her voice shaking with pleasure.

Haruto’s hands roamed over her back and ass, gripping her heavy cheeks and spreading them. Then he started to fuck her — hard, deep, and powerful.

He thrust up into her, slamming his cock all the way to the hilt with every powerful stroke. Aira’s body jolted with every impact, her heavy breasts bouncing wildly against his chest, her moans turning into loud, broken cries of pleasure.

The bed creaked violently beneath them. The wet, obscene sound of his cock slamming into her dripping pussy filled the room — slap, slap, slap — mixed with Aira’s desperate moans and Haruto’s low, guttural grunts.

Aira held him tighter, her nails digging into his back, her face still buried in his neck, completely lost in the overwhelming sensation of her soulmate’s thick cock fucking her senseless.

Haruto fucked her harder, his hips snapping with raw power, the lube making everything slick and shiny, the heat of her pussy gripping him like a vice.

The only thing that existed was the wet, filthy sounds of Haruto fucking Aira’s pussy while she held him tight and moaned like she had never been fucked before.

And Haruto was completely, perfectly, blissfully lost in the overwhelming pleasure of his two favorite girls.

The bedroom was filled with the wet, filthy sounds of Haruto’s thick cock slamming into Aira’s dripping pussy.

Slap. Slap. Slap.

Every powerful thrust made her heavy breasts bounce wildly against his chest, her moans turning into loud, broken cries of pleasure. Aira’s arms were locked tight around his back, her nails digging into his skin, her face buried in the crook of his neck as she held him close. Yor’s cum was still slowly leaking out of her freshly torn pussy and soaking the sheets, but Aira’s hot, sticky arousal was coating Haruto’s cock and dripping down his heavy balls with every deep stroke.

The room smelled of pure sex — the sharp, salty tang of cum, the sweet musk of Aira’s pussy, and the faint metallic note of Yor’s virgin blood that still lingered on the white sheets.

Haruto’s hips snapped harder, deeper, faster. He was lost in the overwhelming heat and tightness of Aira’s cunt, the way her walls fluttered and gripped him like a vice.

Then — suddenly — his phone vibrated on the bed beside them.

The vibration was strong and sharp, cutting through the wet, obscene sounds like a knife.

Haruto’s eyes flew open. His cock was buried balls-deep inside Aira when he reached out and grabbed the phone with one hand, never stopping his deep, powerful thrusts.

He glanced at the screen.

An unknown number.

The message was short and chilling:

"You are not safe today."

Haruto’s blood turned to ice.

Aira was too lost in pleasure to notice. She had her face buried in his neck, moaning softly and grinding her hips down to take every inch, completely unaware that her soulmate was holding a phone in one hand while his cock was still buried deep inside her pussy.

Haruto’s free thumb typed quickly while he continued fucking Aira with hard, deep strokes.

"Who are you?"

The phone screen lit up again almost instantly.

A photo loaded.

Haruto froze.

The image was crystal clear.

Hina.

She was completely naked, sitting on a chair, legs spread wide. One hand was squeezing her heavy breast, pinching her nipple. The other hand was between her thick thighs, two fingers spreading her already sticky pussy lips open, revealing the glistening, ruined entrance. The background was dark, the lighting soft and intimate — the same lighting she always used when she wanted to look dangerous and seductive.

The sight hit Haruto like a punch to the gut.

While he was balls-deep inside Aira, fucking her, the picture of Hina’s naked, spread pussy was staring him in the face.

His cock twitched violently inside Aira’s hot, gripping heat.

Aira felt it — the sudden surge of power in his thrusts — and moaned louder, her body shaking with pleasure.

"Haruto... harder... I want to feel you..."

That was all it took.

Haruto lost control.

He grabbed Aira’s ass with both hands and slammed into her with raw, animal force — deep, brutal strokes that made the bed slam against the wall. The phone still held the photo of Hina’s dripping cunt in his peripheral vision, making his cock throb even harder.

He couldn’t hold back anymore.

His balls tightened.

"Aira... I’m cumming...!"

The orgasm exploded out of him.

Thick, hot, sticky cum erupted straight into Aira’s womb — powerful, endless, and relentless. Haruto fucked her through every pulse, grinding his hips hard against her ass as he pumped load after thick load deep inside her pussy. Cum overflowed immediately, pushing out around his shaft in creamy white rivers that ran down her ass and soaked the sheets beneath them.

Aira’s eyes flew wide with shock and overwhelming pleasure.

"Fuuuuck... Haruto... it’s so much... I can feel it... it’s filling me up..."

She stayed exactly like that — legs wrapped tightly around his waist, face buried in his neck, holding him deep inside her as the last drops of his cum leaked out around his cock.

Haruto stayed buried inside her too, panting hard, his face pressed against hers. His cock was still twitching with aftershocks, still leaking the final weak spurts of cum into her womb.

Aira was still lost in the afterglow of her orgasm from Haruto’s cock, her body trembling with satisfaction.

Haruto’s heart hammered against his ribs.

Even though Hina was a woman he had no desire to sleep with or fuck her, the image of her spread-open, dripping pussy had made him lose control.

He couldn’t stop thinking about it.