Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 998

Chapter 998: Vanessa’s Heaven (r-18)

Her entire body launched off the mattress.

"OH FUCK—" She moaned while her hands slammed into my hair. Grabbed. Yanked.

Her thighs clamped around my ears then immediately fell open again because the pleasure was already too big, too sharp, and she couldn’t decide whether to crush me or spread wider so I could ruin her properly.

I didn’t tease. Not today. Not for a woman who’d never had a mouth this good between her legs in her entire forty-something years of life. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

I sealed my lips around her clit—fat, engorged, pulsing like a second heartbeat—and sucked. Gentle suction at first, then firmer, drawing the sensitive pearl deeper into the wet heat of my mouth.

My tongue circled it in tight, slow spirals while the suction pulled blood to the surface, making it swell even thicker against my tongue. Her hips bucked—hard, violent—and she cried out. Not words. Just a broken, animal sound of pure shock.

"Oh my God—Peter—what—how—"

I worked her clit ruthlessly now—fast little flicks over the underside, then broad, dragging laps that covered every millimeter, then back to pointed, fluttering lashes right on the tip.

My hands gripped her thighs, thumbs digging into the softest inner flesh, prying her wider, keeping her spread and helpless while her hips rolled against my face in messy, desperate circles—rhythm of someone who’d never been taught how to chase this, only how to survive without it.

Then I dropped lower.

Tongue rigid, I speared straight into her entrance—hot, silky, impossibly tight after so long unused.

Her walls clamped down instantly, fluttering in frantic spasms around the intrusion, trying to pull me deeper.

I fucked her with my tongue—slow at first, then faster—thrusting in and out in wet, obscene strokes, curling the tip upward to drag along that spongy front wall with every plunge. Her slick gushed in fresh pulses, coating my chin, dripping down my neck, pooling under her ass.

"Don’t stop—please—fuck—don’t you dare stop—"

I wouldn’t.

Not when she was making those wrecked, half-sobbing sounds. Not when her fingers were twisted so tight in my hair it burned. Not when her thighs shook so violently the whole bed frame rattled.

I activated Touch through my palms—sliding both hands up her body while my tongue kept fucking deep into her cunt.

Fingers splayed across her ribs, then cupped those heavy, swaying breasts again, thumbs and forefingers pinching her dark, elongated nipples with perfect pressure—rewriting every nerve ending so that each pinch sent lightning straight to her clit.

Her back arched off the mattress like she’d been electrocuted.

"PETER—"

Her inner muscles spasmed wildly—clenching, releasing, clenching again—like her cunt was trying to milk an orgasm out of my tongue itself.

I moved one hand lower.

Thumb found her clit—swollen, slippery, throbbing—and rubbed fast, tight circles while my tongue kept spearing deep, fucking her open, stretching her, filling her in wet, filthy rhythm.

The other hand stayed on her breast, rolling that thick nipple, tugging it gently, letting the enhanced nerves turn every pinch into a direct pulse against her core.

Her stomach clenched in rhythmic waves. Thighs trembled uncontrollably. Hips ground against my face with zero grace left—just pure, animal need.

"I’m—something’s—I think I’m gonna—fuck—I’m coming—"

Her whole body locked. Every muscle seized at once—thighs crushing my head, stomach caving in, back bowing so hard only her shoulders and heels touched the bed. Mouth open in a silent scream.

Then the sound tore free—a raw, high, broken wail that echoed off the walls.

She came violently on my tongue.

Her pussy convulsed in deep, powerful contractions—walls clamping down on my thrusting tongue like a fist, trying to trap it inside. Her clit throbbed wildly under my thumb. Fresh slick flooded out in hot, rhythmic gushes—coating my chin, my cheeks, running in thick rivulets down her ass crack to the sheets.

Her thighs shook so hard they slapped against my ears. Fingers went slack in my hair. Toes curled tight.

I didn’t stop.

I fucked her through it—slower now, tongue still sliding in and out of those pulsing walls, thumb still circling her spasming clit with feather-light pressure, drawing out every aftershock.

Each soft thrust pulled another whimper, another hip jerk, another flutter from her wrecked cunt.

When the worst of the tremors finally eased—when her body went limp and boneless and her breathing turned to ragged little sobs—I gave one last, gentle lick from entrance to clit, collecting the last of her release.

She flinched—overstimulated, swollen, hypersensitive—but didn’t pull away.

I lifted my head.

She was staring at the ceiling through tears. Chin shining with her own slick. Eyes glassy, wrecked, devastated in the best way. The look of a woman who’d just had something fundamental rewritten inside her.

"Nobody..." she whispered, voice cracked. "Nobody’s ever... done that. Not... Ahhhh~"

That’s why I am the Liberation Dark Lord, babe. That’s why!

I crawled up her body. Settled beside her. Pulled her into my chest. She buried her face against me and cried—quiet, steady, cleansing tears that had been dammed up far longer than two years.

I held her. Stroked her back. Let her shake.

"I came so hard I cried. That’s mortifying."

"You had cartoon-cat panties. That’s mortifying."

"I want the rest," she said quietly. "I want you inside me. I want to feel what I’ve been missing for so fucking long."

"Oh," she breathed again.

I lowered myself over her. Chest to her soft, heavy breasts. Stomach to the gentle curve of her belly. My cock sliding hot and thick through her soaked folds, nudging her oversensitive clit on every pass until she whimpered.

And pushed in—slow, relentless, inch by thick inch—stretching her open for the first time in years while her nails dug into my back and she gasped my name like a prayer.

Gods, the way her pussy took me. I watched it happen—those plump, dark-flushed outer lips parting obscenely around the fat head of my cock, stretching wide, glistening with fresh slick as I sank deeper.

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