Dungeon Overlord: Monster Girl Harem!

Her warmth was like a hot spring around his shaft, but she still couldn't fit more than a third of its length, and with every thrust, she slid up and down, the heavy sound of air leaving as her juices gushed in a hot, obscene rush. Wet sounds filled the room, slaps and squelches that sent shivers crawling up Leonhardt's spine.

His fingers sank into Nyxara's soft brown thighs, squeezing them with his lust as he fought to keep her balanced. Her folds fluttered each time his glans kissed her entrance, until finally, her insides loosened just enough as he slammed her down.

"Agck!!?"

Her scream cracked into a gasp, breath shattering as his cock buried itself to the hilt. Her walls deformed around him, stretching unnaturally to fit his monstrous girth, the tip nudging her womb like a kiss to her soul.

"Oooh… fuck..."

Leonhardt's thoughts shattered under the pressure of her heat. He barely registered the way Nyxara collapsed, her back arched, body convulsing in release. Her sticky arousal squirted across his chest and abs in short, messy bursts.

Hunger and lust flooded his mind, drowning him in her scent, her heat, her tightness—

Then—

"Master... Leon..."

Olga's voice slid into his ear like silk over flame, followed by the soft press of her nose against his cheek. The corruption inside him pulsed, dark and eager, gnawing at its leash.

With a grunt, Leonhardt reached out blindly. His fingers sank into firm flesh—Olga's smooth cheek. His other hand seized Nyxara by the hips, lifting and dragging her slowly along his length.

"Uugh..."

The dark elf moaned like a broken instrument, her body bouncing on his cock, mind unravelling as his thick glans ground against her G-spot again and again, milking wave after wave of climax from her limp, overstimulated form.

She was nothing more than a warm, soaking hole to fuck, a vessel for him to use and fill with his seed. Leonhardt's thoughts twisted darker, sharper; his desire carved into him, overwhelming any sense of decency.

"Nyxara."

His monstrous cock plunged into her oozing depths with an obscene squish, caught inside her velvet folds, which locked him inside with a wet pop. Every part of him twitched at her warmth. The swollen rod trembled as the dark elf moaned breathlessly in response to his thrusts.

"Master... I can't... breathe..."

Nyxara groaned with a wordless cry, her hips pressed tight against his thighs, thoughts blurred as her ass clapped and bounced the moment his cock kissed her cervix.

"Yet your insides clamp down on me like a bitch, or do you just love cock?"

The dark elf's mouth hung open, drool leaking from the corner of her lip, while Olga's partially open eyes watched with a sneaky glance, the heat of Leonhardt's palm on her cheek sending chills down her spine.

"I love it..." Her words were quiet, but Leonhardt didn't care.

Smack!

"Love what?" Leonhardt's hand shot up and slapped the dark elf's thigh.

Olga's body jolted at the sound of skin meeting skin.

She didn't know what was happening, but her eyes opened wide when the scent from earlier grew stronger. Nyxara's juices, Leonhardt's thick, lusty musk and something more... all mixed in a dense cocktail that left Olga's mind dizzy with arousal.

"I love your... cock." Her voice was shaky, barely heard through strained groans.

"I can't hear you."

Slap!

"Ngh! I love it... master, your cock is the only thing I crave!"

"Are all dark elves like you?" He smiled, the dark emotions growing inside his chest folded and churned like a storm, swirling into an ocean of lust that spilt out in waves. "Or are you just a whore for your master?"

Nyxara trembled as his thick member swelled deep within her.

The moment he used her like a toy, she couldn't resist... the immense pressure inside her growing with each violent thrust, when he slammed his monstrous cock into her tight pussy.

"I'm your whore..."

Her voice was barely a whisper, but she didn't need to repeat it.

Leonhardt huffed as he lifted her powerless body, his cock dragging her insides as it slipped out with a lewd pop. "M-Master!?" Nyxara covered her mouth as juices gushed uncontrollably from her entrance, which throbbed helplessly in empty air.

He grabbed the base of his monstrous beast, swaying it from side to side, "Do you want it?" His cock slapped her thighs with a wet slap, smearing his pre-cum on her skin like a tattoo of ownership. "Do you need this big fat cock?"

Olga started panting, her thighs rubbing together as heat spread from her abdomen, and something began to soak her panties.

She didn't know what was happening; her eyes were focused on Leonhardt's naked body. He seemed bigger than before, his muscles so perfectly sculpted, she could only imagine running her fingers along his thick chest and licking him.

Leonhardt's hands slipped along the sweaty skin of Nyxara, his hands sinking into her firm ass, squishing and pulling it apart with a creamy squelch, her pussy still gaping, while her cute little asshole puckered slightly.

Leonhardt didn't know why he was acting like this, but he couldn't resist...

He grabbed his dick and rubbed the slimy tip against her squishy, untouched asshole, causing Nyxara's body to shudder, her hips twitched as she tried to pull away.

"Ah... Master... that's...not the right hole..."

The fear in her voice caused Leonhardt's cock to pulse with lust, and without warning or even a hint of remorse, he pulled her cheeks apart, then buried his girthy tip inside her ass.

"No...ooo~"

He felt her flesh tighten like a vice grip around his shaft. She didn't just clamp down, however; it felt more like something sucked on him, pulling him into a world of pleasure.

The heat of her ass was too different from her pussy, and as Nyxara screamed out, Leonhardt found himself wanting to push every inch inside.

He shoved her downwards with a sharp grunt, the thick glans stretching out her soft ring of muscle as he thrust deeper, inch by inch. She became a complete mess, split apart by his inhuman cock.

She shook with shock, but deep in her core, she wanted more, squeezing her buttocks in invitation.

"Why does my ass feel good... It's hot... but I want more~"

Leonhardt's chest throbbed as he pulled out his cock and pushed her down, lifting Nyxara's legs in the air, and spreading them. "Such a fine ass..." He collected spit in his mouth before letting it drool down and fill her swollen asshole.

"Nyxara... you're so beautiful."

"Y-you're just saying that, but..." It still made her heart race—she grabbed her buttocks with both hands, pulling apart the sweaty brown cheeks with a lewd squelch. "You want my ass, right?" Nyxara turned away, sinking her teeth deep into her lips.

"Such a great woman... I won't let you go."

His monstrous head slid into her back hole with a wet pop.

The resistance of her ass squeezed against his thickness, and yet clamped down, gripping him like a vice. Every thrust made the elf squeal, hips bucking hard enough to slap her ass together with a loud clap.

He kept her pinned down with one hand, yanking her legs apart, the other kneading her plump ass cheek as he plunged deeper.

Each slam made her flinch, yet her body seemed to love the pain. Saliva dripped from her parted lips, the smell of her honey mixed with sweat and corrupted lust filled the cheap bedroom's stale air, making Leon's head swim.

Nyxara's moans grew louder, more ragged and broken.

Her brain'd gone to mush, but her body responded in waves.

He felt her walls clench around him tightly, each shuddered contraction drawing out more of his ferocious hunger. When he hammered into her back door, he bent her legs further, knees pressed to the collar, cock buried to the base, and her pussy soaked with desire.

"Beg for it," he snarled, voice low and throaty, hot with malice and hunger.

She whimpered without power, body quivering and obeyed, head shaking.

"Please… master… fuck me… harder… fill my ass with your love!"

His cock twitched deep inside her. He shifted, stretching the head until it nudged her womb again. The dual friction of cock in ass and cock in pussy made her body melt into a craving. His thrusts quickened, loud slaps echoing off cheap wooden walls.

Her cries became tangled into a long, passionate sigh as pressure built. Every nerve in her lower body screamed. Tears flooded her cheeks, not from pain but the overwhelming pleasure that overwrote her senses. She convulsed, again and again, every contraction milking him to a pulse-shaking beat.

"Again," he rasped, pulling her cheeks high, cock shifted just to graze her cervix, plunging deeper into her ass. She bounced beneath him, hips jerking as his cock gouged her insides and curved against her womb, the dense pressure blissful.

Honey sprayed from her crotch and stained the bedding and floor, smeared across her trembling thighs. Her eyes rolled up, her mouth opened wide with long panting breaths, barely aware of anything but the cock that filled her.

Leonhardt grunted, overwhelmed by the crushing desire inside that demanded release.

The bed rocked under the weight, springs creaked as it groaned with strain.

Leon's cock swelled and thickened until the pressure consumed him. He slammed his cock into her tight, warm asshole to the base, pounding her like a fleshlight.

"Ah!"

Nyxara's body trembled with shock, the sudden change of hole caused pleasure to burst like fireworks throughout her lower half as his cock swelled and filled her insides with cum.

She couldn't stop...

Her body tore itself apart in orgasm, loud and messy. Like a beast, she screamed his name as her walls locked down, then trembled with final contraction. Nyxara collapsed, and his seed spurted from her gaping ass.

And he wasn't done.

Slowly, he began another round, and she answered his desires... no matter how broken her body became.