Harem Points System: Every Touch Counts!

Seraphina's fingers wrapped around Xavier's length with a deliberate slowness, her touch light at first, almost featherlike, as if testing the waters of his renewed arousal.

The silk sheets beneath them were tangled and warm from their earlier passion, the lantern's glow casting flickering shadows that danced across their skin like silent witnesses.

She straddled his thighs, her gown still bunched at her waist, exposing the soft curves of her hips and the glistening evidence of their shared release. Her eyes locked onto his.

"You think you can handle another round?" she teased, her voice a husky whisper, laced with the afterglow of her own climax but hungry for more. Her thumb circled the tip, feeling him twitch and harden under her palm, the velvety skin heating against her touch.

Xavier's breath hitched, his hands sliding up her thighs, fingers digging into the supple flesh with just enough pressure to make her gasp. Lust stirred anew in his chest, a fire that hadn't fully dimmed—'She's insatiable, that look in her eyes, like she could devour me whole… but I like this.'

"Phina, you're the one starting this," he murmured, his voice rough, eyes darkening as he watched her hand move. "But if you keep stroking me like that, I won't be the one begging."

He bucked his hips slightly, pushing into her grip, the friction sending a jolt through him, his thoughts racing with how perfectly her hand fit, how she knew exactly how to twist and pump to drive him mad.

She laughed softly, the sound sultry and breathy, leaning down to brush her lips against his ear. "Oh, I don't know… I like hearing you beg. Remember last time? How you whispered my name like it was a curse and a prayer?"

Her strokes grew firmer, her palm gliding up and down his shaft, feeling the veins pulse beneath her fingers, the heat radiating from him making her core ache with fresh need. Lustful emotions flooded her—'He's so hard again, throbbing in my hand, making me wet just thinking about him inside me… I want to taste him first, feel him fill my mouth before he fills me.'

She shifted lower, her breasts brushing his abdomen as she positioned herself, her tongue darting out to lick the underside of his length in a long, slow stroke.

Xavier groaned, his head falling back against the pillows, the sensation electric—her warm, wet tongue tracing him like she was savoring a forbidden treat.

"Fuck, Phina… you're going to kill me with that mouth." His hands tangled in her hair, not pulling but guiding, feeling the silky strands slip through his fingers. The view was intoxicating—her lips parted, eyes half-lidded with desire, as she took him in, inch by inch. The warmth enveloped him, her mouth tight and slick, her tongue swirling around the head before she sucked gently, drawing a deep moan from his throat. 'She's perfect, that suction, the way she hums around me… god, I could cum just from this, but I want to make it last, hear her moan too.'

Seraphina's own thoughts were a whirlwind of heat 'He tastes so good, salty and sweet from before, filling my mouth so completely… I love how he twitches, how his breath catches.'

She bobbed her head slowly, taking him deeper with each motion, her hand stroking the base in rhythm, twisting lightly to add that extra spark.

The gag reflex she fought only heightened the thrill, her eyes watering slightly as she relaxed her throat, feeling him hit the back, the fullness making her pussy clench with envy.

She pulled back for a breath, her lips glistening, and whispered, "You like that? Feeling my throat around you… imagining it's somewhere else?"

Her voice was teasing, sexy, a challenge wrapped in seduction as she dove back in, sucking harder now, her free hand cupping his balls, rolling them gently.

"Phina… yes, fuck yes," Xavier rasped, his hips lifting to meet her mouth, the pleasure building like a storm. "You're so good at this… but what if I flip you over right now? Pin you down and tease you until you're the one whispering pleas?"

His words were laced with heat, his hand tightening in her hair, guiding her pace faster, the wet sounds filling the room like a lewd symphony. Lust consumed him—'Her mouth is heaven, tight and hot, but I want her pussy again, feel her squeeze me as she cums.'

She hummed around him, the vibration sending shocks through his length, making him groan louder. Pulling off with a pop, she licked her lips, her eyes gleaming.

"Maybe later… right now, I want to make you lose control first."

But her body betrayed her, the ache between her legs growing insistent, her thighs pressing together for friction. She took him in again, deeper this time, her throat relaxing as she deepthroated him, holding for a moment that stretched into eternity, feeling him pulse against her tonsils.

Xavier's control frayed, his breaths coming in ragged gasps.

"Phina… I'm close… but not yet." He pulled her up gently, his hands firm on her shoulders, flipping their positions with effortless strength.

She landed on her back with a soft laugh, her nightgown riding up fully now, exposing her slick folds to the cool air. He hovered over her, his length hard and glistening from her mouth, pressing against her thigh.

"My turn to tease," he murmured, his lips capturing hers in a deep kiss, tasting himself on her tongue, the intimacy making them both moan.

"Xavier… please," she whispered against his mouth, her hands roaming his back, nails scratching lightly, urging him lower. Lustful thoughts raced—'He's so close, I can feel him throbbing against me… I need him inside, filling me, making me whole.'

"Don't make me wait… I want you now, hard and deep." She gasped

Xavier chuckled, low and wicked, his hand sliding between her legs, fingers parting her folds to circle her clit, feeling her wetness coat him.

"So eager… tell me, Phina, how bad do you want it? Describe it." His voice was a sexy command, his finger dipping inside her, curling to hit that spot that made her arch.

"Ahn~… so bad," she gasped, her hips bucking into his hand. "I want your thick cock stretching me, thrusting hard… hitting deep until I can't think." Her words were breathy, mid-moan, her body trembling as he added a second finger, pumping slowly, building the fire.

"Good girl," he growled, withdrawing his fingers to position himself at her entrance. He thrust in slowly at first, inch by inch, feeling her walls clench around him, the juicy heat enveloping him like a perfect fit.

"Fuck… you're so tight, Phina… gripping me like you never want to let go, like you're a fucking virgin!"

The sensation was overwhelming—her pussy slick and warm, squeezing him with every inch, making his mind blank with pleasure. 'She's heaven, so wet and ready, milking me already… I could thrust forever.'

Seraphina moaned, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him deeper. "Yes… oh, Xavier, you're so thick… filling me completely."

The feeling was exquisite—his throbbing length stretching her walls, hitting her deepest parts with each slow thrust, sending sparks of ecstasy through her. Lust overwhelmed her—'He's hitting that spot, that deep place that makes me shatter… his cock pulsing inside me, so hard and hot.'

"Harder… please, fuck me harder."

He obliged, his thrusts turning hard, relentless, ramming into her with a force that made the bed frame creak. Each plunge hit her cervix, the pressure building waves of pleasure that made her cry out, her nails raking his back.

"Like this? You love it rough, don't you… my greedy Phina, moaning like that." His voice was strained, sexy, his hand pinching her nipple as he pounded, the slap of skin echoing.

"Yes… ahn~… I love it, love your cock hitting deep… making me yours." Her words broke into moans, her body arching to meet him, the friction of his thickness against her walls sending her spiraling. Thoughts fragmented—'He's ramming so hard, that throbbing heat filling me, hitting every sensitive spot… I'm going to cum, but I want him to keep going.'

Xavier groaned, the feeling of her juicy pussy clenching tighter with each thrust driving him wild.

"You're so wet… squeezing me so good… I can feel you close." He leaned down, capturing her lips in a bruising kiss, his tongue mimicking his thrusts, deep and claiming. "Cum for me, Phina… let me feel you milk me."

The command pushed her over, her orgasm crashing like a wave, her walls convulsing around him, squeezing his length in rhythmic pulses that made her tremble.

"Xavier! Yes… cumming…" Pleasure flooded her, her body shaking, juices coating him as she rode the high, lustful aftershocks making her clench harder.

But he didn't stop, his thrusts continuing hard, prolonging her ecstasy as he chased his own.

"That's it… so fucking tight when you cum… I'm not done yet." The sensation of her post-climax pussy gripping him, slick and fluttering, was too much—'She's squeezing so hard, her juices making it slippery… fuck, I can't hold back.'