Hollow Crown: SSS-Ranked Godslayer’s Rise

Ethan didn't wait a heartbeat. His hands snaked around Lirael's slim waist and he pulled her down onto the bed, pinning her beneath his weight. His voice hot against her ear.

"Tonight, you're not escaping anywhere."

"K-Kya—! Sylvie is right there, just here… a-and I'm not even trying to run!" she whispered in panic, her voice trembling between embarrassment and anticipation. "What if she wakes up?"

Ethan chuckled darkly, pressing his lips near her neck. "Heh… then all that will happen is her big sister demonstrating things she'll need to learn in the future."

"You—! Shamele—"

He silenced her with a fierce kiss, clamping her mouth before she could protest further. His tongue invaded, swirling against hers with hunger, and his body pressed down, chest to chest, hips grinding until she felt the heat beneath the towel straining against her.

Her hands twitched, resisting for a moment, then gave in. Lirael's arms wrapped around his shoulders, her legs tangling with his, pulling him closer as her tongue tangled back, reprocating his actions with her own desires.

When they broke apart, a thin trail of saliva connected them, both panting. Ethan's eyes burned into hers before he claimed her lips again, hungrier and deeper. His hand slid beneath her thin nightgown, warm palm cupping her breast.

"Mmhhn~!" Lirael gasped into his mouth, her body arching against his touch.

Ethan grinned against her lips. "So soft…" His fingers kneaded her breast slowly, then more firmly, teasing her with every squeeze. Sometimes pressing and rolling her pink cherry. His other hand busied itself, working the ties of her gown loose.

Then the fabric slipped and her bare chest pressed against him, his hands went lower, his lips parted in mock surprise. "You didn't wear anything underneath?"

Her flushed face turned aside, eyes darting away. "Hmph… why should I, when you will tear them off anyway?"

He chuckled approving. "Good girl."

His mouth moved from her lips to her cheek, down the delicate curve of her jaw, nibbling at her ear before trailing hot kisses along her neck. She shivered with every touch, gasps escaping uncontrollably.

"Mmm~ Ethan…"

His kisses lowered, sucking lightly on the hollow of her collarbone before his lips closed around her nipple.

"Angghhh~!" Lirael cried softly, arching her back into his mouth, her hand gripping his hair as he suckled greedily.

His free hand slid down, stroking her thighs before finding her damp heat. His fingers rubbed slow circles, teasing her entrance.

"Ahh~! Don't… nghhh, why you always—"

"You're already wet for me," Ethan murmured against her chest, his voice husky. "Don't pretend otherwise."

Her answer came in a broken moan as his fingers slipped inside, thrusting gently at first, then deeper, quicker. His lips kept working her breast, tongue flicking and sucking in rhythm.

"E-Ethan! Hnnnghhh~! I-I can't—!"

Her body tightened, quivering beneath him, and with a strangled cry she burst, a sudden gush soaking his hand as her hips bucked wildly.

Her nails dug into his back, holding on desperately as wave after wave shuddered through her.

When it finally eased, she slumped weakly against him, chest heaving, sweat making her skin glow.

Ethan smirked, licking her nipple once more before raising his hand, glistening with her release, and showing it to her. "You made quite the mess already…"

Her crimson cheeks burned hotter as she buried her face in his chest.

But Ethan wasn't finished. He leaned down, kissing her fiercely again as his hardened length pressed insistently against her through the towel. The thick bulge ground against her slick thighs, and she shivered to its touches in anticipation.

Ethan's towel finally slipped away, and the heavy weight of his length pressed against her slick folds. Lirael's eyes widened, breath catching as she felt the sheer heat and thickness of him against her.

"Hhhnn~ Ethan… y-you're already so… hard…"

He smirked down at her, his lips brushing her ear. "And you're already soaked, Lirael. Do you know what that means?"

Her nails clawed lightly at his back. "It means… nghhh… you're going to ram me again—"

Before she could finish, he pushed forward. The thick head parted her folds, stretching her open slowly but unrelentingly.

"Ahhhhhhhnnnnn~!!" Lirael's cry rang out, muffled only when Ethan caught her lips in a hot kiss.

"Shhh… don't wake Sylvie," he growled against her mouth, hips pushing deeper.

Her legs wrapped around him tightly, trembling. "E-Ethan! Y-you're too big… and..angg..it feels amazing..but also...hngg..so full!"

He chuckled darkly, pushing deeper until he was buried inside her, grinding against her womb. "And yet your body's welcoming me perfectly. Feel how tight you're clamping down? You love this."

Her face burned, tears of pleasure gathering in the corners of her eyes as her body betrayed her, squeezing him greedily. "I-it's too good… I can't— ahhhhnnnn~!!"

He began to move, slow thrusts at first, each one grinding against her deepest spot. She gasped and moaned with every push, clutching him like he was the only thing keeping her tethered to reality.

Her body convulsed suddenly, overwhelmed, and she screamed his name as her climax crashed over her again.

"E-Ethan! Hnnnnghhh~!!"

Her whole body shook, juices flooding around him, but Ethan didn't stop. His pace only grew faster, harder, each thrust slamming deep. The bed creaked beneath their tangled forms.

"More," he growled. "You'll take all of me tonight."

"I-I can't— it's too much! Ethan! I'll pass out again!" she sobbed, but her nails only dug deeper into his skin, her body arching to meet every thrust.

"Look at you," he murmured against her lips, voice laced with lust. "Begging for mercy, but your hips won't stop moving. Say it, Lirael… say you want more."

Her pride shattered under the heat, tears spilling as her moans turned shameless. "Nnnghhh~! I-I want it! I want more! Ethan… fill me again and again!"

Her surrender drove him wild. He claimed her lips in a bruising kiss as he pounded into her, his hand gripping her ass tightly, pulling her closer with every thrust.

Her body gave way, climax after climax tearing through her — her cries growing higher, her words dissolving into broken pleas.

"Ahhhhnnnn~! M-more! Don't stop! It feels too good, Ethan—ahhhhhnnnghhh~!!"

Her walls clamped down on him again and again, milking him desperately as if her body couldn't get enough. Ethan groaned deeply, sweat dripping down his sculpted frame as he drove harder, giving her everything. He came inside hard.

Lorael also came again at the same time as she was getting filled.

"Hhnnnngggggg...hah..hah...it feels to great Ethan..."

Her voice was hoarse, her body trembling but still clinging, he slowed and put his lips at her ear.

"You're mine, Lirael. Every inch of you. Don't ever forget that."

She gasped, her body still quivering, her voice broken but filled with raw devotion. "Y-yes… yours… always yours…"

Her head collapsed against his chest, utterly spent, her breathing ragged but full of bliss. Ethan stroked her hair, finally easing his pace, savoring the warmth of her body wrapped around him.

This time, she wasn't unconscious — only trembling, flushed, and fully satisfied, her body conquered and her heart claimed all over again.