NOVEL NEXT Chapter 110: Map 2 - Bonus 3
"Kota…" she moaned, her voice raw, her violet eyes locking on his as he fucked her deep, his cock filling her completely, her virgin walls yielding to him.
He thrust harder, his hips grinding against her clit, her pussy gushing with arousal, her small breasts bouncing with each motion, milk dripping from her nipples.
"Cum for me," he growled, his voice low, commanding, his cock throbbing inside her.
She screamed, her body convulsing as her orgasm hit, her pussy clenching tight around him, her virgin hole milking his cock.
Selene – Orgasm 3
Womb filled: 94%
Final pulse required.
Kota leaned in, his thrusts deep and intimate, his lips brushing her ear. "You're mine now," he murmured, his voice a promise, his cock pulsing inside her.
Her body spasmed, her pussy gushing as she came again, her small breasts heaving, her nipples leaking milk.
He slammed deep—once, twice—his cock throbbing as he came, hot ropes of cum flooding her womb, filling her with heat.
Selene – Orgasm 4
Kota – Orgasm 1
Womb filled: 100%
Womb Sealed.
She sobbed, her voice breaking with gratitude and release, "Thank you…" her small breasts pressing against him, her pussy clenching around his cock, milking every drop, her body trembling in his arms.
He stayed inside her, the heat of her release enveloping him, his breath ragged against her neck.
Her womb closed with a fluttering spasm, sealed, full, her body wrecked but sated, her violet eyes soft with trust.
The jungle pulsed once, the vines stirring, three wombs sealed, two left, the air heavy with the promise of more.
Sereya stood alone at the edge of the Womb chamber, her voluptuous body a defiant pillar of regal pride, her back straight, her heavy breasts bare and glistening with sweat, dark nipples stiff and aching under the pulsing red light.
Her red-gold wrap hung from one shoulder, torn like fallen nobility, clinging to her curves, her creamy thighs glistening—not from fear, but from the searing heat pulsing between them, her slick pussy throbbing with reluctant desire, wetness dripping in silent betrayal of her resolve.
Behind her, Selene curled in the moss, her petite body trembling, cock-drunk and spent, her small breasts heaving, her pussy dripping with Kota's cum.
Lyra lay sprawled nearby, her willowy form limp in a pool of sweat and seed, her small breasts glistening, her pussy sealed by the jungle's vines.
The air was thick with the musky scent of arousal, cum, and nectar, the walls throbbing like a living heart, the floor slick with jungle sweat, humming with hunger.
Kota stepped toward Sereya, his lean, scarred body tense, his tight pants discarded, his cock throbbing, still slick with Selene's juices, pre-cum beading at the tip as he fought to maintain control, his dark eyes locking on hers with calm intensity.
She spoke—quiet, her voice a commanding purr laced with defiance, "I won't kneel."
He didn't reply, didn't need to, stopping just short of touching her, letting the heat of his body press into hers, a silent challenge that made her breath catch, her heavy breasts trembling, her pussy clenching with need she refused to acknowledge.
"I won't beg you to fuck me like some… animal…" she hissed, her amber eyes blazing, her dark nipples hard as knives, her slick pussy dripping against her thigh, wetness trailing down her leg in a humiliating confession.
A vine slithered up her leg, its slick tip brushing her creamy thigh, warm and wet, teasing the edge of her glistening folds.
She stiffened, her voluptuous body tensing, but didn't strike, her pride warring with the heat building in her core, her clit throbbing untouched. Her knees trembled, her breath shallowing, her pussy gushing with arousal.
Kota's voice was calm, a low rumble, "Then let the jungle take you."
She shuddered, her amber eyes flickering with dread and desire.
"No…" she whispered, turning to face him, her gaze locking on his, raw vulnerability breaking through her regal facade. "I want it to be you."
He grabbed her by the waist, his hands bruising her soft flesh, laying her back onto the slick moss with deliberate care, her voluptuous body yielding to him, her heavy breasts heaving, milk beading at her dark nipples.
Her legs stayed closed, her thighs pressed together, her pussy throbbing with reluctant need.
"Open them," he said, his voice low, commanding, his dark eyes burning into hers.
She glared, her amber eyes defiant, her body trembling, but she didn't move, her pride a wall against submission.
Kota slid two fingers along her slick pussy lips—not inside, but enough to coat them in her wetness, the contact electric, sending a jolt through her core.
He brought his fingers to her lips, brushing them softly, the scent of her own arousal filling her senses.
She didn't open her mouth, but a moan escaped, soft and broken, her pussy gushing with need. Her legs parted slowly, her thighs trembling, her slick folds glistening in the red light, inviting him in.
He entered her slowly, one long, deliberate thrust, his thick cock sinking into her soaked cunt like it belonged there, stretching her tight walls with agonizing precision.
Sereya gasped, her amber eyes widening, her heavy breasts heaving, "F-fuck…" Her voice broke, her pussy clenching around him, fighting the pleasure that flooded her core.
Sereya – Orgasm 1
Vaginal Access: Confirmed
Womb Status: OPEN
She sobbed silently, her hands gripping his shoulders, pulling him deeper, her pride crumbling as she surrendered to the heat.
She kissed him—hard, desperate, like she was choking on her own need, her full lips pressing against his, her tongue tangling with his in a fierce dance.
He fucked her harder now, his cock plunging deep, grinding against her sensitive walls, her clit throbbing untouched as her pussy gushed with arousal.
Her back arched, her heavy breasts bouncing, milk spurting from her nipples, her moans growing louder, raw and unrestrained, the jungle watching but doing nothing—she wasn't being taken, she was offering.
Sereya – Orgasm 2
Kota – Orgasm 2
Womb filling: 100%
Closing initiated