Reincarnated as an Evil Harem God

The guest room was now dim, quiet, but the silence didn't feel empty, it throbbed. The air was still thick with the scent of lust, and on the edge of the bed, Aureve lay back slowly, her body sinking into the mattress like it had just remembered what it meant to be touched.

Her legs stretched out, bare and smooth, her breathing calm now... but her lips were still glistening, stained with the cum of her step son.

Sylvaris sat next to her, shirt halfway undone now, pants still around his thighs, cock slowly softening, glistening with saliva and surrender. But his golden eyes were still burning with need and dangerous desire.

Aureve looked at him. Not like an ashamed woman. Not like a sinner running away from her problems, but like a goddess in exile, finally ready to return to the altar of her youth.

Her voice was low, sultry, raw with emotion. "Lean closer."

He leaned forward slowly, his muscles tense, like prey walking into a trap. The look in her eyes screamed that she was the predator now, and he was just an inexperienced enough rabbit, that she would devour for desert.

She brushed her hair back, exposing the slender line of her neck and the slight tremble in her collarbones. Her eyes stayed locked on his. "Give me the best night of my life," she whispered, lips still sticky with remnants of his orgasm. "Remind me what it feels like to be wanted. To be young. To be taken like the woman I used to be."

Her hands reached up, slightly trembling, unfastening the straps of her dress, and let it fall off her delicate skin. There were no games now. No shy cover-ups. Her massive breasts, E-sized, full and heavy, dropped into view like they'd been caged too long, jiggling with the weight of truth, maturity, and pent-up sin. Her brownish nipples were already hard.

Sylvaris swallowed hard.

"Strip," she said. "No more teasing me with your sweetness. Just give me everything tonight."

He obeyed. His shirt hit the floor. His pants dropped, boots kicked off. His cock was already stirring again, half-hard from just watching her undress, but then she leaned forward, her breasts hanging, and took him into her mouth again.

Schlp... slrrrp... glrk...—Her lips wrapped around his cock with no hesitation. This time there was no buildup. No foreplay. It was just her hunger and his thickening shaft, locked in a filthy, sacred rhythm. "Mmmnn~... mmphh... glk... glrk... sluuurp..."

He hissed through his teeth. "You're... fucking insane..."

She moaned, and it vibrated through his tip like lightning.

She wants me to break, he thought. She wants to ruin me before I can even take her from behind…

But Sylvaris had already made his choice.

He grabbed the back of her head, not to stop her, not to force her deeper, but to feel the weight of her mouth as she devoured him. Each slurp was louder than the last. Each swallow sent tremors through his spine.

Glk—glrk—fffuhh—schlp—plk!—Spit leaked from her lips, mixing with his precum, dripping down her chin and between her breasts like sacred wine. She looked up at him once, her eyes glowing with hunger.

Then she pulled back—schlp!—and wiped her lips slowly.

"There," she said. "Nice and hard again." She crawled over him, slow, graceful, her breasts swaying hypnotically. "Now lie back."

"Aren't you a little demanding tonight, Auntie?" he teased, a smirk tugging at his lips.

But then—

She shoved him back hard, his head nearly hitting the wall as he fell onto the mattress, forced onto his back.

"Shut up and let me handle this," she purred, her voice low, commanding like a transformed woman. "I'm going to show you what real sex feels like. What it means to be fucked by a woman who knows exactly what she wants. And I want to feel your cock inside me… while I ride you like a wild beast."

Without hesitation, she climbed on top of him, mounting him like he was hers.

Her wet folds spread open, glistening, and she lowered herself onto his cock with one, slow, soul-ripping grind.

"NnnnnNNGHH—!" She gasped. So did he. Her pussy wrapped around him like it had trained for this. Tight. Wet. Experienced. Deadly.

"Fuuuuuck…" Sylvaris groaned, hands flying to her hips.

How does she feel this good?! It's like her pussy already knows me. Like it's... guiding me.

She sat fully on him, breathing through her nose, body twitching from the overwhelming stretch. "So fucking full…" she whispered in low and trembling voice. "I forgot what it feels like to be split open... by someone this thick."

Fuck… he's at least twice as big as his father… She giggled in her mind like a mischievous little girl, drunk on the thrill of it, but on the outside, she wore the mask of a seasoned woman, calm and composed, as if this was just another cock to ride. Years of experience kept her true emotions hidden beneath a layer of sultry poise.

Then, she started to ride.

Slow at first—Plap… plap… plap...—Each bounce was a wave crashing against him. Her ass slammed down, her breasts clapping, her moans broken and desperate.

"Ahhh—ahhn—nghh—fuhh—haaah—" She was a woman unleashed, a primal force wrapped in skin and sweat. Her hips swirled, grinded, lifted, and slammed down against his pelvis with maddening precision—every motion soaked in purpose, every bounce a declaration of control.

Sylvaris gritted his teeth, his hands locked tight on her thighs, barely holding back the flood rising inside him. He was fighting to last... and losing.

I've never felt this good with any other woman… She's insanely good, no... fucking perfect. So tight despite her age, her walls clung to his cock like they were begging for his cum. Every roll of her hips, every precise grind had him reeling.

How the hell is she moving like this? It was like her pussy had been sculpted for him exclusively. So experienced, trained, devastating. She wasn't just riding him, no, she was breaking him.

Her inner walls pulsed with purpose. She clenched around his cock with each roll of her hips, her motions so intentional, so trained, it was like she was orchestrating his orgasm second by second.

She's milking me…She knows I'm close… she wants to see me break first.

But he wouldn't give her that satisfaction. Not yet.

His fingers dug into her waist, and he thrust upward, meeting her halfway, slamming deeper—PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!—Their bodies collided with violent harmony filled with moans, gasps, and wet slaps echoing off the walls.

Aureve's head fell back, hair flying, breasts bouncing wildly with every thrust.

"Fffuck—ahhh—ahhhh—g-gods yes! Just like that—!" Her pussy was gushing, squelching with each pump. The sheets beneath them were soaked. Her thighs dripped, his pelvis shone with slick heat.

Sylvaris grunted, thrusting harder now, slamming into her from below, riding the wave of her wet folds—Schlk—plrp—ffft—schlp—ffft!—He looked up, watched her ride him. Her blue eyes were wild, her mouth open, chest heaving. She's never looked more alive.

He was close again. Too close.

But so was she.

Her hands flew to his chest, nails digging in, and she slammed down harder—PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!—"Cum with me," she gasped. "Don't hold it, please... Give it to me... I want it inside!" Her pussy was clenching, milking, ready to devour his cock and soul.

He grabbed her ass, thrust up one last time—

"AUREVE—!"

"SYLVARIS—!"

They came together once again. Her pussy clenched around his cock like a vice, squirting, flooding his cock as her body trembled uncontrollably.

He exploded inside her, his hot, thick cum flooding her womb as her hips stuttered in aftershock—SPLRT—SLKCH—PLK—GLRK—SPRRRT!—She collapsed on top of him, both of them gasping, twitching, drenched in sweat and sin. Her head on his chest, and his cock still twitching inside her.

"You were… so good…" she whispered, her voice barely audible against his neck.

Sylvaris wrapped an arm around her back, still catching his breath, his cock slowly softening inside her warmth.

She lifted her head, eyes lidded but glowing with something more than just lust. "You think that was enough to make me feel young again?" she asked with a teasing smirk.

He grinned, golden eyes gleaming like a predator still hungry. "No," he murmured. "I've got more in me. I'll be fucking you all night… my dear Aureve."

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