"Fuck, these are perfect," Ethan said, putting his lips to one nipple and sucking hard. His tongue flicked the tip like it was a cherry on ice cream.

Celine arched her body, crying out like a teenager, her head thrown back. Ethan didn't let up, but sucked and pulled, his teeth grazing her breasts.

Minutes dragged on, but he just couldn't have enough of those breasts. It was like bathing in the sunshine of heavenly bounty. The angel's moans filled the basement, only to excite her tormentor more.

Gabriella gnashed and barked at first, but even she gave up, eventually. Now, the angel watched with a pale face, her legs shifting in her own chains. Was she jealous of her sister's special treatment?

Ethan snapped his mouth off Celine's nipple with a pop, strings of spit connecting them. The angel just panted, exhausted, her eyes drooping, begging for something more than just what I was dealing out.

Then, as if something inside Celine broke, she looked up at Ethan with conviction. Her chains clanked as she spread her legs wide, revealing the slick lips in between. "Do it," she whispered. "Fuck me. Please... just... fuck me already…"

Gabriella went ballistic at her sister. "Celine! What has possessed you! Look at what you're doing! Don't whore yourself to this demonic madman!"

Ethan licked his lips, his own surprise mixing with the taste of triumph. He stepped toward Celine, his nose inches from her crotch. The smell hit him, and it was like heaven.

Angel pussy was like fresh rain on flowers, but now with a musky edge from the aphrodisiac jelly. His cock jumped, yearning for divine pussy, and vowing to ruin it.

Ethan didn't have the time or patience to tease the angel. Dropping his breeches, he revealed the mammoth dick belonging to the majestic Cromwell family. With engorgement pills, it had grown into a bigger monster than ever.

Celine was first taken aback, but then she gazed at his erection longingly. Ethan had no intention of keeping her waiting. Gripping the angel by her wide hips, he lined up against her body.

The young man pressed the head of his dick against her pink folds. Celine was soaked by her own juices, and the jelly made her aperture even slicker and hotter.

"Beg for it, feathered bitch," he said, rubbing the tip up and down her slit, coating himself in her pussy lube.

"Please... Fuck me," Celine gasped, hips pushing forward. "I need it... I need your cock inside me."

Ethan cackled and thrust in with a stiff plow. The voluptuous angel was a tight virgin. Her clit offered severe resistance, gripping his dick like a fist, her walls fluttering around his length.

Ethan groaned and let his boosted strength into the thrust. His pole went straight into the hole. His length bottomed out, and his balls slapped noisily against her ass.

"Fuck, you're perfect. Your holy hole squeezing me like that was magic. Do it again."

The Cromwell heir pulled out almost all the way, watching her vaginal lips cling to him, then he slammed back in with a wet slap. Then again, and again, and again.

Slurp! Slap! Slush! Each thrust made her ass jiggle and her breasts bounce, the chains rattling with the rhythm.

Celine moaned in newfound pleasure, her head lolling around in a trance, "Yes... harder… yes!"

[DP Update: Celine - 320/400. Erosion Rate: Low.]

Ethan gave her what she asked for. He picked up speed, his hips snapping, and the wet slap of skin against skin echoed in the dungeons.

Celine was taller and larger than him. To get more power into her, the young man grabbed the angel's plump ass, his fingers digging into the soft flesh. With that vice grip, he smashed and then pulled her onto him deeper.

"Ahhhhh!" Celine bellowed like a lioness in heat. Both their bodies were now slick with sweat, the woman's nipples rising against his chest with every grind.

Ethan was committed to going deeper, angling to hit that spot inside, making her cry out in pain. "There... right there! Hit me right there, dark one!"

Her walls clenched around his erection, milking him, her juices squirting a little with each plunge. Ethan leaned in, biting her neck, sucking her nipples, while he pounded the woman. "Take it, angel slut! Do you feel that devil dick stretching you?"

[DP Update: Celine - 152/400. Erosion Rate: Moderate.]

Celine came first. Her body shook violently, her pussy spasming around him. A gush of wet heat soaked his balls. "Ahh! Yes... I'm bursting...! This is… better than heaven…!"

But Ethan didn't stop. As soon as the angel's extended groan of orgasm ended, he went behind her. He flipped her chains to let her bend forward a bit, her plump ass out.

The Cromwell heir squeezed the cheeks a few times, feeling the volume like a balloon. Then he spread them, exposing the dripping holes. Now standing doggystyle, his hips slammed against her ass with full penetration.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Celine yelped in pleasure. Ethan gripped the woman's hair and pulled her head back, plowing between her cheeks with full power. He spanked her butt, meanwhile, leaving red handprints on her flawless skin.

[DP Update: Celine - 45/400. Erosion Rate: High.]

Cassandra's voice chimed in his head.

[Ethan, we are in the endgame now. Don't stop now, or her DP will slide back up.]

Ethan growled and unchained one arm of Celine, letting it dangle, then pulled her back against him in a missionary twist, her legs wrapped loosely around his waist.

Face to face now, he kissed the angel sloppily, their tongues tangling as he thrust into more profound areas of her.

Celine wrapped her free arm around Ethan, her nails scratched his back on instinct, drawing blood. However, the young, horny man loved it.

Celine's moans turned desperate, her trembling violently. "Don't stop... please... fuck, it's too much..."

He flipped her again, and now they were on the floor, Celine fully unchained on all fours in doggy pose. Her hands braced on the stone floor, and she raised her ass high.

Ethan drooled greedily at her exposed behind for a second and then mounted her like an animal. He shoved one hand in her hair, pulling her head back as he slammed into her hole.

The low angle hit her deep, his balls slapping her ass cheeks, which rippled like water beds.

[DP Update: 22/400. Near Critical.]

Celine bucked back, meeting his thrusts with her own backward shifts, her pussy clenching his penis wildly. "Yes... harder... breed me, dark one! Fill me with your demonic seed!"

Orgasm hit her again, and her walls collided with him like worlds. Ethan's libido was finally released. Splurge! With erratic thrusts, he groaned and let loose a sea of cum deep into Celine. Hot spurts of the Cromwell semen filled her, flooding her womb, and then dripping out of her pussy and overflowing down her thighs.

Celine twisted and kissed him fiercely. "I hate you," she whispered against his mouth, even as she clenched around him like an octopus, pulling every drop of his semen into herself. "I hate you so much..."

Ethan finally let Celine go. He pulled out slowly, cum leaking from her vagina to her legs in a steaming white trail. The ravished woman dropped to the floor, convulsing lightly, naked and used.

The Cromwell heir let out a bark of contentment. This was the best sex he had had till date. It beat everything Ethan had ever experienced in Promiscua.

And there, on the angel's hip—just above her pussy lips—a black spiral drew itself, twisting into his brand like a mark of ownership.

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