Chapter - 68

Leo looked at Seraphine's flushed face. The sight of his fluids on her lips was a trophy, but it wasn't enough to satisfy the hunger that was roaring inside him. The blowjob had taken the edge off, but his stamina bar was practically infinite. He was hard again in seconds.

"You think you're done?" Leo asked, his voice low.

Seraphine looked up, her eyes wide and glassy. She shook her head slowly. "No, Master. I am yours to use."

"Damn right."

Leo didn't give her time to recover. He reached down and scooped her up into his arms. Her legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, and she let out a small squeak of surprise. He carried her easily, walking across the thick carpet toward the massive king-sized bed that dominated the room.

He threw her onto the mattress.

Seraphine bounced on the thick, soft sheets. The movement made her skirt ride up completely, exposing her hips and the white stockings. She looked small in the middle of the giant bed, a beautiful, waiting prize.

Leo stood at the edge of the bed. He looked at the maid uniform.

"Take it off," he commanded. "All of it. Except the stockings."

Seraphine scrambled to obey. Her fingers fumbled with the remaining buttons of the bodice. She shimmed out of the tight fabric, breathing a sigh of relief as her ribs were finally allowed to expand. She pushed the dress down her legs and kicked it away.

She lay there, completely naked except for the sheer white stockings and the lace garters clinging to her thighs. Her skin was pale and creamy in the candlelight, her nipples hard and red from his pinching earlier. Her pussy was exposed, pink and wet, the lips slightly swollen from his earlier fucking.

Leo climbed onto the bed. The mattress dipped under his weight. He crawled over her like a predator stalking prey.

"Open your legs," he said.

Seraphine spread her legs wide.

Leo positioned himself between her thighs. He didn't enter her immediately. He leaned down, bracing his weight on his forearms on either side of her head. He looked into her eyes.

"Kiss me," he ordered.

Seraphine lifted her head and pressed her lips to his.

Leo took over. He kissed her deeply, his tongue sweeping into her mouth. He ground his hips against hers, the head of his cock rubbing against her wet entrance. It was a tease, a slow torture.

Leo pushed into her.

"Oh!" Seraphine gasped, her eyes going wide.

He sank into her slowly, filling her up inch by inch. Seraphine moaned into his mouth, her nails digging into his shoulders. The sensation of being filled while kissing him was overwhelming. It felt intimate, but heavy. He was pressing her down into the mattress, owning her completely.

"You're so tight," Leo grunted against her lips. "Wrapped right around me."

He began to move. This wasn't the brutal pounding from the desk. This was a steady, grinding rhythm. He pulled almost all the way out, then slid all the way back in, burying his face in her neck.

He kissed her jaw, her ear, her throat. His hands roamed over her body, gripping her waist, then moving up to fondle her breasts. He squeezed the soft flesh, watching them jiggle with the motion of his thrusts.

"Look at me," Leo ordered, breaking the kiss but staying deep inside her. "Look at who is fucking you."

She opened her eyes. He was staring right at her, his gaze intense and possessive.

"You are, Master," Seraphine panted, her hands gripping his biceps, her nails digging in. "You're fucking me so deep…"

"You belong to me," he said, thrusting harder. "This body is mine. This pussy is mine. Say it."

"It's yours!" she cried. "I belong to you, Master!"

Leo picked up the pace. The wet slap of his skin against hers filled the quiet room. He grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head, holding her down as he hammered into her. He wanted to feel every inch of her skin against his. He wanted to merge with her.

He fucked her in missionary until her legs were shaking, until she was crying out his name with every thrust.

But he wanted a better view.

"Up," Leo said, pulling out. "Get on top of me. Face my feet."

Seraphine sat up, breathless and dizzy. She did as she was told. Leo lay back against the pillows, getting comfortable.

Seraphine straddled him. She turned around so her back was to his face. She carefully positioned herself over his erection. She reached back with one hand to guide him.

She sank down.

Leo watched with a hungry grin. The visual was spectacular. As she lowered herself, he watched his thick cock disappear inside her. Her ass cheeks spread, swallowing him whole.

"Fuuuck," Leo hissed.

"That's it," Leo groaned. "Ride it."

Seraphine began to move. She lifted herself up and dropped back down. Up and down. Her long blonde hair cascaded down her back, brushing against her ass.

Leo reached up. His hands found the curve of her ass. It was round and perfect. He squeezed the cheeks, watching his fingers sink into the soft flesh.

"Faster," he ordered.

Seraphine picked up the pace. She bounced on him. Her ass clapped against his thighs with a loud smack every time she came down.

Leo lay there, enjoying the show. From this angle, he could see everything. He could see the white garters digging into her thighs. He could see the way her back arched. He could see her hole stretching to accommodate his girth.

He reached up and slapped her ass. Smack.

Seraphine yelped, but she didn't stop. She ground down harder, chasing the pleasure.

"You like that?" Leo asked, slapping the other cheek. Smack. "You like riding your Master's cock?"

"Yes!" she panted. "It feels so big inside me! I can feel it hitting my womb!"

"Good," Leo growled. "Take it all."

He gripped her hips, his thumbs digging into her skin. He began to help her, thrusting his hips up to meet her drops. The force was incredible. She was impaling herself on him, over and over again.

Leo watched her back muscles tense. He watched the sweat glistening on her spine.

"Turn around," Leo said suddenly. "I want to see your face while I take you from behind."

Seraphine stopped. She climbed off him, leaving his cock wet and glistening in the air.

"On your hands and knees," Leo commanded.

Seraphine crawled to the middle of the bed. She got on her hands and knees. She presented her ass to him, arching her back.

Leo moved behind her. He knelt on the mattress. He placed the head of his cock at her entrance.

He shoved inside in one motion.

Seraphine screamed into the pillow, her arms shaking.

"Up," Leo ordered.

He reached forward. He grabbed her shoulder and pulled her torso up. He forced her to kneel upright, balancing on her knees, while he stayed buried deep inside her from behind.

He grabbed her chin with his other hand and twisted her head back toward him.

He flexed her body like a bow. Her back was arched sharply, her chest pushed out, her ass pushing back onto his groin. It was a position of total vulnerability. She couldn't move. She couldn't escape.

He leaned forward and kissed her upside down.

He crushed his mouth against hers, biting her lip. At the same time, he began to thrust.

This was the deepest position yet. Every time he drove forward, he felt like he was rearranging her insides. He held her head in place, forcing her to look at him, forcing her to kiss him while he pounded her from behind.

"Mmph!" Seraphine moaned against his lips. Her hands flailed blindly, grabbing his thighs for support.

Leo pulled his head back to look at her. Her face was upside down, flushed and wild.

"You feel that?" he growled, slamming his hips against her ass, "I'm hitting everything. I own you, inside and out."

"You're mine," he whispered against her lips, never stopping the brutal rhythm of his hips. "Every inch of you is mine."

He grabbed her breasts from behind, weighing them in his hands. He pinched the nipples while he thrust.

Seraphine was losing her mind. The sensation was too much. The stretch, the fullness, the way he was manhandling her—it was overload. Her inner walls were clamping down on him, spasming in waves of pleasure.

"Master!" she cried out, her voice breaking. "I can't... it's too much... I'm going to break!"

"You won't break," Leo promised, "You're pussy needs to remember my shape."

He let go of her chest and wrapped both arms around her waist, locking her against him. He increased the speed. He was pistoning into her now, animalistic and raw.

He could feel the pressure building in his balls. The +1 Inch and the sheer intensity of the night were pushing him to the edge. He needed to release. He needed to mark her permanently.

"Master!" Seraphine screamed, unable to hold back. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

"I'm going to fill you," Leo growled in her ear. "I'm going to pump you full of my seed."

"Yes!" Seraphine begged. "Please, Master! Fill me up! Make me yours!"

Leo's thrusts became jagged and desperate.

"You want my children?" Leo asked, his voice rough. "You want to carry my heir? You want a little bastard inside you?"

Seraphine's eyes rolled back. The thought was intoxicating. To bear the child of a man this powerful, this dominant.

"Yes!" she screamed. "Give me your children! Breed me, Master! Get me pregnant right now!"

That was the trigger.

Leo pulled her hips back against him as hard as he could. He drove his cock in to the hilt, burying it as deep as physically possible. He pressed his stomach against her back, grinding into her.

"Take it!" he roared.

He erupted.

It wasn't like the time in her mouth. This was deeper, heavier. He felt the hot spurts of cum shooting out of him, straight into her womb. He pulsed inside her, over and over again.

Seraphine gasped, her whole body stiffening. She could feel the warmth flooding her insides. It felt like he was pouring boiling lead into her, filling every nook and cranny of her pussy.

"Oh god... it's so much..." she sobbed. "It's so hot..."

Leo held her there, panting against her neck. He kept his cock buried deep, ensuring that not a single drop escaped. He waited through the aftershocks, feeling her muscles twitching around him, trying to milk him dry.

He stayed there for a long time, listening to their ragged breathing and the thumping of their hearts.

Slowly, the tension began to bleed out of the room. Leo relaxed his grip on her waist. He gently lowered her upper body back down to the mattress, but he didn't pull out. He collapsed on top of her back, his heavy weight pinning her to the bed.

He kissed her shoulder.

"Good girl," he whispered, his voice thick with satisfaction. "You took every drop."

Seraphine lay there, face pressed into the pillow, a mess of sweat and cum and exhaustion. She could feel him softening slightly inside her, but he was still plugging her, keeping his seed exactly where it belonged.

He reached out and placed a large hand on her lower stomach, right over her womb.

"Good job," he whispered. "Now keep it in."

"Thank you, Master," she whispered back, closing her eyes.

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