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"~Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! MMMMMMM—"
Beyoncé's breasts jounced wildly while her expression became downright erotic with her eyes completely hazy, lost in pleasure. She felt like her mind and body were completely dissolving in pleasure, and soon enough, she felt flames pooling in her lower abdomen again.
"~Mmm~ mmm~ almost~mmm ~there~mmm~"
Marvin noticed that she was about to orgasm and timed himself to orgasm along with her, wanting them to fly together.
"Unnnh! Unnnh! Unnnh! UNNNNHHHH~~."
"Ugh."
Just as Beyoncé's body trembled and squirted out her love juices, Marvin grunted, completely feeling her vaginal walls squeezing on his hot cock as his warm sperm shot out, coloring the walls of her narrow cave white for the third time.
He released Beyoncé's arms as she slumped on the bed, feeling dizzy with pleasure but not completely tired yet, her body still hungry for more.
"~Ohhh-mmm… ~Mmmmmmm... so good..."
The two of them spent a few seconds resting, trying to regain their breath. After recovering a bit, Marvin turned Beyoncé around with his cock still inside her, keeping them connected.
He pulled Beyoncé up and made her sit on his lap and hugged her closely while she also did the same, looking into his eyes with a loving expression, her face flushed and beautiful.
He could feel her hot breath and see how flushed Beyoncé's face was. Her expression still seemed a bit tipsy after the recent orgasms. He moved forward and kissed her mouth which was partially open.
"Mhnnn."
"Mmm~~—mmm~~—oh"
Beyoncé felt feverish as she let out a muffled melodious moan just as Marvin lifted Beyoncé's hips and made her pussy fall right over his hard cock again, impaling her.
Feeling the sudden stimulation, Beyoncé clenched his cock tightly, making his mouth agape in ecstasy.
Beyoncé understood what to do, and without him telling her, she started to move her hips up and down over him while holding on to his shoulders, riding him, taking control.
They still continued to play with their mouths, dancing with their tongues, when finally, he broke away the kiss and nuzzled on Beyoncé's neck while still ramming her hard from below.
"~~Oh god—oh god~~feel me—oh— Ahmn, ahmn, mnn."
Marvin cupped her breasts and continued to appreciate her beauty and size as he kneaded them into various shapes while pinching her perky nipples.
With him stimulating her breasts and pussy simultaneously, Beyoncé let out ceaseless moans, which only fanned the flames of lust in him.
He nuzzled on her cleavage while licking her skin before taking one of her breasts into his mouth again.
Slurp~Lap
SLAP~ SLAP~ SLAP~
"Ahh~~ oh God—so deep—ahh~"
The wet sounds of Marvin's mouth against her breasts blended with the steady rhythm of their bodies moving together, each sensation feeding into the next.
"Mm~! Mm~! God... yes... ahh~"
Beyoncé felt as though time itself had begun to slow. Every touch lingered longer than it should have, every sensation stretched impossibly thin, until she felt completely submerged in a tide of overwhelming pleasure.
Beyoncé kept bouncing on his hard cock without slowing down her pace while Marvin was passionately assaulting her breasts.
SLAP~~ SLAP~~ SLAP~~ SLAP~~ SLAP~~
"~~OH~ OH~ OH~ OH~~Unh! Unh! UNNH!~"
His thighs slapped her soft ass cheeks, letting the room echo with erotic sounds of flesh hitting each other.
Marvin had Beyoncé fixed on to his cock, and feeling his cock being enveloped in such a pleasurable sensation with each of his thrusts, he couldn't help but let out low groans of bliss from time to time.
"~~Marvin! Oh Marvin! Oh! AHHH!~ Mmm! Mmm! Yes! Mmm!"
He kept pounding Beyoncé as if there was no tomorrow, and it made Beyoncé's expression melt even more in lust. She mewled, whimpered and breathed out his name, feeling her head muddled with the shockwaves of pleasure from her pussy subduing all her senses.
"~~Ahhh... gonna... ahhh... again"
Seeing her expression, Marvin couldn't help but move his hips faster along with her. Her expression of pure bliss brought thrills of satisfaction through his body. This woman was his; this body, soul, mind, and heart was his, someone who was the dream girl of so many men in both lives.
He still remembered her looking from above with her prideful expression, commanding the room. But so what? Currently she was riding on his cock, her expression of bliss no different from the most devoted lover, her body completely his.
Her tight pussy was too much stimulation for his cock that the vigor of his hot cock didn't lessen one bit. Instead it got even harder, bigger, and his movements became even more intense.
"~~Fuck Marvin! Oh fuck! OHHHH!~~"
His rock-hard cock was continuously piercing the depths of her womb as she danced on top of his hot cock. His face moved up and down along with her, as his mouth was still sucking on to one of her soft breasts.
" ~~Don't stop—don't—oh god—AHHH~~"
He just couldn't get enough taste of her sweet breasts and tasted her rosy-pink nipple from within his mouth as well, sometimes biting on to it as well, marking her.
"~I'm gonna—I'm gonna—AHHHH—~~"
Beyoncé's expression, moans and body movements were so tantalizing that he took her breast out of his mouth with a plop and appreciated the entrancing beauty riding on his hard cock passionately for a moment, memorizing this image forever.
"~~Mmm! Mmm! Yes! Mmm!~ Mark me~"
He licked her collarbones and all over her breasts, tasting her sweet skin. Feeling that he was nearing his limit again, he rammed his cock inside her even faster and harder, as if trying to impregnate her, making Beyoncé let out even more, louder moans in response with each of his thrusts.
"~~Oh god Yes~~Ahmn, so deeeep," Beyoncé sobbed, her body trembling.
She felt as if his cock would really pierce through her womb, and that immense stimulation made her movements and expression completely tipsy, drunk on pleasure.
"~Ohhh~~—ohhh— ~~so deep~~ohhh—"
The echoes of her moans reached the peak, and before Beyoncé could orgasm, she could feel his hot dick throbbing inside her before hot spurts of his sperm flooded her womb again, causing it to overflow, marking her completely.
"~~Ohhh! ~~Ohhh! ~~So full! ~~Ohhh!"
"~~Oh! Coming! Oh! AHHH~~"
Schlap~ Schlap~ Schlap~
The next moment, he felt her body squirm and tremble just as Beyoncé orgasmed right over his cock, her walls clamping down on him, milking him dry.
"~~ OH~GOD~I'M~COMING~AHHHH…~"
Beyoncé rested her body on him as she took deep breaths to get her senses back that was overloaded from pleasure. She smiled with an expression of fervent love. She kissed on his lips as they fell on to the bed, Beyoncé snuggling up to him as she placed her head lovingly on his chest.
Marvin smiled as he kissed her forehead, holding her close.
But enhanced stamina meant he barely softened. Within minutes, he was hard again, pressing against her hip, and the night was still young.
….
…
..
.
The clock on the nightstand read 2:47 AM, but time had become meaningless in the space between the sheets. Beyoncé lay sprawled across the mattress, her body gleaming with sweat and other fluids, her chest heaving with the effort of breathing. She had thought she knew what pleasure was—she had sung about it, watched movies about it, heard whispered confessions from her bandmates and stylists. But she knew nothing. Nothing compared to this.
Marvin knelt between her thighs, his smaller frame radiating heat, his blue eyes glowing like embers in the dim lamplight.
He was not tired. Incubi did not tire the way mortals did. Sex was not a drain upon their bodies but a source of strength, a cycle of mutual enhancement woven into the very essence of their existence by Mother Abyss.
Where ordinary men would eventually reach their limits, an incubus thrived. Every lingering touch, every heightened emotion, every spark of desire fed the mana flowing through his veins. The more intense the sex and connection became, the stronger he felt.
It was one of the reasons their kind had inspired so many myths throughout history. They were creatures born from passion and temptation, capable of turning mana from emotions/desires while giving just enough in return to keep the cycle growing.
Marvin felt no heaviness in his limbs, no exhaustion clouding his thoughts. If anything, his senses felt sharper than before. His heartbeat remained calm and steady, his mind clear, his confidence unwavering.
Even sweat that clung to his body came from her body.
To an incubus, sex was more than pleasure. It was energy. It was nourishment. It was power.
And power, unlike mortal stamina, was something his kind possessed in abundance.
And he was doing both—drawing mana from her ecstasy even as he poured more pleasure into her than any human man could conceive.
"You think you're finished?" he asked, his voice layered with that resonant timbre that vibrated in her bones. His cock stood proud and thick against his stomach, still hard, still hungry, the head dark and flushed and weeping with readiness. "We've only begun, my B. I've been holding back. I've been gentle. But you asked for everything. You asked me to ruin you."
"Ruin me," she whispered, her voice cracked and desperate. "Please, Marvin. Don't stop. Don't ever stop."
He reached for her, his hands—those clever, rough hands—sliding under her hips and lifting her effortlessly. His strength allowed him to maneuver her taller frame as if she weighed nothing, positioning her on her hands and knees, then pulling her back toward him until her ass pressed against his thighs.
"I'm going to show you what I can do," he warned, his fingers tracing her spine, counting each vertebra with possessive precision. "I'm going to fuck you until you forget your name. Until you forget you're human. Until you're nothing but pleasure, nothing but my pleasure."
He entered her in one brutal thrust, bottoming out immediately, his hips flush against her ass.
"Unnnh—fuck—" she screamed into the pillow, her fingers tearing at the sheets, her body arching like a bow. The sound of flesh meeting flesh cracked through the room—SMACK—as he buried himself to the hilt. "Oh god—oh god—you're so—ahhh—"
He was so deep, hitting places she only knew existed today, stretching her around his girth until she felt split open, owned, claimed.
"Touch yourself," he commanded, his hands gripping her hips hard enough to leave fingerprints that would bloom into bruises by morning. "Rub that pretty clit while I fuck you. I want to feel you come around me. I want to feel you milk my cock."
She reached between her legs, her fingers finding her swollen, sensitive clit, and the moment she touched herself, he reached out with his magic—sex magic—and amplified the sensation tenfold.
Suddenly she could feel everything. Every nerve ending in her body lit up like Christmas lights. She could feel the texture of his cock inside her, the veins, the pulse of him, the heat radiating from his skin. She could feel the slide of him pulling out, the drag of him pushing in, the way he hit her cervix with every thrust and sent sparks of pleasure shooting up her spine. She could feel her own fingers on her clit, but magnified, intensified, as if she were touching herself for the first time, as if she had never known what pleasure was until this moment.
"Oh my God," she sobbed, her hips bucking wildly. "Oh my God, Marvin, it's too much, it's—"
Smack~ Smack~ Smack~ Smack~
"Take it," he growled, his pace increasing. His hips began slapping against her ass with wet, filthy sounds that filled the room——flesh on flesh, sharp and percussive. "Take it all. This is what you wanted. This is what you begged for. I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk, B. Until you need me to carry you everywhere. Until the only way you can get around is on my cock or in my arms."
He reached up with one hand, fisting it in her hair, pulling her head back until her spine arched dramatically, her breasts swaying with every thrust. The angle changed, his cock dragging against her front wall, hitting her G-spot with every stroke, and she felt it building—the orgasm of a hour, the kind that destroyed and rebuilt, the kind that changed a person forever.
The room filled with the symphony of their joining—SLAP~SLAP~SLAP—rapid and desperate, mixed with her ragged gasps— "ah~ah~ ah~ah —oh god— ah~ah —" —and his low, guttural grunts.
"Mmmm M~~Marvin!" she screamed, her voice breaking. "~~I'm going to~~ I'm going to—"
"Come," he commanded, his voice resonating with force. "Come for me now. Let go. Fly."
She came with a violence that shocked her, her body convulsing, her walls clamping down on him in rhythmic spasms that felt like they would never end.
"~AHHHH~~ OH GOD~ OH FUCK~~ AHHHHH—~~"
But he didn't stop thrusting—he couldn't, not with his lust driving him, not with her pleasure feeding him, making him stronger, hungrier. He pounded through her orgasm, extending it, amplifying it with his magic until she was screaming continuously, a high, broken sound that didn't stop—
"Mmmmm~~oh-oh-oh~~ OHHHH—fuck—fuck— AHHHH— don't stop— AHHHH—"
And then—darkness.
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