Chapter 45: Mika (10) (18+)

Chapter 45: Chapter 45: Mika (10) (18+)

The moment Mika laughed lewdly while using her slender hand to grasp Kirito’s reviving member, the atmosphere in the room grew thick with the shady, passionate flavor of love. She lifted one hip, parted her legs wide, and personally pulled apart the swelling, fluid-soaked, bright red lips of her own vulva to fully reveal her water-logged slit.

"Now, let me show you who truly rules this game," Mika whispered in a hoarse voice heavy with desire.

She lowered her body decisively, swallowing Kirito’s entire member deep into the innermost depths of her vagina. The tight, warm, and sucking sensation enveloping her shaft made both of them shudder. Mika threw her head straight back, her smooth, slender spine arching into a perfect curve, her eyes rolling upward in supreme pleasure and her small tongue sticking out to pant. A choked, resounding moan burst from her throat:

"~ AHHH...HH...!"

Below, Kirito had to clench his teeth tight to suppress the surging wave of lust. In his mind now remained only a swirling thought: "This woman has truly lost her mind... She must have gone completely crazy for lust, excessively lewd and wild!"

Mika panted in broken breaths, her entire body glistening with beads of sweat under the lights. She reached out to touch her own flat lower abdomen—where Kirito’s member was thrusting out a bulge, distinctly imprinting its rough shape against her soft flesh. Every single deep hip-pumping stroke drove the glans straight against her sensitive cervix, making her feel both sharply pricked and numb with ecstasy.

"Ah... feels too good... your penis... it’s stabbing through my womb..." Mika moaned wordlessly.

She continuously lifted her hips high and then slammed them down with mighty force.

"~ Ahh... uhm... how is it? How does it feel to be crushed and dominated underneath the queen, huh?"

Mika tried to put on a triumphant expression while pumping, but after just a few strokes, that arrogant look quickly vanished, replaced by a delirious, lewd appearance, her eyes hazy with surging pleasure, letting her tongue hang loose to enjoy it.

As for Kirito, though exhausted, his hands still instinctively gripped Mika’s firm thighs, heavily stroking the seductive contours of her body, completely surrendering to let her do as she pleased, treating this as a time for the "queen" to indulge herself.

"~ Ahh... too deep... feels like going crazy..." Mika muttered, her voice breaking in every thrust.

The overwhelming sensation prevented her from maintaining her initial upright sitting posture. Her entire limp body collapsed forward, draping completely over Kirito’s muscular chest.

Taking that opportunity, Kirito’s hands moved upward, clamping firmly around her full, rounded breasts. He lowered his head, gently biting with his teeth before taking her pink nipple entirely into his oral cavity, sucking on it wildly and brutally.

The soft, elastic sensation from those mounds delivered a terrifyingly addictive magical feeling. Her nipple was bitten and sucked until it throbbed and grew numb, but at the present moment, Mika had completely lost the mental capacity to care about that physical pain.

"My buttocks... my buttocks feel like they’re completely out of control... His chunk of flesh has made my vulva go numb, leaving no sense of reality at all..." Mika muttered to herself in a delirium.

Though lying facedown and enduring the assault from Kirito’s mouth, she still tried to salvage a shred of illusory pride, lifting her face to look at him:

"Hey... how is it? How does it feel to become a servant beneath a queen’s body? Is it so wonderful you want to die and come back to life?"

Even though Kirito was so tired his vision blurred, with the arrogant, cold nature ingrained in the flesh and blood of a Shinobi, he still managed to smirk, replying in a hoarse tone:

"What kind of queen... Look at yourself, you’re clearly a lustful queen, knowing nothing else besides craving to be fucked."

Provoked by Kirito, Mika gritted her teeth in fury, intending to open her mouth to retort. But Kirito was a step faster; his hands suddenly clamped onto her hips, using the last of his strength to unexpectedly press down with an extremely lethal stroke. The member inside suddenly gathered force to thrust deep to the very bottom, scouring her entire hot flesh walls.

"~ Uhmm...!"

Mika was hit so unexpectedly she couldn’t speak, her entire body freezing stiff, her retort turning into a long, piercing, drawn-out moan in the quiet space.

"Feels too good... can’t take it anymore..."

"Screw it... I don’t have a shred of reason left to restrain myself. The feeling his penis brings is truly too marvelous... Oh well, I might as well let go and enjoy this pleasure first, teasing or whatever can wait for another time..."

"God... a proper queen with her mind constantly filled only with thoughts of getting fucked like this, it’s humiliating to death..."

Seeing Mika throw her head back, abandoning all defenses and moaning like a little kitten taking it, Kirito added another taunting remark: "How is it, proud queen? Still want to keep dominating me? Even when I’m lying on my back beneath your body, I’m still vastly stronger than you."

With that, Kirito swung his hand and slapped a loud smack onto Mika’s full fleshy buttocks and fair thighs, making the sound of clashing flesh echo crisply, while stimulating her moans to grow higher and longer.

"~ Ahh... ahh...!"

"Truly a thoroughly ruined and lewd woman... do you just have to demand getting fucked until every ounce of breath is drained before you’re satisfied?" Kirito thought inwardly.

"Honestly... if I kept this woman as a wife I’d probably die young in bed from exhaustion someday. Yet... it cannot be denied that she is overly beautiful, seductive, and possesses a flawlessly gorgeous body..."

Realizing her strength was spent, Mika could no longer pump her hips up and down in the traditional fashion. She changed tactics, lowering her center of gravity and fluidly grinding her hips in circles, continuously polishing around the shaft with unbelievably skillful technique. That ghostly swirling motion made the contact surface rub even more intensely, pushing pleasure to unprecedented new heights.

Mika’s vulva was now scorching hot like a furnace, internal fluids gushing out torrentially, mingling with the essence from previous rounds to create moist, lewd sloshing sounds.

"My vulva... God... it’s burning hot... can’t hold back anymore..."

"~ AHHH...!" Mika threw her head entirely back, letting out a long scream echoing throughout the room as the peak of bliss erupted.

Inside, the vaginal flesh walls contracted repeatedly with a breath-taking clamping force, sticky fluids gushing outward like a flood sweeping past a dike.

Kirito smiled coldly, adding another tease: "Look at that... look at the climax expression of the proud queen, dying of embarrassment."

Then, seizing the moment when Mika was in a state of extreme contraction, Kirito used his remaining vigor to thrust his hips upward in a final flurry of rapid strokes, leaving Mika moaning wordlessly, her body shivering uncontrollably.

"Come on... obediently receive it, let me pour this final batch of semen into the queen’s lustful vulva."

Squirt!!

Kirito’s member twitched violently one last time, spewing a thick, viscous wave of semen that gushed out to fill every nook and cranny inside Mika’s hot vagina.

Yet strangely enough, right in the middle of the moment the semen was gushing deep inside, Mika suddenly ceased feeling the familiar heat of the essence pouring into her womb as before. She paused for a beat, then suddenly giggled, a mischievous, triumphant look appearing on her sweat-drenched face.

"Hehe... look at you, the great hero’s member has finally been squeezed down to the very last drop, completely emptied of semen. What an idiot, getting completely sucked dry by me, see?"

Kirito panted in broken breaths, his chest heaving continuously, not even bothering to argue a single extra word.

Mika slowly lifted her hips, withdrawing her body out from Kirito. Sure enough, his member, having gone through so many battles from the beginning until now, had truly shrunken down, curling up into a pitifully small corner.

"Oh my... looking so pathetically ruined." Mika teased with a laugh.

Kirito ignored whatever she wanted to say, tightly closing his eyes and surrendering to everything: "Whatever you want to say... I’m so sleepy, no energy left to argue, I’m going to sleep first."

With that, ignoring the fact that Mika was still sitting blankly beside him, he closed his eyes and drifted into a deep sleep. Yet the vigilant instinct of a Shinobi was never turned off. Kirito had no fear of being assassinated while unconscious like this. Before stepping into Mika’s domain, he had strung ultra-thin, invisible, and extremely sensitive wire tripwires tightly all around the room; anyone or anything daring to approach this boundary would trigger an alarm signal instantly.

Furthermore, inside Mika’s body at this moment still existed a special entity—the parasite worm he had proactively released earlier. Whenever Mika harbored rebellious intentions or abnormal actions, that worm would feed signals directly back into his senses.

"I love you to death, young man..."

Mika whispered into Kirito’s ear, leaning down to place scattered kisses along his sweaty neck.

The tickling and annoying sensation made Kirito frown uncomfortably, though his eyes didn’t even bother to open: "Stop bothering, go to sleep."

Mika giggled, her eyes sparkling with both affection and fervor: "Hehe... how could I sleep right away, let me lie here and watch your sleeping face for a moment."

Kirito still kept his eyes tightly shut, speaking in a cold, dissatisfied tone: "How do you expect me to sleep when you’re lying down heavy as a rock on top of me like this?"

Mika didn’t bother arguing, gently reaching her hand out to pull the thick, warm blanket over to cover the naked bodies of them both. She embraced him tightly, pressing her face against his firm chest:

"Hehe... whatever, I like hugging like this anyway."