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Minato's thrusts escalated to a frenzied crescendo, his cock invading Mikasa's depths with a visceral ferocity that assaulted every sense, turning her body into a symphony of raw, unfiltered ecstasy.
The searing heat of his shaft—thick and unyielding, veined ridges pulsing with his heartbeat—plunged into her slick, quivering pussy, stretching her walls to their utmost limit, the burn of the expansion a fiery caress that made her inner muscles clench and ripple in desperate response.
Each deep penetration sent a jolt of electric pleasure radiating from her core, the blunt head of his cock slamming against her cervix with a dull, throbbing impact that echoed through her abdomen like a drumbeat, while the base ground mercilessly against her swollen clit, the friction a grinding spark that ignited fireworks behind her eyelids.
The wet, obscene sounds amplified the intensity—the rhythmic squelch of her arousal coating his shaft, each thrust forcing out fresh gushes of her slick juices that trickled down her thighs in warm, sticky rivulets, mingling with the salty tang of sweat permeating the air.
Mikasa's scent—musky and floral, heightened by her body's feverish heat—blended with Minato's earthy, masculine aroma, creating a heady fog that enveloped them, every inhale drawing her deeper into the haze of desire. "Mmmh… fuck, I can feel every inch of you," she gasped, her voice a throaty vibration against his skin, the taste of his sweat on her lips from frantic kisses adding a salty bitterness that made her mouth water for more.
Her skin prickled with hypersensitivity, the slap of his heavy sack against her ass a sharp, stinging rhythm that left her flesh tingling and red, while the coarse brush of his pubic hair against her mound added a textured abrasion that heightened the overload.
Inside, the drag of his cock withdrawing—slow, torturous, every vein scraping her sensitive walls like velvet over fire—left her pussy aching with emptiness, clenching futilely around the void, only for him to slam back in, the sudden fullness a shockwave that made her toes curl and her back arch off the bed.
"Yes… deeper… oh gods, it's too much," she moaned, her nails gouging his back, the metallic scent of blood faint in the air as her body bucked to meet him, chasing the abyss.
The orgasm coiled tighter, a serpent of sensation twisting in her core—her pussy throbbing with each heartbeat, walls fluttering wildly around his invading length, the pressure building like a storm about to break.
Minato's fingers on her clit circled with relentless precision, the calloused pads pinching and rolling the slick nub, sending sharp zaps of pleasure that made her vision blur, her breath hitching in ragged gasps.
"Cum for me again, you insatiable bitch," he snarled, his voice a gravelly rasp that vibrated through her chest, his breath hot and ragged against her ear, laced with the faint, masculine spice of his exertion.
The peak hit like a tidal wave—"Mmmh… Minato… I'm cumming!" she screamed, her pussy convulsing in violent, rhythmic squeezes that gripped his cock like a vise, milking him with desperate pulses as waves of ecstasy crashed through her.
Her inner walls rippled and spasmed, gushing hot fluids that soaked them both, the slick heat intensifying the slide of his shaft, every contraction sending tremors up her spine, her clit pulsing under his fingers in hypersensitive bursts that made her thighs quake and her toes curl.
Stars exploded in her vision, her body seizing in bliss, the scent of their mingled arousal thick in the air, the taste of salt on her tongue from biting her lip, the overwhelming fullness of him inside her prolonging the rapture until she was a shuddering, sobbing vessel of pure sensation.
As the climax subsided, Mikasa lay panting, her body a quivering mess, but the fire in her eyes burned brighter. "Mmmh… that was… amazing," she breathed, her voice laced with euphoric hunger, her hands roaming his chest, fingers tracing the slick contours of his muscles.
Despite the flicker of guilt over Eren, the pleasure was addictive, her pussy still twitching around him, craving more. "Don't stop… I want another round," she begged, her hips grinding against his embedded cock, clenching deliberately to tease him, her body alight with insatiable need. "Fuck me until I can't move… please."
Minato's grin was feral, his hands flipping her over with ease, positioning her on all fours as he aligned his cock once more.
With a single, brutal thrust, he buried himself inside her again, the new angle allowing even deeper penetration, his shaft scraping untouched nerves that made her scream in delight, ready for the next wave of sensory overload.