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Chapter 8 - [R-18] Liturgy of Fever

I didn't wait. No struggle, no play. Time was of the essence. I grabbed her hips and impaled her in a single, brutal thrust, my stiff cock slamming deep into her soaking wet pussy. She screamed immediately, a high-pitched cry that broke into wild moans. Her entire body convulsed, her enormous breasts bouncing against my chest, her hard nipples rubbing against my skin in hot bursts.

"Aaahhh…!" she gasped, her neck tilted back, her eyes rolling back. "Yes… yes…!"

I gave her no respite. My pelvis hammered against hers with a dry violence, each thrust driving deeper the incandescent flood of lust I unleashed without restraint. Not like with Nezrael. No strategy, no slow build-up. Here, I emptied myself entirely in a single spurt, my cock disgorging a wave of heat that filled her to the point of making her belly swell beneath my hips.

— "More... more... I'm burning up...!" She clawed at my shoulders, her nails tracing red furrows, her face contorted with ecstasy. Her thighs tightened around me, her pussy contracting so hard I thought she was going to tear my flesh off.

I grunted, bitten by the burning of the seal, and arched my back in one last spasm. My cum spurted inside her like a storm, gushing endlessly, crushing her against the tree. She convulsed, screaming, her belly throbbing beneath my hands, heavy and swollen with what I had just given her.

Then her body gave way. Her arms gave way, her eyes clouded, and she collapsed at my feet, damp, dripping, her full belly still vibrating with my discharge. Whitish streams escaped between her trembling thighs and dripped onto the moss.

I stood frozen for a moment, panting, my chest hammering from the incandescent bucket. The surrounding forest still vibrated with her cries. And already, another smell was rising in my nostrils. The smell of sweat, sap, wet pussy.

"Too slow... if I stay, others will smell her."

I spat out a hoarse breath, tensed my body, and threw myself into the darkness, leaving behind the collapsed figure, her belly swollen with cum, offered like a beacon to the approaching pack.

My raspy breath caught in my throat, my thighs hammered the mud, and my cock, still hard, still disgorged the burning remains of the elite I'd just left lying behind me. My sex glistened with sperm, heavy, beating like a second heart between my legs.

They appeared without warning. Two shadows of sweat and light, slender and monstrously beautiful. Their wide hips glistened with dew, their thick thighs, oiled by hunting, throbbed with each leap. Their breasts, heavy and swollen, burst from their translucent veils, two moist masses that swayed with a sound of wet flesh. Their luminescent tattoos pulsed along their sides, outlining their bodies like living runes.

They threw themselves at me together. My back hit the sodden moss with a dull thud, my lungs bursting with a muffled gasp. Already, the first was impaling herself on me, with a single sharp thrust, her soaked pussy engulfing my cock to the hilt, and with it the power of lust.

"Hhhhaaahhh... your cock...!" she screamed, her head thrown back, her sweat-covered hair crushing against my chest.

The second immediately latched onto her, sliding her arms around her shoulders, her lips seeking her swollen breasts. She bit down roughly on her tanned, rock-hard nipples, and the first moaned with a beastly cry, her hips slapping harder against me.

"Yesss... cum inside her... give her everything...!" the second gasped, her puckered lips still glued to the nipple she sucked like a wolf in a trance.

I grunted, my hands digging into the first's wide hips, pounding into her mercilessly. My cock pounded into her stomach, each thrust drawing a higher-pitched scream from her. I bit back at her hardened nipples, sucking on her moist flesh as my cock crushed deep inside her.

"Nhhhaaaahhh…!" she screamed, her thighs trembling, her body convulsing. "What… what's going on… aaahhh…!"

She came screaming, her pussy clamping down on me like a burning fist. My cum spurted out at the same time, a brutal wave that swelled her belly beneath my blows. Her cry became a strangled sob, and she collapsed against me, her heavy breasts crushing my chest before falling back to the floor, wet, trembling, her pussy dripping with cum.

I didn't have time to breathe. The second, still kneeling above her, grabbed me by the shoulders, her golden eyes wild with fever. Her dripping breasts swayed inches from my face, her muscular thighs spread, and she impaled herself in one leap, swallowing my cock still dripping with her sister's cum.

"Aaaaahhh…!" she cried, her nails scratching my throat. "More… fill me too…!"

I grabbed her roughly, biting her sweat-swollen nipples, sucking on her burning flesh as I pounded her mercilessly. Each thrust made her breasts bounce in my mouth, each bite drawing an animalistic scream from her.

"You're going to cum until you collapse." " I breathed between moans, my teeth clenched on her skin.

"Yess ... I thought I'd gained a few seconds, but then they appeared. Four. Four sweaty figures, their thick thighs dripping, their wide hips swinging like living traps. Their heavy breasts bounced, swollen with sweat, their parted lips letting out impatient moans.

They threw themselves at me simultaneously. My back hit a tree, the first impaled herself on my cock with a single sharp thrust. Her burning pussy swallowed me whole, and her cry was lost in the canopy.

"Hhhhaaahhh... your cock...!" she screamed, her nails digging into my shoulders.

The second passed behind me, her hard arms encircling my throat. Her heavy breasts crushed against my back, her raspy breath flooding my ears.

— "Yessss… cum inside her… give her everything…!"

Her fingers tightened, half-choking me. My thrusts became harsher, more violent. I bit the first girl's swollen nipple, feeling her moist flesh slap against my teeth. She screamed like a beast, her pelvis hammering mine in a chaotic rhythm.

I grunted, gasping for breath, my hands planted on her wide hips. My cock pounded against her stomach from the inside, each thrust stealing a little more air and reason from me.

— "Nhhhaaaaahhh…!" she cried, her breasts crushing my chest. "I… I'm tearing myself apart…!"

The seal on my chest burst into red light. My cum spurted inside her, brutal, swelling her belly beneath my hands. Her cry became a strangled sob. She collapsed immediately, trembling, her back pressed to the ground, her pussy oozing with cum.

I gasped, but another woman was already grabbing me. Her powerful thighs clamped around my waist, her pelvis slamming down on me like an anvil. My cock, still glistening, disappeared into her dripping sex.

"Aaaaahhh... again...!" she moaned, her teeth digging into my neck.

I pounded into her mercilessly, my breath taken away by the grip of the one still strangling me. The other two rubbed against each other, their lips pressed together, their fingers lost in their soaked pussies, their eyes fixed on me as if I were feeding them with just my breath.

I felt the power coursing through my veins, each orgasm filling me with new strength. But my mind... my mind was cracking. Every moan, every moan, every orgasm they wrung from my body also sucked a piece of my consciousness.

I'm losing myself...

I bit her hard nipples, sucking the sweat and fever from her skin, and my cock exploded inside her again. She screamed like a female dog, her thighs tightened, and she collapsed against me, defeated.

I stood there, trembling, dripping, my cock still hard, surrounded by their panting bodies. Their swollen bellies, their dripping pussies, their half-open mouths. And in my chest, the seal beat like a second heart, whispering a truth that chilled me as much as it excited me:

It was no longer me who was fucking them. It was Lust that was devouring me.

I gasped, my throat burning, my body drenched in cum and sweat, and yet... I had never been so lucid. If this was the price, then so be it. If I had to sink into the fever of Lust to achieve my goal, I would. I would fuck them all. One by one, until their wombs burst with my seed and the whole world buckled under my seal.

I looked up and saw them. A dozen nymphs had already gathered around me, sweaty silhouettes silhouetted by the glow of the hanging torches. Their heavy breasts swayed beneath translucent veils, their thick thighs glistened with moisture, and their hands were already sliding between their legs. Their golden eyes devoured me, glistening with fever, and their raspy breaths filled the clearing like an obscene chorus.

Some were caressing their nipples until they bled, biting their swollen lips as they stared at me. Others knelt, their fingers sticky, their dripping pussies exposed for all to see. One, closer, parted her swollen lips and gasped, literally drooling as she stared at me:

"More... take us... fuck us all..."

A broken laugh escaped me, strangled by the incandescent seal. My cock was still throbbing, glistening, oozing cum, but already it was rising again, eager. The circle of their moist bodies closed in on me, a tide of sweat, pussy, and desire.

And I understood: the Hunt was no longer a test. It had become a rite. Their offering. My consecration.

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I had no more words. No more thoughts. My breath was reduced to groans, my loins to a brutal mechanism, my sex to a weapon endlessly disgorging. My face remained fixed, tense in concentration, but each thrust of my hips tore a spasm from me that made my ribs tremble.

They pressed against me, a dozen sweaty bodies, their heavy breasts and sticky thighs forming a living prison. I didn't wait. I grabbed one of them by the hips, her fine ears twitching beneath my fingers, and I penetrated her in one thrust. Her cry broke through the night:

"Aaaaahhh...! His cock...! Fill me...!"

I pounded into her rhythmlessly, my stomach slapping against hers, her hard nipples hitting my chest. Her moans rose to sobs as I came inside her, brutally, her belly swelling beneath the waves. I threw her back to the ground like a panting carcass, her thighs still open, and already another was swallowing me up.

Her enormous breasts rubbed against my face, her dripping pussy impaling itself. I fucked her against the tree, her legs clamped around my waist, her lips crushing me with feverish kisses. The neighbor pressed against her, licking her hard nipples to accelerate her orgasm, their two voices overlapping:

"Harder... tear it apart...!"

"Yesss... I'm cumming... I'm cumming...!"

My cum spilled inside her and she collapsed, her mouth drooling, her eyes rolling back. Another woman was already kneeling, her sticky fingers spreading her pussy, panting:

"Me... take me... your cock, I want it...!"

I grabbed her ears, pulling them like handles, and pushed her to the ground, pounding her so violently that her cries turned into broken screams. She came in an uncontrolled spasm, writhing like a beast, and my loins emptied her before moving on to the next one.

Around, the fever was spreading to all the others. Some touched each other, their backs arched, their fingers delving into their dripping pussies. Others pressed together, their mouths pressed together, their heavy breasts crushed in a lascivious wetness. Their moans filled the clearing like a tide, interspersed with sobs, hysterical laughter, and feverish murmurs.

I couldn't hear anything else. I fucked, I came, I threw them to the ground, and I started another one. An endless loop. The seal on my chest was pounding, each orgasm poured into them returned to me in waves of scarlet power, sucking my mind into an even deeper trance.

The positions changed, without my choosing them. One on my thighs, rubbing herself as she rode my cock. The other on all fours, screaming as I took her from behind, her breasts swaying with each thrust. A third licked my lips, biting my nipples, while another sucked my cum-stained fingers.

— "More... more... crush us...!"

— "Cum inside me... pour it all out...!"

— "His seed... his seed...!"

I didn't answer. My face remained closed, my eyes burning with fever, my sex pounding again, again, again. Each woman was nothing more than a belly to swell, a pussy to fill, breasts to bite. Their pointed ears crumpled beneath my hands, their cries blending into a moist symphony that echoed throughout the forest.

I felt my mind slipping, caught up in their trance. But I was no longer afraid. I accepted. I opened the floodgates, I let myself be devoured.

And when the moon rose to its zenith, my loins still striking a nymph collapsed beneath me, a single certainty vibrated in my burning throat:

The fever of Lust... tonight, it will last until dawn.

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