My Lust System: I Inherited The Sin Of Lust And His Three Wives-Chapter 41: Riding Damian To Oblivion [+18]

While panting heavily, Damian realized the pain in his chest had subsided. In the past, that would have stunned him, but he had already come to understand that there was far too much about spirituality he knew nothing about. He would learn in time.

He felt Ruby slither up his body, but before he could react, she was already on top of him. She leaned down and bit into his neck hard, her teeth breaking through his skin and sinking into muscle, drawing thin streams of blood that trailed down his collarbone.

His body stiffened from the pain, yet he endured it. He wrapped his arms around her tightly and whispered, "I’m sorry," into her ear. He heard her sniff softly as she bit him twice more in different spots before finally going still.

"Weren’t you looking forward to seeing me?" she asked in a low, sweet tone that was completely different from her usual harsh voice.

Damian’s heart sank at the sound of it. He understood how deeply they loved their husband, whether it was him or Lin Qui. The three of them were bound to him as tightly as he was to them. In many ways, they depended on each other for survival. Everything that had happened so far must have sent the wrong message.

"Of course I was. I was looking forward to the day I could have you lie on me all day and just tell me everything about you..."

He hesitated before adding quietly, "You know... I was a bit worried you wouldn’t like me when you saw me."

"Impossible!"

Ruby pushed herself up and stared at him with a bewildered expression. As long as he accepted them as his wives, they were sworn to love and protect him until death. Even if the entire underworld turned against him, they would stand by his side to the very end.

"Why would you think that?" she asked.

Damian hesitated, his face flushing with embarrassment. He hated admitting this, but since she had asked, he had no choice. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"I’m not really that popular on Earth. The night I got this power, I had just been dumped... and I actually killed myself."

Buzz!

The atmosphere shifted instantly. Ruby’s emerald eyes flared with a burning light as her pupils narrowed into slits. Brown snake scales rippled across her body like a living wave before disappearing just as quickly.

"A mortal dared push my husband to suicide?" Her cold gaze lowered to Damian. "Shall I eliminate her?"

"No!" Damian shouted, raising his hands quickly.

Hazel had been furious when she learned about it and had wanted to hurt Candice in some way, but she had never once considered killing her.

"Hold on. No one is dying. Well, except for Bathin, but you get the point."

Ruby let out a soft chuckle and nudged his shoulder.

"You have a good sense of humor," she giggled.

To her surprise, Damian grabbed her hand and pulled her back down into his embrace. He leaned close and whispered into her ear, "I can’t hold it in anymore. Can I have you?"

If not for her dark skin, it would have been obvious she was blushing fiercely. She buried her face into the crook of his neck, refusing to let him see that vulnerable side of her.

Ruby’s body pressed down against Damian’s naked form, her baggy shirt the only barrier between their heated skin. She shifted her hips, grinding her clothed pussy against his hardening cock with a fierce tenderness that made his breath hitch. Her hands gripped his shoulders, nails digging in just enough to leave faint marks, as she rocked back and forth, the fabric of her shirt bunching up around her thighs.

Damian groaned beneath her, his cock throbbing against the rough friction of her shorts. Ruby’s movements grew more insistent, her thick ass lifting and slamming down in rhythmic slaps that echoed through the room. She leaned forward, her breath hot against his ear, whispering loving encouragement even as she rubbed harder and faster

"Let me take care of your needs," she murmured, her voice a mix of growl and caress.

Her aggressive rhythm built the pressure in his balls, each grind sending jolts of pleasure-pain up his shaft. Damian’s hips bucked involuntarily, but she pinned him down, her weight dominating him completely.

Sweat beaded on his forehead as she dragged her soaked crotch along his length, the heat of her arousal seeping through the thin material. He felt the edge approaching, his cock pulsing wildly under her assault.

With a strangled cry, Damian came, ropes of hot cum spurting across his stomach and her shirt, splattering in sticky bursts. Ruby didn’t stop immediately; she slowed her rubbing to a gentle roll, milking every last drop from him with loving strokes, her eyes locked on his face, drinking in his ecstasy.

Panting, she sat up, peeling off her shorts and underwear in one swift motion. Her pussy glistened, slick and ready, as she positioned herself over his still-sensitive cock. Damian’s eyes widened, his spent dick twitching back to life despite the ache. Ruby gripped the base of his shaft, guiding the swollen head to her entrance, and slid down in one fluid plunge, enveloping him in her tight, wet heat.

"Aaah!"

She started riding him immediately, her thick ass bouncing with ferocious energy. Each downward thrust was a powerful slam, her cheeks clapping against his thighs, the force jarring his body.

Damian’s hands flew to her hips, fingers sinking into the soft flesh, but he could barely hold on as she pounded down relentlessly. Her baggy shirt rode up, exposing the jiggle of her curves, her breasts straining against the fabric with every vigorous lift and drop.

The intensity was overwhelming—Ruby’s pussy clenched around his cock like a vice, squeezing him with every rise, her juices coating his balls as they slapped wetly together. She threw her head back, moaning loudly, her pace unbridled, hips snapping like a piston.

Damian’s mind raced with a mix of bliss and fear; her weight bore down so hard, her ass so heavy and full, he swore his dick might snap under the brutal vigor.

"Fuck, Ruby," he gasped, voice strained, "you’re gonna break me."

But she only grinned wildly, leaning down to capture his lips in a bruising kiss, her body never faltering. She rode him harder, faster, the bed creaking in protest, her thick ass driving him deeper into her core with each savage descent. Damian’s cock throbbed inside her, the pressure building again despite the terror-laced thrill, lost in the raw physicality of her unyielding passion.