Reincarnated in a Eroge Game With a SSS-Rank Taming System-Chapter 16: Step - Make Morgana Vera Completely Submit (Part 2) [R-18]

Chapter 16 - Step 16 - Make Morgana Vera Completely Submit (Part 2) [R-18]

I leaned over her naked body, my cock twitching with anticipation, the heat between our bodies thick enough to taste. Morgana lay beneath me, legs parted, trembling slightly from the foreplay, from the intimacy — from the surrender.

Her skin glowed with a thin sheen of sweat, her lips parted and still pink from my last kiss. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her flushed breasts heaving, nipples already hard and aching.

"Are you sure you can handle it?" I asked, my voice husky, roughened by restraint.

She gave a shaky nod, but her eyes—wide, dazed, hungry—told me more than words ever could. Her gaze flicked to my cock, standing thick and ready, then back to my face as she whispered, "I want it... I need it."

The desperation in her voice stirred something primal in me.

I moved between her thighs, slowly rubbing the head of my cock against her soaked entrance, gathering her slickness, teasing her with every slow pass. Her hips jerked forward in reflex, a gasp catching in her throat as she arched toward the contact.

The warmth of her core radiated against me, and I exhaled sharply, steadying myself.

Then, inch by inch, I pushed inside.

Her walls clenched immediately—tight, warm, velvety. The sensation was overwhelming. She cried out, her back arching in a sharp curve, her hands flying to the sheets to brace herself.

"Nnngh—Z-Zale!"

I paused once I was fully inside, letting her adjust, feeling her pulse around me, every twitch a fresh wave of pleasure. I watched her chest rise and fall, the tremor in her thighs, the wet strands of hair sticking to her flushed cheeks.

"You're doing so well," I whispered, leaning down to graze my teeth gently along her earlobe. "But we're only getting started."

[Taming Progress: 69% → 76%]

I began to move—slow at first. Deep. Purposeful.

Each thrust drew a moan from her lips, soft and helpless, her hips beginning to rise and meet me on their own.

But I didn't let her set the pace.

I caught both of her wrists and pinned them above her head with one hand, locking her in place. With the other, I reached down and grabbed her thigh, pulling her closer as I thrust harder, deeper.

She gasped—shocked at the sudden force—but her body responded immediately, clinging to me like it had been starved for this kind of attention.

"Aah—yes... like that!"

[Path Perk Activated: Hidden Masochist I]

[Morgana experiences heightened pleasure when dominated.]

[Obedience increases at double rate during physical submission.]

[Obedience: 70 → 74]

I leaned in and pressed my weight over her, grinding her into the mattress with every thrust. Her moans turned breathless, erratic. Her breasts bounced beneath me, nipples red and sensitive from earlier, each jolt of movement making her squeak and twitch.

"You like being used like this?" I growled low against her throat. "Being treated like a servant instead of a noble?"

"I... I do," she gasped. "I love it! I'm yours—please, don't stop!"

Her words were broken, tangled in moans. Her body shivered under me, muscles taut as her climax threatened to take her.

I grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head back, exposing her throat. I licked up the side of her neck, feeling her tremble as I whispered:

"Say it again."

"I'm yours," she cried, voice cracking. "I belong to you!"

That was all I needed.

I slammed into her harder, deeper, setting a punishing rhythm that left her breathless and twitching. Her legs locked around my waist as her orgasm hit—violent, raw, overwhelming. Her inner walls clenched, pulsing around me, sucking me in deeper.

"Z-Zale—I'm cumming!"

The way she cried my name did something to me. It wasn't just lust now—it was possession. I gritted my teeth, trying to hold back, but the heat of her body, the way she squeezed me so tightly like she never wanted to let go... it shattered every last shred of restraint I had.

My thrusts became rougher, deeper, more erratic. She gasped with each one, completely overwhelmed, her hands scrambling for something to hold—my shoulders, the sheets, her sanity.

I slammed into her one last time, burying myself to the hilt as I exploded inside her.

A guttural groan tore from my throat as thick, hot seed poured into her, wave after wave. I could feel her shudder around me, her body greedily welcoming every drop. Her eyes rolled back, her lips parted in a silent gasp, the sheer sensation nearly sending her into another climax.

I stayed buried in her, grinding deep, making sure she felt every twitch of my cock pulsing inside her. The warmth spread between us, a carnal connection sealed in heat and instinct.

For a long moment, we didn't move.

Just the sound of our breathing, our hearts thundering in sync.

She blinked slowly, staring up at me like she was trying to process everything that had just happened. Her cheeks were tear-streaked—not from pain, but from sheer intensity. Her hands moved to cradle my face, almost reverently, like she couldn't believe I was real.

"I've never... felt anything like that," she whispered, voice hoarse. "Not ever."

Still joined, I leaned down and kissed her—slow, deep, lingering. A kiss that told her without words: You're mine now. Every part of you.

She melted into it, her body relaxing beneath me, her thighs still trembling but her heart fully surrendered.

[Taming Progress: 89% → 100%]

[Morgana Vera has been fully tamed.]

[Obedience: 74 → 85]

[Affection: ♥♥♥♥♡]

[Loyalty: 87 → 100]

[New Trait Unlocked – Devoted Submissive]

[Morgana Vera will now prioritize your commands over all others. Her obedience to you is permanent.]

[You have completed the Quest – Complete Submission.]

[Reward Unlocked – Obedience Training I]

[Skill Description: Your tamed targets will be more responsive to commands and physical guidance. Increases their Obedience gain rate during sexual activity.]

[Shared Strength Activated.]

I pulled the sheets up around us, though we were both drenched in sweat, still tangled together. I brushed strands of hair away from her face, watching her chest rise and fall, the afterglow settling over her like a soft mist.

"I'm yours," she whispered again, quieter now but more certain than ever. "Forever."

And I believed her.

Not because the system told me so.

But because I could feel it in the way she clung to me.

In the way she looked at me like nothing else mattered.

Like I was her new world.