Villain's Breeding System: Evolving 999+ Harem into an SSS-Rank Legion-Chapter 45 - Repeating until Etched in Her Depth

Chapter 45: Chapter 45 - Repeating until Etched in Her Depth

The scream that tore from Hana’s throat was primal.

Not quite human. Pure animal pleasure-pain-shock-overwhelm all combined into one sound.

Her eyes rolled back in her head, only the whites showing for a moment before her eyelids fluttered.

Her whole body convulsed, jerking forward from the impact only to be held in place by Raven’s grip.

Her thick ass clapped back against his thighs as his heavy balls slapped against her engorged clit.

Her pussy clamped down on him like a vice, muscles contracting so hard it almost hurt—trying to expel the intruder even as it simultaneously tried to pull him deeper.

"’Ahhh’—’ahhhh’—’AHHHHH’~~!"

She couldn’t stop screaming, couldn’t form words, couldn’t do anything but ’feel’.

The stretch. The fullness. The way he was touching places inside her that had never been touched before.

Her cervix throbbed where his cock was pressed against it, sending confusing signals to her brain—pain-pleasure-pain-pleasure in rapid alternation.

"’F-fuck’," Raven groaned, his voice strained. "You’re so ’tight’. Like a virgin. Like this pussy hasn’t been properly fucked in years."

He was right.

God help her, he was absolutely right.

Her husband had been small—five inches at most when he bothered to get hard. And he’d never gone deep, never put in the effort to really ’fuck’ her.

But this—

This was different.

This was being ’claimed’. Possessed. Dominated in the most primal way possible.

"’Hic’—’sob’—’ahhh’—"

Hana couldn’t tell if she was crying from pain or pleasure or the overwhelming sensation of being completely and utterly ’filled’.

Her thick body was pinned beneath him, her ass raised, her face pressed into the pillow as he held himself buried to the hilt inside her.

Not moving yet.

Just letting her feel it. Letting her adjust to the invasion.

Letting her understand exactly what it meant to be his whore wife.

And as the initial shock began to fade, as her body slowly started to accept his size—

Hana felt something break inside her.

Not physically.

Psychologically.

The last thread of dignity she’d been clinging to—the last pretense that she was anything other than what he’d called her—

It snapped.

And in its place...

’Freedom’.

For a moment, time seemed suspended.

Raven remained completely still, buried to the absolute hilt inside her—nine thick inches stretching Hana’s pussy to its absolute limit, his cockhead pressed firmly against her cervix like he was knocking on the door to her womb itself.

Hana’s mouth hung open, saliva pooling and dripping from the corner of her lips onto the pillow beneath her face. Her eyes were unfocused, staring at nothing, tears streaming in continuous rivers down her flushed cheeks.

’So... big...’ her mind managed weakly. ’It’s... everywhere inside me. I can feel every inch. Every ridge. Every vein. It’s like... like he’s splitting me in half...’

Her pussy clenched involuntarily around him, muscles spasming as they tried to adjust to the overwhelming intrusion.

She could feel her walls stretched taut around his thickness, molding to his shape, gripping him so tightly it felt like her body was trying to fuse with his cock.

"Haaah... haaah... haaah..."

Her breathing came in short, desperate pants, her chest heaving beneath her as she tried to process the sensations flooding her system.

Then Raven moved.

Just slightly—pulling back maybe an inch, letting her feel the drag of his cock against her sensitive inner walls.

"Aaahhh—!"

Even that small movement made Hana cry out, her fingers clutching desperately at the sheets beneath her.

The friction was intense, almost painful in its intensity, like sandpaper against raw nerves.

But then he pushed back in, sliding those nine inches home again with deliberate, measured force.

"NGH—ahhhh~~!"

"Feel that?" Raven’s voice was low, rough with restrained desire. His breath was hot against her ear, making her shiver despite the heat consuming her body. "That’s what a real cock feels like, Hana. Not your husband’s pathetic little thing. This is what your thick breeding body was ’made’ for."

"P-please—ahhh—it’s too—hnng—too much—" Hana stammered, her words broken by gasps and moans she couldn’t control.

"Too much?" Raven chuckled darkly, pulling back again—farther this time, withdrawing until only the head remained inside her. "We’ve barely started, mare."

Mare.

The word hit her like a physical blow, degrading and possessive and somehow... arousing.

He was calling her a horse. An animal bred for one purpose.

And god help her, her pussy clenched at the word, getting even wetter.

Then he thrust forward again.

Harder this time.

PAH!

The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed through the small apartment as his pelvis crashed against her thick ass, his heavy balls swinging forward to slap against her swollen clit.

"AAAHHHNNN~~!!"

Hana’s scream was louder this time, higher-pitched, her whole body jerking forward from the impact.

Her massive breasts swayed beneath her, the heavy flesh jiggling and shaking with the force of his thrust.

’Oh god oh god oh god—’ her thoughts spiraled. ’He’s hitting—he’s touching—places I didn’t know existed—’

The head of his cock battered her cervix again, punching against that entrance with enough force to send shockwaves through her entire body.

It hurt.

But it also felt...

’Good,’ some primal part of her brain whispered. ’It feels so fucking good.’

Raven established a rhythm—pulling back until just his head remained inside, then slamming forward with enough force to make her thick body ripple.

PAH! PAH! PAH!

Each thrust drove her forward, her face dragging across the pillow, her mouth open in a constant stream of cries and moans.

"Ah—ah—AHHH—hnng—fuck—ohhh—"

She couldn’t form coherent words anymore.

Just sounds—primal, animal noises of pleasure-pain that she’d never made in her entire life.

"Look at this body," Raven growled, his hands releasing her hips to grab her wrists instead.

He pulled her arms back, forcing her torso up off the bed, her spine arching backward as he used her arms like handles.

"Ngh—wait—ahhh—!"

Her breasts hung heavy beneath her now, swaying wildly with each thrust, the massive mounds of flesh bouncing and jiggling in ways that made her chest ’ache’.

The weight pulled at her chest muscles, sending sharp pains through her torso with every violent shake.

But she couldn’t protest. Couldn’t do anything but take it.

"Thick ass," Raven continued, his voice taking on that derogatory edge that somehow made her pussy clench harder. "Pah! Breeding hips. "Pah! Massive fucking tits that were made to feed children. "PAH!"

Each compliment-insult was punctuated by another brutal thrust that made her entire world narrow down to the feeling of his cock ravaging her insides.

"Your husband was a fucking idiot," he continued, his pace increasing. "Had a prime breeding mare at home—pah!—and couldn’t even appreciate it. Preferred some skinny whore—pah!—when he had ’this’—PAH!—waiting for him."

"I’m—ahhh—not—hnng—a mare—AHHH~~!" Hana tried to protest, but her words dissolved into another scream as he angled his hips differently, the head of his cock dragging across a spot inside her that made white spots explode across her vision.

"You’re not?" Raven’s laugh was cruel, mocking. "Then why is your pussy clenching on my cock like you’re trying to milk me? Why are you getting wetter with every thrust? Why are you ’moaning’ like a bitch in heat?"

’Because... because...’

Hana couldn’t finish the thought.

Because he was right.