Online Game: I Turn Monsters Into Food 10,000x Buffs

Their bodies slid together, sweat-slicked and frantic now, his cock dragging over her most sensitive spot with every thrust, sending her spiralling toward the edge. Elizabeth could feel herself unravelling, her entire world narrowing to the rhythm of his hips, to the relentless, perfect friction inside her. She clawed at his back, leaving red lines, desperate to pull him closer, deeper, as if trying to merge their bodies entirely.

Liam’s groan was raw, feral, as he slammed into her, his hips pounding with reckless abandon now. The bed shuddered beneath them, headboard rattling against the wall. Elizabeth’s voice broke into a helpless, pleading cry, "Fuck, Liam, I—" but the words dissolved as a shudder ripped through her.

Everything inside her exploded, a white-hot wave of pleasure that left her limbs shaking. Her pussy convulsed around his cock, spasming in tight, rhythmic pulses, milking him for everything he had. The orgasm ripped the air from her lungs, every muscle clenched, her mind blank but for the sensation of being utterly, completely filled and stretched and used.

Liam held her through it, never relenting, driving her through the aftershocks with punishing, perfect thrusts. He was close, Elizabeth could feel his cock swelling, the tremor in his arms, the way his breath grew ragged and wild. He leaned down, biting her collarbone, and Elizabeth arched up into him, needing more, needing all of it, her body greedy and insistent.

His thrusts hammered faster, each slap of skin against skin echoing in the dimly lit room, the air thick with the musky scent of their sweat-slicked bodies and the sharp tang of arousal. That building pressure coiled deep in her core, a delicious ache that made her inner walls clench around his thickening cock, pulsing with the heat of impending release. She felt every ridge and vein as he tensed, his muscles rippling under her grasping fingers, his breath hot and ragged against her neck.

As his pace quickened, building that delicious pressure, she felt him tense, his cock swelling inside her. "Gonna cum, Elizabeth fuck, you’re perfect," he groaned. He yanked out suddenly, the wet pop leaving her pussy gaping and empty, a desperate void that screamed for him. His fist wrapped around his slick, throbbing shaft, stroking furiously, the veins bulging under his grip as pre-cum glistened at the tip.

Elizabeth’s body rebelled at the loss, her hips bucking involuntarily, the cool air teasing her swollen folds like a cruel taunt. That unbearable emptiness gnawed at her, a fiery need that made her whimper, her skin flushing hot from the denial. She reached down, her fingers brushing the feverish heat of his cock, wrapping around it mid-stroke, pulsing, rock-hard, and slick with their mingled juices. The salty taste of him lingered on her lips from earlier kisses, and she guided him back, impaling herself with a slick, satisfying plunge that filled her to the brim.

She locked eyes with him, his gaze hazy and unfocused in the dim glow of the bedside lamp, pupils blown wide from the edge of climax. Hers burned fierce, pleading, her breath coming in short, needy pants. "No, fuck that, I want it inside me, all of it, fill me up," she mumbled, her voice thick and husky with raw lust, hips grinding in slow, teasing circles to draw him deeper, her nails digging into his ass to hold him there.

Liam’s breath hitched, a sharp inhale that made his chest heave, surprise flashing across his rugged features—eyes widening, lips parting, before it dissolved into pure, animal hunger. He growled low in his throat, a primal rumble that vibrated through her body, his hands clamping down on her thighs like iron vices, pinning her in place as he surged forward, reclaiming her with brutal, dominating thrusts that promised no mercy, no pulling out this time. The room spun with the symphony of their moans, the wet smack of flesh, and the intoxicating rush of submission and control intertwining, pushing them both toward an explosive peak.

Liam’s body tensed, unleashing his deep, guttural grunts, which echoed through the dimly lit room as shudders rippled down his spine, waves of electric bliss surging from his throbbing cock buried deep inside her. Her velvet walls clenched around him in rhythmic spasms, milking every inch with a hungry suction that made his balls tighten and pulse, the scent of their mingled sweat and arousal thick in the air like a forbidden perfume. She lurched forward against him, Elizabeth’s nails raking fiery trails down his back, drawing beads of blood that stung with a delicious burn, her scream tearing from her throat

"Liam! Oh fuck, Liam!" her voice raw and desperate, tasting the salt of his skin as she bit into his shoulder.

They rode the crashing waves of ecstasy together, their ragged breaths heaving in sync, chests slick and heaving against each other, the wet slap of skin fading into heavy pants that filled the room.

Liam’s hot seed erupted in thick, forceful jets, flooding her womb with a warmth that spread like liquid fire, her belly swelling slightly under his palm, a small, erotic mound from the sheer volume, proof of his dominance claiming her completely. As he finally eased out with a slick, obscene pop, Elizabeth’s swollen pussy lips quivered and pulsed, glistening with their combined juices, his thick cum trickling down her thighs in slow, creamy rivulets that cooled against her fevered skin, the musky tang of it lingering on her tongue when she licked her lips.

[TOOL TIP: THE INTERNAL DEGLAZE]

The "Excalibur" Finish: Liam has successfully executed a [Total Internal Discharge]. By bypassing the [Pull-Out Maneuver] at Elizabeth’s direct command, he has filled the [S-Rank Empty Void] with a specialised [Warm Liquid Fire] buff.

Tactical Interaction [The Cream Pie Seal]: The application of [Thick Forceful Jets] has resulted in a permanent [Claimed] status. Mechanical side effects include a "small, erotic mound" on the target’s belly and a +1000% increase in [Sovereign Dominance].

Environmental Audio [The Obscene Pop]: The withdrawal phase has triggered a high-fidelity [Slick Pop] sound effect, followed by the [Creamy Rivulet] visual trail. This indicates a 100% successful [First Clear] of the womb instance.