Supreme Bloodline Evolution System

Max kept pounding into her from behind, but the position already felt too familiar. He growled low, the draconic heat demanding something new, something deeper. In one powerful motion, he pulled out, spun her around, and dropped to one knee.

He hooked her legs over his shoulders, lifting her entire lower body off the ground until she was almost upside down, her back arched against the wall. Her wings spread out beneath her, brushing the floor as he drove back inside her soaked pussy in a single brutal thrust.

The new angle made her eyes fly wide. His massive cock speared straight down into her, hitting spots that had never been touched before. Rosalia’s mouth opened in a silent cry at first, then a weak, broken whimper finally slipped out.

"Haa... Max... too deep... mmmh..." Her full breasts hung heavy toward her face, bouncing with every downward slam as he fucked her in this near-vertical hold. Her tail lashed wildly before wrapping around his waist, pulling him even harder into her.

Max did not slow. He gripped her hips and used the leverage to bounce her on his swollen cock. The wet, filthy squelching sounds grew louder and messier as her juices ran down her own stomach and chest. Her purple-slitted eyes started to lose focus, the overwhelming pleasure stealing her voice until only faint, trembling sounds escaped her.

Still not satisfied, Max stood up fully, keeping her legs locked over his shoulders. He walked her across the room like that, still buried deep inside her, each step sending fresh jolts through her body.

When he reached the center of the room, he dropped to both knees and laid her on her back on the thick rug, folding her completely in half in a deep mating press. Her knees pressed beside her ears, ass lifted high as he mounted her like a true dragon claiming his mate. His wings spread wide above them, casting shadows over her trembling form while his tail coiled tightly around both of hers, pinning them together.

He started thrusting again with long and punishing strokes that made the floor creak beneath the rug. Rosalia’s moans had almost completely vanished. Only soft, broken little whimpers left her now, each one quieter than the last.

"Max... haaa..."

It was barely audible. Her body shook uncontrollably, pussy fluttering and spasming around his massive thickness as another orgasm ripped through her in complete silence. Her juices gushed out around his cock, soaking the rug beneath them, but she could no longer cry out. Her purple eyes were glassy, tears of pure bliss clinging to her lashes, mouth open in a silent scream of ecstasy.

Max kept pushing, his hips snapping down harder, the heavy slap of his body meeting hers echoing through the room. He could feel her breaking under him, her mind drowning in pleasure until she could barely even whimper anymore. Her hands weakly clutched at his shoulders, nails barely scratching as her body surrendered completely.

He pulled out suddenly and flipped her onto her stomach. Then he lifted her hips high, pressing her chest and face into the rug while he stayed behind her. Instead of the usual position, he hooked one arm under her waist and the other around her thigh, pulling her into a twisted side-spoon on the floor.

One of her legs stayed stretched straight while the other bent high, giving him a perfect, filthy angle to drive into her from the side. His wings folded around them both like a leathery cocoon, creating a private, heated space as he fucked her with deep, rolling strokes that ground his swollen cock against every sensitive ridge inside her.

Rosalia’s whimpers faded into almost nothing. Only the faintest, shaky breaths left her lips now, her body trembling violently with every thrust. Her pussy clenched and milked him helplessly, wave after wave of silent orgasms crashing through her until she was little more than a quivering, dripping mess in his arms.

Max’s own control finally shattered.

With a deep, guttural roar that shook the windows, he slammed into her one final time and held her there, buried to the hilt. His swollen cock pulsed violently inside her, the first thick, heavy rope of cum exploding straight against her womb.

He came harder than he ever had, flooding her with powerful, endless spurts. Pulse after pulse poured into her, so much that her belly started to swell visibly from the sheer volume. Thick white seed overflowed around his cock, leaking out in heavy streams that soaked her thighs and the rug beneath them.

He kept cumming, hips twitching with every massive spurt as he pumped her full beyond anything she could hold. Rosalia could only let out the weakest, softest whimper against the rug, her body shaking uncontrollably as he filled her completely, the hot flood of his release marking her as his in the most primal way possible.

Max stayed locked deep inside her, still hard, still throbbing, as the last heavy spurts finally slowed. His wings remained curled around them both, tails still tightly entwined, the room quiet except for their ragged breathing and the soft, constant drip of his cum leaking out of her overflowing pussy.

Rosalia could barely see anything anymore. Her vision had blurred completely; the sheer amount of pleasure she had experienced today was far more than she had ever been prepared for. Yet she did not hate it. Not even a little.

"More..." she whimpered softly, her voice barely audible, little more than a broken breath.

She knew she should stop. Her body was breaking, pushed to its absolute limit, but his cock and the rough, brutal way he was fucking her had made her feel more alive and more loved than she had ever felt before.

She did not fully understand it herself, but the moment she had shifted into her dragon hybrid form, something inside her had awakened. She loved it when he treated her like nothing but a bitch to breed, raw and merciless. It felt so much better, so much more intense, than the gentle romantic sex they used to have in their humanoid forms.

"Breed me all night please... no matter what, don’t stop..." Rosalia used the last of her strength to lift her head, her lust-drunk purple-slitted eyes locking onto his. The look she gave him made his cock pulse hard and violently inside her, throbbing with fresh need and raw vitality.