My Husband Has A Weird System.

Victor's eyes filled with a heartbreaking mix of gratitude and torment, locked onto Bella's for a long moment. He tried to shift his body away, intending to drag himself toward the cave entrance and face his death alone in the blizzard outside.

But Bella refused.

She pressed forward with sudden determination, climbing on top of him and slamming her malleable, voluptuous body tightly onto his. She wrapped both arms around his neck, clinging to him desperately, while her legs coiled firmly around his hips like a vine that refused to let go. Her massive, heaving breasts squished heavily along his broad chest, her straining nipples dragging sensually across his skin with every small movement. Her sloppy folds pressed shamelessly against his massive cock.

“No,” she breathed hotly against his neck “You’re not going anywhere.”

She rolled her hips in desperate little circles, rubbing her fluttering sopping labia up and down the entire swollen shaft. The flooded, filthy sounds of her drenched pussy sliding rapidly along his veiny cock filled the cave — schlick… schlick… schlick — as thick precum oozed heavily from the tip, mixing with her juices and making every glide smoother and filthier.

Victor grabbed Bella’s tender waist with trembling hands, trying to push her away. Even without channeling a single drop of mana, the Overload was devouring him from the inside. His veins burned like molten steel, his vision tinted red, and his monstrous, veiny cock throbbed painfully, leaking thick strings of precum. Yet he didn’t dare use his full strength — terrified that even a slight slip in his failing control would hurt her.

Bella refused to be moved. With raw desperation, she molded her entire voluptuous body flush against his, every flaccid, heavy curve melting desperately into his firm muscles. She pressed herself down with all her weight, crushing her massive breasts into his chest and pinning her silky soft belly and thick thighs tightly against him, leaving no space between their bodies. Her drenched slit clung greedily to his massive, throbbing shaft, the hot slick folds gripping and hugging every thick vein as though her pussy itself refused to let go.

“Mmhh… haaah… Victor…” she moaned breathlessly into his mouth, her small tongue thrusting boldly between his lips, swirling and sucking greedily at his tongue. “Don’t push me away… I want this… I want your huge cock…”

Victor groaned deeply, his rationality crumbling faster with every filthy word and lewd grind. He knew exactly what she was doing — those depraved, inviting words were deliberate, meant to shatter his resistance and push the beast inside him to take over.

And it was working.

His cock grew even harder, twitching violently against her squishy, sopping fuck slit as more thick precum oozed out, mixing messily with her juices.

“Mmmhh! Yes… just like that, Victor…” Bella whimpered sluttily, her voice thick with lust as she tongue-fucked his mouth even deeper, sucking noisily on his tongue while her hips bucked faster. “Feel how wet your little Bella is for you? Your Bella is aching to be ruined by your big cock…”

“Bella… stop... I really have to go,” he rasped, voice cracking. “I’m losing control. I can’t… I’ll hurt you.”

But Bella immediately pressed forward again, her plush, full lips brushing against his as she whispered hotly, breath trembling with desperate lust,

“Then hurt me… Break me… Claim your daughter-in-law…”

The moment the words left her mouth, Bella crushed her lips against his in a fierce, hungry kiss. She boldly caught Victor’s tongue, sucking it deep into her own mouth like a greedy little slut. Her cushiony, wet lips sealed tightly around his tongue, sucking and pulling it with shameless, noisy hunger — wet, obscene slurping sounds echoing between them as she nursed on his tongue passionately.

Her fluttering pussy never stopped grinding along his massive cock, rubbing her lewd meaty folds up and down the entire throbbing length with urgent, filthy strokes. The juicy, indecent sounds of her drenched swollen labia sliding rapidly along his veiny shaft filled the space between their bodies — schlick… schlick… schlick — as thick precum poured from his tip, mixing messily with her juices and coating every inch of his swollen cock.

Victor groaned deeply, nearly drowning in the slippery, lewd heat of her mouth. Bella didn’t relent; she sucked even harder, her tongue coiling and stroking his captured tongue with filthy eagerness, milking it as though she wanted to drain every drop of his saliva. The wet, vulgar sounds of her eager sucking grew louder and messier.Only then, with great difficulty, did Victor manage to yank his tongue free with a wet pop, gasping harshly for breath.

“Bella… I’m serious… stop—”

His words were immediately swallowed as Bella crushed her voluptuous body even tighter against him. She kept her arms locked around his neck and her thick thighs clamped around his hips, refusing to give him even an inch of space.

Between messy, saliva-drenched kisses, she whispered hotly into his mouth, her voice broken by filthy little moans and whimpers:

“Haaah… Victor… don’t you want me…?”

“Mmmh! I know you’ve always wanted to breed your daughter-in-law… ahhn!”

She rolled her hips slowly, letting her soaked fuck slit glide along his throbbing length as she continued panting against his lips.

“I’ve seen you staring at my tits when I’m not wearing a bra… nngh… watching my nipples poke through my shirt… ahnh...anhn... and sneaking glances down my collar when you stand behind me…”

“Haaah...oh...uhgnn…! You always get so bulging when my breasts rub against you… and you secretly sniff my ass every time I stand close… I always know it…”

Her breath hitched sharply as she ground down harder, voice trembling with lust.

“And when your son fucks me all over the house… in the kitchen, in the living room, even in the hallway… and I’m still leaking his cum with no panties on…”

Bella moaned breathlessly, her voice trembling with wicked pleasure.

“You always walk in pretending you don’t know… haaah… but you secretly stare at my sloppy used hole every time I bend over for you, don’t you, Daddy?”

“I did it on purpose… Mmmh—! I bent over slowly just so you could see his cum leaking out of me… I wanted you to look at the same hole your son just fucked…”

Bella sucked greedily on his tongue for a moment before pulling back just enough to moan right against his lips:

“Admit it, Victor…” Bella moaned filthily into his mouth, her voice shaking with lust, “You’ve always wanted to steal me from your son… ahh! You’ve always wanted to cheat on him by breeding his wife raw… by pumping your thick cum into the same pussy he fucks every night…!”

She sucked hard on his tongue one last time, grinding her soaked meaty folds desperately along his throbbing shaft as if to emphasize her words

A wave of shame crashed over him. All this time, he had desperately tried to maintain the image of a respectable, honorable father. He had fought so hard to suppress it — the way little Bella had gradually grown into an unbearably beautiful and seductive young woman. Daniel’s shameless little games — making her walk around the house without panties, fucking her in every corner of the house — had slowly poisoned Victor’s mind. No matter how hard he resisted, his eyes began lingering on her. He started seeing her not as his innocent little girl, but as a tempting, ripe woman.

And she had noticed everything.

Bella pulled back just enough to look straight into his eyes, her cheeks flushed, lips glistening with saliva. Her voice was soft yet dripping with raw honesty and lust:

“Victor… you’ve always been my first love. Even before Daniel… I fell in love with you first. I only accepted Daniel because he reminded me so much of you…”

She pressed her forehead against his, her breath trembling as she whispered the words that completely shattered him:

“I love you, Daddy… Please… fuck me.”

“Victor... Fuck me…Claim me… Fuck me deeper than your son ever could…!””

Those words snapped the final thread of Victor’s sanity like dry kindling.

A feral roar tore from his throat. “Bella! Let go right now and run, you stupid girl—!!”

But even as he shouted, his body betrayed him.

His large, rough hands grabbed her plump asscheeks, spreading them wide as he yanked her harder against his body. His gigantic meat throbbed violently between them, trapped firmly between her squishy, sticky pussy lips, the thick shaft nestled hotly against her soaked folds. He kissed her back with savage hunger, devouring her mouth and sucking greedily on her tongue while his fingers dug into the velvety flesh of her ass hard enough to leave marks.

Bella moaned loudly into his mouth, grinding her hot clingy core along the underside of his thick shaft, coating every veiny inch with her slippery juices.

Even as Victor kissed her with savage hunger, his large hands roughly kneading and spreading her plump asscheeks, a final shred of rationality pierced through the red haze. He forced his eyes open.

Instead of the shameless, lust-drunk expression she had worn all this time, Bella was looking at him with calm, gentle eyes — soft, clear, and filled with quiet resolve.

Even as her small tongue continued to swirl and entwine greedily with his deep inside his mouth, and her juicy quim kept grinding shamelessly along his huge pulsing cock in slow, filthy strokes, her gaze held only relief and peaceful determination.

She looked at him like she was finally at ease now that his body had completely given in to her.

The sight hit him like a bucket of ice water.

Then it dawned on him what she truly intended to do.

There was a method capable of purging toxic mana from a person at the very peak of Mana Overload, a method that had been proven to work once in the past. But...

Victor tore his lips away from hers with a desperate gasp.

“Bella… that method is nothing but an old myth!” he said urgently, his voice hoarse and cracking. “It’s not real. You can’t—”

He tried to summon the last remnants of his strength to push her away, to throw her to safety before it was too late. But his body had already betrayed him completely. His fingers moved with a will of their own, sliding between her spread asscheeks. Two thick digits pressed against her tight, puckered little asshole and pushed inside, while his other fingers eagerly rubbed her glistening pussy lips.

He was losing control of his own body.

And Bella smiled against his lips, knowing she had finally succeeded.

She had planned this from the very beginning. Every filthy word, every desperate grind of her soaked pussy along his cock, every lewd moan and confession — all of it was deliberate. She was methodically breaking him, both physically and mentally, stripping away his control piece by piece.

She gently brushed his hair, even as Victor greedily sucked on her tongue. Her voice remained soft and soothing, a stark contrast to the obscene way she kept grinding her flushed cunt against his throbbing shaft.

“Dad… you know I write novels about Hunters,” she whispered between wet kisses, “I know it’s not just a rumor.”

Victor finally understood exactly what Bella was offering.

She was willingly sacrificing herself.

His face twisted in pure agony as the horrifying truth crashed over him. The method Bella was offering wasn’t some obscure rumor.

Mana Overload was an affliction exclusive to imperfect S-rank Hunters. Because their mana was so immense and unstable, residual energy would gradually accumulate inside their bodies like toxic sludge. Once it reached a critical point, it would erupt violently, destroying the Hunter from within.

During an erection, a powerful rush of blood would carry a large amount of this residue into the penis. If left alone, the residue would simply circulate back into the body. However, if a willing “vessel” was connected — a warm, living body capable of receiving the flow — the built-up pressure would force the toxic mana to pour out through the sexual union, rapidly draining the lethal buildup.

The biological connection between man and woman was the most natural and effective channel nature had ever created for this purpose.

Yet the risks were terrifying.

When an S-rank Hunter lost control and surrendered to pure instinct, every thrust became a devastating, full-powered assault. The mana he carried wasn’t just abundant — it was extremely dense and violently unstable. A vessel who couldn’t endure the brutal piston-like force would be fucked to death. One who couldn’t withstand the flood of toxic mana inside her body would simply explode.

In the only recorded successful case, the vessel had been a B-rank Hunter. Even she ultimately died, unable to survive the onslaught.

Since then, it was widely accepted that death was almost inevitable for anyone who attempted this method. The transfer could only occur if the vessel willingly and completely relaxed her entire body, allowing the mana to flow freely. It could never be forced.

To have any real chance of survival, the vessel would need to be an S-rank Hunter herself.

And Bella… was just an ordinary woman.

Tears streamed down his rugged face even as his body betrayed him completely. With a low, guttural growl, Victor’s large hands kept her plump asscheeks spread obscenely wide, his thick fingers pumping roughly into her tight little asshole while his other fingers plunged into her soaked, squishy pussy, pumping them in and out with uncontrolled hunger.

His hips rolled forward with raw, instinctive force, grinding his massive, precum-soaked cock hard against her soaked folds. The fat, swollen head pushed insistently between her slippery dripping entrance lips, sliding back and forth along her entrance and dragging heavily across her swollen clit with every powerful thrust.

“I can’t do this… you’ll die, Bella! You’re just a normal person—!”

Bella looked straight into his tear-filled eyes, her own gaze soft yet resolute even as her body burned with shameless lust.

“Ahh… haaa… Don’t worry… Dad…” she whimpered hotly between messy, tongue-filled kisses, her voice trembling with pleasure. “Mmmh! I’m not… exactly an ordinary person… nnghh! Haaah…!”

Those were the last words Victor heard before his consciousness was completely swallowed by the raging storm of Mana Overload and raw, animalistic lust.

Bella truly was preparing to sacrifice herself.

She knew Daniel had somehow altered her body, making it far more resilient than any ordinary woman’s. Yet even with that hidden gift, she wasn’t naïve enough to believe her fragile human frame could survive being fucked senseless by a fully unleashed S-rank Hunter in the throes of terminal Mana Overload.

Still… if Victor could just push even a fraction of that toxic mana into her, he would live.

That was enough for Bella.

She had already steeled herself for the worst — prepared to be pinned down and fucked senseless, knowing full well that the moment Victor lost control, he might very well ravage her to death in a single brutal minute, or that the violent flood of S-rank mana would tear her body apart from the inside the second it entered her.

But suddenly, Victor’s massive body stiffened beneath her. The savage tongue that had been devouring her mouth froze mid-kiss. His thick fingers buried deep inside her stretched asshole and slimy cunt hole stopped moving entirely. Even his heavy rod, which had been grinding hotly between her soaked folds, halted all motion.

For one agonizing second, everything went still. Bella’s pussy and asshole clenched hard around his unmoving fingers in frustrated protest, a needy whimper escaping her throat.

Just as she lifted her hips, intending to impale herself on his fingers, a violent tremor ripped through Victor’s entire frame. His muscles convulsed violently as the Mana Overload raged like an inferno inside him.

Without warning, the beast surged forward. Victor’s tongue slammed back into her mouth with feral hunger, sucking greedily at her saliva while his fingers thrust violently in and out of her holes with brutal, uncontrolled force.

“Ahh—! Haaah…! Nnghh!! Haahh—! Fuck…! Aahhn!! Ahh—! Haaah…! Nnghh!! Haahh—!”

Bella’s body jerked violently, sharp cries of overwhelming pleasure spilling from her lips as the sudden savage assault pushed her right to the brink.

But just as suddenly, Victor froze again — every muscle locking tight.

“Nngh… haaa… ahh…!” Bella whimpered desperately, her pulsing quivering hole clenching rhythmically around his unmoving fingers, teetering painfully on the edge of release.

In that brief moment of stillness, Victor’s fractured mind screamed in agony.

Mana Overload didn’t simply suppress rationality — it violently amplified every primal human instinct buried deep within the Hunter.

It awakened the raw, animalistic drive to fuck, to breed, and to claim the fertile female before him.

But it also triggered another ancient, equally powerful instinct: the fierce, protective love of a father. The overwhelming need to safeguard his own bloodline and the woman his son loved.

These two primal forces — the savage beast and the devoted father — now clashed mercilessly inside Victor, tearing his mind apart in a brutal civil war. Neither was truly “him” anymore. Both were merely different facets of the same overloaded mana raging through his veins.

With a tortured groan, Victor’s entire body suddenly convulsed violently. His hands that had been gripping her ass tightened painfully for a second before he forced them to loosen, yet his fingers continued to twitch and curl uncontrollably inside her holes. His jaw trembling as he fought the urge to bite down on her lips, while his tongue still thrust wildly and greedily inside her mouth.

Then, with a silent, explosive effort, Victor’s whole body went rigid. He collapsed back onto the wolf pelt, arms spread wide, his powerful hands clawing deep into the thick fur until it tore apart. His massive frame continued to tremble and convulse as he fought with everything he had left to keep the monster caged.

In the end, the fatherly instinct won.

Even in his most primal, instinct-driven state — where only the rawest urges should have remained — Victor still chose to protect her.

Instead of pinning her down and fucking her without mercy like the beast demanded, he fought with every last shred of his fractured will and forced himself to let her go.

Bella stared down at the man convulsing in agony beneath her. Her eyes filled with a complicated mix of tenderness, gratitude, and overwhelming love — a love that had long since blurred every boundary between daughterly affection and womanly desire.

This man… whether he saw her as the little girl he helped raise or as the filthy fuckable cunt he wanted to ruin, his love for her had already filled her completely.

And she had no intention of letting the father win. She needed the man who wanted to fuck her to emerge victorious.

She slowly released her arms and legs from around him, giving him a brief moment of space. Then her small, delicate hand slid down between their bodies and wrapped firmly around his burning, monstrous cock. The thick, veiny shaft twitched wildly in her grip, jerking and throbbing violently as if it had a mind of its own, smearing hot precum all over her palm.

With slow, deliberate movements, she guided the fat, leaking head toward her slick, eager little hole.

A slimy, nasty schlick sounded as her slick pussy lips spread around the massive glans, hugging the tip tightly. Her hot nectar immediately coated his cockhead, mixing with his precum and dripping down the veiny shaft in messy rivulets. Bella whimpered softly, rolling her hips in tiny circles, grinding her clit against the sensitive underside of his cockhead while letting her sloppy slit kiss and caress every throbbing inch.

She wanted him to live.

For Daniel. For Ethan. For the world that still needed its strongest Hunters. If she disappeared, the world would only lose one mediocre writer. If Victor died… the world would lose a pillar of strength, and Daniel and Ethan would lose their father.

Daniel…

Tears welled in Bella’s eyes as she lowered herself and smeared her messy, meaty folds heavily onto the bulging head of his plump manhood. She ground down with needy pressure, rubbing her swollen pussy lips and stiff clit in tight, filthy circles against his fat cockhead, desperately trying to work the thick crown between her slick folds.

She missed her husband so much it hurt. She wished, more than anything, that she could see his face one last time.

As that painful thought filled her heart, a brilliant streak of light suddenly tore across the stormy night sky.

It ripped through the swirling blizzard like a blazing blade, plunging straight down and striking the snow-covered ground right in front of the cave entrance with a deafening crack. A violent burst of powdery snow exploded outward in a swirling white cloud as a towering figure emerged from the heart of the radiance.

The figure stood tall and imposing, clad in a sleek, powerful suit of iron armor that glowed with intense white energy. Its plates hummed with barely contained power, while bright light radiated from every seam and the glowing core in its chest, flooding the dark cave with merciless brilliance. Every sinful, obscene detail inside was instantly illuminated — including Bella’s swollen, slick pussy lips still spread lewdly around the fat head of Victor’s huge dick.

With a series of mechanical click-clack sounds, the helmet’s faceplate slowly retracted and slid open.

A pair of deep, intense eyes locked onto the obscene sight of his wife’s greedy little pussy hungrily devouring the fat head of his own father’s cock.

Daniel.

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