Neo looked at Mark’s face and saw the raw eagerness there. The man’s eyes were locked on Neo’s thick cock, the heavy length already lined up against Nara’s tight pink asshole. Mark’s breathing had gone shallow. He could not look away.
Neo grinned. He reached down with both hands and parted Nara’s full, round ass cheeks. The soft flesh yielded under his fingers. He pressed the broad head of his cock against the small, clenched ring of her asshole and began to push. Inch by slow inch he forced his way inside. The heat and the suction hit him at once. Her body squeezed him so hard he had to grit his teeth. The tight walls gripped every ridge of his shaft as he sank deeper.
Nara let out a long, broken moan. The sound tore out of her throat as Neo’s thick length filled her in a way nothing else ever had. She felt every inch stretch her open. The pressure reshaped her insides, forcing her walls to mold around the heavy cock that kept pushing deeper. Her fingers dug into the floor. Her red hair spilled across her back.
Mark stood frozen. His wife’s face had never looked like this when he touched her. Her eyes rolled back. A dazed smile pulled at her lips. Her mouth hung open and a thin line of drool slipped from the corner. Pure pleasure painted every line of her features. Mark’s stomach twisted. He had never drawn that expression from her.
Neo grabbed both of her shoulders, steady and firm. He drove the last of his length home until his hips pressed flush against her soft ass and skin met skin. Then he started thrusting. Hard. Fast. His muscled arms flexed as he held her in place. His broad shoulders rolled with every powerful stroke. Thick thighs flexed and drove him forward again and again.
Mark’s eyes went wide. Twelve thick inches were disappearing into his wife’s ass over and over. He felt a spike of fear for her. Yet Nara only moaned louder. She rocked her hips back to meet every thrust, asking for more with the way her body moved. Her huge ass cheeks rolled and jiggled each time Neo’s cock slammed home. Mark bit his lip. The truth settled in his gut like a stone. They were built for each other in a way he and Nara had never been. She had never moved like this for him. Never made those sounds.
Neo raised one hand and brought it down hard across one full cheek. The flesh bounced and reddened under the sharp slap. He fisted a handful of her red hair and pulled her head back until her back arched. His lips brushed her ear.
"Isn’t your husband watching?" he murmured, voice low and rough. "Trying to enjoy the show?"
Nara glared over her shoulder, though the heat in her eyes was already glazed with pleasure. "This is just a deal," she managed between sharp breaths. "Ah—nngh—I’m keeping my part. The closer I make you cum, the faster this ends." She slammed her ass back onto him hard, taking every inch again.
Mark let out a shaky breath of relief at her words. Yet the quiet blessing of truth that lived inside him did not settle completely. Something in the way she moved, the way her body clutched Neo’s cock, did not ring fully true. He shook his head. He would not question her now.
Neo’s grin widened. "Alright. Let’s speed things up."
He locked both hands around her narrow waist. His thick fingers sank into soft flesh. Then he drove into her with brutal speed. The wet, heavy sound of meat clapping against meat filled the room. Her ass cheeks turned a deeper red under the relentless pace. Neo kept one hand on her shoulder and guided her forward until they stood right in front of Mark. He never stopped thrusting. Now Mark could see every detail of his wife’s face from only a foot away. His heart hammered against his ribs.
Nara’s expression was the look of a woman who had finally been filled the way her body wanted. Her mouth stayed open. Drool ran down her chin. Her eyes stayed half-lidded and lost. She planted her knees wider, held herself steady, and kept slamming her hips back onto Neo’s cock with greedy force. She turned her head just enough to meet Mark’s stare.
"I’m doing this for the deal, okay?"
Mark nodded once, stiff.
Neo tightened his grip on her waist. His muscled arms and legs locked. Every powerful muscle in his body contracted as the climax hit him. Thick pulses of cum flooded deep into Nara’s stretched ass. He kept driving through it, forcing every drop inside while the tight heat milked him dry.
Nara arched hard. She bit down on her lower lip. Her shoulders finally dropped as the intense stretch and the relentless pounding left her trembling and spent.
Neo eased his cock free. A thick trail of cum followed. He wiped her carefully, cleaning the swollen pink ring of her asshole with steady hands. Then he told her to get dressed. He pulled his own clothes back on without hurry.
The three of them dressed in silence. An awkward weight hung between Mark and Nara. Neo broke it the same way he always did. He offered them another massive meal—the same full turkey and ten eggs he had given them before. He watched them eat. A small grin tugged at his mouth when Nara shifted on the chair, her sore ass clearly still feeling every inch he had put inside her. Mark chose not to look at the way she moved. He kept eating.
When the food was gone, Mark left. Nara and Neo stayed at the guard post. They spent the rest of the evening shift cutting down the monsters that tried to reach the factory walls.
An hour into the quiet stretch of their watch, a white shape stepped out of the dark. It looked like a horse, but wings folded along its sides and two yellow horns curved from its head. Holy bolts of light began to gather at the tips of those horns.
Nara’s eyes went wide. "Isn’t this a rare monster? Horse of the Heaven."
Neo glanced at her. "Why is it rare? Why does everyone want it?"
She cleared her throat. "It’s rare because it’s the only holy-attribute monster that lives in the devil realm. Witches need it to make anti-holy attack potions."
Neo nodded. His heart started to hammer when he checked the level floating above the creature. Sixteen stars. An idea sparked. He opened the blessing of Nyx, checked the number of mana stones he still held, and carefully changed the wording of the blessing from "demon women" to "all women." The system accepted the change and took five million mana stones from him. And then Mc looked at the system logs he had and asked the system can I copy a part of Nara swordsmanship.
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