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He leaned in, lips brushing the shell of her ear.

"You want it, don't you?"

Her breath hitched, a sharp gasp escaping before she could stop it.

His fingers slid back inside her slick heat, moving with deliberate intent.

"You can't deny it," he murmured, voice dark and intoxicating. "You want me to continue… to devour you."

"Hnnn…" A sound escaped her lips—breathless, uncertain. Was it a response to his question, or simply the pleasure unraveling her?

His lips brushed against her ear again, his voice like silk laced with venom.

"Forget about your daughter. Forget about the deal." His fingers curled inside her, pressing against that sweet, sensitive spot. "Think of yourself. For yourself."

His breath was hot against her skin. "Tell me… do you want me to continue?"

His words stirred something deep inside her—memories, betrayal, the sharp sting of being cast aside. The way her husband had turned on her, tried to kill her, as if she were nothing.

She wasn't naïve. She knew she was nothing special to Orochimaru. There were no illusions of affection, no promises of safety.

But none of that mattered.

Right now, she just wanted to feel.

"Yes," she whispered, her voice barely above a breath. But he heard it.

Orochimaru's grin widened, dark and knowing, as he withdrew his fingers, leaving her empty.

"Not like this," he murmured, his lips grazing the shell of her ear. "Say it louder. Ask for it."

A soft whimper escaped her lips as she felt him, thick and hot, rubbing against her soaked entrance. Teasing. Torturing. Denying.

She knew what he wanted. He wanted her to surrender, to admit her desire without shame. But the words lodged in her throat. She had never said such things before—never been in a situation like this.

Yet, as his shaft slid against her, dragging slow and deliberate, her body betrayed her. Her hips bucked instinctively, seeking more, chasing the friction that sent shivers down her spine.

Orochimaru chuckled, his amusement laced with cruelty. "Say it," he commanded, his voice silk and steel. "Tell me what you want… or I won't give it to you."

Yuriko clenched the sheets beneath her, torn between embarrassment and overwhelming need. The heat pooling between her legs was unbearable, the ache only growing worse with his relentless teasing.

Her pride screamed at her to resist, but her body had already given in.

"Please…" Her voice wavered, breath hitching as he pressed against her entrance but didn't push in.

"Not enough," he mused, dragging his cock along her slit again, making her tremble.

She bit her lip, cheeks burning. But the fire inside her was stronger than her hesitation.

"Please"

"Put it inside me."

Orochimaru hummed in approval, rewarding her with another slow, deliberate glide against her soaked folds. But still, he held back.

"Tell me exactly what you want," he purred, his golden eyes gleaming in the dim light.

"Please," she pleaded, voice thick with desire. "I need you inside me. I need your cock in my wet pussy."

A dark smirk tugged at his lips.

"From now on, you are mine," he murmured, voice silky yet commanding. "Mine to use. Mine to own."

He didn't wait for her reply and thrust his rod inside her in one movement.

"AAAAHHHH~"

Tight—so incredibly tight—but her body welcomed him, stretching, adjusting, drawing him in.

A shudder ran through her as she felt every inch of him, her walls clenching instinctively, pulsing around him as if desperate to hold him there.

Every slight movement sent waves of sensation through her, her body reacting before she could even process it.

Her breath hitched, her fingers digging into the sheets, struggling to ground herself as her senses blurred.

His mouth found its way back, reclaiming her soft curves, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin before biting down lightly on her breast. The sharp sensation sent a jolt through her body, making her arch against him.

"Uuuggghhhh~"

Her walls clenched around him, tighter than before, as if trying to keep him locked inside, drawing every bit of pleasure from him.

He could feel her trembling beneath him, the heat coiling, building, until—

"Aaannnhhh~ I'm cummiiinnnggg~!"

Yuriko cried out, her entire body tensing, shuddering as waves of ecstasy crashed over her.

A smirk tugged at Orochimaru lips. He wasn't finished yet

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