Reincarnated as an Evil Harem God

Chapter 43 - Running Away in Shame***

Sylvaris gritted his teeth, sweat dripping from his chin and landing on her back as his thrusts turned erratic—rougher, faster, deeper. His cock swelled inside her, veins pulsing, the pleasure unbearable as her ass milked him with each desperate clench. She was trembling, gasping, her body no longer obeying her—reduced to a mess of need, filth, and bliss.

"Fuuuuck... yes, yes—stretch me more, deeper!" Nyasha's skin burned like molten lava under Sylvaris's touch. He could barely hold her flaming body, the air thick with her lust. Her hips began moving on their own, syncing with his brutal rhythm—Slap, slap, slap—"Fuck, that feels so good... don't stop! I beg you!"

"Take it—fucking take every inch of me, you little cock-hungry slut!" Sylvaris snarled, voice hoarse, hips pounding into her like a beast in heat. His fingers dug into her waist, nails carving angry red marks into her flesh. He forced her to stay in rhythm, not letting her escape for even a second.

He'd lost all reason—and I personally blame the author for this. Just look at that beast, lost in heat like he's never had sex before. Sigh... whatever, let's continue the story.

"AHHH~! F-FUCK! I'm gonna—AHHHH~!"

Nyasha's entire body seized, spasming beneath him. Her legs gave out, her toes curled, and her pussy gushed uncontrollably even as his cock split her ass wide open. She didn't even know which hole was feeling what anymore—only that she was spiraling into something hot, violent, and divine.

Sylvaris could feel her clenching hard. That was his cue. He got cheeky—his fingers dipped between her thighs, sliding into her soaked pussy without warning. His middle and ring fingers pressed together and shoved in—Squelch, squish, squelch—No mercy. In an instant, his fingers were wrapped in slimy, hot velvet.

Her walls squeezed around them, pulsing with desperate need, sending shockwaves through Nyasha's core. Something was building—something vicious and overwhelming. The runes on her body glowed pink, radiating heat and lust, the color deepening with every flick of pleasure.

"No! AAAHHH~! Stop! If you keep playing with my pussy like that... NGHH~!"

She tried to warn him she was about to break, but he didn't give a fuck. His pace only got rougher, pounding into her harder, shutting her up with cock and fingers alike. He wasn't stopping. He was going to mark her. Claim her. Fill her.

Fuck... I can't hold on anymore. She's squeezing me like she already owns my fucking cum... her ass is begging for it...

I'm gonna finish it off. Fuck it—I want to cum so badly. This bitch is the one who teased me into this, anyway. Hahaha—

Sylvaris stopped teasing her pussy and grabbed her arms, yanking them back and arching her into the perfect position. Her small breasts dangled, nipples hard, and her tongue lolled from her mouth as tears of pleasure streamed down her face. She was done—completely broken from the pleasure.

That final yank of her arms was the deathblow.

Her ass gave way, swallowing every last inch of him. Her body convulsed violently, clenching and pushing at the same time, her hole milking him with everything it had.

"I'm gonna cum inside this filthy hole—take it! Take my fucking load!"

He roared as he slammed home one last time, burying himself to the hilt. His balls smacked against her twitching pussy as hot, thick ropes of cum blasted deep into her guts. Her back arched, eyes rolling back, mouth wide open in a silent scream as she came again—harder than ever before. Juices squirted in messy gushes onto the ground beneath her.

"AaaaAH—! Aaah! Ah—AH—! Nnnh—I'm c-cumming!" Her voice was raw, shaking the air, a scream ripped from the edge of her sanity.

"Haaah—fuck, take it all... nghh—fuckin' tight little—ugh—!"

A guttural growl burst from Sylvaris's chest as his orgasm tore through him—deep, hot, endless. His moans turned into snarls, thrusts growing slow and brutal as instinct took over, pumping her full in heavy, pulsing waves.

His cum poured into her like molten fire, painting her insides with filthy intent. The flood triggered another squirt from her abused pussy, juices splashing messily beneath them. Her whole body twitched violently, her breath caught in her throat. Her mind blanked out, drowned in a storm of addicting, breaking pleasure.

And then—for a few seconds—only silence.

Just ragged breathing. Trembling limbs. And the sticky, slow drip of fluids leaking from her ruined holes.

Hahaha... I'm so full... hahaha... his cum... this hot stranger's cum... all mine... nghh~... all... huh...?

Then it hit her.

The fog shattered. The raw heat in her belly turned cold. Her mind screamed: What the fuck am I doing?!

Her face twisted in horror as shame came crashing back like a tsunami. The realization hit—he just came inside her ass. He bred her like a fucking animal.

Her body was limp, sore, drenched in sweat and cum—but something primal kicked in.

"N-No! I... I can't—!"

She stammered, voice shaking. Eyes wide. Panic drowning her arousal. She shoved at the ground, crawling away with cum dripping from her gaped hole, her legs twitching and barely holding her up.

When he slipped out, her ass made a loud, wet—pop!—followed by a sloppy, lingering—shhlorp!—that echoed like a perverted exclamation mark. Her hole stayed stretched wide, gaping and twitching, fluttering helplessly—wrecked and ruined.

Every time it pulsed, soft, humiliating squelches and wet clicks filled the air. Her hole didn't want to close. It couldn't. Slick ran down her cheeks, trailing from her pulsing gape, still leaking his thick mess.

Sylvaris reached lazily toward her, confused. "Huh? Where the hell are you going?"

But she didn't answer. Didn't look back. Like a scared deer, she scrambled upright—staggering like a newborn, legs jelly—and ran. Before Sylvaris could chase her, a shimmering wall of runes formed around his naked body, trapping him behind magical symbols.

He was pissed, but all he could do was watch.

She ran—stumbling, broken, soaked in his cum. Each step nearly made her collapse. Her legs barely worked, but somehow, she forced herself to move. Escape was all her mind clung to.

One moment she was in the woods masturbating to his image. The next? He appeared and fucked her into submission. She couldn't process the shift. Her body remembered the pleasure, but her mind screamed in shame.

She ran like she was trying to escape her own sin. Even with his cum leaking down her thighs... Even with her legs giving out beneath her... She fled into the trees, heart pounding louder than her footsteps.

Sylvaris stood there, still half-hard, glistening in sweat and her scent.

"...What the fuck just happened?"