I Reincarnated as a Noble Bastard, So I'm Seducing All the Villainess

Chapter 82: Taking Control of This Toxic Relationship


With Ravena's back against the wall, I took one of her legs, resting it on my shoulder while holding her up with one hand on her waist. This reaction, covered in shock, makes me kind of happy, but there's only one thing that would top that, and that's the real action.

I thrust my hips forward, rubbing my cock against her wetness and getting a pleasant response as I see her tremble at my touch. Instead of beating around the bush with these provocations, I choose to deliver satisfaction right away, which is by sticking my best friend inside her.

The taste of that soft place enveloping my cock is out of this world. It's hard to get used to sex when you're a nymphomaniac.

"Pah, humpf..."

Those moans are music to my ears. I lean my body forward a little, just to get the luxurious view of those swaying breasts and Ravenna's frightened eyes trying to understand what the hell is going on in my mind. At times like this, it would be good to concentrate and use one of those mind-reading spells, right? Too bad you won't find anything.

I move closer, thrusting my hips back and forth in that rhythmic pace, without tearing her apart at breakneck speed or going slowly like a dud. A cigarette in my mouth would make everything more perfect, perhaps giving me that badass image.

I lower my shoulders, grabbing Ravenna's other leg, which until then had been managing to keep her body balanced on one foot, and pull it toward me. My hands slide down to her thighs, loving the softness of that fleshy part between this goth girl's bones.

Honestly, I don't even know how to react when I see her hide her face with her hands, but I don't even care, keeping the pace I like and admiring every moment of that delicious domination. The air escapes me from time to time when I look at Ravena for too long, paying attention to her marked skin or the way she turns her face away.

She's different from the one I came across before, who wanted to sink into sex after a bottle of cheap wine. Is it because she's sober? Or because I reversed the roles and stopped submitting to anything? I don't know, I just know that it makes me horny to be like this.

I finally decide to change positions, carrying Ravena's body to the bed and plopping down with everything I've got, so I'm on top, with my hands resting on the mattress and focusing on those flushed cheeks... But this business of hiding her face is driving me crazy.

I take my arms away, and when I see her try to protect herself again, my patience runs out and I grab that delicate little face with my own claws. She freezes immediately, looking at me with a pair of fearful eyes. Seriously? The witch who threatened me many times with a fireball at the tip of her fingernail pointed at my neck is afraid? You've got to be kidding me...

"Stop it. I want you to see me, not hide from me."

"It's just... it's just... I..."

She swallows hard, not quite sure what to say, as the color in her cheeks changes from white to red in an instant. This is a strange situation...

"I... didn't want you to see me like this."

"Ashamed? Please, I know you inside and out, literally. I know that your tough attitude is just a facade, a mask to try to change your fun personality that suddenly seemed childish. Is there something to be ashamed of with me? Do I embarrass you?"

"No, it's just... I don't know."

"Ravenna, you said you wanted to keep me close while you had the chance, and you almost possessed me when we were kissing. Avoiding me is the same as asking me to leave. Come on, keep your attention on me, only me, and I'll show you paradise."

At that moment, she gives in and lowers her arms, tracing invisible lines across my body with those greedy cerulean irises. It gives me some peace to have lightened the heavy atmosphere, but I haven't changed my mind about what I want to do. I throw Ravena's legs up in the air, wrapping them around me while I have a privileged view of her feet and the rest of that body.

Her breasts sway with each thrust, a moan or two lost in the middle of our symphony of sex, with the moans of vocals and my instrument mast. She clutches the bedspread, bites her lips, and stretches her neck upward, trying unsuccessfully to contain a noise or two.

As for me, damn it, I'm on a roll. Whatever god blessed me with, Ravenna will only leave here without walking.

"Fuck..."

"Da-Darius..."

The sly way Ravenna looks at me, opening her chest as if she wants a hug, ends up giving me a moment of weakness. I decide to let myself go in that embrace and finally my throbbing cock releases my cum, filling her inside. She bites her lips and hides in my chest, closing her legs with all her strength.

When I realize what's happening, reality hits me like a punch in the stomach and I step away, giving the witch space to process what just happened. Some of the cum slips out of her pussy, staining the blanket, while Ravenna's crotch is slightly tilted upward and she can't stop shaking.

Did I go too far?

"Hey, are you awake?"

I pat her paralyzed face, only to notice her come back from the dead and let out a heavy sigh.

"You're terrible..."

"Thank you. I like being terrible in situations like this."

The perfect chance for a kiss comes, and I attack as if I've been starving for decades. Ravenna doesn't even refuse, in fact, she accepts with a sweet touch on her lips that would warm anyone's heart. I leave behind some of the rough and domineering manner of before, caressing her hair and acting like a true lover, spreading love to the rest of her face and neck.

This calms my darling's black heart, to the point of allowing me to touch her without her starting to hide again or having that look of shame.

"Another round?" I ask, without a shred of shame on my face, typical as I am.

"Another round."

Yeah, that's what I'm talking about!

We change position again, pushing her head down and lifting her ass up, so I can see the beautiful curve. I lightly rub my cock underneath, before once again inserting it and returning to the rhythm of making those glutes sway with each thrust.

The way this thing swallows me and envelops my buddy continues to be something devilish, squeezing in a way that makes me want to cum immediately, but with the experience I have, I can control the speed and also contain the desire.

My breathing comes and goes rapidly, with each passing second I get closer to climax and I know I won't last long. I decide to change the pattern, switching between thrusting hard and going back slowly, wanting to see if it's possible to take a piece of Ravenna's conscience.

The strategy works, and I, at the height of my naughtiness, finish riding on top and slap that mesmerizing swaying ass.

"Hmm...!"

Another slap leaves the mark of my hand on all that whiteness. Yes, my sadistic side has come out and I want to turn this crazy woman inside out. Do you know how much stress I went through with her attempts to kill me, with us flying through the skies, walking through dangerous places, and the countless discomforts I had? I hope one day you'll forgive me, just not today.

I come inside her once more, a weakness takes hold of me, but I pull out my cock and give her a little time to breathe, then as soon as she lies on her side, I place my monster between her legs, at Ravenna's mouth, touching the tip of her lips.

"We have all night."

I give her a mischievous smile, grabbing her by the hair and forcing my way into the goth girl's tight throat, her tongue playing with the head of my cock, dancing and smearing saliva among the rest of the cum. The idea of putting a chain around Ravena's neck seems like a good idea, maybe I'll try it next time, but right now I just want to focus on this blowjob.

She throws her head back, trying to catch her breath, before I force my way down again. With a little help, I move my hips forward, making my way to the back of that throat.

The sound of sucking and saliva dripping makes me eager to release my cum again, and I get my chance when Ravenna finally starts rolling her eyes as she loses consciousness. I release as much as I can on her face, some of it falling on her hair, some on the tip of her tongue, and even between her breasts.

Her body weakens, and I can see that she can't take another round, but I'm still hard.

Ah, this night is going to be long...

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