Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives - Chapter 1980

1980: Bite and Pull 1980: Bite and Pull Villain Ch 1980.

Bite and Pull The air shifted, thick with heat.

She could barely breathe.

Her chest rose and fell too fast.

Too shallow.

Her skin flushed, slick with sweat where it met the sheets.

Her legs trembled slightly from how wide he spread them, not from fear… but from how completely undone she already felt.

Allen hovered above her, the gleam of his shaft brushing low against her belly as he looked down with something between reverence and possessive hunger.

His hand slid slowly along her waist, palm firm and claiming, until his thumb traced the edge of her bra.

“You’re too quiet,” he murmured.

“Don’t tell me you’re already overwhelmed.” She blinked up at him, lips parted, trying to form something.

A protest?

A plea?

She didn’t know.

He didn’t wait.

His mouth dropped to her throat again, kissing a line across her collarbone.

Warm.

Wet.

Open-mouthed and just barely shy of rough.

His stubble scratched against her skin, leaving little red trails behind.

She gasped.

Her body bucked gently beneath him.

And that only seemed to encourage him.

Lower.

His lips followed the shape of her, tracing every curve like a worshiper memorizing a scripture.

Her ribs.

Her stomach.

Her hips.

Then up again… slow, winding… like he wanted her dizzy by the time he reached his goal.

And she was.

Yes, she was.

When he reached her chest again, his breath hitched.

And he smiled.

“Pretty thing,” he whispered.

Then, without using his hands, he caught the edge of her bra between his teeth.

She gasped again, hips twitching, because damn… he didn’t just pull it down.

He bit it down.

His mouth worked with that same deliberate pressure, dragging the lace lower until the top of her left breast spilled out, round and soft and straining toward him.

The bra, caught just beneath the curve, pushed the mound upward, higher, making the exposed nipple harden visibly under the cool air and his unrelenting gaze.

Allen chuckled softly.

His voice low, satisfied.

“There you are.” He didn’t give her time to hide.

He leaned in, tongue flicking out, catching her nipple in one slow, wet stroke.

Her back arched off the bed.

Her hands, still bound above her, fisted against the leather as the sensation rocketed through her.

Heat bloomed beneath her skin, molten and electric.

Her lips parted in a soft, breathless moan.

Allen groaned against her skin.

“You’re already this sensitive?” He pulled her nipple between his lips, sucking just enough to make her squirm.

Just enough to make her cry out again.

Then he licked it.

Again.

And again.

Until she was trembling with every pass of his tongue.

Her body felt like jelly.

She could barely focus.

But her eyes, somehow, they stayed locked on his.

She couldn’t look away from the way he watched her fall apart.

Like every shiver, every sound, every flush of red blooming across her chest belonged to him now.

He pulled back, lips wet, mouth curling into a smug, satisfied smile.

“Still breathing?” he teased.

She nodded.

Barely.

“Good,” he said.

“We’re not even close to done.” His hand moved to her right breast.

This time, no teeth.

Just fingers.

He slipped them under the bra cup and pulled it down, slow, until both breasts were fully exposed to the air.

Her other nipple was already peaked, begging, and Allen didn’t hesitate.

He rolled it between his fingers.

Pinched.

Teased.

She cried out, louder this time.

Her head tipped back, mouth open, chest rising into his touch like she couldn’t get enough.

And she couldn’t.

Her mind had already gone soft.

Blank.

Her body was the one thinking now.

Arching.

Reaching.

Needing.

“That’s it,” he murmured.

“That’s what I want.” She moaned again as he licked the other nipple, matching the rhythm of his fingers with the pressure of his tongue.

Every nerve lit up like flame.

Every sound she made pulled another dark smile from him.

And then… His hand moved lower.

Down her stomach.

Past the waistband of her underwear.

And when he cupped her there, fully, firmly, he chuckled darkly.

“Oh… you’re wet.” She gasped, eyes snapping open.

He pulled back just far enough to see her face.

And the way he looked at her, like she was already spread wide beneath him, claimed and waiting, made her blush burn even deeper.

“You want me to do something about that?” he asked, voice husky.

She nodded, unable to speak.

“I know,” he said.

“Your body already told me.” Then, grinning like a predator, he started kissing his way down again.

Slower this time.

Crueler.

His teeth grazed her stomach, her hips, the edges of her pelvis.

Leaving tiny little nips that made her jerk and squirm.

And when he reached her underwear?

He didn’t pull it off with his hands.

No.

He used his teeth again.

She gasped as she felt the bite of fabric being tugged downward, Allen’s breath warm against skin that hadn’t been touched like this before.

His teeth hooked the waistband, dragged the soaked lace lower inch by inch.

She could feel his breath where she was hottest.

Most vulnerable.

And her whole body trembled.

He paused when the lace hit mid-thigh, then looked up.

“You taste better than mercy,” he said, voice like sin.

And then he dropped lower.

And she forgot how to think.

His mouth brushed the inside of her thigh, slow and maddening, like he was savoring the moment more than the destination.

Mila could barely breathe; every inhale was shaky, every exhale hitched with tension that had nowhere to go.

Her legs twitched, muscles clenching as heat spiraled through her core like liquid lightning.

Allen didn’t rush.

His lips pressed soft kisses along her inner thigh, working closer, warmer, wetter.

Each one left a scorch mark on her skin, invisible but felt.

His breath trailed just behind, hot and humid and heavy.

Then he paused, just before the center of her.

She whimpered, head tilting back, the leather around her wrists pulling taut again.

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