Deviant: No Longer Human

Each thrust claimed her more and more, and though she felt a strange shame mixed with the pleasure, it was that very sense of taboo that drove her deeper into desire.

"You belong to me, Fiona," he said with a wild intensity in his eyes. "Only I will ever be inside you. This body, this tight, sweet little place—it's mine to claim, mine to own."

"Ahhhnnn... yes, Daddy... only you... Fiona is only...only... yours—ahhnn!" Ji Xuehong's voice was shaky, caught between the painful throbs and the forbidden thrill coursing through her veins.

Her mind couldn't comprehend it all, but her body—her body was yielding to him completely.

Squelch! Squelch!

Her entrance clung to him, wet and slippery, each thrust causing her to moan louder.

Her tears mixed with sweat, her body unable to resist his pace.

She was destined to be his, and today, that truth settled deep within her heart.

Only his!

It was instinctual; she felt him enter her, and though the pain was a foreign sensation, she loved it—because it was him.

Only he could mark her so deeply, so completely.

Her legs quivered as he moved within her. Between them, a faint streak of blood had long soaked into the sheets, blooming like an apricot flower in the snow's untouched whiteness.

He was her daddy, she was his daughter, and nothing would ever change that.

After today, their bond grew even stronger, closer than ever before.

"You'll never let anyone else in here," he groaned, thrusting harder as if to prove his point. "Not another man, not another soul. Only me... always me."

"Ahnn... y-yes... Daddy... only you," she managed to choke out between moans, her legs trembling as he continued to pound into her, each thrust claiming her more thoroughly.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

The sound of his hips smacking against her echoed around them, the rhythm frantic and hungry. His hands roamed her body, gripping her hips, her waist, as if to remind her again and again that she was his.

"You're mine," he repeated, leaning down to kiss her hard, his tongue invading her mouth as roughly as his manhood claimed her below. "I'll tear anyone apart who even thinks about touching you."

Her breath hitched, her body responding to his obsessive words. "Ahhhh... yes... I'm yours... yours forever."

"Good girl," he growled, pushing even deeper, making her gasp as her body shook beneath him. "You'll bleed only for me. You'll feel this pain only for me. No one else will ever make you feel this way."

Ji Xuehong moaned in response, her body writhing beneath him as his words ignited something inside her.

The pleasure and the pain, his possessiveness—it was intoxicating, pulling her deeper into his control.

"... ahhnnn... so deep...!" she gasped, her hands gripping his arms tightly.

"Remember that, Fiona," he whispered darkly, his lips brushing against her ear. "Only I can do this to you. Only I can make you mine like this."

With those final words, his hips moved faster, slamming into her with reckless abandon, his every motion an expression of his overwhelming desire to claim her.

The room filled with her moans, his grunts, and the relentless sound of their bodies colliding, both consumed by the fire of their passion.

Snap!

The ferociousness of their passion shattered the bed beneath them, a bed supposedly built to withstand an entire orgy.

Eveline, standing off to the side, was left speechless, her naked body flushing in waves as she watched.

She couldn't help but feel a deep shame and confusion.

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It was her first time witnessing such a scene—her 'daughter' being taken by the same man who had claimed her first.

Her legs began to tremble, a strange heat building between them.

Without thinking, her fingers slipped between her thighs, rubbing softly against her slick entrance.

Eveline's eyes fluttered closed, her face flushing deeper with guilt and embarrassment.

She had never seen herself as promiscuous, but this was too much to bear.

The moans, the sight of Ji Xuehong writhing in pleasure under Wang Xiao—it was driving her mad.

"Ahhhhhhh...!" she moaned softly, her fingers pressing harder. But before she realized what was happening, her eyes snapped open, and she found herself atop Ji Xuehong, who was glaring up at her with resentment.

"W-What...?" Eveline gasped, confused. She had zoned out, lost in her own pleasure, and now, somehow, she was positioned above her daughter, feeling Wang Xiao's thick manhood filling her completely, her inner walls clenching tightly around him.

"Huh... mmmgh..." Eveline groaned, her mind in a haze. How did she end up here? Did she really zone out so much that she hadn't even noticed?

She couldn't believe it.

But there she was, her body pressed against Ji Xuehong's, face flushed, caught in a web of shame and lust.

Ji Xuehong stared up at her with accusatory eyes, her gaze sharp, as if to say, 'How dare you steal my daddy, even for a moment?'

Meanwhile, Wang Xiao looked down at the two women, both of their bodies so fragrant and sweet, laid one atop the other. His obsession flared.

"Both of you belong to me," Wang Xiao growled, his voice low, possessive. His eyes darkened with lust as he thrust harder, feeling the tight warmth of Eveline, her moans mixing with Ji Xuehong's. "No one else will ever touch you... no one will ever go inside you except me," he continued, his pace pushing deeper into Eveline before shifting to Ji Xuehong beneath.

Pah! Pah! Pah!

The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed loudly as he pounded into both women, his desire pushing him over the edge. "You're mine. Both of you... only mine."

Eveline's moans grew louder as Wang Xiao thrust into her, her face red with both pleasure and shame.

She was caught between wanting more and feeling guilty for taking Ji Xuehong's place.

Ji Xuehong, still pinned beneath her, glared at Eveline, but her body was betraying her too—her moans escaping uncontrollably as Wang Xiao's relentless thrusts shook both women.

Wang Xiao tossed them around for hours, positioning them in every way imaginable, his hands and lips exploring their delicate, fragrant bodies.

Two of the most beautiful women, laid bare before him, feeding his insatiable obsession.

He tried every possible position, their moans blending into the night as he claimed them both, over and over again.

Their bodies seemed to devour him, especially his 'daughter,' who he could never resist.

No matter how many times he stopped, the moment he saw her—naked, casually moving about, even just cleaning herself—he lost all control.

Every time, he'd jump on her, surprising her, yet unable to stop himself from claiming what was his.

Ji Xuehong was filled with happiness, her heart pounding loudly each time he touched her.

But Eveline, watching them go at it over and over, started to feel annoyed.

She couldn't understand their bond.

How could she? With other women, Wang Xiao always felt a sense of conquest, as if they were trophies to be claimed.

But with Ji Xuehong—his 'own daughter'—it was different.

She was his, fully, completely, even before he had laid a hand on her. She belonged to him in every sense.

There was no conquering her, only a deep, undeniable connection that had existed long before this moment.

She was part of his blood, his soul.

If he wasn't compatible with her, he wouldn't be compatible with anyone.

The heat of their intimacy, the closeness, was the ultimate expression of their love—something that stretched beyond the ages.

And Wang Xiao, though young compared to the heavens, found he couldn't stop himself from craving her.

Holding her body, keeping her close—even while sleeping—brought him peace.

Sometimes, he'd stay inside her, his body pressed to hers, unwilling to let go even as they drifted off, exhausted from their passion.

Ji Xuehong was starting to feel overwhelmed, her body glowing like fire, her breath coming in ragged bursts.

Her lips glistened with a sheen of saliva, quivering as she whispered.

"Mmm... D-Daddy... drink this..." she said softly, her voice trembling with need.

She grabbed her own full breast and pushed her nipple toward his lips, her face flushed a deep crimson.

Wang Xiao paused, momentarily caught off guard by her words.

Then, realizing what she meant, his eyes darkened with a lustful hunger.

This must've been something Eveline had taught her.

With a low growl, he pulled her closer, burying his face between her breasts.

His mouth latched onto her nipple with a wet 'slurp', sucking hard

The sweet taste of milk flowed into his mouth, as intoxicating as 'Fiona' herself.

Gulp. Gulp.

He drank eagerly, squeezing her breast to draw out more, his lips hungrily sealed around her nipple.

"Ahhh...." Ji Xuehong moaned, her voice shaky, her breath coming in short gasps.

Her body trembled as he devoured her, her hands cradling his head between her soft breasts. Her flushed face, eyes half-closed, showed a love so deep it overwhelmed her.

Slurp. Slurp.

Wang Xiao didn't stop, sucking harder, draining her completely.

Her milk tasted as sweet as her lips, and he couldn't get enough.

Ji Xuehong had never shown this many emotions in her entire life, not until today.

Her face was a mix of love, pleasure, and exhaustion.

But would anyone else ever witness this side of her?

Probably not.

No one else was worthy of her smile.

No one but him.

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