CHAPTER 205: ROSE!!

Rose knelt on the bed, her legs spread wide, her pussy, swollen and glistening wet, presented as a final, irresistible invitation. "Now," she breathed, her voice a low, husky whisper, her eyes fixed on his dick. "Come inside me, Eren."

Eren pushed himself up, his body a mix of raw power and restrained anticipation. He moved to kneel between her legs, his gaze never leaving her. Her body was a masterpiece of elven grace, every curve and line a testament to centuries of life and battle, yet in this moment, she was all soft vulnerability. He reached out, his hand gently cupping her chin, tilting her head up so their eyes could meet. The burning hunger in their gazes was a silent language, a promise of what was to come.

He lowered himself slowly, positioning the head of his thick, throbbing dick at her entrance. The heat radiating from her was a palpable force, a siren’s call that made his own body tremble with a powerful, urgent need. He took a deep breath, savoring the moment, then pushed forward, slowly, deliberately.

"Mmm... ahh... yes," Rose moaned, a low, drawn-out sound of pure pleasure as his tip, then his head, and finally his full length buried deep within her. He was completely inside her, feeling her tight, welcoming grip around him. She was incredibly wet, her muscles clenching around him, milking his dick with an exquisite intensity.

He began to move, slowly at first, a deep, rhythmic thrust that filled her completely. He pulled back, almost entirely, then plunged forward again, a slow, deliberate motion that made her moan. He took his time, prolonging the exquisite torture, making her wait, making her beg.

"Ohh... Eren... so good... so full," she whispered, her voice husky, almost lost in the sounds of their joining. Her hips, in a sensual, mesmerizing dance, began to roll, a languid, circular motion that drew him deeper, creating a profound, intimate friction that made him groan.

He gripped her hips, his thumbs digging into her soft flesh as he moved with her, matching her slow, seductive rhythm. The bed creaked and groaned beneath them, a rhythmic accompaniment to their dance. The room filled with the sounds of their passion: the wet slap of his hips against her bottom, the wet schlick of his dick sliding in and out, and Rose’s continuous stream of soft, desperate moans.

"Ahhh... Rose... that’s it," Eren groaned, his voice a low, guttural rumble that vibrated from his chest. His fingers instinctively tangled in her soft, shimmering hair, holding her head gently, lost in the overwhelming pleasure.

He moved with her, his body a testament to his restraint. He wanted to pound into her, to take her with the same raw, frantic energy they had shared in their kisses, but he held back. This was different. This was slow, sensual, a dance of two souls finally finding each other after centuries of solitude. It was about connection, not just release.

Rose continued her slow, seductive dance, her hips rotating in a languid circle, her body swaying gently above him. She leaned forward, her bare breasts hanging enticingly above her chest, their tips brushing against his skin, sending shivers through him. Each slow rise and fall brought her nipples closer to his mouth, teasing him, inviting him to take them.

He reached up, his hand cupping one of her full, rounded breasts, his thumb gently circling her nipple, making it peak even further. He leaned down, his mouth closing over it, sucking gently, then harder, drawing on her with a controlled intensity that made her gasp.

"Mmm... ohh... Eren," she moaned, her hands instinctively reaching up, tangling in his hair, pulling him closer, urging him to deepen the sensation.

The combined sensations were almost overwhelming. His dick was buried deep inside her, her pussy milking him with every slow, deliberate roll of her hips, while his mouth devoured her breast. The slow, rhythmic pace of their lovemaking was a profound contrast to the frantic energy that had defined their previous moments together. It was a testament to the trust they had built in this short, impossible night.

He took his time, savoring every moment. His tongue danced over her, licking, sucking, teasing, exploring every sensitive inch. He could feel her tremors start, deep within her, as pleasure rippled through her body. He heard the wet, sucking sounds of his mouth on her, mixing with her continuous, escalating moans.

Eren continued to move with her, his body a relentless piston of flesh against flesh, a slow, deep burn that filled her completely. He felt her inner walls milking him, pulling him in, urging him on. He could feel the desperate urgency in her movements, the way she clung to him, seeking more.

He pounded into her, slowly at first, then picking up the pace, his hips slamming into hers with rhythmic force. He held her breasts in his hands, kneading them gently, squeezing the soft flesh, his thumbs flicking her nipples. Her moans escalated, a continuous stream of desperate pleasure. Her body bucked and writhed beneath him, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him in even closer. The rhythm grew more insistent, the bed rocking beneath them with their combined efforts.

He felt the tension building, a palpable energy that fueled his own. He felt her body convulse, felt the powerful contractions around his dick, signaling her approaching climax. He drove into her, harder and faster, pushing her towards the edge. Her entire body shook uncontrollably, every muscle taut, every nerve screaming with ecstasy.

"I’m... I’m going to... AHHHHH! OH GOD!" she shrieked, her voice tearing as her body seized around his dick. He emptied himself deep inside her, shaking with his own powerful release as her body spasmed violently, her entire frame trembling from the sheer force of her release.

He collapsed onto her, both of them panting, spent. His dick, now soft, lay buried deep within her. He felt her body go limp beneath him, trembling with the last echoes of her pleasure. She lay there, her face a mask of pure, unadulterated bliss.

After a long moment, Eren slowly lifted himself off Rose. He looked down at her, her eyes heavy-lidded, a deep, blissful satisfaction painted across her face. He then moved, grabbing her, and with a swift, powerful motion, he flipped her onto her back. Her legs were still wrapped around him, her pussy slick and swollen. He looked at her, then, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, he pulled out.

Rose gasped, her body tensing, her eyes widening in surprise and a hint of disappointment. But before she could speak, Eren leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. "Not done yet, my beautiful elf," he whispered, his voice a low growl.

With a final, powerful thrust, he emptied the last of his seed onto her face, a warm, thick coating of his pleasure. Rose’s eyes fluttered closed, a soft moan escaping her lips as she took in the warmth of his come. She lay there, her face a mask of pure, unadulterated pleasure.

Eren, panting and spent, slowly pulled away. He looked at Rose, who was now fully recovered and observing from the side of the bed. Her eyes, dark with a hunger that had not yet been sated, were fixed on him. She was on her knees, her body humming with a quiet anticipation. With a slow, deliberate movement, she rolled over, positioning herself above him, her beautiful, curved bottom hovering over his now-soft dick. She was ready to ride him again.

Rose, her face flushed and her body glistening with sweat, was on her knees above him. Her beautiful, curved bottom hovered over his dick, her hips swaying with a quiet anticipation that mirrored the hunger in her eyes. With a slow, deliberate movement, she positioned herself to take him in.

Rose’s lips curved into a slow, mischievous smile as she looked down at him. Her hand reached out, gently guiding his now-hard dick to her waiting entrance. She took a deep breath, her eyes locked with his, and then, with a soft moan that vibrated through her body, she slowly lowered herself onto him.

"Mmm... ohh... yes," Eren groaned, a deep, guttural sound that vibrated from his chest as he felt the warm, wet embrace of her pussy as his dick slid inside her. She was incredibly tight, her muscles clenching around him, milking his dick with an exquisite intensity.

She began to ride, a slow, sensual movement, her body swaying gently above him. She didn’t pump fast. Instead, she moved with deliberate grace, her hips rotating in a languid circle, drawing out every exquisite sensation. Her silver hair, like a waterfall, cascaded around them as she moved, sometimes brushing his face, sometimes obscuring her blissful expression. Her eyes, half-closed, were filled with a heavenly haze, her lips parted in a soft, continuous moan.

"Ohh... Eren... so good... so full," she whispered, her voice husky, almost lost in the sounds of their joining. She leaned forward, her bare breasts hanging enticingly above his chest, their tips brushing against his skin, sending shivers through him. Each slow rise and fall brought her nipples closer to his mouth, teasing him, inviting him to take them.

He reached up, his hands finding her hips, his thumbs digging into her soft flesh as he moved with her, matching her slow, seductive rhythm. He leaned in, his lips finding hers, their mouths meeting in a slow, deep kiss. Her tongue, warm and agile, met his, swirling in a sensual dance that mirrored the rhythm of their bodies.

While their mouths were locked in a passionate embrace, Eren’s hands moved from her hips to her ass. He gave it a gentle, then a firm, smack, the sound echoing in the chamber.

"Oh! Ahhh!" Rose gasped against his lips, her body tensing in a delicious shock. The slap seemed to ignite a new fire in her, her hips moving with a little more urgency, a little more power.

He continued to smack her ass, a steady, rhythmic pattern that made her moan. He moved with her, his body a testament to his restraint. He wanted to pound into her, to take her with the same raw, frantic energy they had shared in their kisses, but he held back. This was different. This was slow, sensual, a dance of two souls finally finding each other after centuries of solitude. It was about connection, not just release.

Rose continued her slow, seductive dance, her hips rotating in a languid circle, her body swaying gently above him. She leaned forward, her breasts hanging enticingly above his chest, their tips brushing against his skin, sending shivers through him. Each slow rise and fall brought her nipples closer to his mouth, teasing him, inviting him to take them.

He felt the tension building, a palpable energy that fueled his own. He drove into her, harder and faster, pushing her towards the edge. Her entire body shook uncontrollably, every muscle taut, every nerve screaming with ecstasy.

Eren, panting and spent, finally slowed. He leaned back against the headboard, his body slick with sweat, his breathing ragged. He watched Rose, her face a mask of pure, unadulterated pleasure, her body still trembling with the last echoes of their intense lovemaking. She was not spent, not yet. Her eyes, heavy-lidded, were fixed on his, a silent question in their depths.

He looked at her, his lips curving into a slow, satisfied smile. He reached out, his hand gently cupping her chin, tilting her head up so their eyes could meet. "Not done yet, my beautiful elf," he whispered, his voice a low growl.

With a final, powerful thrust, he emptied the last of his seed onto her face, a warm, thick coating of his pleasure. Rose’s eyes fluttered closed, a soft moan escaping her lips as she took in the warmth of his come. She lay there, her face a mask of pure, unadulterated pleasure

Eren, panting and spent, slowly pulled away. He looked at Rose, who was now fully recovered and observing from the side of the bed. Her eyes, dark with a hunger that had not yet been sated, were fixed on him. She was on her knees, her body humming with a quiet anticipation. With a slow, deliberate movement, she rolled over, positioning herself above him, her beautiful, curved bottom hovering over his now-soft dick. She was ready to ride him again.