CHAPTER 365: CASSIDY [PART-3]

Cassidy [Part-3]

He couldn’t say if it was the System’s doing or if it was just his own nature, but each second with Cassidy drew him in deeper. She was more than an ally—she was a craving, a fire that wouldn’t release him. And though he adored the feel of her flesh, he wanted the connection almost as much.

"Mmm... harder, Leon... more!! Ahhh... I’m not ever getting enough of it!" Cassidy’s voice was cracked with need, her fingers clawing down his spine.

Her needy noises only urged him on. With every time she arched and pinched her skin against him, Leon pounded harder, sinking deep into her soaked warmth. The sweat-wet, obscene noise of their connection filled the room, mixed with their groans.

"So... fucking... good!" Cassidy’s breath escaped her in a gasp, her voice shattering as her hips arched to meet his. She was normally a woman of sense, kept and level-headed—but now her sense had utterly exploded. There was nothing but Leon, the sensation of him inside her, and the intoxicating euphoria he provided.

Neither of them felt the odd phenomenon unfolding between them. As their bodies and souls intertwined with passion, a soft sheen glowed below Cassidy’s belly. Lines crawled across her skin gradually, forming the figure of a curled-up snake with two pointed horns. The mark throbbed with brilliant purple light, its hue shining and otherworldly—yet neither Leon nor Cassidy felt it then.

Cassidy was too gone, drowning in the whirlwind of ecstasy. Leon, observing her face contorted in happiness, could only laugh at the wide-eyed, naive look she had on her face when her body gave in. He took her mouth with his own, kissing her hard, even as his hips kept up their merciless pace.

"AAAHHHHHHHH!!! LEONNNNN!!! I LOVE IT SOOO MUCH!!!" Cassidy cried out as her body shook in a second orgasm.

Her pussy contracted, milking him viciously, and Leon couldn’t hold back any longer. He grunted hard, releasing himself into her with shuddering power, filling her to capacity.

Cassidy’s legs were wrapped tightly around his waist, holding him back from pulling away. Her voice was husky, shaking as she pleaded, "I want it all! Don’t stop—give me everything, pleaseee!"

Leon’s lips trailed down her throat, over her collarbone, claiming her breasts once more with his mouth. His voice was husky against her skin. "We’re just getting started, my adorable Cassidy..."

His seed spilled copiously, mingling with her orgasming juices. Their combined scent seeped out around him, running down her legs, saturating the sheets. Cassidy’s shivering hand traveled downward, her fingers tracing the slippery head of his cock. She gathered their combined liquids onto her fingers and carried them to her lips to lick them away with a stunned smile.

Then she froze.

Her eyes went wide when she saw something lightly glowing on her lower abdomen. "Leon... w-what is this? There’s... a mark... some kind of tattoo on my skin..."

Her tone was small, uncertain.

Leon, still gasping for breath, scowled and gazed down. His own breath caught. He was amazed at the sight—the snake shining purple, its scales brilliant, two horns curving above its head. The mark pulsed, as if it was alive, and faintly wriggling as if breathing against Cassidy’s flesh.

"What the fuck...?" Leon’s heart was racing. He recognized the image. It looked like the snake spirit that had lived inside him for so long—but his was golden, holy. This one was unlike it. Wrong. Why purple? Why horns?

His chest constricted. "System... what the hell is this on her body?"

The voice replied with its own habitual calmness, though with a note of something akin to amusement.

[Bro, that’s your mark. A symbol that shows up when you take a woman whole. It’s associated with your spirit and your changing soul mutation.]

Leon’s forehead creased. "My mark? What the fuck is that even referring to?"

[Relax. This is part of your peculiarity. When you become close to a woman, the bond goes deeper than flesh. The mark indicates she is yours—and more importantly, it makes both of you stronger. It conforms with your spirit. That purple snake? It mirrors your connection with her.]

Leon swallowed hard, still fixated on the glowing horns carved across Cassidy’s smooth belly. His voice dropped to a tense whisper. "So... this means she’s mine?"

[Not only that. It means you’ve embraced her whole, and for that, she’s embracing you back. This connection will never leave you. And as a function of your desire, you can relocate the tattoo wherever on her body you want. It’s your sign, your property.]

Leon’s eyes flared with incredulity. "You’re saying... this thing... is essentially evidence of my soul bound to hers?

[Exactly. It’s a mark of bond and ownership. And its radiance will change with the strength of your connection.]

The explanation left Leon reeling. He pulled his eyes back to Cassidy’s face, still flushed and dazed from her climax. She blinked up at him, anxious but trusting.

"What is the real meaning of this tattoo, Leon?" she whispered, voice shaking. "Is it magic?"

Leon relaxed. He pushed a wet lock of hair out of her face and kissed her softly. Then he quoted the System again, his voice firm. "This is an idiosyncrasy of my body... even I don’t entirely comprehend it. But what I do know is this: it indicates that you have loved me totally. And so I will never leave you. I will never not take care of you."

Cassidy’s mouth opened, her breathing ragged. His words hit her harder than she could have guessed, heat surging through her chest. She wanted to disbelieve—already he had saved her from fatal poisoning, performed the impossible—but for some reason, her heart would not let her. Even if she was silly, she wished she could believe him.

Her hands cupped his face, drawing him nearer, her eyes aglow. "If that is true... then I will wear this mark with pride. As evidence that I am yours. So, please, Leon... give me even more of you..."

Her voice broke, yet her honesty was clear.

Leon’s heart pounded within his chest. To see her so exposed, so ready to trust him, made his cock harden again within her wet warmth. He kissed her hard, feeling her submission. "You can take all of me, my Cassidy."

She cried out wildly as he drove into her once more, her legs squeezing around him, drawing him deeper. They were sealed together, hearts pounding as one.

Ohhh... yessss!!!" Cassidy screamed as Leon’s pushes became firmer, his hips ramming into hers with renewed force.

Finding himself unwilling to let her go over without him, Leon had both hands wrapped around the headboard, using the leverage to ram into her repeatedly. Sweat streamed down his spine as his cock plunged into her deepest regions, every push rattling the bed.

"You’re so fucking hot," he growled between thrusts. "I’ll fuck your dirty pussy until you’re satisfied!"

Cassidy’s entire body trembled, her walls clenching tighter and tighter. This time, something felt different—each strike of his cock lit her nerves like fire, reaching places she hadn’t even known existed.

"Yes! Yes! Yeeeees!! Fuck me so hard, Leon—and mark my pussy with your cum!!!"

Her scream filled the room, raw and broken with ecstasy.