CHAPTER 93: CHAPTER 93: MARCIE 2 (18)

"You feel incredible, Marcie," he rasped, beginning to move. His thrusts were slow, deliberate, pulling back until only his tip remained before driving back in with agonizing precision.

Each motion sent tremors of pleasure through Marceline’s trembling body, her gasps mingling with the molten heat pooling in her core.

Her hands gripped his shoulders, nails grazing his skin with careful restraint, mindful not to harm the precious creature above her. Her back arched, meeting each controlled thrust, craving the delicious friction.

Zaeryn’s rhythm grew relentless, each deep stroke igniting her senses, the raw power of his movements driving her wild. Her swollen lips parted in a needy moan, her body pressing closer, desperate for more.

"Zaeryn..." she breathed, her voice trembling with awe as she watched him above her, his powerful form commanding every sensation. Her long legs wrapped tightly around his hips, pulling him deeper, each thrust sending shivers of ecstasy through her.

His lips brushed hers in a fleeting, possessive kiss between thrusts, his hand roaming to trace the curve of her mounds, his thumb teasing her hardened buds in slow, deliberate circles. Marceline’s moans grew louder, unrestrained, as she surrendered to his control.

"Harder." She commanded, voice ragged with need. "Faster, fuck me—don’t stop."

He responded immediately, increasing his pace with a precision. His thrusts becoming harder, faster, deeper, each one driving him into her tight, wet heat with primal urgency. The wet, rhythmic sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, a raw symphony of their shared desire.

Marceline’s legs tightened around him, her hips meeting his every move, her head thrashing against the pillows as pleasure coiled tighter in her core. "Ah... yes..." she moaned, her voice a breathless plea, her body trembling on the edge of ecstasy, completely consumed by the fire of their union.

She was just close to finally cumming when Zaeryn suddenly stopped.

"Let’s change positions?" he murmured, his tone calm, almost teasing.

Before she had time to answer, Marceline’s breath caught in her throat as Zaeryn rolled them to their sides in one fluid motion, his impressive length still buried deep inside her, stretching her with every subtle shift. The sudden change left her gasping, her body instinctively clinging to his.

"My, you are stronger than I thought," she remarked lustfully, her voice a husky purr. "I’m impressed."

Zaeryn answered not with words but with action, crashing his mouth against hers in a heated, claiming kiss. His tongue swept past her lips with the same urgency as his hips, devouring her moans as he began thrusting again, deeper, harder.

That drew a sound from her—half gasp, half cry—raw and unrestrained.Face-to-face now, her leg draped over his hip, the new position allowed for intimate eye contact and scorching kisses.

Her legs curled tighter around him, desperate to hold him in place, to take every merciless stroke he gave her. The rhythm of their bodies collided, wet and frantic, echoing in the room as Marceline’s fingers raked down his back.

Zaeryn continued to move, rolling his hips harder, deliberately. Each thrust seemed to reach new depths, stroking her most sensitive spots and igniting sparks of pleasure.

Marceline didn’t even try to hide her moans, her voice breaking with every sharp exhale as he drove her higher, the delicious friction building as his pelvis ground against her clit with every movement.

One hand traced tantalizing circles on her hip while Zaeryn’s other hand skimmed up her curves, caressing the underside of her breast before teasing her stiff peaks. Marceline gasped, her back arching into his touch, nails digging into his shoulders.

"Ahhh... shit." A moan tore from her throat. Her body trembled beneath him, teetering at the very edge of release, every nerve alight with desperate, unbearable need.

Half lidded eyes locked on hers, Zaeryn captured her lips in a deep, sensual kiss, all tongue and teeth and possession. Marceline moaned into his mouth, tasting his unique flavor, dizzy with desire.

Their kiss was messy, raw, every clash of lips feeding the fire in her veins, and at the same time Zaeryn didn’t slow down, fucking her to the very edge of madness.

Each thrust was ruthless, perfectly timed to drag moans from her throat and coil her pleasure tighter until she thought she’d shatter.

His hips crashed against hers with relentless force, his tongue dominating her mouth as completely as his body did below, leaving her breathless and undone. This was the most pleasure she had ever felt in her entire life.

His hand tightened on her hip, pulling her harder onto him, forcing her to take every inch as his rhythm grew more demanding, relentless.

She whimpered into the kiss, her body arching helplessly, overwhelmed by sensation. The heat coiled tighter and tighter inside her, unbearable now, her moans breaking free with every thrust. "Baby... I’m... I can’t—" she gasped against his mouth, her voice trembling on the edge of release.

As if reading her mind, Zaeryn’s hand trailed down her stomach, dipping between their slick bodies to expertly circle her swollen clit. Marceline cried out, hips bucking against his touch, meeting his thrusts with increasing fervor.

Tension coiled tighter and tighter, muscles straining as they moved together, quicker, harder, chasing release. Breathless pants and low moans mingled with the erotic symphony of slapping flesh, the bed creaking beneath them.

"Zaeryn," Marceline gasped, trembling on the precipice. "I need...I’m so close..." His name a desperate plea on her lips, a prayer and a demand.

With a feral growl, Zaeryn snapped his hips, thrusts turning wild and frenzied as he angled himself to rub against her G-spot with every deep, powerful stroke.

His fingertips danced over her engorged clit, pinching and circling the sensitive bud, winding her impossibly tighter.

Marceline keened, head thrown back in ecstasy as pleasure crashed over her. Her slick walls tightened down on his shuttling cock, milking him for all he was worth.

Zaeryn cursed, hips stuttering as he erupted inside her. Ropes of his hot seed shot shot inside her, each spurt prolonging her intense orgasm.