QT: I hijacked a harem system and now I'm ruining every plot(GL)-Chapter 248: Ego

Chapter 248

Daphne

Her lips are always so soft and warm. The first brush of them steals the breath straight out of me.

I’ve got my hands firm on her hips, thumbs rubbing over the little tremors I feel there. She clings to me in that hesitant, desperate way she always does, like she’s afraid I’ll vanish if she doesn’t hold tight enough.

I deepen the kiss, tilting my head, and she gasps against me. The sound makes something in my chest tighten, dangerous and hungry. I take advantage of the little opening, sliding my tongue past her lips, tasting her.

She whimpers when I tug her closer. I can feel her heartbeat pounding in her chest, racing against mine. Her hands fist in my hair, tugging, not rough, just enough to tell me she doesn’t know whether to pull me away or drag me closer.

I groan low in my throat and choose for her—closer. Always closer.

The kiss turns hot, messy, teeth grazing, tongues sliding. Every time she gasps, I swallow the sound down like it’s mine.

Every time her ears twitch against my cheek, I nip her bottom lip until she’s whining softly, muffled into my mouth.

Her back hits the wall beside her bed, and I press her into it, caging her in with my body. She tilts her head back, giving me more, and I chase her mouth like I’ve been starving for this moment.

The room is dark, only a candle guttering in the corner, painting her face in flickering light. It makes her look unreal eyes wide, cheeks flushed, lips swollen from my kiss.

I kiss her again, softer this time, savoring the contrast, letting my lips drag slowly against hers until she’s trembling.

"How good is the soundproofing here?" I murmur, pressing my thumb against her swollen bottom lip.

She shivers, caught between fear and want. My sweet little bunny—she only came to grab something from her room, but I followed, cornered her, and now there’s no escape.

"Not very good," she whispers, her hand sliding up the back of my neck, nails grazing lightly.

"Do you care?" I ask, lips brushing her throat, fangs grazing just enough to make her squeal.

She shakes her head.

"Words, my bunny."

"No," she gasps, just as I drag her onto the small bed, pressing her down beneath me.

I smirk into the kiss and press another against the corner of her mouth, then her jaw, then lower, to the frantic hollow of her throat. Her pulse pounds beneath my tongue like a drum begging to be bitten. She gasps, head tipping back, baring her neck as if begging me to devour her. Too much temptation.

I nip, sharp enough to sting, and she cries out, shoving her face into my shoulder. I soothe the mark with a slow, wet lick, making her tremble harder.

"Let’s make this fast," I growl, and my hand slides between her thighs.

She jolts, hips jerking, her ears pinning flat. Her legs squeeze shut, but I shove my knee between them and pry her open easily.

"D-Daphne—" she whines, but her body betrays her, heat soaking straight through the fabric. I press the heel of my palm against her clit, dragging in slow, deliberate circles until she arches off the bed, clawing at the sheets.

"Already wet?" I tease, pushing harder, faster, until the wet spot beneath my fingers spreads. "You can’t even deny it."

"Shut up," she sobs, covering her face with her hands.

I laugh low, wicked, and catch her wrists, pinning them above her head with one hand. "Don’t hide from me. I want to see every single sound you make."

Her eyes go wide when I tug her clothes aside, baring her dripping heat. Her thighs snap shut again, but I slap her outer thigh lightly, commanding. "Open."

She whimpers, but she obeys.

"Good girl."

I slide one finger inside, slow, careful, but she’s already trembling so violently her whole body bows off the mattress.

"Ahhh—!"

"Shhh," I murmur, kissing her temple as I curl my finger inside her. "Breathe, bunny. Just breathe."

Her walls flutter around me, so tight, so hot, like she’s never been touched here before. The thought makes me groan into her skin, adding another finger without warning.

She screams into my shoulder, thighs snapping around my wrist, but I force them apart, stretching her open as she claws helplessly at my back.

"No, no, it’s too much—"

"Yes, you can," I whisper, curling my fingers until I hit that spot that makes her cry out so loud I have to swallow her voice with a kiss.

The wet sounds fill the room, obscene and slick, her body dripping down my palm as I thrust my fingers faster, harder. Her hips grind into me desperately, chasing every stroke even as tears roll down her cheeks.

Her ears twitch violently, her tail thrashes against the bed, and I know she’s close when her thighs quake around me, every muscle straining.

"Come for me, bunny." My thumb grinds against her clit, merciless.

She breaks with a scream, convulsing around my fingers, her whole body writhing against me. But I don’t stop. I keep pushing, keep stroking, dragging her into another orgasm before the first has even ended.

Her voice is raw, her body shaking uncontrollably as wave after wave crashes through her. She’s sobbing, clawing at me, begging incoherently, but I only kiss her harder, swallowing every cry as I fuck her with my fingers until she blacks out in my arms.

I look at her unconscious form, sprawled across the sheets, ears limp, her chest rising and falling in shallow, exhausted breaths.

Seriously, we have to build her stamina. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

I bring my fingers to my lips, tasting her again, slow and indulgent. Gods, she’s addictive.

My gaze flicks back to her, my poor little bunny knocked out cold. Her uniform is a mess, her ears twitching weakly even in sleep, the sheets beneath her damp and torn from her claws.

Even though I complain, nothing is better for my ego than doing this to her.