Urban Plundering: I Corrupted The System!-Chapter 249: The Fall—and The Hunger That Wouldn’t DIE**

The rhythm was punishing, relentless—each thrust driving her higher, making her moan louder, her body rocking against the wall with every movement. The sound of skin against skin filled the room, mixing with the raw, breathless noises leaving her lips.

His stamina was unreal, his control even worse. Every shift of his hips hit just right, every roll of his body wrung a new gasp, a new whimper from her lips. And the way he held her? Like she was weightless, like she was made for this—for him.

"Parker—ahh—fuck—"

He was all over her. His mouth on her throat, his hands gripping her thighs, his body pressing her harder into the wall, keeping her exactly where he wanted her. The tension built fast, too fast, pleasure coiling, her body tightening as his pace pushed her right to the edge.

"That's it," he growled, his voice rough, wrecked. "Cum for me, Tessa."

And she did.

It hit her hard, ripping through her like a storm, leaving her gasping, shaking in his arms. Her entire body clenched around him, and Parker cursed under his breath, his grip bruising as he held her still through every pulse, every wave.

But he wasn't done.

Even as she came down, he kept moving, dragging her through the aftershocks, keeping the pleasure going until she was whimpering, her body shuddering all over again.

"Too much—" she gasped, nails digging into his back.

"Too bad." His voice was low, dangerous. "I'm not done with you yet."

And then he really lost control.

He moved faster, deeper, chasing his own high, the sheer intensity making her cry out, her mind a haze of pleasure, heat, and the overwhelming sensation of him.

"Parker—fuck—"

He crushed his mouth to hers, his grip turning almost bruising as he finally let go, but her body was stronger now, and Parker wasn't holding back all the months he'd been going easy on her, his body tensing, muscles flexing as he buried himself deep, growling into the kiss as pleasure ripped through him.

For a long moment, the only sound in the room was their heavy breathing, the echo of their racing hearts. Tessa was still trembling in his arms, her forehead resting against his, their bodies slick with sweat, her legs refusing to let go of his waist.

Parker's grip loosened slightly, his lips brushing lazily against hers as he chuckled. "You good?"

"Fuck no," she muttered, half-laughing, half-breathless. "You ruined me. But I still want more Parker, I can't stop myself..."

Parker smirked.

That cocky, knowing, utterly devastating smirk—the kind that sent a shiver down her spine, that told her exactly what was about to happen.

He dragged his hands down her back, slow, teasing, before gripping her hips firmly, positioning himself right at her entrance.

He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear. "You asked for this," he murmured.

Then—

He pushed forward, just enough to make her gasp—

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Erebus, the majestic, otherworldly magic cat, was trying to be cool.

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Really, she was.

She had endured the first round. Suffered through the second. But by the time Parker and Tessa were gearing up for round three, her patience—her very dignified, ancient patience—was GONE. The fur on her sleek, shadowy body was glowing with pure, unfiltered embarrassment. If it was possible for her fur to change color, she would've been pink right now. Bright pink.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" she finally growled.

Of course, they didn't hear her. They were too busy moaning and grinding and being absolute animals, acting like she didn't even exist while they fucked like rabbits. In front of her. No shame. No hesitation. Nada.

Parker—her master, her so-called intelligent human—was currently pressing Tessa against a wall, his hands gripping her thighs like he was about to devour her all over again.

"Nope. Fuck this."

Ere's tail flicked sharply, her golden eyes flashing.

A portal ripped open beneath them.

Parker and Tessa barely had time to gasp before they were free-falling through space, their tangled, naked bodies tumbling midair before—

THUMP.

They landed right onto their bedroom floor.

Erebus sat back, her tail swishing as she sighed dramatically.

Finally. Peace.

She had had enough of these two sex-crazed idiots. If she had to witness one more second of their absolute shamelessness, she might have combusted from sheer secondhand embarrassment.

And just when she thought she could breathe, movement caught her eye.

The cocooned forms of Naomi and Elena stirred, their bodies shifting within the soft, glowing casings of energy that had held them throughout their awakening.

A beat of silence.

Then—rip.

The cocoons tore open, and both women tumbled out—completely naked. Not that they cared. They'd just survived a whole awakening—modesty was the least of their worries when they'd seen each other beyond this.

Naomi and Elena sat there for a second, blinking at each other.

Then, as if sharing a telepathic conversation, they both sighed.

"Our boss is shameless," Naomi muttered.

"Beyond shameless," Elena agreed, rubbing her temples.

They had heard everything.

And that was the problem.

"Ere," Naomi groaned, rubbing her face. "You saved us from that, didn't you?"

"Truly," Elena exhaled, looking at the magic cat with newfound respect. "You are our savior."

Ere flicked her tail, playing it cool. "Don't mention it," she huffed. "Seriously. I was fucking tired of those two. If I had to hear one more moan—"

"Wait, hold on." Naomi cut her off, squinting. "Are we really just gonna gloss over the fact that she fucking talks?"

Elena blinked. "Yeah, actually—what the hell?"

Ere, for once, seemed caught off guard. "...You two knew that already you saw that when Parker was injured, didn't you?"

A pause.

Then—chaos.

"YOU CAN TALK?!" Naomi lunged forward, grabbing Ere and pulling her into a tight embrace, her hands running through the sleek fur as if making sure she was real.

Maybe the chaos they had been in when they first discovered she wasn't just a cat, didn't allow them to get surprised and now peace was back and they could go full-mode-surprise.

"Holy shit, holy shit, this is insane—" Elena was already wrapping herself around Ere's back, her fingers massaging the magic cat's ears. "You're so soft. Why didn't you talk earlier? What the fuck?!"

Erebus made a strangled noise. "Wait—what—stop—"

"Nah, uh-uh, you're not getting away from this," Naomi buried her face into Ere's fur, half-laughing, half in shock. "You're an ancient magic creature who talks, and you let us just suffer in ignorance?"

"You really fucking let us go through all that weird cat-sign-language shit when you could've just SAID SOMETHING?!" Elena added, grinning as she stroked Ere's back.

Ere huffed, trying to glare at them, but…

Okay.

Fine.

She wasn't hating the attention.

Their fingers were divine against her fur, scratching just the right spots, and before she knew it, a deep, involuntary purr rumbled through her chest.

"Oh my god," Naomi gasped, staring at her. "She purrs."

"This is the best fucking thing I've ever seen," Elena laughed in disbelief, rubbing behind Ere's ears like she was the most precious thing in existence.

Ere tried to act annoyed, but—fuck.

She was melting.

This was too much, but at the same time, it was so good.

Naomi and Elena were still gushing, completely fascinated, their laughter mixing with the lingering disbelief of everything they'd witnessed tonight. Honestly? A talking magic cat should've been the most shocking thing.

But after Parker and Tessa's Olympic-level sex marathon?

Yeah. Their surprise was there, but it wasn't that bad.

They were too tired for anything else.

Still—Elena smirked as she scratched under Ere's chin, making the magic cat physically shudder from the sensation.

"Hey, Ere," she teased. "You're not as tough as you act, huh?"

Ere growled weakly. "Shut up."

Naomi and Elena just laughed, wrapping Ere between them, petting her like she was their new favorite thing in the world.

Ere sighed.

She hated them.

But also…

Maybe she didn't.

"You're so soft," Naomi gushed.

Elena laughed. "And so tiny!"

Ere, to her own horror, actually purred.

"...I hate this," she muttered, but she didn't move.

At this point, she was just going to accept it.

After all, it wasn't the worst thing that had happened today.