Urban Plundering: I Corrupted The System!-Chapter 250: The Fall—and The Hunger That Wouldn’t DIE 2

One second, Parker had Tessa pinned against the stone, her body trembling beneath his hands. The next—

The fucking floor vanished.

Air whooshed past them as the portal yawned open beneath their feet, reality twisting—before they crashed back into existence.

Parker barely flinched, landing on the bedroom floor with effortless grace. Tessa, though? She bounced onto the bed, dazed, her hair sprawled out, her skin still flushed from everything he'd done to her.

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But she didn't care about the portal, or Ere, or anything except—

She rolled onto her hands and knees, arching her back, turning her head just enough to meet his gaze. Dark, ravenous. "You're not done, are you?"

His chest rose and fell, breath still heavy.

Then his jaw clenched. His hands curled into fists.

And he was on her.

FIRE AND STARLIGHT

Parker didn't hesitate—didn't even let her breathe before his hands gripped her hips, pulling her flush against him. His body burned—scorching, unrelenting heat—pressing into her as he leaned down, his breath fanning over her ear.

"You have no idea what you just asked for," he murmured, voice thick with hunger.

She shivered. "Then show me."

He did.

The first thrust nearly knocked the breath out of her. Her arms trembled, her back arching higher as he filled her completely, deeply, brutally—

She gasped, fingers twisting into the sheets, her moan muffled against the mattress.

He smirked. Fucking perfect.

His grip tightened. His nails dug into her hips as he set the pace—relentless, raw, claiming every inch of her. The sound of their bodies meeting filled the room—sharp, rhythmic, sinful.

Tessa could barely think. Every move, every thrust had her spiraling, burning, unraveling. She wasn't even sure she could hold herself up anymore—her arms felt weak, her legs shaking—but Parker wasn't letting her go.

"Oh, fuck—"

He didn't slow down. If anything, he went deeper. Harder.

Her moans turned into gasping whimpers, the pleasure building too fast, too intensely. His fingers traced up her spine, gripping the back of her neck, keeping her exactly where he wanted her.

"You feel that?" he growled against her ear, his voice husky, ragged. "That's all you."She couldn't answer—not with the way he was ruining her, consuming her, making her fall apart so fucking easily.

Her breathing hitched. The coil in her stomach tightened. She was so damn close—

And he knew it.

Parker reached down, fingers pressing exactly where she needed him the most. Tessa choked out a cry, her body tensing, pleasure tearing through her like fire and starlight.

Everything snapped.

Her moan was raw, desperate, her body shuddering so violently she thought she might collapse—but Parker didn't let her fall.

Not yet.

He wasn't finished.

Her high was still pulsing through her, her body still trembling—and Parker just kept going.

Tessa gasped, overstimulated, but completely fucking addicted.

"Parker—"

"Again," he murmured against her shoulder, pressing kisses down her spine, his pace quickening.

She whimpered. "I—I can't—"

He didn't believe her.

And he proved it, dragging her higher, building her up again, over and over, until she shattered for him one more time. By the time Parker finally let himself go, Tessa was wrecked. And not in a cute way—no, this was total destruction. Her limbs? Jelly. Her brain? Static noise. Her soul? Probably floating somewhere above the bed, trying to process what the fuck just happened.

She collapsed onto the mattress, her breath stolen, her skin burning like she'd just been struck by divine judgment.

Parker hovered over her, pressing a final, feather-light kiss between her shoulder blades, like an artist signing off on his masterpiece. Neither of them spoke. There were no words for this. Only heat.

Only the way she melted into his arms when he pulled her close—like he was never letting go. And, shit… maybe she didn't want him to.

The evening bled through the windows, the sky shifting into deeper blues, the sun tapping out like, Yeah, I don't want any part of whatever the hell y'all just did. The night was stepping in, bringing its usual chaos, but inside this room? Just warmth. Just tangled limbs and the slow, steady rhythm of two people too drained to do anything but exist.

Parker had so many things he wanted to ask her, tell her, figure out—but one look at Tessa, and yeah. Not happening. Even with her crazy new strength, there was only so much a woman could take before she hit her limit, and judging by the way she winced when she moved, she had hit it. Hard.

Still, when he started to shift, maybe to give her space, she made a noise. A tiny, needy whimper. "Stay."

He exhaled through his nose, amused, but didn't argue. Of course, she wanted to cuddle. And hell, after that? She deserved it. So he pulled her in, tucking her bare, otherworldly form against his chest, letting the sheets drape lazily over them.

They locked eyes for a moment, something quiet passing between them. No words, just that post-battle daze, the kind where everything felt too much and not enough all at once.

And then—Tessa turned. Slowly. Deliberately. That glint in her eye was pure mischief.

Parker narrowed his gaze. "What are you planning?"

She didn't answer. But he felt it. The way her hips wiggled back against him, her warmth teasing against something very much not asleep yet.

Parker groaned. "Tessa."

She only hummed, reaching back to guide him exactly where she wanted. "Just sleep inside me."

For a second, he just stared at her like she'd personally short-circuited his brain. Then, helplessly, he laughed—low, tired, but damn if he wasn't giving in anyway. "You're ridiculous."

"Mm-hmm." She didn't deny it.

He sighed, pressing his face into her neck, his grin fading into something softer as he slid home. She moaned, the sound sleepy and satisfied, and as he adjusted, molding his dick inside her pussy, her walls wrapped around him, her body fit against him perfectly. Like a fucking dream.

And just like that, they slipped into sleep.

Outside their little bubble, though? The world was anything but peaceful.

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