Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith

Chapter 90: MY Death... {R-18}

*PAH* *PAH* *PAH*

Evian had hold of the Lordess' waist and he aided wholeheartedly with her upward and downward movement while making sure not to lose himself too far in the wonders of her snatch. His lips were no longer around her nipple- Now he buried his face into her cleavage, licking and tickling her skin in ways that had the woman shuddering even harder than she already was.

Never actually taking the time to invest herself in the act of lovemaking, Frida was surprised at how quickly her body adapted. She was surprised at how energetically her ass rose and fell, slapping consistently against Evian's thighs.

'Ni-hir for all his Spiritual warmth was nowhere as good as this,' Frida thought back to the Spirit-folk she had managed to copulate with.

As her mind was quickly getting swarmed with pleasure, unable to think straight about any matter that did not involve the large cock buried inside her snatch, Frida could not help but think of the only other sexual partner and experience she had ever had for a mismatched comparison.

Back then, it had been simple. Actually, it had been worse than simple; it had been efficient- clean.

It did not even deserve to be called sex- It was too clinical- it was intercourse meant only for reproduction... Pleasure had little or nothing to do with it and that was about a century ago.

Being with Evian, their bodies joined together so vulgarly, writhing together, not to mention the other things they had just done with their mouths, opened up her mind.

And then, of course, there was the factor that started them on this path; Eldritch energy and her kinky attraction to death.

The chill enveloping her body added a delicious layer to it all that Frida felt no one else would really understand. She might even be tagged as insane and that just made it better.

Unaware and uncaring of what was going through Frida's mind, Evian kept his upward thrusts going, hitting as hard as he possibly could at the entrance of the Lordess' womb threatening to break through. In fact, he had a feeling he might have succeeded had it not been for the formidable make-up of Frida's body.

*Pah* *Pah* *Pah*

As the snapping sounds of flesh against flesh continued, Frida, looking like she was barely keeping a hold of her sanity, pulled Evian's hands off her waist, and with the ease afforded to her by her superior martial strength she pinned Evian's wrists against the sofa's backrest.

This action by Frida forced Evian's face away from her body and pressed his back against the backrest while she took control of the thrusting completely.

Evian, barely able to keep his seeds in his balls but hiding his struggles well, chuckled while his eyes raked all over her before focusing on her large breasts.

The turbulence was immense!

With the aggression Frida put into the movement of her hips and her gyrations, her breasts were bound to be causing waves and they did.

The only 'regret' Evian had, with his wrists pinned as they were, was that he was unable to give the two ample assets attention and stability but the view kinda made up for it.

Frida's decision to fully take over thrusting was not on a whim.

She had a goal.

She needed to know what delights awaited having a copious amount of seeds shot inside her gripping snatch. She was even willing to put her desire for Deathly illusion aside for now.

Evian knew it would not be long now.

With Frida's feistiness on a rampage, his self-control stood no chance. It was only a matter of time before he gave her what she sought.

"Ack-"

The sound was sharp and quickly caught off but it announced the moment Frida had been waiting for.

It started with the first spurt that splashed the Lordess' walls with Evian's pearly discharge and that was almost immediately followed up with a bigger spurt before the supply truly started without any immediate end in sight.

"~Oh FU- AHHnnngggg~"

Evian's large cock already made Frida feel full- His seeds on top of that, in its massive volume no less, made her feel stuffed. Deliciously stuffed.

She felt as they pushed past the seal of her uterus, dripped- nay poured- into her quite fertile womb, and her mouth fell open in a silent scream of ecstasy while her hips kept moving.

A minute later, with his seeds still getting supplied, Evian finally followed up with Eldritch energy as was his custom and it set off Frida's virginal spasms. As she screamed and her body shuddered, overwhelmed by just how much she enjoyed getting filled, Frida's hands went weak and released the grips of Evian's wrists.

Frida opened her eyes and laid them on Evian's face only to find it covered by a hood. Her eyes widened when the wrists she had just released raised and the large sleeves covering them pulled back to show skeletal forearms.

One skeletal hand landed gently on her shoulder while the other stroked her cheek and then grabbed her jaw in its bony index and thumb fingers while lightly brushing over her lips.

Frida's breathing came out hard and frequently and her lips twitched at the chill that engulfed her before they stretched into a grin that got even wider when the hood fell back.

Under the hood was a skull. The eye sockets were empty besides the grey smoke that whiffed out of them.

The Skull's jaw fell open wide and without lips, it could not actually form words but a sound still came out of the empty gaping, bony maw,

"What do you see?" Evian's voice asked.

"I- I see Death," Frida said, stammering with an inability to get her words out, "I see you."

Evian raised a brow but since his image in Frida's eyes had no skin, she didn't see that but she did hear the doubt in his voice as he asked,

"You think I'm Death?"

Frida nodded gently, the bony fingers still touching her face,

"You are," she said as she raised a hand and placed it on the skull, only to come across a barrier. A barrier that felt like the smooth skin of Evian's face that had always stopped her from ever really touching his skull.

"Fascinating," she mumbled as her hands went to the top of the skull and touched hair she could not see, "Truly fascinating."

Frida's hand glowed with Purity and Evian's skin appeared over his skull in her illusion, however, his eyes did not return. His sockets remained eerily empty besides the grey smoke they exuded.

"You're Death," Frida said resolutely, "You are MY Death."

Evian watched her with a smile. Her words didn't make total sense to him but he did like the submission he could hear in her tone. It was clear that whatever illusion she used to see in her illusions, had now infiltrated her reality but of course, why should Evian care?

Securing a grip on the Lordess' body, he stood to his feet only to Phase them both through the Compendium floor just so they could surface many feet away from the sofa right in front of a wall.

*Bam*

He slammed the Lordess' back against the structure but it was the aggression of his thrust that actually caused her to gasp.

Evian placed one of Frida's legs to the ground and raised the other to allow for optimum entry with his pelvis slamming into hers over and over again. Her large tits were smooshed against his chest and her hard and sensitive nipples rubbed against his hard pecs, sending her sexual drive to a greater high.

With one hand around Evian's back to pull him against her body, Frida raised her other hand and pressed it against the wall for enough counter-force to slam herself into him as hard as he slammed into her.

*Pah* *Pah* *Pah*

The image of Evian in the Lordess' eyes had not changed. His handsome face was her representation of death with his eyes of smoke, his hands were still skeletal and he was still wearing grim-reaper robes that somehow (by the power of illusion, no doubt) did not affect his cock thrusting into her pussy.

"~Yes- Right There! EVIAN... DEATH- Take Me... ACCEPT MEEEEEEEE!!!~"

"I will," Evian assured her in a gentle tone with his breath blowing against her smooth skin, "I absolutely will."

He pulled his cock out of Frida's snatch and placed the leg he was holding onto the floor before turning her around. He positioned her to have her hands pressed against the wall for support and her ass thrust toward him.

With one hand, Evian pressed down on Frida's back until it was nicely arched and with the other, he placed his cock at her entrance and thrust forward until he smacked into her ass, grinning as her cheeks rippled.

The position felt like it unlocked a whole new dimension inside the Lordess' snatch.

"~Nghhh- So deeeep~" Frida let out and extended her arms against the wall to slam back as hard as she could.

*PAH*

With his fingers a tight grip on her waist right at the area before her impeccable ass, Evian began driving back and forth in the absolute thrill of the internal delights he could feel all around his rod.

*PAH* *PAH* *PAH*

*PAH* *PAH* *PAH*

"~More!~" the Lordess yelled with her entire body weakened with pleasure and only still standing by sheer will to get fucked, "~Give Me More...!~"

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