Gon's Harem System
Chapter 48: More orgasms (18+)

Chapter 48: More orgasms (18+)

Elsa’s grin broadened, her mischievous eyes twinkling with mirth as she threw Gon’s words back at him, mirroring his earlier taunt.

"And it looks like you needed that" she teased, a playful lilt to her voice.

Gon didn’t say anything.

With a fluid grace, he rose from his previous position and dropped one knee onto the bed, his half-erect manhood now tantalizingly close to Elsa’s mouth.

Her lips parted slightly, her breath hot and feather-like against the sensitive skin of his member.

There was a silent question in her gaze, a playfulness that invited him to partake in this sensual game.

And Gon, unable to resist the lure of her suggestive smile, leaned in closer, his erection now hovering just a few inches from her lips, tempting her with the possibility of another taste.

Elsa opened her lips once more, welcoming Gon’s member back into the warmth of her mouth.

This time, her movements were slower, more deliberate, as if she wanted to really enjoy the velvety texture of his skin and the salty-sweet flavor of his arousal.

She moaned softly, the vibrations of her voice teasing his nerves and bringing a shiver of delight to his spine.

Her hands, still firm but gentle, caressed his thighs, coaxing him deeper into her.

With a skillful flick of her tongue and a soft, suctioning pull of her lips, Elsa stopped her sucking, her attention shifting to the renewed rigidity of Gon’s shaft.

Her eyes met his, a seductive smile on her lips that spoke volumes of her satisfaction.

"Ah," she purred, her voice a seductive murmur. "That’s more like it, isn’t it?

With a graceful flick of her head, Elsa’s hair fell free from Gon’s grip, the strands cascading down her back in a cascade.

Gracefully, she reclined onto the mattress, her body an inviting expanse of smooth curves and soft skin.

Her expression was one of confidence and her gaze danced with a playful challenge.

The move was a tease, an invitation for Gon to join her on the bed, to continue their dance of passion with renewed vigor.

With a deliberate roll of her hips, Elsa shifted further onto the bed, her knees spreading wide in a brazen display of invitation.

The gesture was an open invitation for Gon to claim her, to explore the softness between her thighs and taste the sweet nectar of her desire.

The heat in her gaze intensified, a silent plea echoing in the depths of her eyes.

She arched her back, pushing her chest forward, the fullness of her breasts a tantalizing distraction from her true goal—to tempt him into the moist, throbbing ache at the heart of her being.

As the silence between them deepened, Elsa broke the tension with a husky murmur, her voice ripe with desire and pleading. "No more excuses now... come and take me lord Gon."

The words, dripping with seduction, were a declaration of both surrender and desire, an affirmation that she was ready to be claimed.

With the tips of her fingers, she traced slow, tantalizing circles over her hips, the movement drawing Gon’s attention to the smooth curves of her body.

In that moment, she was a temptress demanding her due.

Gon’s response was swift and carnal, an untamed beast finally unleashed from its cage.

With a ferocious growl that reverberated throughout the room, he pounced, his powerful body pinning Elsa beneath him.

She gasped at the sudden weight, the primal intensity of his gaze sending shivers of anticipation racing down her spine.

The world around them seemed to fade away, the only reality now the burning heat of their bodies pressed flush against each other, heartbeats thrumming in a fast rhythm.

Elsa’s hands moved with practiced skill, her fingers wrapping around Gon’s shaft and positioning the engorged head at the entrance to her wet core.

With a knowing glance, she guided him inside, her body arching and stretching to accommodate his impressive length.

Their connection was electric, a forbidden union of flesh and desire.

Sheathing him fully within her, she let out a low moan, her nails digging into his back as her hips began to rock and sway, pulling him deeper and deeper into her velvety core.

The moment Gon’s length breached the threshold of Elsa’s core, her body welcomed him with an answering moan.

Her heat enveloped him fully, her tightness caressing every inch of his manhood with an eagerness that betrayed her restraint.

His girth stretched her to the brink of ecstasy, filling her with a pulsating bliss that spread throughout her entire body.

Gon felt the warmth of her desire engulf him, his movements slow and measured at first, but soon escalating into a primal rhythm that sent shockwaves rippling through their joined bodies.

As Gon’s primal growl echoed off the walls, it seemed to blend seamlessly with the stillness that followed.

In those suspended seconds, the world paused, their bond holding the rest of the universe at bay.

For both Elsa and Gon, it was as though time had ceased to exist, the only reality the tantalizing sensation of their flesh melded together in carnal union.

They paused in that moment, sharing the profound intimacy of their connection.

Elsa’s breath quickened against Gon’s chest, her heartbeat a steady rhythm against his own.

Gon’s thrusts were swift, like a hammer striking hot iron in rapid succession, his movements unrelenting as he plunged deep within Elsa’s slick core.

Their bodies rocked together, the mattress groaning under their furious rhythm.

Each thrust of his hips was punctuated by the sharp slap of skin on skin, the animalistic nature of their coupling sounding in the air around them.

Faster and faster he pounded, his breaths ragged and desperate.

Elsa writhed beneath him, her own moans mirroring the rhythm of his intense thrusting.

The sensation was beyond description, an intense pleasure that engulfed both of them in its searing embrace.

Elsa’s body burned with an almost unbearable pleasure, her nerves alight with a fire that only seemed to grow more intense with each pulse of Gon’s member.

The friction between them was blissful, the slickness of her core a welcome balm to the wild movements of their hips.

Her walls clenched around his boner with each stroke, clinging to him in a fierce embrace that seemed to coax him even deeper.