Chapter 5 - Inko~❤️

Inko's eyes glazed over as she swallowed the last of Soren's thick, hot cum, a shiver of pleasure coursing through her body. She felt an uncontrollable urge to serve him, to be taken by him, and the realization of his apparent power over women sent a thrill through her. Soren, still reeling from the intensity of his own climax, watched her closely, noticing the change in her demeanor. 

He had suspected it before, but now he was certain—his body contained some form of pheromone or power that could manipulate females. 

It was a tool he could wield, a weapon to conquer and claim what was rightfully his. He smirked, knowing that with his growing strength and this newfound allure, nothing could stand in his way—not even the moral fabric of society. His thoughts grew darker as he felt his cock begin to stir again, eager for more. 

Inko's eyes widened in shock and desire as she saw that Soren's cock remained erect, despite his recent release. She could feel her own pussy throb, aching to be filled by the young, powerful creature before her. She couldn't help but wonder if she had been the one to awaken this beast within him. Her mind reeled with confusion and lust, but she knew what she had to do—what she wanted to do.

"S-Soren," she stuttered, her voice a mix of apology and longing. 

"I'm so sorry for... for doing that to you." She took a step closer, her knees trembling as she positioned herself over him. 

"But... but if it's okay, I need you to... to make me feel better too."

Without waiting for a response, she lowered herself onto his still-hard cock, the head nudging at her wet entrance. She bit her lip, her eyes watering she knew would come with how massive he was. Soren's smirk grew as he watched her, his eyes dark with a hunger she didn't quite understand. He grabbed her hips firmly and guided her down, impaling her on his thick shaft.

The pain was intense, a sharp sting that made her cry out. But it was also strangely exhilarating, as if she was being claimed by something greater than herself. Her body stretched to accommodate his size, and she could feel every inch of him filling her up, the sensation overwhelming in its intensity.

Soren's grip tightened, and with a powerful thrust, he pushed through her barrier, making her scream. Inko's nails dug into his shoulders as she threw her head back, her body arching in ecstasy. The feeling of him inside her was unlike anything she had ever experienced—dominating, all-consuming, and utterly addictive. She knew that she was no longer in control, that she had become a plaything for his desires.

And yet, she didn't care. All she wanted was more.

As Soren began to move within her, Inko's eyes rolled back, and she moaned his name over and over again, her body responding instinctively to his powerful rhythm. She had never felt so alive, so alive and so utterly consumed by lust.

Her pussy clenched around his cock, her walls tightening as she approached her own climax. Soren's thrusts grew more erratic, his breathing ragged as he felt her tighten around him. The room was filled with the wet, slapping sounds of their bodies coming together, a symphony of carnality that seemed to drown out the rest of the world.

Inko could feel the pressure building, the tension coiling tighter and tighter in her belly. She knew that she was close, so close to reaching the peak of pleasure that she had only ever dreamed of. And as Soren's pace grew even more frantic, she felt herself teeter on the edge.

With one final, powerful thrust, she shattered, her orgasm ripping through her like a bolt of lightning. She screamed out his name as waves of pleasure washed over her, her entire body trembling with the force of her release. Soren's own climax followed, his cock pulsing deep within her as he filled her with his seed.

For a moment, they remained joined, their hearts racing in unison, their breaths mingling in the steamy air. And then, with a final, gentle kiss to her forehead, Soren pulled out, leaving Inko feeling empty and somehow... changed.

Slowly, she stood up, her legs wobbly from the intensity of their encounter. She looked down at Soren, who was now dressed in nothing but a knowing smile, and she realized with a start that she had no idea what she had just unleashed.

But she also knew that she wanted more.

Soren's eyes lit up with a predatory glint as Inko bent over the bathtub, her full, round ass on display. The sight of her pussy, still glistening with his cum, was almost too much for him to bear. He stepped closer, his erection standing tall and demanding. Inko looked over her shoulder at him, her cheeks flushed and her eyes hazed with lust.

"Take me," she whispered, her voice hoarse and needy. 

"I want to feel you deep inside me again."

Without hesitation, Soren stepped up behind her and lined his cock up with her entrance. With a firm grip on her hips, he pushed himself back into her, feeling her warm, tight walls clench around him once more. Inko moaned, her body jolting forward from the sudden intrusion.

He began to move his hips, setting a steady rhythm that had them both groaning in pleasure. Each thrust was punctuated by the slap of skin against skin and the wet, squelching noises of his cock sliding in and out of her. The scent of sex filled the air, intoxicating and primal.

Inko's hand reached back to grip the edge of the tub, her knuckles turning white as she tried to keep herself upright. Sweat trickled down her spine, and she could feel her second climax building rapidly, driven by the relentless pounding of the young man behind her.

Soren's breath grew heavier, his eyes narrowed with determination as he watched his cock disappear into her over and over again. Her ass jiggled with each thrust, and the sound of his hips slapping against her skin was music to his ears.

"Harder," Inko begged, pushing back against him. "I want to feel all of you."

With a feral growl, Soren complied, his movements growing more forceful. Inko's moans grew louder, filling the small bathroom as she approached the brink of ecstasy once more. And when she finally fell over that edge, her body convulsed around his cock, her walls milking him for all he was worth.

Soren let out a roar as he came for the second time, his seed spurting into her with an intensity that made them both tremble. He held her there, his cock buried deep, their bodies joined as one, until the last waves of pleasure had passed and reality began to seep back in.

They stood there for a moment, panting and spent, before Soren withdrew and stepped back. Inko turned to face him, her eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction and something else—something that made Soren's cock twitch with the promise of future encounters.

Their secret, for now, was safe. But the hunger inside of him had only grown, and he knew that it would not be long before he needed to feed it again.

After the two took a bath together, the air between them was thick with unspoken tension. Inko, her cheeks flushed, turned to Soren with a nervous glance. 

"Soren," she began, her voice trembling slightly.

"what happened in the bathroom... you have to promise me you won't tell anyone. It has to stay a secret, okay?"

Soren tilted his head, his wide, innocent eyes blinking slowly as if he didn't fully grasp the weight of her words. 

"A secret?" he echoed, his voice soft and childlike.

"But why, aunt Inko? Was it something bad?"

Inko hesitated, her fingers fidgeting as she struggled to find the right words. 

"No, it's not bad... but it's private. Just between us. Promise me, Soren."

Soren's lips curled into a small, almost angelic smile, but beneath that facade, his mind churned with darker thoughts.

'How adorable she is when she's flustered,' he thought, a twisted satisfaction bubbling within him. 

"Okay, I promise," he said sweetly, his tone dripping with feigned innocence. 

"But... only if you give me a kiss."

Inko's eyes widened, and she took a step back, her face turning even redder.

"W-what? Soren, that's not—"

"Please?" he interrupted, his voice taking on a pleading, childlike tone. He clasped his hands together, his eyes wide and shimmering with faux vulnerability. 

"Just one little kiss. Then I'll keep your secret forever."

Inko bit her lip, torn between her embarrassment and the need to ensure his silence. Finally, she sighed, giving in.

"Fine... just one. But that's it."

Soren's innocent smile widened, though his mind raced with darker intentions. As Inko leaned in, her lips trembling slightly, he met her halfway. 

The kiss started soft and hesitant, but Soren, ever the manipulator, deepened it just enough to make her gasp. His hand gently cupped her cheek, his touch deceptively tender, while inwardly, he reveled in the way she squirmed under his control.

When they finally pulled apart, Inko looked away, her breath uneven. 

"There... happy now?" she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper.

Soren nodded, his expression the picture of pure innocence. 

"Very happy," he said, his voice sweet and light. But as Inko turned to leave, his eyes followed her with a predatory gleam, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips.

'Oh, Inko,' he thought, his mind swirling with lecherous fantasies. 

'If only you knew just how much I enjoy our little secrets.'