Chapter 130: A Satisfying Climax

Time passed, though neither of us knew for how long. Moments bled together until it felt like we’d been lost in that room for ages, our bodies tangled and slick, the mattress squeaking and dipping beneath us with every desperate motion.

Every shift of our hips, every grinding press and frantic chase for release blurred into a single, overwhelming haze of skin, breath, and the wet slap of bodies meeting again and again.

Smack—smack—smack.

[Echo (On)]

“W-What the hell is that—ah!?”

Thud—thud.

“Hah… mm—!” Evelina weakly laughed as my thrusts suddenly multiplied and echoed, each movement rebounding inside her like a chorus of overlapping shocks, her voice breaking into breathless gasps and strangled giggles as we continued our fevered movements.

The bed rocked and groaned beneath us, sheets twisted around our legs, sweat-slick skin sliding and clinging with every push. It felt like an hour had already passed, more than an hour, if I had to guess. And yet the hunger clawing at us hadn’t dulled at all.

We spent what felt like hours giving in to our lust, losing ourselves in the rhythm of it, in the raw, unfiltered need that kept dragging us back from the edge only to shove us toward it again.

My muscles burned, my lungs ached, my hips moved on instinct alone, and even I thought my body should have given out by now, left me collapsing uselessly on top of her, too wrung out to even twitch.

But magic is magic. More specifically, Evelina’s aura was the only reason we were able to keep going.

Her magic really is terrifying. Still moving inside her when I should’ve been far past empty.

“You’re still going… h-haah…” she murmured, half-amused, half-disbelieving.

“Blame your magic,” I shot back, though my voice came out rough and uneven.

[Echo (On)]

The effect lingered—every motion reverberating, overlapping in strange, intoxicating waves. It wasn’t just physical anymore. It felt like time itself was folding in on us, replaying fragments of sensation a heartbeat too late, layering one moment over another until we couldn’t tell which movement was the first and which was the echo.

Evelina shuddered.

“Turn it off… ahh…” she breathed, then immediately shook her head. “No—mm. Don’t.”

I guess it really was useful for bed…

The last of the wild, frantic fucking burned out of us, turning into something heavier. Slower. Deliberate. Every snap of our hips meant something now—not messy, not rushed, just inevitable. We both knew this was the point of no return.

Her nails dug into my shoulders, not raking now—just gripping hard like she refused to let me go.

“C-Cael… ah…” she breathed again, no teasing, no smug edge.

Just need.

I answered by moving with her instead of against her, driving into her at her pace. No spells. No tricks. No shifting. Just the raw slide of my cock inside her and the steady, dirty rhythm of two people who’d stopped pretending this was casual a long time ago.

Her breath hitched.

The mattress sagged under us as she yanked me closer, thighs clamping tight around my waist, locking me in like she’d lose it if I pulled out even an inch.

“You’re not stopping… mmh,” she whispered. Not a question.

“Neither are you… hn.”

A shiver ran through her.

The tension that had been winding us up for what felt like hours went sharp and brutal. Every thrust felt like too much. Every drag of my body against hers was hot and slick and obscene. Breathing turned into panting.

Hah—nn—hah—

She buried her face in my neck, voice cracking as she tried not to fall apart.

“Cael Arden… nn—don’t you dare slow down on me…”

I didn’t.

I pressed my forehead to hers, our breaths crashing together, chests slamming into each other in the same wrecked rhythm. Everything outside the bed disappeared—no room, no walls, no magic. Just the heavy slap of skin, the wet sound of me driving into her, and the pounding in my ears.

Just heat, sweat, and pulse.

Smack—smack—smack—

She broke first.

A sharp inhale. A strangled, bitten-off cry. Her whole body locked down around me, her cunt tightening so hard it almost hurt as she clung to me like she was falling.

“Cael—mmgh!”

That was all she managed before the rest ripped out of her in raw, helpless sounds.

Feeling her clamp around me and lose control was it. Whatever restraint I had left snapped. My hands crushed into her waist as I fucked her through those last, brutal strokes, chasing her hard instead of letting her come alone.

The tension that had been strangling the space between us for Chapters finally blew apart.

She shook against me, nails biting into my back again as her body gave in completely and dragged me down with her. Release hit hard, spilling into her as everything inside me finally let go.

For a few seconds, there was nothing but rough, shaking breaths and the crash of it finally slamming through us.

Then stillness.

Our movements fell apart into nothing. The mattress gave one last creak as we collapsed together, sweat cooling on our skin, our bodies a mess of tangled limbs and nowhere to tell where one of us ended.

Evelina stayed wrapped around me, forehead pressed to my shoulder, her breathing harsh but slowly evening out.

“…You’re ridiculous… mm,” she muttered, voice wrecked.

I let out a tired, breathless laugh. Her magic was finally starting to dwindle after hours of usage.

“Y-You started it.”

She let out a soft, breathless scoff against my shoulder.

“It was worth it…”

Her fingers traced lazy, absentminded lines across my back. She wasn’t teasing anymore—just moving idly, like she needed the contact to make sure I was still there. All the earlier tension had drained from her. What was left was warmth. Heavy. Content.

The room looked wrecked.

The sheets were twisted beyond saving, damp with sweat and streaked with drying cum. Wet patches soaked through to the mattress cover, marking exactly where we’d been. Pillows lay trampled on the floor, one of them smeared with a cloudy stain.

The air was thick and humid, heavy with the sharp, sour-salt smell of sex. Even one of the bedposts leaned at a new angle, the wood still creaking when the mattress shifted.

There was no denying it… we’d definitely gone wild over the past few hours.

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