Chapter 37: Warming Her Cold Core…

Akira slammed forward in one long, brutal thrust, burying himself balls-deep in her tight, warming pussy.

The initial penetration hit like plunging into liquid nitrogen. A sharp, intense cold gripped his cock, making it feel numb and then burn in equal measure. Every inch of her frozen walls squeezed his length so tight he thought he would cum that instant.

Pain shot through his groin, so intense that his vision blurred and his balls throbbed.

“Fuck!” Akira growled, but he didn’t pull out.

He channelled his essence from his body, willing it all to flow into a single direction… his cock.

’This pain was the price for breaking her completely… for the massive reward waiting,’ he said to himself.

He held still for a heartbeat, letting the essence flood him, turning the freeze into a twisted thrill that made his cock throb harder inside her.

Shirayuki screamed, her eyes rolling back until only whites showed, her body arching off the floor like she’d been electrocuted. “Master… it’s too hot… burning me alive!”

[ESSENCE SIPHON – INVERT ACTIVATED]

[PUSHING RAW ESSENCE – TARGET: CORE]

The process activated automatically as he started to pull out and slam back inside her fleshy tunnel.

Instead of pulling power from her, the energy flow went the other way, pushing a focused burst of his own raw, scorching Essence straight into her core. Heat exploded from his cock, flooding her frozen womb like molten lava poured into ice.

She thrashed under him, nails scraping the floor, tits bouncing wildly as her pussy spasmed. “Ahhh… yes… no… it’s melting everything!”

The extremely cold shock and the intense heat hit her all at once. It was an overwhelming feeling. Hundreds of years of old frost inside her cracked and melted.

Her inner walls shook hard around him, changing from a frozen, numb feeling to a smooth, warm softness that sucked his length in.

[ESSENCE TRANSFER SUCCESSFUL: INTERNAL TEMPERATURE RISING]

Akira started moving with aggressive strokes that slammed deep inside her wet hole.

Each thrust pushed more hot Essence into her, her pussy clenching greedily around his cock, juices now steaming as they squirted around his shaft and dripped down his balls.

The mix of feelings was intense for him: the cold fading into burning pleasure as her insides squeezed every part of him. The minty feeling changed to a hot grip that milked him, squeezing him from end to end like she needed to completely drain him.

“Faster, Master—deeper!” Shirayuki begged with a desperate whine as she wrapped her legs around his waist, heels digging into his ass to pull him in harder.

“Your heat… it’s filling me, stretching my cold cunt wide—please, don’t stop!”

He grabbed her thighs roughly, spreading them wider to give himself better leverage, pounding harder until his cock bottomed out every time.

His heavy balls slapped wetly against her ass with each thrust, the sound echoing through the chamber.

Her pussy was so wet around his cock. The muscles inside were twitching and moving, making the temperature rise until she felt almost human-hot inside. It was slick, tight, and soft, pulling him back in whenever he tried to move out.

“Take it,” he snarled through gritted teeth, one hand slapping her bouncing tit hard enough to leave a red mark, then pinching the nipple between his fingers and twisting until she arched higher. “Feel my cock claiming every inch of you.”

“Yes, Master… breed me… fill my hole!” Shirayuki cried out as she moved her hips to meet his thrusts. Her swollen clit rubbed against his pelvis with every bump, sending thrills through both of them that made her walls spasm tighter.

But she wasn’t there yet. Her body shook right at the edge, but it seemed like the climax wasn’t hitting yet. Akira sensed this, so he pulled out with a wet pop sound that made her whine in protest.

He flipped her over roughly onto her hands and knees, positioning her ass high in the air. The hole where his cock was seconds ago was pulsing, begging to be filled again. “Not done yet,” he growled, lining up his cock at her entrance again and slamming back in from behind.

The new angle let him hit even deeper, his hands gripping her hips to yank her back onto him with every punishing thrust.

Akira felt the tip of his cock punch past the tightest ring of muscle, finding a spot that was still unnaturally cold. He instantly focused his power, turning his thrusts into concentrated beams of heat aimed at that precise point.

“There it is,” he snarled, grinding his hips, forcing the heat deep into her.

Shirayuki cried out, a sound that was less pleasure and more pure, agonising shock. “M-Master! The core! You’re breaking it! Ahhh!”

He gripped her hips tightly, one hand sliding down to slap her mound, the other grabbing her waist to anchor her.

He began a slow, grinding stroke, pulling out just enough to keep the tension, then driving back in with a punishing rhythm that sent ripples across her pale blue skin.

“That’s where you tried to drain me,” Akira growled, his breath hot against the back of her neck. “That’s where I claim you. Open for me, Shirayuki. Open and melt!”

Her body was a mess of desperate, shuddering need. Tears mixed with cold sweat on her cheeks. She was bucking and scraping her knees on the floor, trying to meet the brutal thrust of his cock as her inner temperature rose.

The pussy walls were slick and steaming, no longer feeling like ice but like a tight, hot bath around him.

[ESSENCE CORE INTEGRITY: 90% DEGRADED]

[WARMING PROTOCOL CRITICAL: READY FOR FINAL BONDING]

The system’s notification was like a shot of adrenaline, but it also triggered a catastrophic response in his own body.

The continuous friction of her fleshy tunnel trying to milk his cock, the sound of her moans, and the feel of her melting core sent a spike of white-hot pleasure through him.

His balls throbbed violently. He was going to cum, but he had to hold.

’Not yet. She goes first. I own her climax.’

He slowed his pace abruptly, changing from punishing slams to agonisingly slow, deep stretches.

“No, Master! Don’t stop! Please, you can’t stop! I need the heat!” Shirayuki begged, twisting her neck to look back at him. Her eyes were wide with frantic, unfulfilled desire.

But Akira ignored her plea, pulling almost completely out, letting her insides collapse around his tip, then inching back in centimetre by centimetre, stretching her open.

“Beg harder,” he commanded, and slid one finger into her tight asshole, pressing deep against the wall separating the two holes.

Shira shrieked, her back bowing impossibly high. The internal pressure and dual penetration were too much.

“I’m yours! I’m yours, Master! Please, hurt me! FUCK ME TO PIECES!”

Akira reversed their position instantly. He scooped her up and flipped her, settling back onto the floor of the throne room. Shirayuki landed straddling his hips, his thick, rock-hard cock still buried deep inside her.

He held her waist firmly. “Look at me, Shirayuki. Take control.”

He pushed her hips up and down once, gently, showing her the motion. The cold succubus was now in cowgirl position, completely naked, exposed, and dictating the pace of the act she so desperately craved.

She looked down at him, biting her lower lip to hold back a moan. Then, her body moved on its own, and she started to ride.

Slowly at first, then faster, Shirayuki began to move.

She moved her hips in tight, desperate circles, pushing his cock deep, rotating it, and grinding her wet, hot slit down the length of his shaft. The internal friction was immediate and intense. Her thick thighs wrapped around his waist, pulling his cock in like a clamp.

The sound of wet, tearing suction and flesh smacking flesh echoed off the icy walls of the chamber.

The pace accelerated.

She was no longer controlled; she was possessed. She leaned forward, placing her hands on his chest, her hair falling like a white cascade over his shoulders. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open in a silent scream. Every muscle in her body was tight, waiting for the break.

Akira watched her, his own climax threatening to overwhelm him with every single, perfect squeeze of her pussy walls. He clenched his jaw, his muscles screaming. Not yet.

He reached up, grabbed her heavy, bouncing breasts, and squeezed hard. “Cum for me, Shira! Cum!”

That was the trigger.

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