Demonic Witches Harem: Having Descendants Make Me Overpowered!

Reene didn't know why—she couldn't even remember when the thoughts began—but right now, the only thing on her mind was sex.

Raw, overwhelming desire clouded everything. Her husband, her child… they faded into nothing.

Shame flickered somewhere deep inside her, but it was buried under layers of heat, lust, and desperation.

She just needed it. Needed to be filled. Needed to feel alive.

Claude watched her with a smirk, the power of his aphrodisiac burning hot in her veins. The strength of her arousal was intense—almost terrifying—but that only made his grin widen.

More importantly, his revenge was almost complete. Enzo would witness all of this—every shameless movement, every broken moan—broadcast live. Let him squirm.

Claude laid back against the pillows, stretching as he commanded, "Why don't you ride me, Reene?"

She nodded wordlessly, eyes glassy with need, crawling over his body. Her thighs trembled as she straddled him, her glistening pussy hovering just above his cock.

Every nerve in her body screamed for him—aching to be filled, used with that thick, hard cock.

With trembling hands, she reached down, trying to line herself up.

Her body was impatient, soaked with desire, mind spinning with lustful fantasies. The idea of being stretched, claimed—ruined—was driving her insane.

"I need it… I can't wait…" she whispered breathlessly, lowering herself slowly.

The swollen head of Claude's cock pressed against her soaked entrance, and Reene gasped at the heat of it.

"Nghh~" she bite her lips, feeling her pussy being stretched was amazing.

Slowly she sank down. Inch by inch, his thickness spread her open, stretching her around him.

"Ahhh—!" she cried, her head falling back as the sensation overwhelmed her.

Claude groaned beneath her. "That's it," he murmured, voice low and dark. "Take it all in. Feel how deep I am inside you, Reene."

"And forget about your husband or daughter, tonight your only purpose is to satisfy me."

She rocked her hips, adjusting to the thick length inside her. It felt unreal—every movement sparked jolts of pleasure that tightened her core.

Her mind was a haze. Somewhere, faint and far away, her name echoed in a child's voice. A blurry image of her family. But she blinked it away, tears rising and falling just as quickly.

Right now, nothing else mattered.

"Aaahhh!!! Ngghhh!!!" she moaned high.

I shouldn't… I shouldn't feel like this…" she whimpered, voice trembling. "But… I can't stop."

Claude reached up and cupped her breast, teasing her nipple with his thumb. "Because you don't want to stop," he said, squeezing gently. "Your body's honest, Reene. It's crying out for more."

Her hips began to move instinctively, sliding up and down his cock with a hungry, frantic rhythm. Wet sounds filled the room, mixed with her breathless moans and the faint slap of skin against skin.

She rode him harder, lost in the raw pleasure of it, her mouth open, eyes glassy.

"OHHH!!! MNNHH!!! ITS SO GOODD!!!"

She leaned forward, resting her hands on his chest, her long pink hair cascading over her shoulders as her pace quickened.

Claude's cock hit deeper now, grinding against her walls and making her see stars.

Her pussy was warm and tight on his cock, it felt amazing, especially knowing that Enzo watched, that soulless man watching his wife being fucked.

"Hhhnng..." She bit her lip, trying to hold back her voice, but it spilled out anyway in soft cries and desperate whimpers.

Claude grabbed her hips, guiding her with a strength that made her feel small, helpless—and safe in a terrifying way.

"Faster," he growled, "don't hold back. Fuck me like you mean it."

His words set her off. She bounced harder on his cock, thighs slapping against his, her body trembling from the force of her need.

She was soaked, dripping, her juices coating his shaft as she chased the edge of her climax.

"I'M GONNA CUM!" she cried, eyes rolling back. "CLAUDE—CLAUDE, I—!"

He reached up and pinched her nipple, sending a jolt through her body. "Scream my name when you do. Let Enzo hear what he lost."

That name.

It cut through her haze for a moment—Enzo. Her husband. Her child. Her life before all this.

But then Claude bucked his hips up into her, deep and rough, and the thought was swallowed by a wave of pleasure so strong she shattered.

"CLAUDE!! AAAHHH!!"

Her body seized, pussy clenching tight around him, trying to milk him dry. Her cum gushed with release as her scream echoed around the room.

Her vision blurred, her body limp as she collapsed onto his chest, panting, trembling, spent.

Claude stroked her back slowly, satisfied. "You came like a whore for me," he whispered in her ear, grinning. "And he saw every second."

Claude smirked—it wasn't over yet.

As Reene's trembling body collapsed onto him, he shifted, sitting up behind her. She barely had time to breathe before his hands gripped her breasts, kneading them possessively. He pinched one of her nipples hard, making her gasp.

"Tell me," he whispered into her ear, his voice like silk laced with poison. "Which feels better? Your husband… or my cock?"

Reene's eyes widened in shock. Her mouth opened, but no words came out. Shame flickered across her face, but her silence only made Claude grin wider.

He didn't wait for an answer.

In one swift motion, he lifted her by the hips and impaled her onto his cock again, her slick folds welcoming him despite her trembling state. Her entire body jolted.

"A-AHHH! H-HNGG—CLAUDE!" she screamed, hands clawing at her back as her hypersensitive pussy clenched around him.

"I just… I just came… please—!" she gasped, voice high and broken as her body trembled uncontrollably.

Every thrust sent shockwaves through her, her nerves raw and overwhelmed.

But Claude showed no mercy. His hands gripped her waist tightly, dragging her down each time he drove up to her.

Her juices coated his shaft, making every movement smoother, wetter—and louder.

"Too sensitive?" he growled, groaning as her tightness pulsed around him. "Then cum again. You're not done until I say so."

"NGGHH!!! AHHH!!! IT FELT TOO GOODD!!!"

Her back arched as another moan tore from her lips. Tears formed at the corners of her eyes—not from pain, but the unbearable pleasure that curled through her core like fire.

"I CAN'T!!! CLAUDEE!!! OHHH!!"

He kept pounding into her, relentlessly. The bed creaked beneath them, her thighs slapping against his as her slick dripped down between them.

Reene bit her lip hard, trying to muffle her cries, but it was useless.

Her body betrayed her at every turn—her nipples stiffened under his touch, her pussy clenched tighter with each thrust, and her breath hitched into frantic, ragged moans.

Claude leaned forward, lips brushing her ear again. "You love this," he whispered. "Your body's addicted. Say it."

Her eyes were rolling back, her tongue slightly out as her body started to slump forward. Her moans were high and broken, nearly silent from how many times she'd already reached the edge.

"AHHHH!!! IM GONNA CUM AGAINN!! CUMINGGG!!!" Her body convulsed for another orgasm, the cum splattered to the sheet, to their body.

Claude groaned, overwhelmed by the heat and tightness wrapped around him. The way she clenched around his cock—relentless, greedy—it was unreal.

He leaned in, pressing kisses along her shoulder before biting lightly. "You love it," he whispered against her skin. "Admit it. You fucking love the way I ruin you."

"Y-Yes... I love it!"

Her head bobbed weakly, and she cried out when he thrust up again—hard, deep—making her slick drip down both their thighs, soaking the sheets beneath them.

Claude's breath grew ragged. She was grinding against him without even realizing it, her soaked pussy milking him for more. It was driving him insane. He was close.

He pushed her down onto the bed, their fingers laced tightly together. She could only moan in response as he continued to piston into her, deep and relentless, whispering filth into her ear.

"Say it, Reene. Say you love my cock more than your husband's."

Then he slammed into her, cock stroking her G-spot so perfectly that her entire body arched, her walls clamping down on him.

"GGGHH!! NNGGHH!! YOUR COCK'S SO MUCH BETTER!! BETTER THAN MY HUSBAND'S!!" she screamed, her voice hoarse as another climax tore through her.

Claude smirked, eyes blazing with triumph. He plunged deep again, hitting that secret place no one else had ever reached.

Her pussy was unbearably good, squeezing him like it was trying to drag every last drop out of him.

"Fuck… I'm gonna cum," he growled.

One final thrust—buried to the hilt—and he came hard, spilling deep inside her. Reene's mouth opened in a silent scream before her body finally went limp, fainting from the overwhelming ecstasy.

Claude smiled in satisfaction as Keira—still in her small feline form—appeared nearby, her eyes gleaming like a living camera lens.

"So, how was that?" he asked, chest heaving.

Keira shook her head, tail flicking. "Humans and their mating rituals never cease to amaze me. Anyway, your little show worked—he's like a broken doll now. You have to see his face."

"Let's go then, let's see how my father doing."