Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System

Noah kept pounding Shadeva's mouth with merciless precision, each thrust causing her throat to stretch in new, obscene ways as the room started to echo with wet, gagged sounds, ragged breaths, and moans of pure pleasure that made the very air tremble with the weight of lust, with bestiality and horniness beyond measure.

Shadeva's pussy couldn't stop leaking—no, at this point, it was gushing like an open faucet, as if her body had decided to surrender completely to the role of the devoured, and truly, she was enjoying this a little too much I think.

Her beautiful shadowy black eyes having long rolled into the back of her head in pure ecstasy as her hands clenched the bedsheets tightly, so tightly in fact that her knuckles had turned white, not to stop him, no, but rather to stop herself from pushing him deeper into her throat like a possessed woman.

And it's only then, right there, in the middle of her being skull-fucked into bliss, that she finally understood why the other girls, those gentle things, liked to be fucked so mercilessly by Noah, why even the soft-spoken Sophie who once only whispered now moaned shamelessly for more.

Because truly, they didn't want love, they didn't want affection, they didn't even want to be treated gently…

They wanted to be fucked.

Granted, sometimes Noah changed the rhythm, sometimes he made love to them instead of ravaging them, and that too was beautiful in its own twisted way, a side of him that felt rare and intimate and mesmerizing.

But for Shadeva, for her first time, she didn't want slow or soft, she didn't want gentle hands or warm kisses.

She wanted to be ruined, she wanted to be wrecked, she wanted to be devoured whole and spat out as cum-soaked pulp, and honestly…

'I-Incredible… more, more!' her mind screamed as her body kept begging, her pussy kept dripping, and her throat kept opening wider and wider for him.

"You like this, don't you?" Noah asked suddenly, his voice low and soaked in sin, as he thrust one last time deep into her throat and stayed there, not pulling out, his cock pressing against the very end of her throat and twitching like it was trying to speak to her from inside her fucking chest.

And that was all it took.

Shadeva's body trembled and came again, her legs twitching violently as more juice sprayed from between her thighs, her moans gagged by the very dick causing them, and saliva now pouring from her mouth like a river as Noah didn't move, didn't pull back, just stayed there like a king who knew the throne belonged to him.

Her vision blurred, but she managed to focus her eyes, and what she saw was Noah—above her, powerful, calm, looking down at her with eyes full of wicked love and raw amusement, and Shadeva felt something explode inside her again.

"I-I love it…" she managed to say, barely, while still having his cock inside her mouth, and Noah, hearing that, smiled even more….because fuck, that was hot.

And then he thrust deep one more time before groaning, his head thrown back as he came with force and power,

"Ahhh…!!"

He moaned, thick white seed flooding her throat in waves, painting everything inside white, hot, and sticky until Shadeva felt like her entire body was being marked from the inside out.

When he finally pulled out, cum mixed with her spit dripped down her chin, down her chest, but Shadeva didn't care.

Instead, she licked it slowly and sensually with her tongue, as if tasting a holy blessing, without shame, without hesitation.

After that, Shadeva rose from her laying position and sat face to face with Noah, whose dick was still up, still hard, still soaked in their mess and pointing directly at her like a divine weapon demanding worship.

And Shadeva, too, was a sight to behold, sitting with her legs wide open, her pink, pulsing pussy fully exposed and twitching with every heartbeat, drenched and dripping in her own arousal, as if screaming for Noah to fill her completely and never stop.

The sight… was truly something that not even the dirtiest poets of lust could describe with justice.

Both of them were panting, their eyes locked, their bodies burning, their instincts screaming to just give in and fuck each other senseless—but the game… the game wasn't over yet, was it?

If Noah won one more round, it would be three, and the game would end, victory sealed.

But if Shadeva won this one… it would continue, one more round, one more delay before the inevitable.

And for the third round…

"The first to make the other moan wins," Shadeva declared, her voice low, dark, dripping with challenge and lust.

Noah nodded, confident as always, smirking like the bastard he was.

But the same way he had surprised her earlier, Shadeva struck first.

The moment he agreed, she was already on her knees, devouring his cock whole in one smooth, devastating motion, her tongue coiled tightly around it like a snake worshiping a god, and—

"Ohhh fuck!!!" Noah moaned immediately, his head thrown back, his hands grabbing the sheets as pleasure shot through his spine like lightning, his eyes closing as Shadeva cleaned his cock like a starving whore who had just found her heaven.

She pulled back, lips smeared in precum, "One for Shadeva," she whispered, licking the corner of her mouth, her eyes glowing with wicked pride.

Noah exhaled, smiling faintly.

"Nice one," he admitted, voice hoarse.

Shadeva grinned.

"As the loser, I want you to do the same thing you made me do," she said firmly, dominance flashing in her eyes. "Lay on your back and pull out your tongue for me."

And Noah, curious and strangely amused, obeyed.

He lay down.

He stuck out his tongue.

A strange sight, maybe, for the man who usually dominated every room he walked in—but that's what women can do to you, huh?

So be careful, folks!

But we don't care about that right now.

What we care about… is the next scene.

Shadeva mounted him slowly, crawling over him like a shadow beast in heat, her dripping, trembling pussy hovering just above his face, her breath unsteady, and then—

She slammed her pussy down on his mouth with zero hesitation.

"OHHHH!!!" she cried out, her voice echoing like a scream of the damned as Noah's tongue pierced into her wet, soft folds with brutal precision, her whole body jolting forward as she gripped his head tightly with both hands, holding him there as if she wanted to drown him in her sex.

Her breathing turned ragged as her hips began to move, back and forth, back and forth, grinding her pussy on Noah's face like a woman possessed, her juices flooding his mouth with every stroke, wet squelches and obscene sounds filling the room like music played in a brothel run by demons.

Noah's dick was now something else entirely.

So hard. So veiny. So enraged.

It twitched like a beast about to break free, the veins swelling like rivers about to explode, the tip glistening with anticipation, begging for release.

But he didn't stop licking.

And Shadeva didn't stop riding his face.

She was feral now, truly, her hands locked around his head like a crown, her lips trembling, her body spasming as she bit her lip, eyes shut tight, her soul somewhere between heaven and hell, and whatever place it was—it felt too good to stop.

And then…

Then it hit.

Her orgasm exploded.

Her hips slammed down one last time as her body convulsed violently, and her cum flooded Noah's face like a tidal wave, soaking everything, marking him completely.

"Ahh… ahhh… ahhh…" she panted, her chest rising and falling like a storm as she looked down at Noah, whose face was now drenched, absolutely drenched in her cum.

That sight…

It made her shiver.

It made her want to do it all again.

She leaned forward slowly, eyes half-lidded, lips trembling, her face now inches from his as she whispered,

"How did you like it…?"

And Noah smiled.

"You can keep sitting on my face, my lady," he replied, voice rough, eyes gleaming.

Shadeva smiled even more.

She loved that he didn't mind it. Because too many men only wanted to be dominant, only wanted control, only wanted power—but Noah? Noah didn't care about any of that.

She smiled, then slowly, gently, lovingly started licking his face, cleaning him with her tongue, savoring her own taste, tasting their sin together.

And when she was done—

"I can't wait anymore… fuck me, Noah," she whispered, eyes locked to his, hand gripping his cock tightly. "My pussy, my ass, everywhere… just fuck me until I can't stand anymore."

Noah smiled.

"Then on your knees and ass up," he said, voice calm and terrifyingly firm.

"I'll make both your pussy and your ass scream tonight."

—End of Chapter 285—