Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives Chapter 1016 1016: “Delicious”

Villain Ch 1016. "Delicious"

Allen's breath ca in sharp, shallow bursts. He could feel his control slipping, his body betraying him as the pleasure built to an almost unbearable peak. His hands moved with urgency, slipping beneath Jane's lingerie. The soft fabric gave way to her curves, and he couldn't help but groan softly into her mouth as he deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping over hers.

"Ah…" Jane moaned into the kiss, her body arching into his touch, inviting him to explore further. She was a tangle of need and want. Yet, despite the intensity, there was a playful glint in her eyes, a teasing challenge that seed to say, 'I dare you to break .'

She was enjoying this ga, and she wasn't about to make it easy for him. Allen realized that the love chocolate's effect was only amplifying her boldness, making her even more daring, more willing to push boundaries. He could see it in the way she moved against him, in the way her hands road over his chest, her nails scraping lightly against his skin.

Allen's resolve hardened. If Jane wanted to play this ga, he was more than willing to play along. But he was determined to co out on top. His hands moved, sliding down her back, gripping her hips firmly as he pressed her against him. "You think you can tease like this and get away with it?" he growled against her lips, his voice rough with desire.

Jane's only response was a soft giggle, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure. "Maybe I want to see you lose control," she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. Her hips moved against him, a slow, deliberate grind that had him biting back a groan. "Maybe I want to see you beg."

Allen's eyes flashed with a mixture of amusent and challenge. "Beg?" he repeated, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. "You think you can make beg?"

Jane's smile widened, her confidence growing with every passing second. "I think I already am," she said, her voice a seductive purr. She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his ear. "I think you want so bad it's driving you crazy."

Allen chuckled. "You've got guts, I'll give you that," he said, his hands tightening on her hips, pulling her closer, pressing her against his throbbing arousal. "But you're forgetting one thing."

Jane arched a brow, her expression curious. "Oh? And what's that?"

Allen's grin widened, his eyes darkening with intent. "I don't lose," he said simply.

With a swift movent, he flipped their positions, pinning her beneath him on the couch. His hands moved to her wrists, holding them firmly above her head as he looked down at her, his expression a mix of desire and dominance. "You wanted to play, Jane," he murmured, his voice a low, dangerous whisper. "So let's play."

Jane's breath caught in her throat, her heart racing as she looked up at him. There was a spark of fear there, yes, but it was tempered with excitent, with anticipation. And she loved it. She loved the way he looked at her, the way he touched her, the way he made her feel.

"Do your worst," she whispered, her voice trembling with a mixture of fear and desire.

Allen's smirk widened. "Oh, I intend to," he said.

He dipped his head, his lips capturing hers in a fierce, demanding kiss. His hands moved with a ruthless efficiency, tugging at her lingerie and peeling it away.

Jane gasped into his mouth, her body arching up to et his, her hands clenched into fists above her head. She could feel the cool air against her skin and his body pressing against hers.

Allen's hands moved lower, sliding down her sides, his fingers brushing over the curve of her waist, the dip of her hips. He could feel her trembling beneath him, could hear the soft, breathy moans escaping her lips, and it only fueled his desire. He wanted to make her feel everything, to make her scream his na, to make her understand that she was his.

He shifted his position, his hands gripping her thighs, spreading them apart as he settled between her legs. Jane's breath hitched, her eyes widening as she felt the heat of him against her. "Allen…" she breathed, her voice a mix of fear and excitent.

Allen's grin was predatory as he looked down at her, his eyes filled with a dark, hungry desire. "You wanted this," he said, his voice a low growl. "Now you're going to get it."

He leaned in, his lips trailing down her neck, his tongue flicking out to taste her skin.

Jane moaned, her body arching up to et his. She wanted more, needed more, and she wasn't about to let him stop.

"Please…" she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Allen's hands moved lower, his fingers brushing over the slick heat of her core. He could feel her wetness, could feel the way her body was trembling with need, and it only spurred him on. "What do you want, Jane?" he asked, his voice a low, teasing whisper.

Jane's breath ca in quick, shallow gasps, her body aching with need. "I want you---," she confessed, her voice shaky but sincere. But just as Allen thought he was in control, she suddenly flipped their positions with a surprising burst of strength, her smirk widening as she straddled him. "To beg …" Her confidence and boldness caught him off guard.

Jane leaned down, her lips brushing against his cheek, then moving slowly to his ear. She licked a teasing path along his skin, her breath hot against his ear. "I want sothing 'delicious' from you," she whispered, her voice filled with a playful seductiveness.

That word—'delicious'—was the signal. The one they had planned. And just like that, the girls, who had been watching, sprang into action. They moved swiftly, surrounding him, their hands reaching out to pin him down with surprising coordination.