My SuperVillain System: Building Legion of SSS-Ranked SuperHeroines
Chapter 78*- Hymen Break

Chapter 78: Chapter 78*- Hymen Break

"Mmhn..." Seleyena’s breath hitched, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst.

The crimson flush on her cheeks, combined with her teary eyes, made her alluring beyond explanation.

She dropped to her knees, her face hovering near his crotch, her lips brushing the rough fabric of his pants.

Her glasses slipped lower, fogging further as she whimpered, her trembling lips catching the zipper’s metal tab.

Her tongue flicked out instinctively, tasting the fabric, and she tugged the zipper down with her mouth, her movements awkward and hesitant.

The sound was sharp in the quiet room—

Zzzp—

His cock sprang free, thick, flushed, veiny, and impossibly hard. It slapped against her cheek with a wet smack, trailing like a hard brush over her lips.

It was massive, the head glistening with precum, the shaft throbbing as if finally set free.

Her eyes blinked, wide with disbelief. The moonlight from the window formed a shadow over her face, but her eyes were glued to the huge, thick length of him—sized the same as the length of her face.

Seleyena gasped audibly, her eyes huge, her mouth falling open in a mix of shock and awe.

"I-It’s... you’re so big..."

Her throat bobbed as she stared, mesmerized, her pupils dilated. Her fingers twitched, reaching out instinctively, but she stopped halfway, her hands hovering as she hesitated.

Her body reacted to the sight, a fresh wave of excitement surging through her, causing her to tighten her thighs to contain the feeling.

She was dripping, her body betraying her inexperience with every tremble, every clumsy movement.

Cruxius smirked, his dark eyes locking onto hers, observing her on her knees—seeing her breasts dangling, yet perky enough, not saggy, with her eyes clearly reflecting his cock in them, her face frozen in stunned arousal. His voice dripped with command.

"Eat me up, dear... like a good girl."

"Unh..." A tiny, broken moan escaped her, but her expression twisted in confused hesitation.

Before she could respond, his hands moved—large, firm, and deliberate—grabbing both of her soft, dangling breasts.

He groped them roughly, palms kneading into the pliant flesh, thumbs brushing her stiff nipples through the strained fabric of her bra.

"Ahh—C-Cruxius...!"

She gasped sharply, jolting in surprise.

He didn’t answer.

His fingers pinched and stretched her sensitive tits upward, forcing her to rise with them, her breath catching in little sobs as he tugged her body up by her breasts alone.

She whimpered, the pain sharp but sending shockwaves of heat through her.

Her chest was yanked forward, then she fell, helpless, her bare breasts landing with a jolt against his chest—her flushed skin sticking to his like glue.

But his hands didn’t leave her.

He kept pulling her tits even as she lay on him, stretching them harshly, drawing more soft cries from her trembling lips.

"Ahh—mmnhh—it hurts..." she whispered, her voice laced with pain and heat.

He finally released them, letting them bounce back to her chest.

His hand slid up, grabbing a handful of her messy hair, yanking it gently but firmly, making her wince as he guided her upward, forcing her to sit directly on top of him.

With lazy, cruel patience, he gripped her waist and adjusted her body, slowly positioning her above his cock.

His shaft was pressed between the softness of her ass cheeks, the thick length clamped tightly as she straddled him uncertainly.

Her thighs trembled, and her pussy—dripping wet and swollen—hovered just above his member.

As he shifted slightly beneath her, the head of his cock slid slowly through the valley of her ass, teasing her, rubbing against the sensitive skin between her cheeks.

"Mnnh—" she gasped again, her face red, lips parted as her slick left a trail of wetness down his cock.

Her juices fell in glistening strings, dripping along his shaft as he guided her hips lower.

The fat, red head of his cock moved downward, inching along her folds—hot, slick, and twitching—as it came to rest just under her desperate, twitching pussy.

He looked up at her, a gleam of lust and power in his eyes.

"Right here," he murmured, his voice like smoke curling through her ears. "Let’s see how much of me you can take."

She was shaking, scared, her glasses slipping down her nose as she hovered above him.

"I-I don’t know if it’ll... if I can—"

"You’ll stretch...."

His voice was calm, cruelly patient, his eyes glinting with dark amusement.

As his thumb holding her wrist rubbed against her skin, he could feel the curve of her body.

He didn’t need to hold his cock to keep it straight; it was rock-hard, unflinching, as though it was a part of his body—tight and burning. Slowly, he pushed her down while also yanking his hips forward.

He gave a disclaimer while his eye was focused on opening the shut doors with just a line for a crack in a nearly clean-shaven pussy.

"However, it’s supposed to be painful at first, but once this is over... you’ll become addicted to this pain.... I can guarantee."

Seleyena’s breath caught, her body trembling as he lowered her. The thick head of his cock pressed against her tight, virgin entrance.

She whimpered, her pussy clenching instinctively. One hand was on his chest while the other gripped his, trying to stop herself from descending, but her body was weak, unable to hold back. She let him push her down—slowly, painfully.

"AAHhh—ahh—!"

The tip forced its way in, stretching her impossibly tight walls. The burn was sharp and overwhelming.

Her legs trembled violently, her hands digging into his flesh, her nails scraping against his abdomen. She struggled like a fish out of water, trying to adjust.

Paa~aah

"!?!"

"HNGHHH—!" Her eyes widened, tears streaming down her face as her jaws clenched, feeling the sudden pain in her lower regions, struggling to fit around the thick intrusion.

Blood smeared along his shaft as her hymen tore, the crimson mixing with her slick, dripping down his cock and pooling on his pelvis.

The pain was searing, her pussy twitching around the intrusion, but the heat—the filthy, primal heat—made her head spin.

"It hurts—it huuhhrts!"

Her voice cracked, her face a mess of tears and drool, her glasses now completely fogged.

Yet to soothe her pain, Cruxius’s fingers flew to her breast, squeezing her nipple as her bra was bunched up on her lower boob. His touch was gentle, the sharp pinch a desperate distraction from the stretch.

Her walls clenched around his cock even more, every inch a battle. Her body trembled, trying to move away, struggling, but held so firmly by him that she could not escape. Her body fought to accommodate his size.

Instead, due to her own weight and nearly numb legs, her own body weight acted against her.

"...Oh." Cruxius felt it—a heavenly pressure as her softness clamped down on him, the force of her body meeting his hardness.

It made him recall all the effort it took to get here.

"You’re doing fine," Cruxius whispered, his voice a low growl, his eyes fixed on the sight of her stretched cunt, her parted vulva stretched around him, a small, bullet-like clit peeking out in front. Blood smeared around his cock.

’....Really?’ But he noticed how her body was clearly in pain just by having half of him inside her.

This made him close his eyes, as he felt if he slowed down, she would keep struggling and be in discomfort.

So, again grabbing her waist, he gave a brutal thrust of his hips, pulling her down into the same sink.

"AaaaaNnnnnnGgggghhhhhh!"