Gabriella's body ignited the instant the pink mist seeped into her lungs through their locked lips. A wave of molten heat surged from her core, spreading like wildfire through her veins. Her skin flushed hot, nipples hardening painfully against the thin fabric of her burgundy blazer dress, thighs clenching involuntarily as slick arousal pooled between her legs.
The Lust and Sex Pheromone worked mercilessly—every nerve ending screamed for Henry, for his touch, his dominance, his cock filling her until she couldn't think straight.She moaned into his mouth, the sound desperate and needy, her tongue tangling hungrily with his.
Her hands roamed greedily over his bare, still-damp chest—fingers tracing the ridges of his sculpted abs, nails scraping lightly down to the deep V that disappeared into his boxers.
The wet fabric clung to his thick bulge, outlining every inch of his hardening length.
She could feel him throbbing against her stomach, massive and insistent.
Henry broke the kiss with a low growl, his blue eyes darkened with raw hunger. "Gabriella... look at me." She obeyed instantly, pupils blown wide, chest heaving.
The pink hearts in her eyes pulsed brighter under the Charm of Adonis, but now the pheromone had turned devotion into feral lust."You're mine now," he murmured, voice rough velvet. "Say it.""Yours... all yours, Henry," she whimpered, voice trembling. "Please... I need you. I can't—it's too much. Fuck me. Please fuck me."
He didn't make her beg twice.
In one fluid motion, Henry scooped her up bridal-style, her legs wrapping instinctively around his waist. The gold hardware on her blazer dress jingled softly as he carried her toward the master bedroom suite adjacent to the pool area. The penthouse lights dimmed automatically at his silent command to the system, casting the room in warm, intimate amber glow.
He laid her gently on the massive king bed—silk sheets cool against her overheated skin—but there was nothing gentle about what came next.
Henry's hands were everywhere. He peeled the burgundy blazer dress from her shoulders in one slow, deliberate pull, exposing the deep plunge of her cleavage. The fabric slid down her arms, pooling at her waist. No bra—only a lacy black thong underneath. Her full breasts spilled free, heavy and perfect, nipples dark and pebbled.
"Fuck, you're beautiful," he breathed, palming one breast roughly while his mouth descended on the other. He sucked hard, tongue flicking the sensitive peak, teeth grazing just enough to make her arch off the bed with a cry."
Henry—oh God—yes!"
His free hand shoved the dress the rest of the way down her hips, ripping the thong aside without bothering to remove it fully. Fingers found her soaked folds instantly—sliding through slick heat, circling her swollen clit with expert pressure. She bucked against his hand, hips grinding shamelessly.
"So wet for me already," he growled against her skin. "This pussy was made for me."
He plunged two thick fingers inside her without warning, curling them to hit that perfect spot. Gabriella screamed, walls clenching around the intrusion. He pumped slowly at first, then faster, thumb rubbing merciless circles on her clit while his mouth claimed hers again in a bruising kiss.
She came hard within minutes—body seizing, thighs shaking, a gush of wetness coating his hand. "Henry—I'm—coming—!"
He didn't stop. He finger-fucked her through the aftershocks, drawing out every tremor until she was a whimpering, oversensitive mess.Only then did he pull back, shedding his boxers in one motion.
His cock sprang free—thick, veined, impossibly long, the head glistening with pre-cum. Gabriella's eyes widened, mouth watering at the sight.
"Look what you do to me," he said, stroking himself slowly. "You want this inside you?""Yes—please—fuck yes—"He positioned himself between her spread thighs, rubbing the blunt head through her dripping slit, teasing her entrance.
"Beg for it properly."Gabriella's pride was gone—only raw need remained.
"Please, Henry... fuck me with that big cock. Stretch me. Fill me up. Make me yours completely. I need it—need you—now!"With a primal groan, he thrust forward in one powerful stroke, burying himself to the hilt.
Gabriella's back bowed, a strangled scream tearing from her throat as he stretched her walls to their limit.
He was so deep she felt him in her stomach—hot, throbbing, owning every inch."Fuck—so tight," he hissed, holding still for a moment to let her adjust. Her inner muscles fluttered wildly around him, milking him greedily.
Then he moved.Slow, deep rolls at first—pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in, hitting her cervix with every thrust.
The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room, mingling with her moans and his grunts."Harder—please—harder!" she begged, nails raking down his back.
Henry obliged. He hooked her legs over his shoulders, folding her in half, and pounded into her relentlessly.
The bed creaked under the force. Each thrust drove the air from her lungs, pleasure bordering on pain in the best way."You feel that?" he growled, angling to grind against her G-spot. "That's me claiming you.
No one else will ever touch this pussy again.""Yes—yours—only yours—"He reached between them, thumb finding her clit again.
She shattered a second time—walls spasming violently around his cock, milking him as she screamed his name.Henry didn't slow.
He flipped her onto her stomach, yanking her hips up so she was on all fours. One hand fisted her long dark hair, pulling her head back to expose her throat.
The other gripped her hip bruisingly as he slammed back inside from behind.The new angle let him go even deeper. Gabriella sobbed with pleasure, pushing back to meet every brutal thrust.
Her breasts bounced wildly, ass jiggling with the impact."Come again," he commanded.
"Come on my cock like a good girl."She did—explosively—body convulsing, vision whiting out. The sight pushed Henry over the edge.
With a guttural roar, he buried himself as deep as possible and came hard—hot ropes of cum flooding her womb, marking her inside and out.
Pulse after pulse until it overflowed, dripping down her thighs.They collapsed together, Henry rolling them so she lay draped across his chest.
Both panting, slick with sweat and fluids.
[ Skill Lust and Sex Pheromone deactivated. Bond strengthened. Loyalty: 100%. New Passive: Gabriella Sanchez - Devoted Secretary & First Concubine. ]
Henry kissed her forehead softly, the gentle side returning now that the storm had passed. "You're mine forever, Gabriella.
"She smiled through tear-streaked lashes, nuzzling into his neck. "Forever... my love."The penthouse was quiet again—save for their slowing breaths and the distant hum of the city below.But Henry knew this was only the beginning.
Megan Fox waited in the wings. Pepper Potts, Natasha, the others... his harem would grow.
And the multiverse would bend to him.