Strongest Superhuman System

Chapter 565: I Can’t Change Back (+18)

Finally, after a few minutes, Mark grunted and fell on top of Arit with a calm sigh as he came down from his orgasmic high. Arit was breathing heavily as if she had just run a marathon, and she put her hand on Mark’s head and ran it through his hair gently as she tried to catch her breath.

Mark stayed like this for only a few seconds before Arit felt him getting hard inside her again. She swallowed in slight fear as Mark rose off the bed and looked down at her. Arit was still breathing heavily, trying to regain some strength, but from the look in Mark’s eyes, Arit knew that Mark wasn’t even close to being tired yet! He was still more than ready to keep going!@@@@

"Are you tired?"

Mark asked this question gently as he looked down at Arit, and Arit shook her head and tried to tell him that she wasn’t. But the way she was breathing heavily showed that she wasn’t telling the full truth. Mark raised a brow, and Arit blushed under his scrutiny before speaking up.

"I-I can keep going. I know you’re not satisfied yet, so there’s no way I’m going to stop you."

The grin that appeared on Mark’s face after Arit said this would have scared anyone else half to death, and even Arit felt her heart rate picking up as she saw Mark’s sinister reaction! Mark leaned down and kissed Arit gently, and Arit moaned into the kiss before she suddenly found herself being flipped over to her hands and knees!

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Mark held onto Arit’s waist, and Arit pushed herself back, positioning her ass in the perfect place so that Mark’s dick would align with her!

Arit tightened her hand against the bedsheet as she felt Mark penetrating her slowly, and a low moan escaped from her mouth as she slowly lowered her head to the bed until she was biting the bedsheet tight! Mark went slowly, making Arit feel every single inch as he penetrated her until, finally, Mark thrust forward and slammed into Arit all the way to the hilt!

BAM!

"Oh my god!"

Arit screamed, feeling a tremor travel through her body as she immediately orgasmed. Arit couldn’t believe only this much was enough to make her cum! Was she really going to survive this!? If Mark kept going at this pace, Arit was sure she would pass out soon!

Arit held on tight to the bed and hoped for strength as Mark began to move, and at this moment, a small part of Arit wished that Luna had come with them to this other world.

Arit was worried about this and asked Mark if she would be in the queen form forever, but Mark just told her that it was probably something the gods did for the duration of the game. It was most likely so that she would fit in better with the demons, the same reason why Mark was made to look like a pale undead.

Arit let her hair fall down one shoulder and looked herself over in the mirror. The dress hugged her curves perfectly and pooled at her feet, creating a sort of waterfall effect that gave her even more allure. It was beautiful.

"I love it, Mark. You wear joggers and a singlet at every opportunity you get, so I didn’t think you’d know anything about women’s fashion, but I guess you do have a fashion sense after all."

"Hey, don’t diss the joggers. They’re perfect for every situation."

Mark spoke like a man who had been through life multiple times and seen everything that the world could offer at that moment. The joggers were the perfect blend of casual and semi-formal, giving Mark enough decency to go to any place without feeling under or overdressed while allowing him the freedom to move unhindered in the middle of a battle no matter when it starts!

Dissing the joggers was blasphemy to him!

Arit nodded sagely once she heard all this. After being with Mark for so long, Arit knew more than anyone else just how much Mark loved his black joggers! A small smile threatened to burst out on her face, but she fought it back by sheer force of will.

"Of course they are. They make you look very handsome."

Arit finally couldn’t stop herself from laughing, and Mark chuckled as he wrapped his hand around Arit’s waist and pressed his face into the curve of her neck, breathing in her scent gently. Mark felt grateful to Freya at this moment.

If Mark had come here without any allies, Mark knew that he would have been a lot more wary of everything happening around him, but with Arit here, Mark felt that even though he was still wary, he could relax in moments like these. The war was to be fought, but when they were alone, they could just be themselves.

Arit put a hand on Mark’s head and gently caressed his soft hair, making Mark hum against her skin in a way that sent shivers down her spine.

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