Post-Apocalyptic America: Synthetic 3D Female Protagonist.

"Cover your mouth and don't make a sound! Also, don't let Saran outside the door see you."

"I'm coming!"

Su Hui chuckled silently, stopped teasing Claire, lifted the last piece of cloth covering Claire's body that was already soaked with honey, and thrust himself inside!

Claire covered her mouth tightly, arched her body in an S-shape, and let out a silent wail.

This moment.

The calls from outside the door seemed to become the most powerful catalyst for this forbidden pleasure.

113. Domineering Conquest of Mature Angelic Women [4.6k]

Outside the door, Saran's clear and concerned voice called out, like a drop of cold water thrown into boiling oil, instantly triggering a violent reaction in the small bathroom.

Claire's body froze completely, and her usually cool blue eyes widened suddenly, filled with panic and helplessness.

She covered her mouth tightly, afraid of revealing even the slightest abnormality, and the tense muscles in her back conveyed extreme tension.

She lay prone on the cold door, able to clearly feel the presence of her dear friend outside, and even more so, the scorching heat that surged through her body, an irresistible force.

The intertwining of two completely different feelings created an extreme sense of shame and stimulation.

"Claire?"

Saran's voice rang out again, tinged with confusion and worry.

Claire turned around abruptly, her usually cool blue eyes now misty with tears, filled with pleading and panic. She looked at the man behind her with a mocking smile and shook her head silently.

However, Su Hui simply mouthed "Answer her" to her.

His actions did not stop; instead, they became more intense, each time as if punishing her for her distraction.

Claire's body trembled uncontrollably, and she could only bite her hand hard to swallow back the sob that was about to burst out of her throat.

She tried her best to control her voice, making it sound as smooth as possible.

"I...I'm here."

The voice that came out was tinged with an undeniable hoarseness and trembling.

Your voice sounds a little strange, are you feeling unwell?

Saran keenly sensed that something was wrong.

"N-nothing, it's just... I drank a bit too much and wanted to sober up."

Claire struggled to organize her thoughts as she endured Su Hui's increasingly excessive attacks.

Su Hui seemed to think that this wasn't exciting enough. He leaned down, his hot breath brushing against Claire's sensitive earlobe, his deep voice carrying a devilish allure.

Tell her you're thinking of me.

Claire's body trembled violently, her pupils contracted sharply, and she turned to look at Su Hui in disbelief, her handsome face filled with shame, indignation, and pleading.

Saran, standing outside the door, grew increasingly worried due to the prolonged silence.

“Claire, I’ve been so worried about you ever since we separated. You know, after that night, I was chased by a group of mutants and almost died…”

Saran began to recount his experiences outside the door, trying to alleviate his friend's potential discomfort through conversation.

"...Later, I met Ms. Angela, and that's when things settled down. What about you? How did you end up with...Mr. Su Hui? What kind of person is he?"

Every question Saran asked felt like a heavy hammer blow to Claire's taut nerves.

Su Hui's actions became increasingly malicious at this moment. He was no longer simply assaulting her, but using a highly skillful grinding technique to precisely tease her most sensitive nerves.

Claire felt her very soul trembling, and the string of her reason was about to snap.

"Um..."

With a sudden and violent impact, Claire could no longer hold back, and an uncontrollable, seductive moan finally escaped from between her fingers covering her mouth.

The sound was soft, yet it was enough to penetrate the thin door panel.

The conversation outside the door abruptly stopped.

A deathly silence.

A few seconds later, Sarana's voice, filled with extreme confusion and a hint of doubt, rang out again.

"Claire...you...what was that sound just now?"

Claire's cheeks were flushed red, almost as if they were about to bleed. She turned around and looked at the man behind her with a smug smile. She knew she could no longer fool him.

Embarrassment and shame welled up inside her, and she could only try her best to come up with a clumsy excuse.

"I...I'm fine! I just accidentally bumped my leg! You...you go back first, Saran, I want to be alone for a while."

Her voice sounded somewhat sharp due to shame and indignation.

Saran hesitated for a moment outside the door, but finally agreed.

"...Alright then, hurry up and come out, I'll be waiting for you by the campfire."

The sound of light footsteps could be heard, seemingly fading into the distance.

Claire's tense body finally relaxed a little, but Su Hui chuckled softly in her ear.

Su Hui's lips pressed against her earlobe, his hot breath mixed with a deep whisper, causing Claire to tense up again.

"She didn't leave, honey."

"I'm just sticking it to the door and listening."

Claire was taken aback.

Su Hui's words were like the whispers of a demon, instantly shattering Claire's last psychological defenses.

Outside the door, Saran frowned; she simply didn't believe Claire's flimsy excuse.

Driven by the instincts of an elite police officer and concern for her best friend, she did not leave. Instead, she quietly returned and carefully pressed her ear against the cold door.

The next second, she heard it.

The sound was no longer indistinct, but crystal clear.

Su Hui no longer restrained himself; he grabbed Claire's slender waist and launched a fierce, storm-like assault.

The sounds of flesh colliding with flesh rang out clearly and rhythmically, accompanied by ambiguous water sounds, echoing in the small space.

Claire's defenses began to crumble, and the sobs and gasps she had suppressed for so long could no longer be completely contained. Even though she covered her mouth tightly, the whimpering moans kept spilling out from between her fingers.

Saran's face flushed crimson, and she abruptly covered her mouth, her icy blue pupils contracting violently.

She instantly understood what was happening inside.

That man... who else could it be but Su Hui?

Listening to his best friend, Claire, who was always as resolute and cold as an iceberg, his best sister was right behind the door, making that unimaginably charming voice, Saran felt his legs go weak and a strange heat surged in his lower abdomen.

She instinctively squeezed her legs together, turned around quickly, and ran away as if fleeing.

Saran was unaware that all her subtle actions—from returning to eavesdropping by the door to her final hasty escape—had not escaped Su Hui's legendary level of perception.

Once her breath had completely faded, Su Hui maliciously leaned close to Claire's flushed ear and whispered everything that had just happened in a voice only the two of them could hear.

“Your good friend heard everything just now.”

"She's pressed against the door, listening to you crying and begging for mercy because of me, tsk tsk... I wonder what she's thinking right now?"

Verbal provocation is more intense than any physical action.

Claire's body trembled violently, and her blue eyes instantly lost focus.

"what--!"

She could no longer bear it, and in the extreme shame and pleasure, she completely collapsed into Su Hui's arms.

........

An hour later, when the two returned to the bonfire party, everything seemed to have returned to normal.

Su Hui remained as calm and collected as ever, only with a hint of languidness from having just finished eating.

Claire followed behind him, her pretty face flushed with a lingering blush, her sapphire-like eyes glistening with tears, instinctively avoiding the gaze of those around her.

Saran was sitting on a bench, absentmindedly drinking fruit wine, when she saw the two people appear, her body visibly stiffened.

Claire instinctively tried to avoid it, but Saran grabbed her arm.

The blonde policewoman pulled her friend to her side and whispered something in Claire's ear, in a voice only the two of them could hear.

Claire's cheeks visibly flushed red again, and even the roots of her ears turned an alluring pink.

As she listened, she kept shaking her head, but her eyes couldn't help but steal glances in Su Hui's direction, a mixture of shyness, resentment, and a hint of sweetness that she herself didn't even realize.

As Saran spoke, she would occasionally raise her head and secretly glance at Su Hui with a complex look that was a mixture of curiosity, shyness, and a hint of inquiry.

The crackling of the campfire gradually subsided, and the clamor of the party settled down, leaving only whispers and the rustling of the night wind through the treetops.

Su Hui held a glass of fruit wine, his gaze casually sweeping over Claire and Saran, who were huddled together whispering not far away.

Just then, a gentle yet slightly magnetic female voice sounded beside him.

“Mr. Su Hui, it seems you and your companion are getting along very well.”

Angela walked over at some point.

She had changed out of her futuristic white Valkyrie suit and was now wearing only a simple gray short-sleeved T-shirt and tight jeans.

Simple clothing actually accentuated her amazing figure more than armor.

The gray T-shirt was stretched into a full and breathtaking curve by her incredibly full breasts, rising and falling slightly with her breath.

The tight jeans perfectly accentuated her voluptuous hips that flared out dramatically from her slender waist, as well as her long, straight legs, exuding the health and sexiness of a mature woman.

Her brilliant blonde hair was casually tied back, with a few unruly strands falling beside her cheeks, adding a touch of languid femininity to her pure and gentle face.

"A very nice place."

Su Hui withdrew his gaze from her and responded in a flat tone.

"For these survivors, this place is truly paradise."

He changed the subject, his voice now carrying an undeniable air.

"But this peace is too fragile."

“Ms. Angela, you should know better than me that the so-called apocalypse has only just begun. In less than a year, the dimensional collision will completely erupt.”

"At that time, what will descend will no longer be these scattered mutants, but the true dimensional evil god's retinue, or even... the projection of the god's will."

Su Hui's eyes were deep, as if they could see into the future.

"Your little 'paradise' is not even a speck of dust in the face of a disaster of that magnitude."

Angela's gentle smile faltered slightly, and a hint of seriousness flashed in her blue eyes.

“I understand what you mean, but protecting this place is the limit of what I can do.”

No, you're wrong.

Su Hui immediately refuted her words, staring intently at her.

“You are very valuable, Angela. The healing abilities you possess are extremely rare at present. The technology you have is enough to change the war potential of the entire force. Even your technology for modifying this singularity and utilizing dimensional energy is something that I am very curious about.”

"Interested in joining me?"

Su Hui's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a domineering air of self-righteousness.

“I can give you and your followers a real future, instead of clinging to this fragile bubble and waiting for it to burst.”

Angela was silent for a moment; she could feel the irresistible confidence in Su Hui's words.

But she ultimately smiled and shook her head, her tone gentle yet revealing an unwavering resolve.

“Thank you very much for your recognition, Mr. Su Hui. But my original intention in establishing this place was to shelter them. I am tired of fighting and death, and this wandering has exhausted me.”

"However, in order to combat future threats, I am willing to share some of the technology I possess with you as a contribution to the world."

She proactively offered her own leverage, attempting to maintain their relationship at an equal and cooperative level.

To ease the tension, she took the initiative to change the subject.

"Actually, there are a few things about this singularity... Before I came here, a very... peculiar monster was lurking at the singularity, possessing incredible superpowers..."