Chapter 136: Pleasuring Her ( R18 )

Jax looked down at the woman kneeling before him. Astra was a breathtaking sight of debauched devotion.

Her face was flushed a deep crimson, her violet eyes were hazy and unfocused with pleasure, and her lips, swollen and glistening from his cock, were parted in a soft, silent gasp. A single, glistening trail of his cum mixed with her saliva ran down her chin.

She was a mess, but she was his mess now, and now it was his team to please her, and give her an experience she’ll never forget.

Jax moved with a fluid, predatory grace that belied his relaxed posture moments before. He swung his legs off the bed and stood, his magnificent form towering over her kneeling figure.

Before she could even process the shift in power, he reached down, his hands hooking under her arms. He lifted her as if she weighed nothing, a soft gasp escaping her lips as she was pulled to her feet.

He didn’t give her a moment to find her balance. With a smooth, decisive motion, he turned and tossed her backwards onto the bed.

She landed with a soft bounce on the silken sheets, a yelp of surprise turning into a breathless laugh. He was on her in an instant, his powerful body covering hers, his knees nudging her legs apart as he settled between them.

The illusion of the gentle, patient king was gone, replaced by the dominant, conquering sovereign.

“My turn,”he growled, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through her entire body.

He was still for a moment, his weight pinning her, his golden eyes burning into hers. She felt shy again, suddenly acutely aware of her nakedness, of the slick heat of her own arousal that she could feel pooling between her legs.

She tried to close her thighs, a last-ditch effort at modesty, but his knees were firm, holding her open, vulnerable, and completely exposed to his gaze.

“No,” he commanded softly, his voice leaving no room for argument, “Don’t you dare hide from me. Let me see what’s mine.”

He lowered his head, not to kiss her lips, but to trail his mouth down her body. He kissed the hollow of her throat, the delicate curve of her collarbone. His tongue flicked over her tight, aching nipples, drawing a sharp cry from her.

He kissed a path down her stomach, his lips hot against her cool, trembling skin.

And then he was there.

He settled himself between her thighs, his broad shoulders pushing her legs even wider apart. He brought his face close to her leaking pussy, so close she could feel his warm breath against her slick folds. He inhaled deeply, a low, guttural sound of appreciation rumbling in his chest.

“Gods, you smell incredible,” he murmured, his voice thick with lust. ❰”Like a summer storm and sweet rain. I could drown in this scent.”

A blush so hot it felt like a fever washed over her. No one had ever… no one had ever been this close. No one had ever looked at her so intimately, so possessively. She squeezed her eyes shut, her hands fisting in the silks above her head.

He didn’t dive in immediately. He was a tormentor, a master of anticipation. He pressed his lips against the soft skin of her inner thigh, placing a soft, sucking kiss that made her whimper.

He did the same to the other side, his stubble rasping against her sensitive flesh, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. He kissed the neat patch of white hair above her slit, his tongue darting out for a quick, teasing taste.

“♥Jax… please ♥,” she whimpered, her hips bucking involuntarily, searching for the contact she so desperately craved.

He chuckled, a low, dark sound, “Patience, my little dragon. All good things come to those who beg.”

And then, finally, his mouth was on her pussy.

He didn’t start with her clit. That would be too fast, too simple. He kissed her pussy lips, soft, open-mouthed kisses that were both tender and possessive.

He ran his tongue along her slit, a slow, broad stroke that gathered her slick arousal, and the taste of her made him groan.

He was relentless. His tongue explored every fold, every crevice, learning her, mapping her. He sucked her delicate inner lips into his mouth, his tongue swirling around them, driving her slowly, methodically insane.

Her world narrowed to the sensation of his mouth on her most intimate place. It was a pleasure so intense, so all-consuming, it was almost painful.

Her whimpers turned into loud, unabashed moans. Her hips began to rock against his face, riding his tongue, seeking more, deeper, harder.

“♥ Hnng!… Ah!… Ah!… ♥” Astra moaned out.

Just as she felt a familiar tightening begin to coil in her belly, he pulled back slightly. She cried out in frustration, her eyes flying open to glare down at him. He simply smirked, his face glistening with her juices. Then he brought his fingers into play.

He slid two fingers into her dripping entrance. The feeling of being stretched, filled by his thick, powerful fingers, was a shockwave of pleasure. He didn’t just pump them in and out.

He twisted them as he thrust, his knuckles rubbing against a sensitive spot inside her that she didn’t even know existed. A strangled scream tore from her throat as a bolt of pure, electric pleasure shot through her.

“F~uckk, right there, ARGNNNNN!”

And then his mouth was back on her clit.

This was the final assault. His lips closed around the sensitive, throbbing nub, sucking gently as his tongue flicked and swirled across it in a maddening, rhythmic dance. All the while, his fingers continued their relentless, twisting, thrusting assault on her inner walls.

The combination was devastating.

Astra was no longer in control of her own body. She was a vessel for pleasure, a puppet dancing on his strings. Her back arched off the bed, her hands tearing at the sheets. Her moans were no longer words, just primal, animalistic sounds of ecstasy. The coil in her belly tightened, tighter, tighter, until it felt like it would snap.

“Jax! Jax, I… I can’t…!” she sobbed, her mind shattering under the onslaught.

“Let go, Astra,” he commanded, his voice a muffled growl against her flesh. ❰”Cum for me. Cum all over my face.”

His words were the trigger. The coil snapped. Her orgasm crashed over her like a physical wave, a tsunami of pure, unadulterated bliss.

Her vision went white, her body convulsing violently as her pussy clamped down like a vise on his fingers. A gush of hot fluid flooded his hand as she screamed his name, a sound of pure, unadulterated ecstasy that echoed through the chamber.

He didn’t stop. He rode her through it, his tongue and fingers prolonging the pleasure, drawing out her orgasm until she was a limp, trembling, sobbing wreck, her body thrumming with the aftershocks.

When she was finally spent, he slowly, gently withdrew his fingers. He gave her clit one last, soft, lingering kiss before raising his head.

His face was a glistening mask of her arousal, and his golden eyes were burning with a triumphant, predatory fire. He had conquered her mouth, and now he had conquered her pussy.

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