Chapter 200: DeepThroat Sabrina ( R18 )

The sight of her, of the woman he loved so completely on her knees before him, her face a mess of tears and pleasure as she worshipped his cock, was the final catalyst.

The last thread of his restraint, the last semblance of control he had been clinging to, snapped. A primal, possessive roar built in his chest, a sound of pure, unadulterated dominance.

His grip on her horns tightened, his fingers digging into the smooth, hard bone. He was no longer letting her set the pace. He was taking over.

“That’s it,” he growled, his voice a guttural command, ♥Take it all my pretty succubus whore,”

He used her horns as handles, as leverage, and began to thrust. He pulled her head down as he drove his hips forward, burying his cock deep in her throat with a powerful, relentless rhythm.

The bed creaked in protest with the force of his movements. Instead of a blowjob, this was Jax pounding away at her throat, a raw, primal manner of claiming her mouth as his personal onahole.

And Sabrina loved every second of it.

She was a creature born for this, a Succubus who thrived on the exchange of power and pleasure. She didn’t just endure it; she reveled in it.

Her hands, which had been massaging his balls, moved to grip his thighs, her nails digging into his hard muscle, holding on as he used her. She scratched and clawed at his skin as the intense pleasure completely wrecked her body.

Her pussy gushed out her juices and her thighs constantly trembled as she felt that thick shaft hit the very back of her throat over and over again, sending her to experience the extreme highs of pleasure continuously.

The Succubus Saintess’ moans continuously grew louder as she saw throat-fucked, more desperate, vibrating around the Demon King’s thrusting cock, sending waves of pleasure crashing through Jax.

Sabrina looked up at Jax, her beautiful eyes locked on his and what Jax saw there made his cock throb with an almost painful intensity.

There was no fear or hesitation in Sabrina’s gaze.

There was only pure, unadulterated bliss, a feral, adoring submission that was more powerful than any resistance.

She was his slut, his whore, his Queen, and she was loving every second of being completely and utterly dominated by her King, being used like the onahole she had always desired to be deep down.

Jax’s legs trembled as he saw that, feeling his release slowly building up, a tight, hot coil at the base of his cock that slowly rose further and further towards the tip.

The Demon King’s thrusts became faster and faster, more erratic and haywire as his control completely shattered by the exquisite, milking contractions of her throat. A Succubus’ throat was just too good, and Jax couldn’t hold on for much longer.

“Fuck… Sabrina… I’m going to cum,” he snarled, his voice tight with the strain of his impending orgasm as he tightened his grip around Sabrina’s horns, thrusting as fast as he could to squeeze as much pleasure out of this.

She just moaned louder, her tongue working frantically against the underside of his cock, urging him on, demanding his seed to flow down her throat, for him to bless her with that perfect musky, masculine load.

With a final, brutal thrust, Jax buried himself to the hilt in her throat and roared his release, groaning out as he finally let it all out down her throat.

His cock pulsed, a thick, hot torrent of cum erupting from the tip and flooding her esophagus. It was a massive load. For other people, it would basically be a month’s worth, but to him it was just the regular, and he pumped every single drop into her, his body shaking with the force of his climax.

Sabrina swallowed eagerly, her throat working as she drank down every last drop of his seed. She didn’t let a single drop escape, milking him with her throat muscles until she was certain she had drained him completely.

When he was finally spent, he slowly pulled out, his softening cock slipping from her lips with a wet, lewd pop. A thin string of saliva and cum connected them for a moment before breaking.

He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving, his body buzzing with the aftershocks of one of the most intense orgasms of his life.

He looked down at her. She was still on her knees, her lips swollen and glistening, a dazed, blissful look on her face. She licked her lips, cleaning off the last traces of his release, a satisfied, purring sound rumbling in her chest.

Jax’s golden eyes glowed with a new, predatory fire. He wasn’t done. Not by a long shot. He had just claimed her mouth. Now he was going to claim her pussy.

He reached down, grabbing her by the arm and pulling her to her feet. Then, in a move that was both dominant and playful, he spun her around and brought his hand down hard on her ass.

The sharp, stinging CRACK echoed in the room, followed by Sabrina’s sharp, pleasured gasp.

“Get in position,” he commanded, his voice low and rough, “Face down, ass up. Like the proper little whore you are,”

A shiver of pure, unadulterated lust ran down Sabrina’s spine at his words. She immediately obeyed, scrambling onto the bed and positioning herself exactly as he commanded.

She fell forward, resting her weight on her forearms, pressing her face into the silk sheets as she pushed her ass high into the air, presenting herself to him.

Her glistening, swollen pussy was on full display, a desperate, silent invitation.

She turned her head to the side, looking back at him over her shoulder, her eyes dark and pleading as her entire body trembled, eager for him to slide inside of her.

“♥Please, Jax…♥” she begged, her voice a desperate, breathless whine, “♥I’ve been a good girl. I’ve been your proper slut.♥” She wiggled her hips enticingly. “♥Now please… pound your slut’s pussy.♥”

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