Chapter 213: Using Sabrina ( R18 )

The room was a sanctuary of satiated bliss, the air thick and heavy with the scent of their combined release.

The only sounds were the soft, crackling fire and the gentle, panting breaths of the two women who lay draped across his body like living, breathing blankets of satisfaction.

Jax lay beneath them, a conqueror in his own right, his body humming with a deep, primal energy.

He had brought them to the heights of ecstasy, but he was still eager for more.

He gently stroked Serika’s hair, his touch a tender contrast to the brutal passion he had just unleashed. She stirred, her eyes fluttering open, a look of pure, adoring contentment on her face.

He leaned up and captured her lips in a soft, lingering kiss, a silent acknowledgment of her surrender, her devotion. She tasted of him, of herself, of their shared pleasure.

“♥Rest now, my loyal maid,♥” he murmured against her lips, his voice a low, soothing rumble. “♥But stay close. I want you to watch.♥”

A flicker of understanding, and a fresh spark of desire, lit up her eyes. She nodded weakly, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasms.

With a slow, careful movement, Jax eased his softening cock from her still-clenching heat, drawing a soft, whimpering sigh from her.

He gently guided her off of him, helping her to lie on her side against the pillows. She curled up, her three fox tails wrapping around herself, her gaze fixed on him with rapt, unwavering attention.

Now, his focus shifted entirely to the succubus.

Sabrina lay sprawled beside him, a picture of languid, feline grace. Her skin was flushed, her lips were swollen, and a blissful, lazy smile played on her face.

She looked thoroughly, beautifully debauched.

But Jax knew the nature of a succubus. Her satisfaction was a fleeting state, a temporary calm before the storm of her next craving. And he intended to be the one to ignite that storm.

He moved over her, his body casting a shadow that eclipsed the firelight. His golden eyes, dark and predatory, locked onto hers.

The lazy smile on her face faltered, replaced by a dawning, hungry awareness. She saw the look in his eyes, the raw, untamed lust that was already beginning to harden his cock once more.

Before she could speak, he moved. His hands were not gentle.

He gripped her arm and her hip, his fingers digging into her soft flesh with bruising strength.

He rolled her, effortlessly manhandling her until she was positioned as he desired: on her hands and knees in the center of the bed, her ass high in the air, her face turned to look at him over her shoulder.

“♥Jax!♥” she gasped, a mix of surprise and delight in her voice. Her submissive posture was a stark, thrilling contrast to her usual predatory demeanor.

He knelt behind her, his hand coming down in a sharp, stinging slap on her perfectly rounded ass. The sound echoed in the quiet room, followed by her sharp cry of pleasure-pain.

“♥You wanted my attention, little succubus,♥” he growled, his voice a dangerous, low rumble. “♥Now you have it. But you’ll get it on my terms.♥”

He ran his hand over the reddening handprint on her ass, his touch a proprietary caress.

He could see her pussy, swollen and glistening, already beginning to pulse with renewed need.

He positioned his hard, thick cock at her entrance, not pushing in, just letting the head rest against her slick folds, a tantalizing promise of what was to come.

Sabrina whimpered, her hips pushing back, trying to impale herself on him. But he held firm, denying her the penetration she so desperately craved.

“♥Beg for it,♥” he commanded, his voice cold and hard. “♥Beg like the hungry little slut you are. Beg for your King to bless that tight pussy with his cock.♥”

A shudder of pure, unadulterated lust ran through her entire body.

His words, his dominance, were a potent aphrodisiac that bypassed all thought and went straight to her core.

Her pride, her usual seductive control, shattered, replaced by a desperate, animalistic need.

“♥Please, my King,♥” she whimpered, her voice thick with desperation. She lowered her head, her ass wiggling in the air in a shameless, inviting display. “♥Please, I need it. I need your cock.♥”

“♥Louder,♥” he demanded, giving her another sharp slap on the other cheek.

“♥Please!♥” she cried out, her voice rising. “♥Please, Jax! I’m begging you! Fuck me! Use my pussy! Stretch me open! Bless me with your magnificent cock! I’ll do anything, please!♥”

It was the music he had been waiting to hear. The sound of her complete and utter surrender.

With a triumphant, guttural growl, he granted her wish. He gripped her hips and slammed forward, burying his entire length inside her in one brutal, powerful thrust.

“♥FUCK!♥” Sabrina screamed, her back arching as his cock speared into her, hitting her deepest depths with unerring accuracy.

He was bigger, harder than before, and the sudden, forceful penetration was a shock to her system, a wave of intense, overwhelming pleasure that bordered on agony.

He didn’t give her a moment to adjust.

He immediately set a punishing, relentless rhythm, withdrawing almost completely before slamming back into her, again and again.

The sound of his hips slapping against her ass was loud, obscene, a testament to the raw, primal fucking he was unleashing upon her.

But he wanted more control. He wanted total ownership.

He reached forward, his hands closing around the base of her horns. They were smooth and cool to the touch, a perfect set of handles.

He gripped them tightly, using them as leverage to pull her back onto his cock with even greater force.

The sensation was incredible for both of them.

For Sabrina, the feeling of him controlling her so completely, using her very horns to fuck her, was a heady, intoxicating rush of submission.

For Jax, the grip gave him absolute power, allowing him to dictate the pace, the angle, the depth of every single thrust.

“♥Is this what you wanted?♥” he snarled, his voice ragged with exertion. “♥To be fucked like a bitch in heat? To be used by your King?♥”

“♥YES!♥” she screamed, her voice muffled by the pillows. “♥YES! FUCK ME! USE ME!♥”

He could feel his cock punching into her deepest point, the head battering against the entrance to her womb with every powerful thrust.

It was a sharp, intense, almost violent pleasure that had her seeing stars. Her body was no longer her own; it was a vessel for his pleasure, and she loved it.

He looked over at Serika, who was watching them with wide, hungry eyes.

Her hand had moved between her legs, and she was furiously rubbing her clit as she watched her King dominate the succubus.

The sight sent a fresh surge of power through Jax. He was not just fucking one woman; he was putting on a show for the other, stoking the flames of her desire even as he satisfied the one beneath him.

He tightened his grip on Sabrina’s horns, pulling her head back, forcing her arch her spine even more. The new angle allowed him to drive even deeper, and he felt her entire body spasm as a massive orgasm tore through her without warning.

“♥JAX! I’M CUMMING! I’M CUMMING ON YOUR COCK!♥” she shrieked, her pussy clamping down on him like a vise, a series of powerful, rhythmic convulsions milking his shaft.

He didn’t stop. He rode her through her orgasm, his thrusts becoming even more brutal, more demanding.

He was chasing his own release now, a tidal wave of cum building in his balls, ready to be unleashed. He was a beast in heat, claiming his mate, and nothing would stop him from flooding her with his seed.

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