Chapter 439: *The Beginning Of The End [CI] (Deal Completed)*

THAP!

SQUELSSHH~!!!

“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! ♥” Zeva moaned out, her voice becoming hoarse from screaming.

“This is my cock! Mine! You hear me?! My pussy owns it! I’m going to drain your fucking balls until there’s nothing left! I’m a greedy, crazy bitch and I want it ALL!” She reached back, her nails digging into his thighs as she leveraged herself for even deeper, harder thrusts.

Her abs, those perfect, sculpted lines, were slick with sweat, flexing with every slamming movement.

Aestrea had been content to watch, to let her ride out her frenzy.

’…Fuck…’

But as he watched her perfect, bouncing ass and listened to her filth-drenched screams… he couldn’t hold himself back anymore.

Fwoop!

His hands instantly shot out, grabbing her arms, just below the shoulders, and in one smooth, powerful motion, he twisted and pinned her.

The world flipped for Zeva.

One second she was on top, a queen in her element, the next she was on her back, the air knocked from her lungs.

THUMP!

Her eyes flew wide open in shock and confusion.

For a moment, her brain couldn’t process what had happened.

She was no longer in control and was now trapped beneath him, his weight pinning her to the mattress, his cock still buried deep inside her.

“What… what are you…?” she started, but her voice died in her throat.

His left hand moved, wrapping around her neck, with his thumb resting on her pulse point, feeling it hammer against his skin.

His right hand gripped her waist, holding her down, anchoring her body to his.

“A-Aestrea…?”

Before she could add anything more, he pulled his hips back, dragging his cock out of her until only the head remained, then he slammed forward, burying himself to the hilt in one brutal, punishing thrust.

“GUAH! ♥”

A choked sound tore from Zeva’s throat. Her back arched off the bed, her eyes rolling back in her head.

’…If I’m not wrong, Zeva probably has ’M’ attributes,’ Aestrea thought inwardly, licking his dry lips as he increased the strength on his left hand.

Grip!

But strangely, the pain didn’t hurt her at all… and suddenly, a terrifying light sparked in her glazed-over eyes.

The sharp, brutal shock of his brutal invasion, the feeling of being utterly and completely overpowered, sent a jolt of pure, unadulterated ecstasy through her soul.

’T-this… I-I was craving for this…’

Slap!

She realized it herself, causing a wicked grin spread across her face, even as another brutal thrust knocked the air from her lungs.

“Y-Yes… ♥” she hissed, her voice coming out like a ragged, breathy moan.

“That’s it… that’s the one… fuck me like you hate me… AHHN♥!”

He answered her by tightening his grip on her neck, his thumb pressing down harder on her racing pulse.

The world narrowed to a pinprick of light, the edges of her vision blurring.

The lack of air made every sensation explode.

The feel of his thick cock dragging against her sensitive walls, the possessive heat of his hand on her waist, the sound of his deep, controlled breathing, it all became magnified a thousand times.

THACK, THACK!!!

SQUISHH….!!!

Aestrea established a rhythm that was designed to destroy her pussy.

He slowly withdrew his cock from her dripping hole and then slammed his cock hard back into her, hitting the deepest part of her, causing a sweet, violent impact that made her entire body convulse.

THUMP!

“Gyah!”

THUMP!

“Ah! Ah! AHHHH♡♡♡!”

Her moans were no longer words, but just animalistic sounds of pure pleasure.

Her legs, which had been so strong and dominant, were now limp, quivering jelly draped over his powerful arms.

Her arms, which had held him down, were now pinned uselessly at her sides. She was completely at his mercy, and the feeling was bliss.

“Look at you,” he groaned slighly, looking directly into her teary eyes.

“You were acting like a fucking crazy bitch, and now you’re just a shaking little slut!”

“YES♥♥! YOUR SLUT! I’M YOUR FUCKING SLUT!” she screamed, her voice cracking with overwhelming emotion.

“I’m your masochistic bitch~♥! Hurt me! Use me! Make me beg!”

Tears of pure ecstasy began to leak from the corners of her eyes, tracing clean paths through the sweat on her temples.

He could feel her pussy clenching around him, getting tighter and wetter with every degrading word.

He leaned down, his face inches from hers, his hips never ceasing their relentless slamming.

“You’re getting off on this, aren’t you? You love being pinned down and fucked like a cheap whore.!”

“I DO! ♥ I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT!” she babbled, her mind shattering into a million pieces of pleasure.

“More… please, more… harder… AHN! ♥”

He obliged before changing his angle slightly, and the next thrust hit her cervix with pinpoint accuracy.

SQUELSHHH!

“GAAAAHHHHH! ♥”

A silent scream tore from her throat as her entire body seized up. Her back arched into a perfect, painful bow, her toes curling, her fingers clawing at the sheets.

The orgasm that hit her was like a fucking tsunami as it ripped through her with the force of a lightning strike, a white-hot explosion that blinded her and stole her breath.

Her pussy gushed, a flood of her juices soaking his cock and the bed beneath them, a clear, undeniable sign of her complete and total surrender.

“H-hic… heugh…”

“…Did she fucking pass out?!” Aestrea frowned slighly as he saw Zeva closing her eyes with a satisfied expression.

He took his cock out of her dripping pussy, and clicked his tongue as he saw it still standing proudly without showing a hint of being tired.

At that moment… he looked to the right, and noticed Yara’s lustful look. She was propped up on her elbow, her dark eyes fixed on him and his glistening cock.

His lips instantly curled up.

“Your turn again.”

A flicker of exhaustion crossed Yara’s face.

She held up a hand, shaking her head slightly

“W-wait,” she pleaded softly. “Please… not like that. Not like you did with her. I’m… I’m so tired, Aestrea. My body feels like jelly.”

Aestrea nodded at her words.

“Alright.”

Relief washed over Yara’s face, giving way to a warm, affectionate smile.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

She pushed herself up and crawled towards him. She didn’t straddle him like Zeva had, with dominance in mind.

Instead, she simply climbed onto his lap, draping her arms over his shoulders and burying her face in the crook of his neck.

She hugged him tightly, her soft, naked body pressing against his, her breasts squashing warmly against his chest.

“I want to do it like this,” she murmured into his skin.

“While hugging you…”

Thump… thump…

He could feel her heart beating against his chest from that position.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer, his cock throbbing against her soft stomach.

Then, Yara leaned back slightly, her dark eyes looking into his. She raised a hand to her own lips and whispered a soft word.

“Cleanse.”

A faint, green light glowed around both of their mouth sfor a second before fading. A simple cleaning spell, as she wanted to taste him without any of Zeva’s lingering presence.

With that done, she leaned in and directly kissed his lips.

“Chuup!♡~”

He deepened the kiss, his tongue twining with hers as his hands, which had been resting gently on her back, began to roam.

Rustle~

They slid down the elegant curve of her spine, tracing the dip of her lower back before coming to rest on the soft, generous swell of her ass.

He squeezed, earning a soft moan from Yara that vibrated right into his mouth.

He broke the kiss, pulling back just enough to look at her.

Her eyes were hazy with lust and love, her lips swollen and parted. With one hand still on her ass, he brought the other up to her chest, cupping one of her heavy, perfect breasts.

The weight of it in his palm felt right, like it was made to be there. He brushed his thumb over her hard, dark nipple, and she gasped, her head falling back.

“A-Aestrea… ♥”

He leaned down, his lips closing around the sensitive peak, but he didn’t suck as hard as he had with Zeva in the heat of the moment.

He suckled gently, his tongue swirling and flicking, worshiping her breast with his mouth.

He paid attention to the other one with his hand, rolling and pinching her nipple between his fingers, sending jolts of pleasure straight through her.

“Y-Yes… just like that… mmm… ♥” Yara moaned, her voice a breathy whisper. Her arms tightened around his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair.

She felt like she was melting, the pleasure a warm, spreading numbness that started in her chest and flowed through every limb.

Her head rolled back, her eyes closing as she surrendered completely to the sensation.

“It feels… so good… ♡”

At those extremely seductive moals, he could feel his own control beginning to slip.Pop~

He released her breast with a soft pop and grabbed her ass with both hands.

He lifted her slightly, then pulled her down as he thrust his hips up, burying his cock even deeper inside her.

“AHN! ♥” Yara cried out, the sudden, deep penetration making her whole body tremble.

He held her tight and began to move.

Shlick… shlick… shlick…

He started with a slow pace, his hips rising to meet hers, his cock sliding in and out of her dripping pussy.

The sound was wet and rhythmic, a stark contrast to the brutal slapping from before.

And probably because he had been having sex for three rounds already, he was already reaching his limit.

“Yara… I’m close.”

Her eyes snapped open, dark and wide with anticipation.

“Me too… ♥” she breathed.

“Inside… Aestrea… cum inside me… please… ♡”

That was all it took.

Grip!

He grabbed her ass hard and slammed her down one last time, burying himself as deep as he could go.

His hips jerked upwards as he exploded.

Splurt!

“Ugh!”

A thick, hot torrent of his cum flooded her insides, shot after shot of his seed filling her to the brim.

The feeling of being so completely filled, of his hot cum painting her deepest walls, triggered her own orgasm.

“AESTREAAAA♥♥♥♥♥♥!” she screamed, her body convulsing in his arms.

Her pussy clamped down on him, milking his cock for every last drop as her own juices gushed out, mixing with his in a messy, beautiful flood.

Her whole body went rigid, then limp, like a puppet with its strings cut.

She collapsed onto his chest, her head nestled in the crook of his neck, her body trembling with the aftershocks.

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