The World Is Mine For The Taking

Chapter 968: Epilogue 18 - Country Of Elves (4)

"L-Leon, c-cum...~ I’m cumming...~ P-Please, together...~ I want to cum... together...~"

Her eyes met mine—want and surrender mingled there—and that was the final spark. The dam broke.

"Nghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Artemis shuddered, and I pulled my cock free just as she hit the peak. Thick spurts of sperm erupted, painting her face with warm, white streaks. The sight of it—my release splattering across her skin—sent a heady, possessive thrill through me. Her tongue lolled out with her lashes fluttering as the aftershocks shook her body.

"Ah, such a waste...~" Solaris giggled, leaning forward with a sly appetite. She wrapped her lips around my cock and began to suck the remaining semen from me and it was slow and expert. Her mouth was warm and wet, tongue swirling in a way that made every nerve sing.

I groaned and bent back, hand finding the back of her head, letting her drain me like a straw. The sensation—sweet, wet, and complete—pushed me into a haze where nothing existed but the taste and the heat.

After a few moments she pulled back with her lips gleaming with gloss. She looked up at me with half-lidded eyes, dreamy and shameless, showing the thick pool of semen on her tongue before swallowing it slowly, demonstratively. Then she opened her mouth again, emptiness there like proof that she’d swallowed everything.

I took a deep breath, then shifted my gaze to her, letting the silence stretch for a second so the moment tasted heavier.

"Now then, I suppose it’s time for you to choose your next meal," Solaris said, voice low and teasing, the kind that made the room seem colder just so her words could burn brighter. "I won’t mind if I’m the last. After all, the last one would be the most delicious, isn’t that right?" She flashed a lewd smile that carried a promise and a dare all at once.

Her words landed like a spark. I couldn’t tell if she was seriously angling for me to taste Clarett next—if that had been the plan all along—but the invitation was there, plain as day. I was more than willing to take it.

"Now then, Clarett..." I said, keeping my voice steady as I looked at her—at the way her face was flushed, at the wild heat in her eyes. She was still breathless from earlier after I fingered her until she orgasmed. She’d already cummed when I’d been fingering her, and the tremor of that pleasure still lingered in her chest. The lust in her eyes, though, hadn’t dimmed at all and it was a steady, hungry flame. "You’re next. Are you sure you want me to do it?" I asked.

"Yeshhh...~ I love you, Lord Leon...~"

Her confession came out soft, almost stunned, and it surprised me. We hadn’t shared much beyond glances and small moments, yet there it was—an offering. Maybe she had an old, quiet thing for me, the kind she kept secret and fed on in private. She’d said she’d masturbated while watching me and maybe that explained some of it. Still, the words hit me in a place that made my chest pinch.

"Please, fuck me until my pussy takes your shape," she begged, eyes glassy and wild. The expression she wore was the most lewd I’d ever seen on her with her lips parted, tongue hanging, saliva thick and shining as it dribbled down. She spread her legs without shame with her every motion an invitation. Her pussy glistened and leaked, the folds twitching as if impatient to be filled. There was no pretense now. It was only raw want.

I didn’t hesitate. When something that obvious and available is handed to you like this, hesitation is wasted chance. I rubbed my cock in front of her face, making sure she could see everything—the hardness, the sheen, as well as the promise.

"Give me your spit, Clarett," I told her, holding out my hand.

At first she blinked, unsure, but then she obeyed. Her tongue slid out, and a bead of saliva trailed from the corner of her mouth and fell onto my palm. The small, slightly embarrassed motion made her all the more gorgeous. I used that saliva to slick my cock, rubbing it until it gleamed and felt slick against my skin. There was no need for anything else other than this.

She was panting now, breaths short and wet, almost like an animal’s. She tried to hide her face behind her hands, but through the fingers I could still see that crooked, lewd smile and the fire in her eyes. She was exposed, vulnerable, and begging for more.

I pressed my tip against her damp slit. Her entrance was warm and yielding and the softness swallowed the head of my cock like it had been waiting just for that moment. Then I pushed, setting my hips into motion and slipping myself as deep as I could. I felt the give of her walls as well as the wet suction wrapping me.

"Nghhhh...~ Ahhnghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

She screamed—half shock, half release—as I buried myself to the hilt. Her body didn’t just receive me... it reacted. She came on the first thrust, waves of orgasm wrenching through her because my cock had hit the right place and had filled the right depth. Her voice shattered and sweetened in the dark.

"Ahhh, s-so this is sex with a male? Hnghhh, ahhhn, ahhh, ahhhaa...~ haaa...~ I-It feels so good...~"

Muffled by her hands yet raw in feeling, her words trembled with an ecstasy she’d never known. Her hips bucked against me even as I gripped them. They were soft, almost sponge-like under my palms—and I began to move. In and out, a steady rhythm that matched the torching heat between us.

"Nhhhnnhghh, ahhnghh, hh, hhaaa...~ ngh, hggg...~ Hnnnhghh, hhhaaaa...~ ah, ah, ahhh...~"

Her moans braided with the sound of our bodies slapping and the wet, sticky hush of skin on skin. Her pussy tightened and relaxed around me, each contraction pulling me deeper, each shiver driving me to pound harder. She was loud and small and everything in between. She was utterly lost.

"It feels so good...~ L-Lord Leon, it feels good...~ M-Make a mess out of my vagina more...~ Aahhh, ahhh...~"

She begged for ruin and more of it, and how could I refuse? The sight of her—hands clawing, eyes glazed, mouth open in a raw little plea—was a pull on my gut. The thought that this was her first time with a man and she was melting like this only made the sensation sharper. Maybe it was her natural curves, maybe it was her desperation, maybe both. Whatever the reason, she gave me everything.

"Go on all fours," I ordered, slipping out of her slick heat.

She rolled without hesitation, like a trained animal or a woman so eager she didn’t pause to think. Her ass rose—big, round, exactly as I’d pictured—exposed and ready. It was an ass that was good for childrearing. I want to impregnate her. I moved behind her, thumbs digging into the soft love handles as I lined myself up again. I rubbed my cock once, twice, felt it slick and hot in my hand, then slammed forward.

This time I didn’t ease in. I pounded. I grabbed her love handles and drove, each thrust hard and fast, the impact echoing in the small room.