Chapter 202: Fucking Sabrina Stupid ( R18 )
The brutal rhythm was a symphony of possession, each powerful thrust a declaration of his ownership. He was driving into her with the force of a battering ram, his cock a piston of flesh and steel, claiming every inch of her depths.
Her body was his to use, his to enjoy, and the thought alone sent a fresh surge of primal satisfaction through him.
He could feel his own release building again, a familiar, tightening pressure at the base of his spine. This time, however, he wasn’t just aiming for pleasure; he was aiming for conquest.
He was going to breed her. He was going to fill her womb with his seed until it overflowed, marking her from the inside out, ensuring a part of him would forever remain within her.
"I’m going to fill you up," he snarled, his voice a guttural rasp against her ear as he leaned over her, his hips never ceasing their relentless assault, "I’m going to pump this slutty pussy so full of my cum you’ll be dripping with it for a week, "
"♥YES!♥" she screamed, her voice hoarse with pleasure, "♥BREED ME! KNOCK ME UP! FILL ME WITH YOUR CUM, MY KING!♥"
Her words were the final trigger. With a final, powerful roar, Jax slammed into her one last time, burying himself as deep as he could possibly go.
His cock throbbed violently, and a thick, scalding torrent of cum erupted from him, flooding her womb.
It was even more massive than his first load, a seemingly endless river of his potent seed designed to impregnate, to claim.
He held himself there, his body shaking, as he pumped every last drop into her, feeling her pussy convulse around him in yet another soul-shattering orgasm, her walls milking him for all he was worth.
He stayed buried inside her for a long moment, both of them panting, their bodies slick with sweat and the aftermath of their shared ecstasy.
He could feel his cum, already starting to leak out around his still-hard cock, a testament to how completely he had filled her.
But as the last tremors of her climax subsided, Jax felt a familiar, insistent throb from his own cock. He wasn’t done.
The demonic fire in his blood was far from sated. A couple of hours, he had thought. He was going to use every single second.
Slowly, he pulled out of her, a thick, creamy flood of his seed immediately gushing out of her well-used pussy and running down her thighs.
It was a lewd, beautiful sight, one that made his already hard cock ache with renewed need.
Sabrina whimpered at the sudden emptiness, collapsing onto the bed in a boneless, sated heap. But Jax wasn’t about to let her rest.
He grabbed her shoulder and flipped her over onto her back. Her eyes were hazy, her body limp with pleasure, but they widened in surprise and renewed anticipation as she looked up at him. He saw the question in her gaze, the disbelief that he was still so hard, so ready.
He didn’t answer with words. He answered with action.
He hooked his arms under her knees and around her back, lifting her effortlessly from the bed as if she weighed nothing. Her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck, and her legs locked around his waist, her slick, cum-soaked pussy pressed against his hard abdomen.
"♥Jax...♥" she breathed, her voice a mix of awe and insatiable desire.
He held her there for a moment, their bodies pressed together, his golden eyes burning into hers.
Then, he adjusted his grip, and with a simple shift of his hips, he lined his cock up with her dripping, cum-filled entrance and impaled her once more.
"♥F~uck!♥" she cried out, her head falling back as he slid into her, his passage made slick and easy by his own massive load. He was so deep in this position, his cock pressing insistently against her already-bruised cervix.
He began to move, not with the brutal, punishing pace from before, but with a powerful, rhythmic thrusting that was just as dominant.
He used his strength to lift her up and down on his cock, his arms bulging with the effort as he fucked her standing up, her body suspended in his arms, completely at his mercy.
He leaned in and captured her lips in a searing, possessive kiss. This was different from the others. It wasn’t just hungry or demanding; it was deep, passionate, and full of a raw, overwhelming emotion that went beyond mere lust.
Their tongues danced and dueled, their breaths mingling as he continued to drive into her, their bodies moving in perfect, powerful harmony.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing along her jawline to her ear. He nibbled on her earlobe, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine.
"I want to hear you," he whispered, his voice a low, intimate command, "Don’t hold back. I want you to moan directly into my ear. Let me hear how good your King’s cock feels,"
His words sent a fresh wave of lust crashing through her. She tightened her legs around his waist, meeting his thrusts with her own desperate movements. She turned her head, her lips brushing against his ear, and let go.
"♥Oh, gods... Jax...♥" she moaned, her voice a loud, uninhibited cry of pure pleasure that was muffled only by the closeness of his ear, "♥You’re so deep... you’re splitting me open... it feels so fucking good...♥"
Each of his thrusts was punctuated by her loud, desperate moans, her hot breath and filthy words a direct, intoxicating line to his senses.
She told him how much she loved his cock, how she could feel him in her stomach, how she never wanted him to stop.
Her voice was a constant stream of praise and encouragement, a litany of debauched worship that fueled his own desire, pushing him to fuck her harder, deeper, to give her the pleasure she was so beautifully begging for.
They were lost in their own world, a perfect, primal feedback loop of lust, love, and raw, unfiltered dominance.