Chapter 328: Astra Squirt ( R18 )
The pleasure Jax was giving Astra was a maelstrom, a chaotic vortex of sensation that was threatening to tear her apart from the inside out.
She couldn’t hold herself back at all, her hands finding their way to Jax’s hair as she tightly gripped onto it, throwing her head back as she experienced the intense pleasure that was constantly flooding her body.
Her thighs trembled as she moaned out, aching for more as she pushed her pussy towards his face, and Jax knew exactly what to do with her.
He was a master conductor, and her body was his orchestra, playing a symphony of ecstasy that she had never known possible. His mouth was a relentless, demanding force on her clit, sucking and licking with a fervor that was both worshipful and predatory.
His fingers were a perfect, pistoning rhythm inside her, stroking that sensitive, rough patch deep within her with a precision that was driving her insane.
Astra was lost in a haze of pure, unadulterated pleasure. Her body was no longer her own; it was a vessel for his desire, a canvas for his pleasure.
She could feel the frantic, desperate beat of her heart, a frantic drumbeat of life and excitement that was a testament to the effect he was having on her.
She could feel his hands on her body, his touch a gentle, possessive brand that was a constant, pleasing reminder of his ownership.
The storm that was brewing deep within her core was no longer just a storm; it was a full-blown hurricane, a chaotic tempest of sensation that was threatening to overwhelm her completely.
It was the echo of her own nature, the wild, untamed power of a Storm Dragon, but instead of lightning and wind, it was pure, unadulterated ecstasy.
"♥Jax!♥" she cried out, his name a desperate, keening wail that was ripped from her lungs, "♥Oh, gods! Jax! I’m... I’m going to...♥"
He could feel her inner muscles starting to flutter, a frantic, desperate clenching around the fingers he was teasing at her entrance.
He knew she was close, so close to the edge and was about to explode for him.
He increased the pressure on her clit, his mouth a vortex of pleasure that was both worshipful and predatory. He was devouring her, consuming her, and Astra was powerless to do anything but feel.
He curled his fingers slightly, finding that rough, sensitive patch deep inside her, and began to stroke it with a renewed, frantic urgency. He could feel the pleasure building within her, a slow, simmering heat that was a direct result of his expert, loving ministrations.
That was all it took, and Astra completely broke.
The Storm Dragoness’ entire body went rigid, a powerful, convulsive spasm wracking her frame as a blinding, white-hot flash of pleasure overwhelmed her senses.
Her back arched off the bed, a beautiful, taut bow of pure ecstasy. A silent scream tore from her throat, her mouth open in a perfect "O" of overwhelming sensation as her orgasm crashed through her.
Her inner muscles clamped down on his fingers, a series of frantic, convulsive spasms that milked him, trying to pull him deeper.
A gush of her hot, sweet juices flooded his hand, a testament to the intensity of her release. But it wasn’t just a gush.
It was a torrent, a powerful, explosive jet of her essence that sprayed across his face, a final, ultimate testament to the raw, primal passion that burned between them.
Jax, caught by surprise, flinched slightly, but he didn’t pull away.
He welcomed it, his mouth a hot, wet seal against her sex, his tongue a soft, wet, and incredibly sensual caress that was designed to prolong her pleasure.
For a long moment, she was lost in the blinding, white-hot haze of her release. Then, slowly, the waves of pleasure began to recede, leaving her a limp, sated mess on the bed.
Her body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat, her skin flushed a delicate pink, and her chest heaved with each ragged breath.
Jax slowly, deliberately, withdrew his fingers, bringing them to his lips.
He looked her in the eye as he slowly, deliberately, licked her slick, sweet juices from his digits, a final, possessive act that made her blush all over again.
He then wiped his face with the back of his hand, a slow, deliberate, and incredibly sensual motion.
"Well, well, well," he said, his voice a low, possessive rumble that was a constant, pleasing vibration against her skin,"Looks like someone enjoyed herself didn’t you baby girl,"
Astra’s face, already flushed from her arousal, bloomed into a deep, crimson blush that spread from her cheeks down to her neck and the tops of her breasts.
She had never, ever squirted like that before.
It was a raw, primal, and incredibly intimate act, and the fact that she had done it with him, that he had drawn such a powerful, explosive response from her, was both mortifying and incredibly arousing.
"♥I... I’m sorry,♥" she whispered, her voice a husky, breathless plea. "♥I... I couldn’t help it,"
Jax chuckled, a low, possessive rumble that was a constant, pleasing vibration against her skin.
"Don’t be sorry," he murmured, his voice a low, husky whisper that was a constant, pleasing vibration against her skin,"In fact, I take it as a compliment my beautiful Dragoness,"
He leaned down, his face a mask of predatory intent. He pressed a soft, worshipful kiss against her lips, his mouth a hot, wet seal against hers.
She could taste herself on his lips, a potent, intoxicating cocktail that was a constant, pleasing reminder of their union.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing a path of fire down her neck, across her collarbone, until they reached the soft swell of her breast.
He took his time, teasing her. He kissed and nipped at the sensitive skin, his tongue tracing circles around her areola, getting closer and closer to the aching peak but never quite touching it.
His other hand was equally busy. It moved down her torso, his fingers tracing the curve of her hip, the smooth skin of her thigh.
He brought his hand up, his fingers ghosting over the damp fabric of her panties, right over the throbbing, swollen heart of her sex.
Astra jolted, a sharp gasp escaping her lips as his fingers made contact. He didn’t press in, not yet. He just stroked her, his touch a maddeningly light, teasing caress through the thin lace.
He could feel her slick wetness seeping through the fabric, a testament to her overwhelming arousal.
He traced the outline of her lips, his touch a slow, deliberate torture that was designed to drive her insane.
He finally brought his cock to her pussy, the thick, hard head a menacing, tempting promise. He didn’t slide inside her, not yet.
Instead, he began to tease her, his actions a testament to the reverence he held for her.
He slapped his cock against her glistening, swollen folds, the wet, slick sounds of their joining filling the quiet room, a lewd, erotic symphony that was a testament to their shared arousal.
Astra cried out, her back arching off the bed, a beautiful, taut bow of pure ecstasy. The pleasure was overwhelming, a sharp, electric jolt that shot through her entire system.
It was a pleasure that was both familiar and new, a raw, primal sensation that was a direct result of his expert, loving ministrations.
"♥Please,♥" she whimpered, her voice a husky, breathless plea,"♥Please, master. I need you. I need you inside me,♥"
Jax chuckled, a low, possessive rumble that was a constant, pleasing vibration against her skin.
"Beg for it," he commanded, his voice a low, firm order that brooked no argument,"Beg for me to fuck you,"
Astra’s face, already flushed from her arousal, bloomed into a deep, crimson blush that spread from her cheeks down to her neck and the tops of her breasts. She had never, ever been so humiliated, so degraded, and so incredibly aroused in her entire life.
"♥Please,♥" she whimpered, her voice a husky, breathless plea,"♥Please, master. Fuck me. I need you to fuck me. Please,♥"
Jax chuckled, a low, possessive rumble that was a constant, pleasing vibration against her skin. "♥Good girl,♥" he rumbled, the praise a low, possessive caress.
He finally, finally, gave her what she wanted.
He slowly, deliberately, slid the thick, hard head of his cock into her tight, wet heat. The sensation was overwhelming, a perfect, invasive fullness that was both a challenge and a reward.
He sank into her, inch by agonizing inch, his movements a slow, deliberate, and incredibly sensual rhythm. He could feel her inner muscles fluttering, a frantic, desperate clenching around his shaft as she tried to adjust to his size.
He was spreading her out, filling her completely, and the sensation was both overwhelming and incredibly arousing.
Astra cried out, her back arching off the bed as her entire body trembled with the intense pleasure of Jax stretching her insides out and sinking deeper into her.
"♥JAXXXXX♥" She moaned out.