Page 91 of Babalon

Kace mirrors the motion again, and again, and again. Until feel my will alone can’t hold my screech back. Then the fucker goes and flicks his tongue rapidly against my entrance.

“Oh God, Kace.” I whimper as he continues feasting on my pussy.

“God’s busy today, I am afraid, finding your place in hell. Right next to mine.”

If that is where we ended up, I won’t mind. Wherever he goes, I want to be with him.

I bring my arms up under my back, using them to brace myself where he can keep me contorted in this position. When I settle, he releases one of my knees and pushes two fingers into my dripping cunt.

I bite down on my bottom lip, doing everything I can to keep quiet as he takes the pleasure he craves from my willing body.

Kace thrusts his fingers in and out slowly at first, then angles them when he curls his digits into my sweet spot— the invasion making my thighs shake.

“Oh baby… like that, do you?” He chuckles, and repeats the motion, but this time he sucks my clit into his mouth once more and bite down on me.

That was all I can take.

I cry out and thrash. My pussy clamps around his fingers, milking at them as an orgasm rips through me. My release floods his hand and when he returns to thrusting his fingers he doesn’t relent. Instead, he speeds up until I squirt my release all over his arm and hand.

Fluid drips down my bare stomach and my back, the evidence of my orgasm soaking into the front of his jumper as he grins like a devil before letting me down.

“That’s my girl, now let’s fill your cunt with what it really wants.” Kace croons.

With lust drunk eyes, I watch him while shivering uncontrollably on the gurney. He shrugs off the upper part of his jumper and lets it drop to his thighs, shoving his boxers down with it. Reaching for me, he rubs his hand over my release coated pussy then wraps that same hand around his cock—stroking from root to tip in long slides.

Jesus fucking Christ, he’s pleasuring himself with my cum.

“This isn’t going to be pretty or magical, baby. We will never have anything sensual and romantic, but I will do everything in my power to show you just how much you mean to me.”

Using his free hand, he grabs one of my knees and rolls me onto my side then pushes my knee closer to my chest, giving him unobstructed access to me. Gliding the tip of his cock between my labia, he stops right at my entrance and pushes in. Not stopping until his hips press flush against my ass and his cock fills every pulsing inch of my pussy.

“I— I don’t want sensual or romantic, I want to be consumed. I want my air to be yours. My screams to echo in your ears. My orgasms to belong to you.” I confess, my voice husky and needy.

“Shit—you feel so good. You’re strangling my dick already. You want me to give you a moment or do you want me to fuck you like this is the last time?”

“Last time, please. Make me feel you, Kace.”

“Yes ma’am.”

His hands grip my hip and thigh, drawing back he then snaps forward, colliding with the deepest part of me. The metal of the gurney creaking under us as he sets a harsh pace, the sound ofhis skin slapping against mine fills the space we were in. His occasional heady groans and my needy moans spurring him on.

I never want this to end.

Kace

Nothing compares to this woman before me.

She grips me with such force it would feel like skin ripping away from skin if our bodies were to part. The thought of never having Nadia again hurts. I know she didn’t mean anything about fucking her for the last time, but I would be a fucking liar if I said it didn’t make my chest feel hollow.

Pushing all the way inside of her, grinding forcibly against Nadia, I keep fighting to get deeper inside. The shit I feel for this girl is terrifying. The anger and fire that exploded inside of me when I saw Lucien touching her could have put the Earth's core to shame.

She is mine, there’s no way about it, Nadia Pierce belongs to me, and if there’s one way I can secure that, it’s breeding this cunt of hers. She can be mad at me later. I’ll apologize profusely then start thinking of all the ways I’m going to consume her as she rounds out.

Looking up from how perfectly her pussy stretches around me, I peer at the caged clock across the room. Calculating how much longer I have her to myself. I still need to finish, give her care, and put her uniform back in order so no one suspects anything.

Even if I’m not ready to leave her body, we only have about four minutes remaining before Cindy returns.

Letting her leg and hip go, I lean over, one hand cradling the back of her head as the other grips her jaw. I press kisses along the side of her neck before speaking lowly to her.

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