Chapter 628: Fun Amidst The Chaos [+18]

Elsa lay on her side, one leg lifted high by Damian’s strong hand while he drove into her from behind in a steady, deep rhythm. The thick length of his cock filled her completely with every thrust, the wet sounds of their joining soft but constant in the blue-lit chamber. She reached back, fingers sliding into his hair, and pulled his head closer. Turning her face over her shoulder, she leaned into him until their mouths met in a long, passionate kiss. Tongues tangled slowly at first, then faster with growing hunger as his hips continued their measured pace.

While they kissed, Damian’s free hand moved to her breast, cupping the full weight of it and massaging with firm, circular strokes. His fingers soon drifted lower, finding the swollen pearl of her clit and rubbing it in time with each inward thrust.

Elsa’s moans vibrated against his tongue, low and continuous. Ever so often her body trembled hard around him, walls fluttering in small waves of pleasure that made her grip on his hair tighten.

Neither of them noticed the thick gray fog that had gathered outside the chamber. It blanketed the entire building and pressed against the door itself, muffling every sound from the corridors beyond. Inside the room only the soft blue light of the God vein crystals and the quiet intensity of their bodies existed.

Minutes passed. Damian felt the familiar pressure building at the base of his spine. He released her breast and clit, both hands settling on her waist instead. His rhythm changed at once. It got harder and faster, the wet slap of his hips against her ass growing louder and sharper. He slammed into her with full force, each impact driving him as deep as her body would allow, until he finally buried himself to the root and held there.

Thick jets of cum surged out of him in heavy pulses, flooding her womb directly. Elsa shuddered hard, fingers clawing at the mattress. She turned her face into the sheets and bit down, muffling a long, broken sound as the heat of his release filled her completely.

When the last pulse faded Damian remained still, chest heaving against her back, skin coated in a fine sheen of sweat. The only sound was their shared, ragged breathing.

Elsa moved first. She eased off him, then climbed over his body until she lay fully on top, her head buried in the curve of his neck. Damian’s arms settled loosely around her.

"You still want more?" he asked, voice low and rough.

She nodded against his skin. Her mouth found the side of his neck and began kissing, soft at first. Then her teeth sank in hard. Damian flinched at the sudden bite, but he did not pull away. He simply let her mark him. When she finally lifted her head a clear set of bloody teeth marks remained on his neck.

Elsa reached down, guided his still-hard cock upright, and lowered herself onto it in one slow motion. Once he was fully inside she began to ride. Her heavy breasts rose and fell with every energetic bounce, the soft flesh jiggling freely. The wet sound of her body meeting his grew louder as she picked up speed.

Damian’s hands rose to cup both breasts, thumbs brushing over the tight nipples while he squeezed and played with the soft weight of them. Elsa looked down at him, eyes dark with heat.

"You want it?" she asked.

He nodded.

She collapsed forward at once, pressing both breasts against his face. Damian gathered the soft mounds together with both hands and took both nipples into his mouth at the same time, sucking hard and hungrily.

Elsa’s ass continued its rapid rise and fall, the loud, wet slap of skin on skin filling the chamber. Her moans and heavy breathing mixed with the rhythmic impacts, yet she never slowed. She rode him with single-minded intensity, as if her life depended on every deep stroke. At one point her hand drifted to her lower belly, where a dull, persistent ache had begun from the constant striking of his cock against her womb. She felt the pain clearly and ignored it completely.

Several minutes later she sat up again. Without leaving his cock she turned carefully until she faced away from him, her back to his chest, hands bracing on his thighs for support. Then she began to ride once more. Damian watched the full, jiggling curves of her ass bounce and ripple with every downward stroke. Appreciation darkened his gaze. He lifted one hand and delivered a sharp spank to the right cheek. Elsa moaned loudly. He spanked the left cheek with equal force and earned another rich, open sound.

Both hands settled on her ass next. He spread the cheeks wide, staring at the tight, exposed ring of her ass. His thumb circled the sensitive rim once, twice, then pressed gently inward until the tip slipped inside. Elsa yelped in surprise. Her body jerked upright, yet her hips never stopped grinding hard against his cock. She looked back over her shoulder, eyes half-lidded and questioning, a seductive curve to her lips.

"You have ruined my pussy," she said, voice husky. "You want to ruin my ass too?"

Damian smiled. "I plain to leave you completely ruined, not even your ass will be spared. But not tonight."

He pulled her backward until she fell against his chest. One of his hands slid between her legs to find her clit again, rubbing in firm circles while his hips took over the work. He began ramming upward into her with short, powerful strokes.

Elsa’s breath hitched. She held it for several thrusts, taking each deep plunge bravely. The thick shape of his cock was clearly visible moving beneath the soft skin of her lower belly. She shut her eyes and gripped his free hand tightly, using the contact as an anchor while she endured the intense stretch and depth.

Damian’s smile widened against her hair.

"I hate it when my girls don’t scream while I’m dicking them down," he said. "I want to hear your screams."

His cock began to enlarge further inside her, the extra girth forcing her walls to stretch even more. At the same time his tongue found her ear. He licked into the sensitive shell with ruthless focus, the wet muscle digging deep and then dragging hard along the outer edge in rough, almost violent strokes.

Elsa’s legs kicked once. Her body rocked back and forth against him as she struggled to keep the sounds locked in her throat. The dual assault proved too much. A loud, broken moan finally tore free, followed by another, then a continuous stream of open cries that filled the chamber once more.

Damian’s free hand returned to her breast, massaging the soft flesh more gently now. He withdrew his tongue from her ear and spoke against the damp skin, voice low and certain.

"By the time I’m done with you, this dick will make you a cripple."