Daughter of oblivion: Claimed by four alpha(s)-Chapter 199 - 197: Pah–Pah–Pah–Pah
She closed her eyes, folding her own breasts with one hand completely lost in the bliss. It had been so long since she had felt pleasure like this, and now, with him inside her, she planned to enjoy every second.
Oliver gripped the sheets as waves of pleasure overtook him. He grunted in frustration while Jianna rocked him maddeningly slow, drawing out every second.
Jianna smiled, satisfied, but she wasn’t done teasing him yet. She lifted her hips, pulling completely off him before sliding back down.
Oliver threw his head back, his hips jerking violently at the sudden movement.
The motion drew a soft, needy moan from her lips.
She continued to tease him, whispering, "Beg for it."
Oliver gasped, breathless. Over his dead body would he beg.
He exhaled sharply, trying not to react, but Jianna’s slow, teasing movements were impossible to ignore. Every roll, and every shift of her hips made him lose every sense of thinking.
Oliver felt his breathing grow heavier, struggling to hold back, to resist giving in.
Jianna grinned, slowing down even more, letting the sensation build. Her hands pressed lightly against his chest as she whispered, low and breathy, "You’re so stubborn... don’t tell me you don’t want this."
Oliver groaned, as he gripped the sheet like it could save him from the torture. Jianna shook her head, keeping the pace slow. "Not yet," she murmured, rolling her hips and stopping just short of giving him the full friction he craved.
His jaw tightened, chest rising and falling faster. "I... I don’t... fuck..." Oliver huffed, trying to maintain his composure.
Jianna leaned down, letting her lips brush his ear, her breath hot against the skin of his neck as she whispered. "We’ll see about that," she then moved faster, then stopped again. And Oliver threw his head back in frustration.
She trailed her hands along his shoulders down to his chest, then leaned back slightly, letting him ache for her.
Oliver’s cuffed hands fumbled. He shifted his hips pressing up into her, betraying his stubborn words.
"God... please... I... I need it..." he panted, trying to resist, but his body was already betraying him.
Jianna smiled, feeling the tension, the desperation, the way he was caught between stubborn pride and utter need.
Slowly, she started riding him harder, whispering, "That’s it... tell me how badly you want me."
Oliver lost it completely, groaning, his voice rough and pleading. "Please... fuck... I need you... I can’t...please!"
Jianna rode him fully now, letting him feel every bit of pleasure he had been chasing.
Jianna fucked him faster, harder, until Oliver was gasping and breathing heavily.
Even Jianna couldn’t hold back the loud cry that slipped from her mouth as she continued to ride him, her chest bouncing with every movement.
She bent down and kissed him senselessly, grinding into his mouth with need.
Oliver moved his hips, fucking her as fast as he could. Jianna broke the kiss, slipping out of him, making him jerk.
Then she turned her back against him and guided him inside her again.
She rocked him, her ass bouncing hard as soft cries escaped her lips.
Oliver stared at the way his cock moved in and out of her pussy, unable to help but curse.
"Fuck... Jianna."
Jianna took that as encouragement and moved faster, pushing harder and harder. A scream tore from her throat as her climax hit her just right.
"Ahh... O... Oliver."
Her pussy clenched tightly around him, and his cock hardened even more as a strangled groan slipped out of his mouth. He came undone, his release spilling freely, messing up the sheets.
Jianna pulled herself out, turned, and collapsed on top of him, breathless. "Fuck... that was so good."
Oliver didn’t reply. He just kept staring ahead, jaw clenched, still catching his breath.
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Pah–Pah–Pah–Pah.
"Yes—yes—yes, daddy, fuck me," Leo moaned as Levi stretched his ass hole open with his cock, his body trembling as he took him in.
It fit perfectly, sending a rush of sensation through Leo’s body, like fire lighting him up from the inside.
Levi had Leo on all fours on the bed, kneeling behind him, his grip firm on Leo’s butt as he fucked him from behind.
Levi groaned at the sensation.
Despite the cold weather outside, his body was burning hot, sweat clinging to his skin as he kept going.
When their little fantasy finally ended, Leo collapsed forward, lying on top of Levi with his head resting on his chest.
"Oh... that was so good," Leo murmured softly, his body still warm and loose.
"Yeah," Levi replied, breathing out slowly. "I haven’t had sex that good in a while."
Leo shifted slightly, smiling faintly. "We’ve been busy preparing for exams lately. We barely get the chance anymore."
Levi’s fingers traced slow, absent patterns along Leo’s back, his voice quieter now, thoughtful.
"What do you think people would say," he murmured, staring up at the ceiling, "when they finally realize we’re together?"
Leo went still for a moment, listening to Levi’s heartbeat beneath his ear. Then he shifted slightly so he could look at him. "People always talk," he said softly. "They always have something to say about things they don’t understand. And still they’ll never understand."
Levi huffed out a breath. "You know how it is here. The looks. The judgements." His jaw tightened. "I don’t want that to touch you."
Leo lifted himself enough to meet Levi’s eyes. "Hey," he said gently. "I’m not as fragile as you think." A small smile curved his lips. "And I’m tired of hiding something that makes me feel... right."
Levi studied him for a long moment, then his hand came up to cup Leo’s cheek. "I just don’t want the world to make this harder than it already is."
Leo leaned into his touch. "The world will do what it wants," he said. "But this?" He tapped Levi’s chest lightly. "This is ours. And I think that counts for something."
Levi’s expression softened, a faint smile breaking through. He pulled Leo closer, making him rest his head against his chest. "Yeah," he whispered. "It does."
