35 Breed me, Master! R-18 (2/2)
But then, Kilian slid down, kneeling with his head between Lena's legs, and his right hand still holding her wrists.
”I pick the rhythm, you follow.” The words filled Lena with a gush of comfort, and she heaved a sigh of relief.
”Y-yes.” She whispered as if speaking to herself rather than Kilian.
”Yes who?”
”...your excellency?” Lena's reply was rewarded by Kilian pressing his fingers on her crotch, dragging them across her covered slit and slowly teasing her clit through the fabric of her black leggings.
”Anhh…” Hit by a sudden jolt of electricity, Lena arched her back and moaned in a mixture of surprise and frustration. ”Try again,” Kilian ordered, while his fingers still stroked the quivering woman.
”Y-yes...master!” The trembling Lena whimpered and, satisfied, Kilian extended his hands toward the waist belt, lowering the tight-fitting leggings at a pace the hellhound found far too tantalizing. Still, recalling Kilian's previous orders, she dared not make unnecessary moves, allowing him to handle her as he pleased.
By the time the leggings dropped on the ground, Lena's toned legs and splendid thighs stood in full view, revealing the moistened dark-blue panties that covered her crotch. And as his gaze trailed on the juices trickling down the panties to soak Lena's inner thighs, Kilian couldn't help but give a helpless sigh.
”You should have told me that you wanted fresh air.” He jested as if speaking to the panties instead of the crimsoned lady panting before him.
Unable to handle the words, Lena attempted to close her legs, but Kilian's hands stopped her knees, keeping her legs spread wide, and her soaking underwear in full view.
”Did you forget the rule?”
”N-no...master.” Hearing this, Kilian curved his lips into a smile, pulled Lena's drenched panties down her legs and, for an instant, appreciated the sight of her fully exposed legs. He then lowered his face onto her cleanly shaven pussy, spread open her lower lips, and flicked his tongue across her walls and clit.
The move sent a deadlier electricity jolt coursing through Lena's veins, another moan escaped her lips, and she had to muster her entire strength to resist the urge of shoving Kilian's face into her cunt.
Not that she had to. Kissing Lena's labia, Kilian stuck out his tongue, sliding it against the walls to explore her pink flower at a slow, measured pace. The lady's bashfulness crumbled under Kilian's tender ministrations, making her moans freely echo within the room.
”Ahhh...ahhh...ahhh!” While she barked moans at the ceiling, Lena's body writhed and, to prevent herself from gripping Kilian's head, she clenched the bedsheets with her trembling hands. His tongue snuck deeper and faster into her, moving with glaring expertise and locating all those sweet spots she knew nothing of.
At some point, Lena lost control and stretched her hands toward Kilian's lustrous hair, but before she could graze him, Kilian pulled his tongue out of her cunt, making her experience a feeling of crushing emptiness.
Only when she returned her hands on the sheets did he slip his tongue back in and returned her mind to worlds of enchanting bliss. Sensing Lena's pleasure building up, Kilian hastened the pace, rapidly striking her most pleasurable spot to bring her over the edge.
”Ohhh...yes...master, right...there...ohhhh!” A loud, throaty groan escaped Lena's lips and - with her raised, trembling legs spread as far as her body could bend - she collapsed in a toe-curling orgasm.
Giving her no respite, Kilian climbed up her body, unbuckled his pants to free his engorged, erect member, and aim it at Lena's dripping cunt. Lost in her little death, Lena didn't react until the head of Kilian's cock spread her pussy lips open and, in a slow thrust, broke past her membrane.
”Ugh…” She winced in pain and sucked in deep breaths of air to withstand the hefty intrusion. Ashera's mark then kicked into gear, unleashing waves of depraved energies that numbed Lena's pain and trapped her mind in profane delight.
With that one thrust, Kilian stretched Lena's inner walls to the limit, and they clenched so tightly on his cock that he could barely push toward the hilt. But with every second, Lena's walls expanded to adjust to Kilian's girth, giving him enough room to drive his cock up and down her gripping fold.
Her moans returned with a higher pitch, but once her insides fully adjusted to his girth, Kilian paused—staring into her eyes with an impish grin.
”Now, now, what should I do?” Kilian dragged the words, making the languorous flames playing with Lena's mind threaten to set her heart ablaze. For a second, the buxom brunette hesitated. But the depraved forces clouding her mind made short work of her inhibition, and she replied:
”You should...breed me, master.”
”Louder.”
”Please breed me, master!” Lena's voice thundered, bypassing the walls to ring beyond the room.
Satisfied, Kilian picked up the pace, hammering his hips against Lena's and pumping his cock hard and fast into her. The primal sound of flesh meeting flesh entangled with Lena's hearty moans, and the pounding thus began.