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Victor slipped silently into the room, gazing down at Nisha’s small slumbering form. She had long ago gone to bed, leaving him to another late night of projects. His tongue flicked out to taste the air, and he could still taste the sweet arousal that hung there. He hated leaving her behind for too long, always wanting to be buried within her sweet heat. She was his panacea for all the pain and toil he had spent over the decades as he worked through his master’s plan. Elpis.
He took soft steps as he approached her bed, dragging his hand up her blanket-covered legs, watching her shift as her body reacted to the light touch. A small smile grew upon his face as he gazed down at her. So weak. So helpless. But not for long. Not if he had any say. Once his latest studies were complete, he would never have to worry about her safety in his facility again.
His tongue wet his chapped lips as his gaze drifted down lower to where her heat was hidden. He could almost taste it. The need that coursed through him demanded satiation. And yet he couldn’t quite pull her from her slumber yet. He ran the blanket up her legs and thighs, exposing her silken white skin for his eyes to devour. She let out a soft groan, shifting in her sleep. It caused him to pause and hold his breath. One moment. And then two. Then she settled back into the relaxed sleepy state he had long grew familiar with.
Unwilling to awaken her quite yet, his hands drifted up to her hips, slipping his fingers beneath the waistband of her panties and slowly pulling them down. They still clung to her curls, and he got a faceful of the delectable scent of her core. He smiled to himself as he stealthily removed his trophy, and then shifted the blanket down over her, tucking her back into bed.
He carried his prize to the chair across from her bed, seating himself on the plush cushion as he brought her panties up to his nose, taking a deep breath of her scent. Perfection. He let out a soft groan, feeling himself grow harder. With one hand pressing her panties to his face, the other started palming him through his pants. Drool dripped into her panties as his tongue shot out to lap at the wet fabric, eager to get as much of her scent as he could manage in this moment. It reminded him of the first time she wrapped her thighs around his head, holding him close as her thighs shook and she came into his mouth.
Unable to hold back any longer, he unzipped his pants, freeing his cocks and immediately enveloping them with her panties. He stroked himself at a leisurely pace as he watched her sleep. Soft pants dripped from his lips as he worked his shaft, squeezing them gently with each pull upwards. God, how he wished he could be buried to the hilt inside her. His pace quickened as he chased his peak, wishing it was her needy mouth wrapped around him. For the briefest of moments, he could see her. He could feel her tense and pulse around him as she whined for his cum. And god, would he give it to her. He’d give her anything she’d want to see her swollen with his spawn. The thought wasn’t a new one that had come to his mind, but was one he hadn’t yet managed to bring up to her yet.
It was in this lust-addled moment that his brain decided that he could wait no longer. She couldn’t refuse him. She was his Nisha. His precious. He shoved her panties into his coat pocket, hanging it over the chair, and stripped himself bare of any remaining clothing. His cocks hung proudly at attention, pulsing eagerly with anticipation. As he crawled onto the bed, he was mindful of the shift of her body. How the dip of the bed forced her body to roll into his, as if seeking his heat and comfort in her sleep. Adorable.
He pushed the blanket up, exposing her curls to him. His forked tongue skimmed his lips again, gathering moisture before he leaned forward, pressing his mouth to her core. A soft moan escaped from between her lips, causing him to pause briefly. As her breathing settled, he resumed his ministrations, his tongue flicking around her bud in quick little circles before dipping down to gather the moisture that spilled from her cunt.
He stroked his shafts in his hand, soft vibrations echoing through Nisha’s body as he worked himself up, trying to keep himself on the edge. He couldn’t come yet. Not yet. He needed to make sure he spilled inside of her. Eagerly, he pressed a finger against her entrance, testing the resistance. Nisha’s breath hitched at the intrusion, but he no longer worried, slowly pumping the digit in and out of her tight channel.
Nisha let out a soft groan as she was pulled slowly from her sleep, a warm sensation spreading through her body. It was pleasant, yet familiar to her. Her sleep addled mind struggled to place it until she could hear the wet sounds reverberating through the room with the soft, breathy familiar grunts of Victor.
“Victor?” she groggily asked, her eyes blinking open, trying to focus.
“Shhh, shh. Relax. Let me take care of you,” Victor purred, focusing his attention back on her swollen bud. It caused Nisha’s hips to lift, grinding against his mouth as she let out short gasps of pleasure. She leaned back into the bed, letting her limbs fully relax for him to take control.
He smiled into her cunt as he felt her body relaxed, knowing that she was surrendering fully to him in exchange for only the pleasure he could give. He hummed into her cunt, sending the vibrations through her and causing her hips to jerk lightly in response. He couldn’t help the small chuckle that escaped him. His finger hooked, finding the particular spot that always drew forth such pretty sounds from her, causing her to gasp out as stars burst from behind her eyes. Her hips shook as she came, and he pressed his mouth eagerly against her soft cunt, lapping up all that she gave him.
He worked her past the point of overstimulation, drawing a second and then a third orgasm through her tired body. “Too much,” she whined, body shifting to try to pull from him, but all he could do was chuckle as he sat up, pulling her close to grind one of his cocks between her labia, spreading her slick against his rod.
“Too much? But we are only just starting, beloved,” he purred, leaning forward to nip at her ear, “I am eager to make all of our dreams come true tonight.” Her breath hitched at his words as her mind tried to catch up to what he said.
Almost as suddenly, she let out a gasp as she was flipped around and a pillow was shoved under her hips, forcing her hips to angle up towards his own as he ground against her. “Relax and let me spoil you,” he kissed against her neck. His teeth suddenly bit into her flesh, causing her to reflexively buck her hips into his as she let out a cry. His tongue soothed over the sore area as he lined the first of his cocks up to her dripping slit.
He thrust forward, pummeling into her and causing her to gasp out in surprise. “Sorry, beloved. I couldn’t resist,” Victor hissed out from between his teeth as he felt her clamp around her, “Such a tight fit. And all for me.” He set a brutal pace. His second cock grinded against her clit with each thrust, causing wanton whines to spill from her lips as her mind completely checked out, cockdrunk on him.
He pressed a hand over her stomach, feeling the bulge of his cock under her flesh with each thrust, eliciting a groan from deep within his throat. He pressed tighter against her stomach, causing her to squirm in discomfort as he moaned next to her ear. “Fuck, you feel like heaven. I’m going to breed you so well, beloved. Just you wait.”
Nisha had no time to process before she felt the sudden pain of herself being stretched further. His second cock found its way home, joining his first as it stretched her hole beyond its limits. Her body instinctively squirmed, bucked, and fought against him as she whined. He could only groan, each movement clasping tightly around his members. He wrapped his large hands around her waist before thrusting deeply into her, making her struggle to breathe as each thrust forced the air from her lungs.
“So pretty….such a good girl,” he grunted over her. She could feel his sweat drip down onto her back and onto the bed. She glanced down to peak over the top of the pillows as he thrust into her, and she could see his two cocks hugged together as they stretched her hole over and over again. She couldn’t help the moan that escaped her lips at the sight of just how well he filled and used her.
Almost as soon as it started, his hips started to thrust erratically. Victor released one hand from her waist, moving it down to rub at her clit. This sent electricity through her as he quickly drew another orgasm forward. “Come with me,” he hissed, rubbing frantically at her clit. White bursted in her vision as her body went taut. She felt him twitch. Once. Twice. Again…and then heat flooded her belly.
They basked in the moment together; Victor holding her tight to him as his own aftershocks slowly faded. She relaxed into the bed, her muscles feeling almost jelly-like from the multiple releases. She let out a soft whine when he finally pulled his cocks from her abused hole, cum dripping onto the bed. Victor’s finger immediately dipped down, pushing the liquid back inside of her and pumping his finger in her to urge his cum to remain buried deep inside her. “Do not waste my gift, beloved. It will be a little before I can give you more.”
She whimpered, her hips squirming with each pump of his thick finger. “I don’t think I could take much more. You’re too big,” she pouted into the pillow, burying her face in humiliation.
“We’ll train you up more. I have the perfect toys for that,” was all Victor could reply, his gaze focused on her weeping cunt as it pulsed around his finger, a mix of her cream and his cum gathering around the entrance.
“Victor, where are my panties?”