Chapter 350: Serika’s Desires ( R18 )

"Is this what you imagined baby?" Jax’s voice was a low, possessive rumble, his dark eyes fixed on Serika’s face as he remained buried to the hilt inside her. He could feel every clench and flutter of her slick walls as she adjusted to his overwhelming size.

Serika’s response was a choked moan, her hands scrambling for purchase on the sheets beneath her. "Y-yes... but... oh gods, Jax... it’s so much more..."

Her words dissolved into a helpless whimper as he gave a subtle roll of his hips, the thick head of his cock pressing insistently against the deepest part of her.

"More?" he questioned, a cruel smirk playing on his lips. He slowly withdrew, dragging his length against her sensitive inner flesh until only the tip remained nestled at her entrance.

Then, with one powerful, deliberate thrust, he buried himself again, deeper than before. The forceful intrusion made Serika cry out, her back arching sharply off the bed. "Is this what you needed?"

"Yes!" she screamed, her voice cracking with pleasure, "Please, Jax... more... I need all of you..."

He began to move then, establishing a rhythm that was agonizingly slow. Each withdrawal was a torment, each return a blissful relief.

His massive cock stretched her wide, the thick veins dragging against her sensitive walls with every stroke. Serika’s hips rose to meet him, her body instinctively seeking more of the exquisite pleasure he was doling out.

"Look at me," he commanded, his voice firm as he continued his slow, deep thrusts, "I want to see your face when I’m inside you."

Serika forced her eyes open, her purple and pink irises glazed with a haze of pure ecstasy. The sight of him above her, his sharp, handsome face contorted with lust, his powerful body flexing with each movement—was almost enough to push her over the edge right then and there.

"Please," she whimpered after what felt like an eternity of this delicious torture, "Faster... Jax, I can’t... I need..."

"Need what?" he asked, though he knew exactly what she wanted. He loved hearing her beg, loved seeing how desperate she became for his touch.

"Ravage me," she gasped, her three fox-tails thrashing wildly behind her, "Like you promised... take me hard..."

That was all the encouragement Jax needed. The careful control he’d been exercising shattered, replaced by raw, primal need.

His pace increased dramatically, his hips snapping against hers with bruising force. The room filled with the wet, rhythmic sounds of their coupling, accompanied by Serika’s increasingly desperate cries.

"Jax! Jax! Jax!" she chanted his name like a prayer, her inner walls clamping down on him as her orgasm built, "Don’t stop... please don’t ever stop..."

Jax had no intention of stopping. He shifted position slightly, lifting one of her legs to rest against his shoulder, allowing him to penetrate even deeper. Serika cried out as his cock pressed against her cervix with each powerful thrust, the sensation a perfect mix of pleasure and pain that had her teetering on the edge of release.

"Come for me, Serika," he growled, his voice rough with exertion, "Now."

With a scream that was half pleasure, half his name, Serika shattered. Her body convulsed beneath him, her inner walls clamping down on his cock like a velvet vice.

Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, leaving her trembling and breathless. Jax continued to thrust through her orgasm, prolonging her pleasure until she collapsed against the sheets, completely spent.

But Jax wasn’t finished with her yet.

Jax withdrew, flipping her over before she could fully recover. He positioned her on her hands and knees, her perfect ass raised in the air. Without preamble, he entered her again from behind, setting a punishing rhythm that had the bed rocking violently.

"Jax!" she cried out, her face buried in the pillows, "Too much... I can’t..."

"You can," he said firmly, his hands gripping her hips as he drove into her relentlessly. "And you will. You wanted me to ravage you, remember? That’s exactly what I’m doing."

Serika’s response was a muffled moan as he reached around to fondle her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers. His other hand slid down her back, tracing the curve of her spine before moving lower to rub her clit once more.

"Please," she whimpered, lifting her head from the pillows. "I... I don’t know if I can..."

"You can," he repeated, his voice leaving no room for argument, "You will take everything I give you and beg for more."

To prove his point, he increased his pace even more, his hips snapping against hers with bruising force. The sounds of their coupling filled the room, wet, rhythmic, and utterly primal.

Serika’s fox-tails wrapped around his arm, a silent plea for mercy even as her body responded with mounting arousal.

"Who do you belong to?" he asked, his voice rough with exertion.

"You," she gasped immediately. "Always you, Jax... only you..."

"Say it again," he commanded, slapping her ass lightly.

"You!" she cried out, her body trembling, "I belong to you... body and soul..."

"Good girl," he murmured, rewarding her with a particularly deep thrust that had her seeing stars. "Now come for me again. Show me how much you missed me."

It didn’t take much. A few more precise thrusts, combined with expert stimulation of her clit, and Serika was tumbling over the edge once more.

This orgasm was even more intense than the first, leaving her sobbing with pleasure as her body convulsed around him.

Jax followed her over the edge with a guttural groan, burying himself to the hilt inside her as his own release overtook him.

His seed filled her, warm and abundant, marking her as his in the most primal way possible. For several moments, they remained joined, both breathing heavily as waves of pleasure continued to wash over them.

When Jax finally withdrew, Serika collapsed bonelessly onto the bed, too exhausted to move.

Jax lay down beside her, pulling her into his arms and tucking her head beneath his chin. Her three fox-tails curled around them both, creating a warm, furry cocoon.

"Did you miss me?" he asked after several minutes of comfortable silence, his voice soft now.

Serika lifted her head, her purple and pink eyes shining with adoration. "More than words can say," she whispered, leaning in to kiss him tenderly. "Every moment you were gone felt like an eternity."

Jax deepened the kiss, his tongue delving into her mouth to tangle with hers. When they finally pulled apart, they were both breathing heavily again.

"I missed you too," he admitted, stroking her rainbow-colored ears gently. "More than I expected to."

Serika preened under his praise, nuzzling against his chest. "I was so worried while you were gone," she confessed softly. "The reports from the Western Varoza Ocean... they sounded so dangerous. I know you’re powerful, but..."

"But you worry anyway," Jax finished for her, understanding completely. "I’m sorry I made you worry."

"Just promise you’ll always come back to me," she whispered, her eyes pleading.

"Always," he promised, sealing his words with another kiss. "No matter where I go or what dangers I face, I will always come back to you."

Serika smiled, her expression content now. "Good," she said, settling back against his chest. "Because I don’t think I could survive without you."

Jax held her close, his fingers stroking her back in soothing circles. He could feel himself growing hard again, his Incubus blood already recovering from their previous exertions and Serika, despite what she said, was eager for another round, her hands naturally sliding to Jax’s cock and jerking him off.

"F~uckk baby," Jax moaned out as he felt her delicate hand wrapped around his member.